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Chapter 195 The Sunstrider (4700 words)
Zheng Xiu rode a horse, and Xie Luohe and the two rode their horses to gallop, gallop and gallop, straight out of Licheng, all the way to the west.

Until daylight.

They changed positions several times on the horse.

In the end, Xie Luohe sat in front with a smile, squeezed into Zheng Xiu's arms, unable to close his legs.

The sunrise behind them revealed the figures of the two of them, lying long under the horseshoes.

The scene of him galloping with Xie Luohe in his arms reminded Zheng Xiu inexplicably of the dream he had on the night of the reunion night when he was still in the imperial city.

In the dream, he and Feng Bei rode horses, accompanied by the world of mortals, and talked happily, and finally Feng Bei took off his gloves and slapped himself.

Zheng Xiu remembered this dream.

Then he looked down at the woman in her arms who was clearly Feng Bei but who claimed to be "Xie Luohe", suddenly he couldn't tell whether the scene in front of him was real or a dream.

"be cheated."

Zheng Xiu suddenly slapped his head, calling out that he was fooled.

"fool."

Xie Luohe laughed even more happily. When he bid farewell to Zheng Xiu in the room, the deep sadness and misery that had been hidden had long since disappeared.

Zheng Xiu turned his head, glanced in the direction of Li City, and sighed: "I should have thought a long time ago, with your Xie Luohe ability, how could you put yourself in such a predicament."

"Who knows."

Xie Luohe tilted his head, humming and pretending to be stupid.

Zheng Xiu: "If I am deceived by you again, my surname will not be Zheng!"

"You, the compound surname is Gongsun, and the single name is Mo."

Zheng Xiu wanted to deny it.

Xie Luohe turned around and lightly tapped Zheng Xiu's lips with a finger, his bright eyes were full of anticipation: "Just once, whether all this is true or a dream, whether it is today or 200 years ago The past is irrelevant."

Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe in surprise, Xie Luohe had tears in his eyes, and begged, "Even if it's only once, just once. You are neither Zheng Xiu, nor Fengbei, it's just Xie Luohe, and Gongsun Mo, that's all. That's all... okay."

After Xie Luohe finished speaking, he turned his head and lowered his head, his frail shoulders trembling slightly.

Cried?

Zheng Xiu was almost startled out of the emoji.

impossible.

Zheng Xiu immediately denied it.

Xie Luohe turned his back to Zheng Xiu, sobbing like a kitten whimpering from his throat.

After Zheng Xiu wrote the letter, he rode the horse with one hand, stroked Xie Luohe's hair with the other hand, and agreed, "...OK."

Xie Luohe's shoulders shook even more.

"Xieluo River?"

Xie Luohe finally couldn't help it anymore, and laughed wantonly: "Hahaha! You idiot! You lost! A man should keep his word, and from now on, you are Gongsun Mo! Hahaha..."

"Grass?"

Zheng Xiu was dumbfounded.

Laughing all the way, Xie Luohe calmed down.

"Okay, stop teasing you, tell you something, you will be interested."

Zheng Xiu rolled his eyes, thinking whether to leave Xie Luohe behind and return on his own.But Zheng Xiu soon fell into entanglement again. This vast world does not belong to him. Now even the hope of leaving the "Niegong Treasure House" at the end is empty. Now Zheng Xiu doesn't know where to go next even if he says "go back" .

Holding his sister in his arms while struggling, Zheng Xiu immediately pricked up his ears when he heard Xie Luohe's words, and said suspiciously: "You want to cheat again? You want to cheat me, an ignorant little scholar? You are the majestic leader of Yunhe Village, the world The number one villain, as a person who ranks in the weapon spectrum and has a head and a face, can you talk about martial arts?"

"Wu De? Let me tell you!" Xie Luohe took it for granted, replied without shame, giggled and said, "So I promise you, this time, I will never lie to you."

Under Zheng Xiu's suspicious eyes, Xie Luohe talked about something.

"A few years ago, before you appeared, I searched everywhere. I searched painstakingly, read all the strange legends and anecdotes of Fangye..."

"Wait." Zheng Xiu couldn't help interrupting Xie Luohe's story: "You... read?"

