man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 217 Prisoner?prisoner! (4400 words)
After the three of them laughed, they hadn't had time to taste the joy of seeing the sun again.

Almost at the same time, the complexions of Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei, and the monk changed at the same time.

The monk's eyes, nostrils, and ears overflowed with blood at the same time, and he covered his head in pain, as if it had been torn apart.

Although Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei were not likely to "bleed from seven holes" like the monk, the severe headache still caused them unbearable pain, and their eardrums were buzzing.

Zheng Xiu took the opportunity to hug Fengbei.

Feng Bei shed two lines of clear tears.

A big dream, turned into nothing in a blink of an eye.

Although the hundred years they have experienced in the world in the painting seems illusory, for the three of them, they have truly accumulated more than 100 years of "memories".

Fragments of centuries-old memories washed through their minds like a flood in an instant, as if they were about to squeeze their brains out. This kind of pain is difficult to describe in words unless they have experienced it personally.

I do not know how long it has been.

When Feng Bei woke up, he found himself rolled into Zheng Xiu's arms.

Zheng Xiu looked at him with a smile, at this moment Zheng Xiu's posture was clearly still "Zheng Shan".But in the world of the painting they have been husband and wife for ten years, no matter how Zheng Xiu's appearance and posture become, Feng Bei can recognize him only from those eyes.

In the painting, people are fake, but love is real.

The back view is fake, but the tears are real.

Time is fake, but husband and wife are real.

So, true and false, who can tell?

The two hugged quietly on the snow, enjoying the quiet and peaceful moment, as if they were trying to transition from false to real.

"Brother, sister...ah no, Miss Feng, are you alright?"

After an unknown amount of time, the monk knelt aside and scratched his head, asking a little embarrassedly.

Zheng Xiu looked into Fengbei's eyes: "We..."

Feng Bei stretched out his finger, covered Zheng Xiu's mouth, and shook his head slowly.

It was Feng Bei who left Zheng Xiu's arms first, she stood up, her expression returned to her usual coldness, patted the snow on her body, stood aside, and said softly: "It's time to go."

Fengbei's sudden attitude made Zheng Xiu's chest feel tight. He took a breath, nodded, and said nothing.

"Hush-hush-"

After the avalanche, mess everywhere.At this time, a weak sound of voicing a message attracted the attention of the three people.They followed the prestige and found that the huge white snake was still alive, its snow-white scales almost blended with the snow, and looked like a small snow hill from a distance. will ignore the past.

The monk and Fengbei looked at Zheng Xiu at the same time. When they encountered something at this time, they subconsciously let Zheng Xiu make a decision and regarded him as the backbone.

The centuries-old influence of the picture scroll has left a lot in the hearts of the three, but for a while, it is difficult to figure out what exactly is left behind.

In it, Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu are husband and wife, Zheng Xiu once mistook Feng Bei for Xie Luohe, Feng Bei willingly played Xie Luohe, the monk was Xie Luohe's elder brother, and Fan Yao became everyone's sworn enemy in the end.

This layered relationship, just thinking about it in retrospect, is so complicated that it makes one's scalp tingle.

Zheng Xiu stepped forward to check, and the snowdrifts fell, and two black eyes were pitifully exposed, full of pleading.

"Hsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

At this moment, the white snake was already dying, a gash was cut in its abdomen, and it was still bleeding.

Standing behind Zheng Xiu, Feng Bei looked at the vivid look in the white snake's eyes, and was somewhat surprised: "This snake has opened its spiritual wisdom."

More and more small snakes came out from all directions.

They were coiled beside the big white snake, with their pointed heads raised up, and they spit out letters at Zheng Xiu, with a whiff of a sword being drawn.

Zheng Xiu smiled, approached the big white snake, and extended a slap towards the big white snake's head.

"hiss!"

For a moment, the bodies of all the little white snakes were pressed into a spring shape, as if the whole army was about to attack.

