March 11.

The newlywed woman's face was filled with a touching radiance.

Yue Linglong felt very happy at the moment.

The handsome and dignified husband is talented, likes to paint, write poetry, likes to dance swords, can write and martial arts, can go up and down, considerate and gentle. Yue Linglong thinks that this is the best arrangement that God can arrange for her.

In the early morning of the next day, bathing and changing clothes, the ancestral hall worships the ancestors.

Zheng Xiu once again stared at the wordless tablet in the ancestral hall.

Fengbei's spiritual position.

"She's not dead, Daddy."

Zheng Xiu secretly thought in his heart, quietly waiting for his sick father to appear.

This time Zheng Xiu was very honest.

After worshipping the ancestors, Zheng Xiu handed over a folded letterhead to Chun Tao in advance.

"Mother, come to this place in three days and find an old doctor named Situ Yong."

"Miracle Doctor?" When Chun Tao heard this, she smiled dumbly: "Where is there a miracle doctor named Situ Yong in the city." ”

Zheng Xiu shook his head and chuckled: "He has six knives pinned to his waist at the moment, a dragon tattooed on his left shoulder, a tiger tattooed on his right shoulder, and an old cow in his chest." ”

Chun Tao: "Are you talking about Situ Lao Niu in the north of the city?" Isn't he a bull splitter? His family has been butchers for generations. ”

Zheng Xiu winked mysteriously at Chun Tao: "Yes now, but not soon." Three days later, neither sooner nor later. He's going to be a good doctor. ”

“=_=？”

……

March 16.

Yue Linglong walked around the market for a few days.

The husband said to ask her to find a little orange female cat.

……

March 15.

Full moon.

A figure silently entered the "heavily guarded" prison.

In the deepest part of the prison, there is a "key criminal".

A key criminal who assassinated the second prince.

But this key prisoner has broken his legs and is dying, and he was originally scheduled to be beheaded after last autumn, but it has been delayed until today because of various changes in the palace.

In the dim and sour corridor, from time to time, huge fat rats scurried by, making a squeaky sound.

Under the flickering candlelight, a broken table, two low stools.

Three jailers play with a dice cup.

"Great! Big! Big! ”

"Fuck your leopard and kill them!"

"You're out of a thousand, aren't you? Two leopards in a row? ”

"Hey! Without evidence, why do you say that we are out of thousands? Don't spew blood, you are willing to gamble and lose, you two guard tonight, Lao Tzu will be chic! ”

The winning jailer took off his jailer suit and walked out with a red face.

"Squeak squeak—"

The fat rat screamed in panic, and the jailer looked down to see a row of rats running madly from under his feet, and the whole family fled.

He looked stunned, and hurriedly ran back to the prison, and saw that the two brothers who had been playing with him very well not long ago had twisted their necks and fell to the ground without a sound.

Next to the two brothers, sat a man.

"Zheng, Major General Zheng?" The jailer's eyes almost popped out, and he pointed at the man with an unusually calm expression in shock, and finally revealed the identity of the other party.

"Don't worry, General Ben has been ordered to check on the culprits." Zheng Xiu smiled slightly: "The key criminal who is locked up in the innermost part is chasing his life, why did he die?" ”

"Dead? He's dead? ”

When the jailer heard this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment, sighed lightly, and got up and walked past the stunned jailer.

Click.

He casually broke the jailer's neck.

"Wrong, 'again' wrong." Zheng Xiu walked out of the prison step by step, touched his chin and pondered: "But I ...... Which step was taken wrong? ”

……

April 17.

It rained continuously for ten days.

The sky was overcast, and the ground was heavy.

Zheng Xiu brought a bowl of water for Yue Linglong.

Yue Linglong woke up in a daze, and there was a strange black gas hovering in the center of the bowl of clear water. But Yue Linglong didn't care, thinking that it was just a shadow thrown into the bottom of the bowl.

"Husband."

"Drink it."

Zheng Xiu's expression was gentle, and he fed Yue Linglong to drink the bowl of "soup" he had worked so hard to retrieve.

The next moment, Yue Linglong's bright eyes were dilated and lost their brilliance.

Zheng Xiu hugged her tightly.

Her skin first became extremely hot, and a trace of black aura welled up from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Yue Linglong's soft delicate body gradually became cold and lost its temperature.

Like a corpse, no, colder than a corpse.

Zheng Xiu hugged Yue Linglong tightly.

Muttered to himself: "I'm sorry. ”

"I'm sorry."

When Yue Linglong opened her eyes again.

The inky black imprint on her back emerged.

On the roof, a middle-aged man named Qing Thirteen, listening to the movement in the house, squatted on the tiles, smoked a dry cigarette silently, looked at the gloomy scene on the horizon, and laughed.

……

March 10.

Wedding celebrations.

Zheng Mansion is lit up and the atmosphere is festive.