"Otherwise?" Xie Luohe's eyes flooded, revealing a little pride that couldn't be concealed: "Don't you think that I, Xie Luohe, am an illiterate wild woman?"

I'm not sure if you can read or not, but the word "reckless woman" is a perfect description.

"Huh? Why are you secretly scolding me in your heart?"

Xie Luohe's eyes were dimmed.

"No, you got it wrong." Zheng Xiu flatly denied it.

"Don't make noise, be quiet and listen to me." Xie Luohe pinched Zheng Xiu with his backhand, but he didn't know where he pinched. The same depression, walked the same path as me."

"Who?"

Xie Luohe shook his head: "His name and identity have long been lost in history. However, I once read an autobiography of a folk doctor, which recorded the strange things of a strange man in a few words. The ancient doctor Call him 'Candle'."

Xie Luohe paused, the blush on his face faded, and he said: "The doctor said in his autobiography that the strange man 'Zhu' had the ability to 'regenerate a broken limb'. It also said that this strange man lived for two hundred years. For more than a year, he still has 'the skin of a mature man, and his spirit is as fierce as a cow'."

Zheng Xiu was first amazed: "Candle? Rebirth from severed limbs?"

After marveling, Zheng Xiu frowned, always feeling that this strange "name" seemed to have been heard somewhere.

A little vague impression.

Xie Luohe didn't notice that Zheng Xiu's face was serious at the moment, she was immersed in her own memories, and said slowly: "Then, I discovered something during many years of investigation, there were many legends in history, there are many Strange people and strange things, some people are not old, some people can see at night, some people travel thousands of miles with only a pair of fleshy feet, and some people are like that candle, reborn from a broken limb. Most of the future generations only think of these strange things, yes The ancients were ignorant and speculative, ignorant and stupid, and only regarded the legend as a joke, and no one believed these strange things."

At the end of Xie Luohe's speech, his voice was ethereal, trembling slightly with the bumps on the road, and his tone paused, Xie Luohe said: "Except for me... I believe it. I later found out that there are 800% of these legends, which seem to be strange. Talking about... the same person. This person has lived for nearly [-] years."

"Later, I followed the footsteps of that person in history, and eventually traveled thousands of miles, crossed thousands of mountains, crossed the desert, and arrived at the end of the desert. Finally, when I got there, I was finally sure that that person had been to the desert and left a clear legend."

"It says that a tall man named Zhu ran barefoot and traveled thousands of miles a day, like thunder and lightning. He worshiped the scorching sun and ran towards the setting sun, all the way to the west, running and running. He ran alone across thousands of mountains and over the Wan Shui. Finally, on a steep mountain, he held the scorching sun in his hand...and was melted."

"The people in the desert are isolated from the world. They enshrine that person as the reincarnation of a fairy god and build a stone statue. At the same time, they record this bizarre legend in murals and pass it down from generation to generation." Xie Luohe's voice was light and light, and he snuggled into Zheng Xiu's arms. She looked at ease, it seemed that Zheng Xiu's embrace made her extremely at ease, or maybe it was because Xie Luohe couldn't bear to stay away from the joy of being up and down on horseback like a cloud.

Xie Luohe moved a little, changed into a more comfortable posture, and then said: "The residents of the desert call that person... the Sun Chaser. They believe that the candle will not be melted by the scorching sun at the end, but will become one with the scorching sun, so they put the candle in the sky. The scorching sun is worshiped as the incarnation of candles, and it has become a local custom and has been passed down."

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he suddenly exclaimed: "I remembered!"

Zheng Xiu was excited for a moment and hugged him tightly, causing Xie Luohe to tremble.

"I remembered! I remembered! Not long ago...no, 200 years later...ah bah, in your dream, me and the monk, that is, your brother..." Zheng Xiu always felt that this relationship It was strange that he couldn't stroke it clearly for a while, so he simply didn't stroke it, and told the story of him and the monk meeting the "hundred-year bug", that is, the "cotton slough".

"At that time, the old Jing Wu once showed me an ancient book called "Eternal Dark Secret Record". In addition to recording the strange event of 'Hundred Years of Insect Cotton Slough', it actually wrote 'Sun Chaser'!"

