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Chapter 175 "Worthy of Heart." (2 in 1)

Xiao Tao slept tossing and turning all night.

On her left is the young master, and on the right is the young lady.

Novelty experience.

She shouldn't have fallen asleep so quickly, but she tossed and turned up and down during the day, and fell asleep in a daze.

She had a dream. In the dream, he was floating on the cloud, and the young master smiled and waved to her from the other end of the cloud.

With a blushing face, Xiaotao floated towards the young master, floated, floated, floated.

She floated very high.The young man smiled happily.

She cried and laughed for a while.

Floating and floating, the figure of the eldest lady appeared on the other side of the cloud somehow, bent her bow with a sneer, and shot a cloud-piercing arrow at him.

She woke up.

When she woke up, Xiaotao was dripping with sweat, wet and damp.

Xiaotao sat up abruptly.

"woke up."

Beside him was the voice of thinking about the young master, and a pot was set on the fire, and the aroma of ginger slices and meat wafted from the pot.

Zheng Xiu squatted beside the stove, fanning the wind with Xiao Buping's iron fan to blow the fire.

Xiaotao trotted all the way to help, but Zheng Xiu tilted his head and smiled and said no.Xiaotao felt that Zheng Xiu's neck was a little strange, it seemed to be deliberately leaning to one side, so she asked the young master if he had a stiff neck, and reached out to pinch it.

Zheng Xiu hid and hid, but in the end he couldn't dodge completely and showed his face.

Xiao Tao was shocked when she saw Zheng Xiu's face.

There is a red palm print on Zheng Xiu's left face, with five distinct fingers, as clear as if it was printed with inkpad.

"My lord, your face..."

"I fell, I fell!" Zheng Xiu turned his head in embarrassment: "Last night when I got up to urinate, I accidentally fell, and it happened to fall on the palm of the boss."

"Hehehehe--"

Xie Luohe laughed happily.

Sounds like a great mood.

fell...?

Xiaotao keenly noticed that the atmosphere between the young master and the eldest lady was a little delicate, and suddenly she felt sour again.

In the middle of the night, fell, fell on the palm.

so coincidental?
Xiao Tao managed to convince herself, looking at the slap marks on the young master's face, she wondered whether she should put some "Black Jade Intermittent Ointment" on the young master, but when she thought about it, she would definitely be scolded by the eldest lady, and in the end Xiao Tao Give up this terrible idea.

Laugh, you still laugh!
Zheng Xiu was no longer afraid of death, so he glared at Xie Luohe viciously.

Careless.

Remember last night.

When he was meditating on the hero post, Xie Luohe stood in front of him, deliberately speaking to him with a "Fengbei" demeanor and tone.

This time Xie Luohe completely deceived Zheng Xiu, making Zheng Xiu mistakenly think that Feng Bei is back.

Then Xie Luohe slapped Zheng Xiu until his eyes were full of gold stars.

Zheng Xiu was angry when Xie Luohe challenged his bottom line again and again.

I want to play with you to the end.

Zheng Xiu was sullen and upset, and desperately stuffed wood into the stove, with such energy, it seemed that the firewood was not stuffed into the stove, but... ahem.

Forget it.

Zheng Xiu smiled and told himself not to be angry.After the pot was boiling and steaming, he warmly poured a bowl of hot broth for Xiao Tao and Xie Luohe respectively.

Xie Luohe looked down at his own bowl, and then at Xiaotao's bowl.

My bowl is full of ginger.

Xiaotao's bowl is full of meat.

Xie Luohe stopped laughing and finished drinking with a sullen face without saying a word.

Xiaotao didn't pay attention so much, she got up quickly to help the young master to fill the soup, when she saw that there was no meat in the pot, only the soup was left, she was dumbfounded.

The breakfast ended in a strange atmosphere.

It is inconvenient for women to go out.

Fortunately, the young master and the eldest lady were not outsiders, Xiao Tao surrounded a narrow space with a piece of cloth, blushed to let the young master avoid it for a while, then hid behind the curtain, rustlingly replaced the wet bellyband, and hid it.