The marriage between Daqian and the Beiban is a signal. A signal of peace between the two countries.

In the room.

The bewitching newlyweds sat quietly at the head of the bed.

She was surrounded by a terrifying cold, and the warm atmosphere outside the house did not affect the slightest place, and there was an inexplicable chill in the new house.

The "drunk" Major General Zheng Jia, surrounded by everyone, pushed open the door with a smile and turned to close it tightly.

The door turned around and closed tightly, and General Zheng, who was still smiling and groaning one second, looked calm like water the next moment.

He stepped forward and lifted his wife's red hijab.

Madame's face was as white as paper, and the touching rouge could not hide the coldness and ruthlessness in her eyes.

Laugh at!

Cold as electricity.

Zheng Xiu calmly lowered his head and looked at the dagger inserted in his chest, revealing a small half.

The blood stained the red flowers on the bridegroom's chest even redder.

"You...... Why don't you hide? ”

Yue Linglong looked at the calm expression of "Fujun", and her cold face was a little more moved.

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly, and a little pale appeared on his face: "Why did you say 'again'?" ”

Yue Linglong was stunned.

Zheng Xiu pulled out the dagger, and in Yue Linglong's shocked gaze, he broke off Yue Linglong's white five fingers and pressed the blood-stained dagger into Yue Linglong's palm.

"I don't blame you."

Zheng Xiu sighed lightly: "'This time', I made a mistake again. ”

"I only let my father survive, as soon as the wolf king dies, you have resentment, this knot is naturally difficult to unravel."

On the wedding night, the groom was blood-stained in red shirts, rushed out of the door, and entered the palace.

……

"Don't!"

Zheng Xiu woke up.

softly shouted no, stopped, looked at the person next to the pillow, and probed the body temperature of the person next to the pillow.

Hot.

Zheng Xiu put on his robe, sat down at the table, and sat down at the desk.

[March 10, newlyweds. 】

I'm back again. 】

[In the wrong order.] 】

[Need to untie the knot earlier, earlier.] 】

[Also, remember to 'lightning protection'.] 】

[No one can be trusted, anyone can be a ghost.] 】

[While I was staring at the scorching sun, the scorching sun was also staring at me. 】

The tip of the pen is beaten.

He added with a trembling hand.

They are coming. 】

The word "He" is crooked.

Even Zheng Xiu himself couldn't tell whether what he wrote was "she", "he", "it", or "him".

It's all the same.

There is no difference.

Zheng Xiu carefully read his "diary" and wrote it down word by word.

Scold.

The candle flame flickered.

A drop of cold sweat the size of a bean broke out on Zheng Xiu's forehead.

Zheng Xiu looked back, the sleeping Yue Linglong sat up at some point, her dark eyes looked at Zheng Xiu quietly, the corners of Yue Linglong's mouth hooked, and her head was slightly tilted.

"Husband, are you tired?"

Yue Linglong's expression blinked back to normal, delicate and ruddy, pulled the quilt to cover the spring, and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not tired, Mrs. Hua looks like the moon, and I'm not tired a few times."

Zheng Xiu casually lit the diary, burned it to ashes, and responded with a smile.

"It's good that the husband is not tired."

Yue Linglong covered her mouth and smiled, and hooked the quilt with her bare legs.

……

Scold.

Zheng Xiu opened his eyes.

Heavy rain in front of me.

Drain ......

Bang......

Lightning and thunder thundered in the air.

"Whew...... I'm going to be a little careful here. ”

Zheng Xiu looked around, and the gloomy rain clouds were like a huge cover, black and pressing, pressing towards the mountains of Yanzhou.

Stampede Tread......

The sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance.

Revisiting the old place, Zheng Xiu was quite embarrassed, his fingers were sketched in the void, and a shining "treasure umbrella" turned from virtual to real. Zheng Xiu held an umbrella and walked on the rainy night path.

"Take it easy, just farm it as a copy."

Zheng Xiu comforted himself.

At the end of the trail, a line of black shadows rushed in.

"Rack!"

They were clad in lichen and worked diligently in the heavy rain.

Dedicated bandits.

This is a rather big "knot" entrenched in Zheng Xiu's "doorway".

Twenty years ago, Yanzhou, Baili Village.

This "knot" is indeed something akin to an "artifact".

The people he met in the illusion, the decisions he made, and the consequences would be directly projected onto the "Major General Zheng" twenty years later.

……

[All things have a way, such as a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, should be viewed as such. 】

[One thought is born, one thought is extinguished, and there are thousands of bubbles in pregnancy here. 】

[Only you go, anchor the truth. 】

[The only way, the only way. 】

[Escape from the cage.] 】

……

This was the first thing he saw when he peeked into the doorway.

When he was vaguely aware of the "true meaning" of this passage at this moment, things were different from people, and the world had become completely different.

"So, the Riddler is damned."

The heroic bandit immediately rushed towards Zheng Xiu, who was alone on the trail.