"So you know." Xie Luohe said so, but in fact he didn't show too much shock when Zheng Xiu heard about this legend, nodded, and said: "In the depths of the desert, there is a place called 'Sun Cicada Valley. 'The place is adjacent to the oasis, and there is a village of hundreds of people located there. They believe in the 'Sunstrider', and for hundreds of years, they have preserved the murals very completely. There are some records on the murals, about, um, Ever Dark and Alien I want to take you to see it with your own eyes."

Originally, in Xie Luohe's era, there was no concept of "foreigner" and "eternal darkness", but the Xie Luohe at this time is not the Xie Luohe 200 years ago. Now Xie Luohe understands this matter through Fengbei's memory.

Zheng Xiu asked curiously: "Don't you remember? Can you draw it?"

Xie Luohe said angrily, "I'm not you, hum, I won't."

"Sure?"

Xie Luohe fooled him over and over again, which made Zheng Xiu almost suffer from "Xie Luohe's disease", but he had to doubt anything Xie Luohe said.

Xie Luohe said firmly: "No, no, no."

Since Xie Luohe killed him in one bite, Zheng Xiu couldn't force Xie Luohe to paint.Moreover, Zheng Xiu vaguely felt that Xie Luohe's actions were not out of temper. Although the place Xie Luohe said was thousands of miles away, even across the desert, since Xie Luohe felt that the murals on the mountain wall of Richan Valley were so important, Zheng Xiu believed that it was worthwhile The reason for going there may be something discovered.

the next day.

The two walked together.

About a month later, Zheng Xiu realized that he had been fooled by Xie Luohe again.

When leaving Licheng, Xie Luohe clearly showed the appearance of "I'm about to disappear", but the two of them rode for more than a month, Xie Luohe was still in good condition, and there was no sign of turning back to Fengbei.

This made Zheng Xiu more certain that in the future, Xie Luohe could only believe half a word of what Xie Luohe said, no more.

They didn't bring any money when they left. On the way, Zheng Xiu could only make a living by selling paintings.Every time he went to a bustling town, Zheng Xiu would use his identity as "Gongsun Mo" to paint landscapes, water, fish, insects, birds and animals. , leaving a lot of good names.

In the world of Danqing, the legend of "Gongsun Painter" gradually spread.

Even when Zheng Xiu just arrived at a place and hung up the "Gongsun" stall, some people came here admiringly and paid a lot of money for paintings.

Many people who came to ask for paintings learned that Gongsun painter had a quirk that he could paint mountains, rivers, birds, animals, fish and insects, but he did not paint living people.Because this unique "eccentricity" has also aroused the curiosity of many wealthy businessmen.

Zheng Xiu also met Hanhan who wanted to force him to draw a portrait, but Xie Luohe persuaded him with his fists, and there was no big commotion.

time flies.

It has been a month since Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu headed west together.

The weather is gradually warming up.

The season of spring in all things.

April 22.

This should have been a day that should be recorded in history, but it was forgotten by history.

"The big thing is bad! The big thing is bad! The border pass has been breached by the barbarians! General Zheng is outside the Yulang pass, leading an army of [-] to stop the barbarians!"

A sad and happy event was told among the people, and it didn't take long before it became known all over the world.

Sadly, the northern border is broken.

I was happy that it was broken, but not completely broken, and was blocked by General Zheng.

One day, Zheng Xiu set up a stall and returned to the inn where he stayed.Like a caring little wife, Xie Luohe stepped forward to take off the backpack for Zheng Xiu, took off the Luohe pen from his waist, and sniffed it on the tip of his nose: "You don't use the Luohe pen, do you?"

"It's useless." Zheng Xiu shook his head.

Zheng Xiu is still drawing the "back view" of Xie Luohe every day, so as to go deep into the door.Xie Luohe collected Zheng Xiu's paintings in a thick pile, and she never let Zheng Xiu use Luohe brushes to paint anything else.In Xie Luohe's words, this pen is called "Luohe Brush", and the Luohe Brush should not be used for vulgar paintings.