"Fizz!"

The letter of the white snake let out a sharp cry, and the reactions of the little snakes weakened.

The monk was also shocked: "It seems to be afraid of us."

"Who cut it just now?" Zheng Xiu asked.

The monk and Feng Bei aimed at Zheng Xiu at the same time: "You."

"Oh, I almost forgot, so it's no wonder." Zheng Xiu grinned, showing a kind smile to the big white snake, and touched the scales on the big white snake's nose: "Do you dare to eat me next time?"

"Hiss..."

"Don't you dare?"

"Fizz!"

"Turn hostility into friendship?"

"hiss!"

"to make!"

One person and one snake answered as if they could communicate with each other. This scene made the monk's jaw drop: "Brother, you can actually understand snake language?"

"I don't understand, but I can probably understand it. Maybe it's because I am more funny with cats, and their eyes look similar."

When Zheng Xiu talked about cats, Feng Bei with a cold expression closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly.

Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand in front of Feng Bei and the monk, and a lot of blood-colored eyes suddenly grew out of his palm.The eyes protrude out of the palm, like a small chain, the sound of flesh and blood squeezed harshly, a slender "pen holder" protrudes along the end of the eyeball chain, the tip of the pen holder is bent by five fingers The composition is quite strange.

Seeing this scene, a trace of nervousness finally appeared on Feng Bei's face: "Are you okay?"

She is worried.

Zheng Xiu shook his head with a smile, grabbed a new paintbrush, bit the tip of his nail and stained it with a drop of blood, painted in emptiness, and drew a needle and thread.

"It may take some time, you all stand back and wait."

Now that Zheng Xiu said so, although Feng Bei and the monk didn't understand why, they still obediently stood in the distance, watching Zheng Xiu's actions.

"Expose your stomach." Zheng Xiu said to the big white snake, the big white snake actually understood Zheng Xiu's words, and exposed the wound hidden in the snow.Zheng Xiu used a knife to cut open the belly of the snake, and the wound was neat, and it is easy to deal with now.After spending a cup of tea to sew up the wound on the snake's belly, he put away the "paintbrush", touched the center of his eyebrows, and started to shake the slot machine.

Next, the monk and Feng Bei saw a funny scene.

First, two large scimitars appeared in Zheng Xiu's hands, and he rushed up the hill with a dissatisfied expression.

Boom!
Tianyin Mountain shook for a while, and another mountain caused an avalanche.

Zheng Xiu was ashamed, ran back covered in snow, and sat there for a while.

The second time, Zheng Xiu had an extra flying knife in his hand, and he threw the flying knife out with a constipated expression on his face.

A small piece of the top of Tianyin Mountain was cut off.

An hour later, the other side of Tianyin Mountain was full of potholes, and the gray mountain wall exposed after the avalanche was full of cracks and potholes. The big white snake looked at the strong man with even more fear and fear.

Until the seventh time, Zheng Xiu rubbed his head in sweat profusely.

A long knife with green light appeared in Zheng Xiu's hand.

"bingo!"

Zheng Xiu finally rubbed out [Broken Moon] with [Medical Theory].

"Don't hide this knife, if you hide, I might not be able to get it out again."

Zheng Xiu reminded the big white snake.

"Hiss..."

The big white snake looked at the green knife light in front of him, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, and he closed his eyes.

Zheng Xiu jumped up high, swung his long knife, and the green rain fell all over the sky, dyeing the white snow into a green ocean.

"Sad God Merciful Rain!"

The sutured wound on the big white snake's abdomen is healing and growing flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

cured.

It can be said that the big white snake came back from a desperate situation, mixed with grief and joy, it happily rolled its body on the snow, and finally lay down in front of Zheng Xiu, stretched out its scarlet letter and licked Zheng Xiu's face.

The monk sighed: "It's amazing!"

Feng Bei pouted: "He knows a lot."

