man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 220 [Foreign Language] (4600 words)
In the Zheng residence, Mr. Zheng is always the focus of everyone's attention, without exception.

When Fengbei pushed Mr. Zheng out to bask in the sun in the wheelchair produced by Yan Jiji, there were many pairs of eyes in the open and in the dark, watching them quietly.

For a while, whistles kept ringing, and rumors flew wildly.

"When did you teach me your fraternity's dark whistle?"

Zheng Xiu didn't move for a while, Feng Bei listened to the whistling in the yard one after another, always felt that the whistle didn't sound right, so he pinched the soft flesh on Zheng Xiu's waist and asked a little bit angrily.

Feng Bei even blushed and began to worry about what to give Zheng Xiu when he was shy and asked for a "reward".

Then... hold hands?

Can he be satisfied?
Feng Bei flattened his mouth.

Although Feng Bei could have tried everything during the ten years of living in Cicada Valley, the world in the painting, but at that time she lived herself as Xie Luohe and didn't take it seriously.Now back to reality, every time she thinks about Yanaka's madness, it always makes her blush...too bold.

This man is like this, he does not scatter eagles when he sees rabbits, and he is used to a lot of stink problems when he is the richest man.

Squeezing and pinching, Fengbei sighed softly, she still can't get used to the new identity and the new situation.

Whether it is her or Zheng Xiu, it will take time.

On the wheelchair, Zheng Xiu suddenly showed a painful expression.

"Ouch!"

"Oh my ass!"

"Give you a face, right?"

Mr. Zheng was cursing suddenly, at one moment he was extremely angry, at another moment he grinned his teeth as if he had been beaten badly, and his whole body trembled like he was sifting chaff.

Feng Bei was taken aback for a moment, and let go of her hand like an electric shock, she obviously didn't kill her.

"Meow."

Xiao Fengmiao jumped down from the roof like a ghost, and let out a cry.

Fengbei looked back.

One person and one cat stared at each other.

Feng Bei looked at Xiao Fengmiao, and for a moment couldn't tell whether this cat was the one she gave to Zheng Xiu, or the one they had raised in the world in the painting for ten years.

They look so much alike.

But why is it so similar?
Feng Bei frowned, but Xiao Feng Miao lazily yawned, lying on her front paws, her cat's butt protruding high, her hair standing on end, and she trembled.

Zheng Xiu calmed down, sweating profusely.

"call……"

He opened his eyes and wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead with lingering fear, but soon there was uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.

"what happened to you?"

Feng Bei ignored Xiao Feng Miao, who looked very similar to Xiao Feng Miao, and noticed Zheng Xiu's weirdness, Feng Bei asked in a low voice.

"I have learned a new thaumaturgy, and I will show it to you when I have time."

Zheng Xiu has no reservations about Feng Bei, and even has a taste of playing tricks.

He was very curious about what kind of expression his little daughter-in-law would show when he turned into the muscle monster "Birth Demon" in the room and showed off the cannon.

"Comprehend... thaumaturgy?"

Feng Bei was really surprised when he heard the words: "You just fell asleep?" She asked dumbfoundedly: "Your way..."

Zheng Xiu had told her in those ten years that his real path was "prisoner", a natural "prisoner".

Fengbei's voice dragged on, but he didn't continue.

This is a secret between the two of them, Fengbei knows that apart from her, no one else in Zheng's house knows the real way Zheng Xiu went.So Feng Bei kept silent, nodded, and wiped Zheng Xiu's sweat with his sleeve.

"By the way, Xiaofeng was there just now?"

"At..." Feng Bei just wanted to point to a distance away, but when he looked up, Xiao Feng Miao slipped away without a trace.She wondered and replied: "It was still there just now."

"No wonder, I heard a meow in a daze." Zheng Xiu didn't pay attention, moved around in the wheelchair a few times, and suddenly had a bitter face: "My body is wet with sweat, and it's uncomfortable to be wet, and I catch cold easily. "

"Then hurry up and change."

Fengbei replied naturally.

Zheng Xiu bowed his head in a state of contemplation: "But I'm not recovering now, and it's hard to move... Feng, please rest first, I'll see if Zhizhiboboping Lili and the others are free, help me bathe and change clothes."

Behind the flowers in the distance, the graceful figure hiding behind her immediately raised her ears.

When Feng Bei heard this, he squinted his eyes, became alert, and snorted softly: "Huh?"

Zheng Xiu snorted back with a smile: "Huh?"

Fengbei: "Huh?"

Zheng Xiu: "Hmm?"

Feng Bei was defeated again, and pushed Zheng Xiu back to his room: "No need."

"But, like this, isn't it? After all, you outside the picture are still... ahem, the big girl of the yellow flower. This is not good." Zheng Xiu pretended to evade one or two things, and he was very worried about the reputation of the big girl of the yellow flower, Feng Bei. chastity.

Tsk, a big girl with ten years of husband and wife experience.

Come to think of it, it's quite exciting.

Feng Bei gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "No problem!"

boom!
Feng Bei slammed the door shut, the bricks and tiles shaking rustlingly.