Zheng Xiu walked out of the teahouse to observe the sky.

No snow today, cold wind howling.

In the swishing cold wind, Zheng Xiu shook his fan, fed the horses, counted one or two, and prepared to continue on his way.

It's been a night, and the tea Lao family didn't look back, presumably what Xie Luohe did really scared them.

"Hush hush huff..."

The two horses suddenly became restless, and Zheng Xiu patted the horses' buttocks to comfort them.Turning around, he saw Xie Luohe and Xiaotao walking out of the back room with their bags on their backs.

"Little Yun, be quiet."

Xie Luohe took the reins of one of the horses from Zheng Xiu, and her horse was named Xiaoyun.

By the way, the other horse is Xiaoliu.

It is equivalent to that although the monk is not there, his tenacious spirit is being ridden by them.

"You...how did you do it?"

Before that, Zheng Xiu wondered why Xie Luohe, who was a "foreigner", could ride a horse, but Fengbei couldn't.

"Didn't I tell you earlier." Xie Luohe smiled and gave Zheng Xiu a white look. When he got on the horse, he put an index finger on his rosy lips and said in a colloquial voice: The voice of all things.

Zheng Xiu understood Xie Luohe's lips, and was slightly startled.

Before leaving, when Xiaotao hung her bag on the saddle bag, she looked back at the desolation of the teahouse, and suddenly felt a little emotional, remembering what happened yesterday, and murmured: "I don't know if the child's foot injury has healed yet. Ah ..." As soon as Xiaotao finished speaking, she realized that she shouldn't have said this, and immediately covered her mouth: "Miss, Xiaotao is lying."

"It's okay."

Zheng Xiu pricked up his ears.

After Xie Luohe deliberately imitated Fengbei and said a word, he glanced at Zheng Xiu triumphantly, and then said to Xiaotao: "Do you know how many people were harmed by their family of three before us?"

Xiaotao was stunned when she heard this, and then shook her head vigorously: "Missy is always right."

Xie Luohe said: "If there is an effect, there must be a cause, if not... I will kill them."

At first Zheng Xiu heard Xie Luohe's "no problem" and knew that Xie Luohe was not avoiding the tone of "Fengbei" now, it seemed that she was planning to take over Zheng Xiu's gamble with a new way of playing.Zheng Xiu didn't want to pay attention to it, but after hearing the second half of Xie Luohe's sentence, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "Master, you don't think that you, as the master of Yunhe village, the leader of bandits, can be called a person in the right way?"

The cold air suddenly froze for a few minutes.

Xiaotao pinched Zheng Xiu's waist desperately behind her, trying to remind the young master not to talk nonsense.

She didn't know that the relationship between Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu was subtle, and she was in a strange state of anger.

Xie Luohe was not angry, and asked with a smile, "What is righteousness and what is evil?"

Zheng Xiu shook his head, and calmly replied: "There is no answer to this question, but I hope to be ashamed of myself."

"Well said." Xie Luohe shook the reins, stepped out of the tea house, and said indifferent voice: "I and her, we can only live one or the other. I hope that one day you can really wake her up, and if I die, you will also die." Can say the four words 'have no shame in my heart'."

The back of Xie Luohe gradually receded, and in the wind, the fluttering long hair was rolled up with the wind, like a bottomless black vortex.

Xiao Tao asked secretly behind the young master what was the meaning of their conversation just now.

Zheng Xiu changed the topic in a few words.

But Xie Luohe's words were like a small hammer hitting Zheng Xiu's heart, causing Zheng Xiu to fall into deep thought during the journey.

But the determined Zheng Xiu quickly shook his head and put aside his distracting thoughts.

fake.

he said to himself.

Damn cannibalism.

So terrifying.

If the will is not firm enough, the real world presented in this scroll, the time and space 200 years ago, will eat away at Zheng Xiu little by little.