She inexplicably thought of those ten years and blushed.

After Zheng Xiu cured the big white snake, he put away the broken moon.The big white snake and its people reluctantly bid farewell to their benefactor with tears.

Before going down the mountain.

"Wait a minute, I'll cut back and have a look."

The monk was dumbfounded.

Feng Bei understood, and stood behind Zheng Xiu, vigilant about his surroundings.

Zheng Xiu sat down cross-legged, his mind turned back to his prison.

Returning to the prison after a long absence, the scenery in the prison is the same as before.

The gray mist is like a thick deep sea, and the mottled rust is all over the prison.

On the game table, a few villains loomed.

The only change was that a shriveled broken arm was trapped in a corner by several gray chains, motionless.

That is a trick of the painter's way.

Zheng Xiu's biggest gain along the way.

It's just that this weird thing doesn't seem to be integrated with him.Instead, he was bound in a prison of his heart.

"Prisoner...prisoner...prisoner?"

He remembered that at the end of the world in the painting, when the world collapsed, his monster [Prisoner] broke out and turned into a chain to trap the monster [Painter].He is almost certain that the word "prisoner" in "prisoner" may not necessarily be a noun, but it is very likely... It is also a verb.

A person who imprisons strange things.

prisoner.

In the dungeon of Zheng's residence.

Zheng Xiu was shriveled and lifeless.

Zhizhi fell asleep lying on the side. She rubbed her eyes and woke up in a daze. She patted her head and blamed herself secretly. When she looked up, she met a pair of bright and deep eyes.

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth and shouted: "Ghost, ghost! Ah bah! Master, master is alive! Master is alive!"

Zheng Xiu: "?"

"Crack!"

Zheng Xiu barely moved his body and made a crisp sound.The severe pain and weakness in his limbs made Zheng Xiu frown. Only when he returned to his body did he realize that he was in a very dangerous situation.

But he opened his mouth unhurriedly, just about to say something.There were some strange sounds from the hoarse throat.Zhizhi saw that the master seemed to want to say something, so he quickly got up and stroked the master's back. For a moment, he thought that the master was returning to the light, and cried out a dolphin sound: "Master, woo, don't die! What will happen to our Zheng family if you die Is good!"

Your sister is playing tricks on me, right?Zheng Xiu bared his teeth, and forcefully drew the word "Thirteen" in front of him.

Seeing the master's reluctant gestures, Zhizhi finally understood, and hurriedly got up and ran out to find Brother Thirteen.

"call……"

After Zhizhi left, only Zheng Xiu's long breathing remained in the Zheng family's dungeon.Before Qing Shisan came, Zheng Xiu planned to go back outside.Now that the avatar cannot be returned to the original body, the memories that have become blurred a hundred years ago are gradually flooding into his mind. Zheng Xiu is reviewing the memories of the past and making plans for the next step.

Before leaving, Zheng Xiu felt something in his heart, looked in a certain direction, frowned slightly, and immediately relaxed.

"There is something in the palace."

……

Opening his eyes again, Feng Bei was squatting in front of him with his arms around his knees, carefully examining his own face.

When he opened his eyes, there was a flash of panic in Fengbei's eyes, and he was trying to avoid it, but Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand and scratched her nose.

Feng Bei coughed twice: "How?"

Having been a husband and wife in the painting for ten years, Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu met each other frankly.

"Don't worry, my life is very hard, I can't die, I have an idea, talk while walking."

Zheng Xiu originally wanted to draw a big bird flying down, but Feng Bei felt sorry for Zheng Xiu's bloodletting, gritted his teeth and refused to give in, Zheng Xiu couldn't resist, and the three had to walk down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, they recounted their experiences before entering the painting.

Fengbei is fine, after she was brought into Everlasting Darkness in Sun Cicada Valley, she didn't really enter Everlasting Darkness.In fact, Gongsun Mo couldn't draw the ever-dark scene at all, and Feng Bei was equivalent to a long sleep.However, Zheng Xiu and the monk have been grounded for 100 years. The memory of a hundred years ago is strange and vague to them.