The leading bandit looked at the end of the road, this seemingly ordinary, but almost Taoist "picture", subconsciously clenched the knife, groaned in his heart, gritted his teeth, and was awe-inspiring. Yes, the picture, all the moments when I saw the people holding umbrellas on a rainy night, my mind was involuntarily fixed at this moment.

In the eyes of the bandits, Zheng Xiu seems to be a person who came out of a "painting".

In the rain, on a moonlit night, thunder.

One person, one umbrella.

The rain froze.

The bandits looked around in horror, and the raindrops were like crystal pearls, fixed in mid-air, and there was a flash of thunder in them.

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly.

People moved.

The umbrella turned, and the raindrops shot out in all directions like hidden weapons.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

A tiny drop of blood dripped, on the head of each bandit, quickly melted into the rain, merged into a trickle, and disappeared into the long night.

Zheng Xiu entered the jungle.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

He came to a village.

There are twenty-six families in the village.

The village chief was hospitable, welcomed outsiders, and invited Zheng Xiu into the house.

There were more than ten people sitting in the room, the first of whom was gray-haired and had a knife coiled around his waist, looking at Zheng Xiu vigilantly.

Swish!

Zheng Xiu moved neatly and put the umbrella away.

In an instant, the sound was like a long knife coming out of its sheath, startling several people in the room who almost held the hilt of the knife at their waists in almost no particular order.

"Don't panic." Zheng Xiu lowered his head, ignoring the fierce murderous aura in the room, he shook the water droplets on the umbrella with a smile, and said with a smile: "Under Zheng Shan, Zheng Haoran's Zheng, the goodness of the great good people." ”

Zheng Xiu looked at the old man's uncertain expression, sat down opposite the old man with a calm expression, and looked at the white carp soup in the pot.

Zheng Xiu scooped a bowl to himself and took a sip calmly.

At this time, his dark eyes became darker and deeper.

"Commander Wang, don't come unharmed?"

Wang Cangyun's pupils shrank, and his astonishment could not be concealed.

"That's right." Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered something, and raised an index finger: "Your Coiling Dragon Eighteen Slashes, I have realized the Nineteenth Sword, do you want to learn it?" ”

……

Yunxian County, Yanzhou.

A nameless mountain village.

A peasant couple meets a strange man.

The peasant woman, looking at the strange man, the bamboo shoots are white, so handsome, she blushed, somehow, this strange man looked young, but there was a tempting vicissitudes in his eyes, so that the woman subconsciously clamped her legs, ran back to the house with a twist, and pushed the lazy man: "Some people say they want to buy our broken house." ”

"Phew! What a house to buy! What fool wouldn't want to buy an earthen house in such a poor mountain and bad water? ”

"He said ten taels of silver."

"Which fool...... What? How much? The man was dumbfounded.

It's not worth ten taels to put a woman in.

……

It didn't take long for the strange man to settle down in the village.

One night, a fast horse came from outside the mountain, leaving behind a splendid swaddling baby, and among the swaddling clothes was a baby girl who was waiting to be fed, crying heartbreakingly.

"Erniang looked very cute when she was a child."

Zheng Xiu didn't know that he spent ten taels of silver to buy a broken house, which made him famous in ten villages and eight miles, and became a famous "weirdo", he heard that the man outside the house left his swaddling clothes and ran away, so he walked out of the door and picked up the baby girl.

As soon as the baby girl saw Zheng Xiu, she stopped crying. With two bright big eyes, porphyrin flashed like jade, looking at Zheng Xiu's eyes.

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth, and his heart was inexplicably abrupt, and he stretched out his index finger towards Erniang, who was still a baby.

The little Erniang giggled and hugged the finger with the strength of breastfeeding.

This scene.

Just like a few years later, in front of Zheng's house, Erniang held the baby Zheng Xiu.

I was stunned for a moment.

Zheng Xiu scratched his head with his other hand.

"For the past few years, I should have a headache where to find your rations now...... Well, which one has it? Ah, don't bother with my fingers! ”

……

[March 10, newlyweds. 】

[As the door gets deeper and deeper, I seem to be able to easily control the life and death of others, with great ease. 】

[But at the same time, the feeling of powerlessness is getting deeper and deeper, and I am like a prisoner trapped in this world, covered in mud and stained with blood. 】

I'm back again. 】

[This time, I saved Erniang. 】

[I personally gave her a happy childhood. 】

[We have our own opinions, I call her sister, and she calls me uncle. 】

[I told her that one day, we would meet again on the other side of the mountain.] 】

[She cried very sadly. 】

[After a few years of getting along, I couldn't bear to push her into the abyss. I couldn't bear to watch her walk into the cruel imperial house. 】

[If anyone is watching all this, 'He' seems to be pitying this girl and delaying her bad luck.] 】

[It's too late.] 】

So, I set the fire with my own hands. 】