Fortunately, he was determined and consistent.

Stop and go along the way.

In a blink of an eye, it was February thirteenth.

The sky is bright and the weather is warming up.

Xiaoyun and Xiaoliu's horseshoes were severely worn out on the road with potholes, and they needed to stop in a nearby town to re-shoe the horseshoes.

This would take another two days.

However, according to Xie Luohe's estimate, it would not be a problem to arrive at the Tibetan Sword Villa before the first day of March.

After driving for nearly a month in the barren mountains and ridges, Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe, and Xiaotao almost all slept in the wilderness, or stayed overnight in the village when they passed through the village. Finally, I can take a break in the town and recharge my batteries.

Speaking of which, Xie Luohe really doesn't look like a girl's house in this era.Several times when staying overnight in the village, she took the initiative to come forward and say that they were a couple, that she was a big wife, and Xiaotao was a concubine. Really toss.

Xie Luohe just tried to find a way to laugh at himself.

This is due to the fact that he is not a simple commoner. He has been the richest man for so many years. He has crossed mountains, rivers, seas, and crowds. He has never seen any battles, so don't panic.Zheng Xiu took Xie Luohe's many hidden tricks calmly and calmly.

"Huh... ah~~"

After refusing Xiaotao's request to rub his back for him, Zheng Xiu soaked in the wooden barrel alone in the guest room. The room was filled with heat, and Zheng Xiu felt the pores all over his body dilate, and moaned involuntarily.

With his eyes closed, Zheng Xiu remained motionless, and gradually let out a slight snoring sound.

Consciousness sinks, sinks.

The body is getting lighter and lighter, but the feeling of falling is becoming more and more obvious.

Gudong.

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth and spat out a bubble, and he accidentally entered the "doorway" again.

Zheng Xiu seemed to be in a state of weightlessness, as if floating in the dark lake water, sinking continuously.

The familiar feeling did not make Zheng Xiu feel panic, but he calmly looked at the thick darkness in the distance and let himself sink.

[painter].

pat.

Zheng Xiu stepped on the ground, taupe, cyan, ink, and pure black. Different color bands outlined strange light and shadows, intertwined into a winding road in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes.Looking back, there is a boundless darkness behind him. Looking forward, there is a closed door not far ahead.

There are faint shadows of mountains, rivers, clouds and rivers flowing and flickering on the door leaf.Mysterious and seductive, it seems that there are infinite mysteries hidden, and it seems that strange whispers are heard behind the door, tempting Zheng Xiu to open the door.

The closed door has the words "Wuzi·Seven", which means that in the "Pathway", what stands in front of Zheng Xiu like a tiger in the road is the seventh door of the "Painter" doorway.

Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand and pushed towards the door.

yah-

The ancient door made a creaking sound, Zheng Xiu pushed open a gap, and a dark stream of light leaked out from behind the door.

But the door was only opened a crack, and when Zheng Xiu tried to push it again, it didn't move at all.

"The seventh door seems to be a hurdle."

Commonly known as the bottleneck.

Zheng Xiu didn't force it. In the doorway, his thoughts were clear, and Zheng Xiu vaguely understood something.

His [Prisoner] door also only opened the eighth door.

After leaving Yunhe Village, Zheng Xiu did not give up his painting skills.

He would even let Xiaotao hold the rein on the horse, secretly follow behind Xie Luohe, and draw a "sketch" for her.

At this time, Xie Luohe always slowed down, kicked his horse's hooves, and rode slowly.

At that moment, Zheng Xiuhui felt that the surroundings were extremely quiet.

And every time he rested on the way, Xie Luohe would deliberately order Xiaotao to fetch water, wash clothes and other chores, and then come to Zheng Xiu, spread his white palms, without saying a word.

Zheng Xiu would also tacitly hand over the "Sketch of Xie Luohe's Back View" that he "secretly" drew to Xie Luohe.

Until Xiaotao came back.

This kind of sneaky "Danqing practice" is not only a method for Zheng Xiu to pluck wool, but also a strange "tacit understanding" between Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe.