Zheng Xiu couldn't hold back Xie Luohe, so he could only follow her.

Seeing in the mirror, Zheng Xiu looked at his face with a thick beard, took out a carving knife, went outside to fetch a basin of clean water, and prepared to shave off the beard and restore his handsome appearance.

Xie Luohe stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the back of Zheng Xiu's hand, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "You better stop scratching."

"Why?"

"A real man should be a bit masculine, with a beard just right, looking festive, and like a little white noodle all day long, looking angry."

When Zheng Xiu heard it, he was dumbfounded: "That's not what you said last month! Didn't you say that it's clean and beautiful?"

"Hmph, it's different now. I've changed, can't I?"

After finishing speaking, Xie Luohe turned around to pack his luggage, and asked, "Have you heard about the barbarian?"

"I heard." Zheng Xiu looked at the sharp little carving knife, remembered Xie Luohe's words, hesitated for a while, put it down, and replied casually.

"Then General Zheng, do you know him?"

"Of course, that's my uncle."

Zheng Xiu didn't know which generation of grandpa it was, so he could only call it "uncle" in general, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Hehe." Xie Luohe chuckled lightly and didn't ask further.Only then did Zheng Xiu notice that Xie Luohe was packing his bags, and his clothes had already been changed into the equipment for going out.They originally planned to leave early tomorrow morning, so Zheng Xiu asked puzzledly, "What's the matter, pack your bags now?"

Xie Luohe paused as he packed his bags, and then sighed softly: "You and I have been wanted by the secret factory. Although this place is far away from the north and the secret factory is out of reach, we can avoid long nights and dreams. You and I need to leave the city as soon as possible."

"Huh? I don't believe it." Zheng Xiu's first reaction was that Xie Luohe was fooling him again. "I don't believe it" almost became his mantra when communicating with Xie Luohe. Zheng sneered: "What am I wanted for? Hiding taxes ?”

As soon as the words came out, Zheng Xiu was at a loss for words.His job of setting up a street stall is uncertain, and he is indeed hiding taxes.

"Don't talk poorly, let's go."

Zheng Xiu's reaction made Xie Luohe angry and funny, he stuffed his bag into Zheng Xiu's arms, made a little disguise, and hurried out of the city.

Since Niegong’s treasure house, the secret guards of the secret factory have chased and killed the knights who used to be proud of the rivers and lakes on the rivers and lakes. The reason is "Anne", forcing the former martial arts knights to accept the imperial court's "Zhao An", and now they wear weapons on the streets Ninety percent less people walking.

Since Xie Luohe crushed his own bow in Nie Gong's treasury, Xie Luohe deliberately held Zheng Xiu's arm, pretending to be a couple, without attracting attention, and easily approached the city gate while officers and soldiers were patrolling.

When he arrived at the city gate, Zheng Xiu realized that Xie Luohe hadn't fooled him this time when he saw the arrest warrant for himself and Xie Luohe.He and Xie Luohe were indeed wanted, and the crime written on the wanted warrant was...rebellion.

When Zheng Xiu saw the word "rebellion", he inexplicably felt ironic.He was a dignified and loyal marquis who was known as a "family of loyalty" 200 years later, but he was wanted for "rebellion" 200 years ago, which made Zheng Xiu almost laugh at his wanted warrant.

Until June.

The closer you get to the desert, the hotter the climate and the sparser the population.

After learning that they were wanted, the two made adjustments to their westbound route, deliberately avoiding towns and staying in villages.

July.

The horse who had been with the two for several months was exhausted and died of exhaustion.

Xie Luohe buried "Xiu'er" in person with a mournful expression - "Xiu'er" was also named by Xie Luohe. At that time, Zheng Xiu complained about this and expressed his protest.Xie Luohe said that Zheng Xiu lost the bet, so he can't call himself "Zheng Xiu", and she just likes to ride "Xiu'er", what can you do with Gongsun Mo.

After the burial of "Xiu'er", the two were only a few hundred miles away from the desert. Xie Luohe, taking advantage of the deserted surroundings, directly held Zheng Xiu's collar as if flying close to the ground, and it only took half a day to reach the edge of the desert.

(End of this chapter)