While talking, the experience before entering the painting became clear again, and finally, the monk carefully mentioned the "National Teacher".

National Teacher, Sun Chaser, Candle, Night Lord.

A ghost that has wandered the world for 1000 years.

There was an undisguised murderous intent in Feng Bei's eyes, but after a while, the murderous intent faded from her eyes, the corners of her lips curled up, she looked at Zheng Xiu softly, and then quickly moved away.She is in a complicated mood now, and her thoughts towards Yezhu are more hatred, but if she thinks about it carefully, if Yezhu hadn't set up a trap, if she hadn't been involved in the cannibal painting, she wouldn't have fallen into the illusory time and space of a hundred years ago with Zheng Xiu, Not to mention the unforgettable, plain and warm ten-year husband and wife experience.

Those ten years, like a hoofprint, were engraved in Fengbei's heart.

Regardless of whether the two admit it or not, whether they mention it or not.None of them can let go of those ten years.

Zheng Xiu didn't notice the little Jiujiu in Feng Bei's heart, and said in a deep voice: "In the painting, in the last hundred years, I fell into half-madness and pretended to be bewitched by candles... Hehe, although I pretended, in fact, I had no choice at that time. In short, during those hundred years, I painted cannibal paintings day and night in the underground of the palace, absorbed countless human souls, and opened the entrance to the eternal darkness in the underground of the palace."

Feng Bei didn't know this part.Although Zheng Xiu's tone of talking about the century-old loneliness sounded understatement and not worth mentioning, but Feng Bei listened, his heart was secretly pulled, and he frowned and asked: "You mean..."

"I mean, in history, Gongsun Mo completed the cannibal painting there, opened up the eternal darkness, and became the human pillar a hundred years ago."

Zheng Xiu counted with his fingers: "Now I fully understand what is said on the mural."

"The Sun Chaser chased the 'Scorching Sun'. I don't know what he saw, but it was related to the darkness. He has a deep taboo on the 'Scorching Sun', and he does not hesitate to choose three strangers from the vast sea of ​​people every hundred years to become a pillar of human beings. Use countless human lives to create a border land, force Renzhu to perform the Innate Alien Art, let Chang An take the three Renzhu away, and then return Changshi to a hundred years of peace."

"No wonder," Zheng Xiu said with emotion: "The stranger is born with the ability to master thaumaturgy. But if the night master becomes successful, there will be no thaumaturgy in the world, because the human pillar has already entered. Do you remember that in the near hundred years During the period, there were many evil legends in the world, presumably this is what Zhu was worried about."

The monk listened, his brows twitched: "Brother, what do you mean, that guy is actually a good person?"

Zheng Xiu shook his head: "I don't mean that. But anyway, since he dealt with us, he has formed a death feud. If he doesn't avenge this feud, my surname will not be Zheng. Let's not mention this matter for now. What I want to say is that back then It is true that Gongsun Mo opened Changdar in the imperial city, so the reason why Zhu insisted on using a roundabout way to lure Fengbei away from the imperial city is reasonable."

Under the thoughtful eyes of the two, Zheng Xiu smiled and expressed his thoughts: "Underground of the imperial city, the entrance to the ever-darkness is very likely still there. Or, there is a hidden place underground under the imperial city... Incomparably close to constant darkness."

The monk frowned and scratched his bald head, not understanding much.

"I understand." Fengbei's eyes showed shock: "You mean, Zhu didn't dare to approach the imperial city at all?"

"That's right! Ma'am is smart." Zheng Xiu deliberately and accidentally called Feng Bei "Ma'am", but the latter did not deny it by default. As the first alien, once he appeared in the imperial city and clashed with us..."

"The first to be taken,"

"it's him!"

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