"Since I am not lazy, it means that the time has not come."

"Or, almost by chance."

As the consciousness rose again, Zheng Xiu watched the "doorway" become more and more distant and blurred during the process of ascent.

In fact, Zheng Xiu has always found it very strange.

In fact, 200 years ago, there were also exaggerated "foreigners" like "Xie Luohe", and thaumaturges like "Gongsun Mo" who could see the way, but why, more than 200 years ago, there was no A kind of unspoken rule has been formed that hides in the city, and there is no court institution like "Yeweiyang" that specializes in dealing with conspiracy cases.

200 years ago, in the world in the painting where Zheng Xiu is now, in the mixed memory world of Gongsun Mo and Xie Luohe, Zheng Xiu understood that thaumaturgy, doorways, aliens, and even eternal life and eternal darkness have always existed, but they are not known to ordinary people .

There are only "martial arts" and "knights" here, and there is no thaumaturgy.

strangeness.

Zheng Xiu wanted to know more and more what caused the decline of "Wulin" during these changes, and what happened in the transitional period between the turbulent era and the peaceful era.

When he opened his eyes, the water vapor in the room had dissipated, and the water was cooling down. Just as Zheng Xiu was about to get out of the tub, there was a knock on the door.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Zheng Xiu sat back in the bathtub.

"Young Master, it's me, Xiao Tao. Your clothes have been dried, Young Master, and Xiao Tao will bring them in."

"Okay, come in, the door is unlocked."

Through the translucent screen, Zheng Xiu saw Xiao Tao tiptoely put a neatly folded set of clean clothes on the edge of the screen, and put the belt, boots, inner lining, and coat separately.

Along the way, although Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu were taking care of Xiao Tao who didn't understand the rivers and lakes, it would be better to say that Xiao Tao was taking good care of their daily life without complaining.

Through the screen, Xiaotao vaguely caught a glimpse of the young master soaking naked in the bathtub, she lowered her head and did not dare to look around.

Just that hazy shadow can make Xiao Tao's imagination run wild.

Ah, can you... can you... can you... can you... ah!

Xiaotao was in a mess.

This is a bold thing that has never been experienced before.

"Xiao Tao, thank you."

Zheng Xiu laughed.

"Xiaotao stepped back first." Xiaotao blushed and was about to leave. Before going out, Xiaotao paused, remembering the experience along the way, and couldn't help saying: "My lord, please don't blame Xiaotao for talking too much. You scold you and say you hate you, but in the years Xiaotao has served the young lady, she has never seen the young lady so...so...close to a strange man, I hope the young master will not think that the young lady is a bad person."

After speaking, Xiaotao quickly closed the door and ran away without waiting for Zheng Xiu's answer.

Zheng Xiu was in the bathtub with a dazed expression on his face.

Xiao Tao, what do you mean by saying this out of the blue.

You are really not afraid that Xie Luohe will hear you.

"Ahem, look, your Xiaotao is very sensible and knows how to speak well for you."

After a moment of silence, Zheng Xiu suddenly muttered in the direction of Xie Luohe's room.

call out.

A long arrow shot through the wall and nailed to the barrel.

The arrow tip was only a few fingers away from Xiao Zheng.

Ultimate control.

Zheng Xiu didn't dare to move in the wooden barrel, he held his breath for fear that Xie Luohe would shoot a second shot.

Nima can't tell, right?

Eavesdropping is addictive, right?

Zheng Xiu stepped out of the barrel carefully, dressed neatly, walked out of the door, and saw Xie Luohe on the corridor with his hands crossed casually on the railing, looking into the distance.

Seeing Zheng Xiu going out, Xie Luohe didn't mention the incident of "shooting Xiao Zheng angrily" just now, and smiled lightly.

"Here, Brother Zheng, come with me for a walk."

The corners of her mouth turned up, and she deliberately put the accent on the word "Brother Zheng".

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(End of this chapter)