After Zheng Xiu returned to his status as the richest man, he started to pay attention to everything again.

Prepare buckets, boil water, set up screens, and deliver clothes.After going through a set of procedures, Feng Bei bathed and changed Zheng Xiu's clothes, and everyone in Zheng's house knew about it.

After Zheng Erniang learned about this, she couldn't laugh or cry, and secretly spit: "Why is the master so public after recovering from his illness?"

She didn't know what Zheng Xiu went through outside, nor what Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei went through, and she didn't know that a hundred years of time was equivalent to living a lifetime to completely change a person's temperament.

Zheng Xiu's changes made her a little unimaginable, but when she looked back and thought about Zheng Xiu's status today, she felt normal again.Which master is not romantic, or the former master was too upright.

The room was filled with mist and steam.

Zheng Xiu was soaked in warm hot water, the pores of his limbs and bones were stretched, and he felt refreshed so far.

With a sullen face, Feng Bei rubbed Zheng Xiu's back vigorously with a towel. Remembering the movement just now, Feng Bei asked with a straight face, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Accidentally." Zheng Xiu replied with a guilty conscience.

Well, being careless on purpose is also considered careless.

Of course, he didn't intend to do anything else. At this moment, Zheng Xiu is more enjoying the feeling of re-acquaintance with Fengbei, a little farewell is better than a newly-married feeling.

By the way, ambiguous.

Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered a word.

In a relationship, ambiguity is always the most addictive period.

Immediately flattered.

He stretched out his hand and swung it on the water surface, watching his ruddy and blood-colored skin gradually recover, Zheng Xiu resisted the urge to use his body to bear the possession of the "birth demon" and show off his muscular cannon.

Usually when he uses thaumaturgy, he uses his avatar as a shell, and uses his avatar to carry the "bird in prison" to carry out inhuman changes.Zheng Xiu had never tried to use his own body to carry the "sparrow in prison". He didn't know what the consequences would be, so he didn't dare to try it lightly.

Now there are more "born demons" in his demonization system, which adds more help.

It is different from "The Sparrow in Prison".

In the gate, Zheng Xiu fought hundreds of rounds with the birth demon, and almost understood the strengths and weaknesses of the birth demon.

The Devil took the route of pure muscle, with astonishing strength, but extremely slow moving speed.Danmo's trump card is the giant cannon fired from his mouth. Zheng Xiu will never forget that Danmo's cannon blasted the gray mist world behind the door into a huge whirlpool, as if stabbing fiercely in the deep sea. Make a hole.

Pure muscles and giant cannons are the romance of men. Slow down, Zheng Xiu thinks it is not a problem at all.

and many more.

Zheng Xiu stroked his chin and suddenly had a bold idea.

Is it possible to use the "Sparrow in Prison" and "Birth Demon" to possess at the same time?
A muscular cannon with wings that shoot wildly in the sky?Isn't this... a high-altitude muscle cannon?

hiss……

To sum up.

Although Zheng Xiu's trip to "Cannibal Painting" was bumpy, he almost put his own heart into it, and was almost taken away by Gongsun Mo in an alternative way. It was extremely dangerous, but in the end he gained a lot.

[Painter] Mendai, he spent a hundred years recreating the painting of cannibalism, and it has almost come to an end.As far as Danqing painting skills and artistic accomplishment are concerned, Zheng Xiu has reached the stage of looking down on the world and becoming a master of a generation.It is no exaggeration to say that even if he has dissipated all his family wealth now, he can make a comeback casually with just this one-handed painting skill. With a simple painting, countless rich people and even the emperor's family can fight for blood and spend money like dirt.

After all, this is the painting power that has been cultivated for a hundred years.

Zheng Xiu even caught the "painter" monster and took it as his own.

[Prisoner] The gate captured "Birth Demon", and the claw-shaped lines on his chest have changed a little, slightly raised, like claws with muscles.

Today, Zheng Xiu is no longer the weak richest man who is powerless when he gets out of prison.Even if he is outside the prison cell, relying only on the thaumaturgy of the "painter"... Zheng Xiu closed his eyes and compared, he dare not say that he can beat Feng Bei, but it is easy to beat Ye Weiyang and the first quarter moon.

In addition to the method of gaining, he also has a new talent inexplicably.

This may have something to do with his ability to vaguely understand the words of the big white snake and the crow-keeper.

[Foreign language (minor attainments)] You stay with non-human creatures day and night, and you are inseparable from them. Over time, you can now vaguely understand their ravings.

It turns out that this is a "foreign language".

Although it was unexpected, Zheng Xiu felt that it didn't seem to be very useful, it was nothing more than a little communication with small animals.

Thinking about it carefully, he probably learned this new skill during the ten years of spending time with Xiao Fengmiao in the world in the painting.

Talk is better than nothing.

For Zheng Xiu, the biggest harvest was those ten years.

Zheng Xiu turned his back to Feng Bei, deeply moved, couldn't help stroking Feng Bei's little hand on his shoulder with his backhand.

The moment Fengbei was "frivolous", his whole body froze slightly, but soon calmed down again.

Zheng Xiu smiled and said, "Actually, that's pretty good."

Fengbei: "Huh?"

"After I saw the door by accident, the first time I entered was Baili Village...the Baili Village 20 years ago saved you." Zheng Xiu said slowly in a nostalgic tone: "Looking back, I don't know A lot of things happened before I knew it, and even if the world changed drastically because of this incident, and the intersection of Eternal World and Eternal Darkness became unstable, I never regretted it."

Feng Bei listened in surprise, she didn't understand why Zheng Xiu said this suddenly, but Feng Bei understood the next sentence.

"Zhu is wrong. Even if he has 1 reasons, he can't let so-and-so die, let so-and-so become a pillar, to suppress Chang Dark. No one is willing to be taken away by Chang Dark. No matter how Chang Shi becomes, this is by no means the right way to respond."

"So, don't think about it, it's not your fault, it never was. It's right for a person to want to live."

Tragedy only breeds more tragedies.

As the so-called glimpse of the leopard, Zheng Xiu learned from the story of Gongsun Mo and Xie Luohe 200 years ago that during the past 1000 years, every hundred years, how many people died wrongfully due to the arrangement of candles.

Let so many strangers fall into the eternal darkness and become human pillars.

Feng Bei stopped rubbing her back, she seemed to be struggling.

Zheng Xiu was right. After returning from the world in the painting, he let Feng Bei know that it was because of his "alive" that all kinds of weirdness appeared in the world.

Because I am alive, the human pillars are not aligned, which makes the boundary between Chang An and Chang Shi unstable.

Sure enough, Zheng Xiu understood her, even though Feng Bei never mentioned this matter, Zheng Xiu also understood Feng Bei's self-blame.

Seeing that Feng Bei didn't speak, Zheng Xiu smiled and threw out his trump card: "Do you remember that I still owe you something?"

Feng Bei's pretty face was slightly startled: "You mean?"

Zheng Xiu proudly raised an index finger, shaking it left and right in front of Fengbei's eyes: "You said, you want a child, Zheng's child. Cough cough, I can work harder to help you conceive... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... — Shrew! Are you trying to murder your own husband?"

"..."

Feng Bei squeezed heavily.

There was a cry like a pig being killed in the room.

Pain and happiness.

The atmosphere in the house is beautiful, double the happiness, and the ride is fun.

Rest for a few days.

The news that Mr. Zheng recovered from his serious illness flew all over the streets and alleys as if he had grown wings. Many Zheng's industries took advantage of this reason to organize a lot of big reward activities.

For example, buy nine and get one free, for example, deposit 1 taels of heaven and earth and get 99 taels of silver for free, for example, Zheng’s Bank’s large-denomination certificate of deposit increases the interest rate.

Zheng Xiu casually throws out a few ideas for people to implement, and Zheng Erniang is so busy that she complains that the bill is getting bigger and bigger, and the money is getting bigger and bigger.

Fast forward to late April.

Under the careful "care" of Feng Bei, Zheng Xiu recovered his health and got rid of his wheelchair. He took the time to walk around the various properties of his family, showing his face, and it took him several days just to go through the motions. How big is the industry.

Previously, there were many gossip rumors in the city, saying that Mr. Zheng's life was hanging by a thread, and the big tree of the Zheng family was about to fall. Zheng Xiu swayed around the city a few times to make these rumors self-defeating.

Zheng Erniang picked a good day and auspicious day, and once again invited Xu Di, the first face-wearer, to come to hold Master Zheng's face to celebrate his recovery, just like a new life.

Since the death of the crowman, there has been no raven in the sky above the imperial city, not even a single one.Yeweiyang Yewei and Xingxiu, who used to like to squat on the roof of the house, disappeared without a trace as if the world had evaporated.

Of course, Ye Weiyang's people didn't really disappear.Rather, they already have their own folk identities, and they have their own occupations. Yezhu lost his "eyes" and was unable to issue orders. The members of Yeweiyang could only hide in the market again and cultivate their skills silently.

The influence of the century of loneliness on Zheng Xiu cannot be removed overnight.When he just "come back", everyone felt strange when he saw him, after all, he hadn't seen him for a hundred years.He even couldn't name many people for a while.

After Zheng Xiu gradually adapted to his original status as the richest man, he called Qing Shisan again and became friendly again.

"Qingpiao..."

Qing Shisan devoted himself to his duties and guarded the master for more than half a month. Now that the familiar name came out of Zheng Xiu's mouth, Qing Shisan was slightly startled, his eyes were blurred, he took a puff of thick smoke, jumped off the roof, walked forward, and smiled. Said: "What is the master's order?"

Back, all back.

Qingpi was deeply moved.

The master never mentioned what happened to him these days.

But Qing Shisan realized from the ambiguity between him and Feng Bei that something happened between them, something big happened.It's just that Zheng Xiu didn't mention it, and Qingpi never asked about it. This is called literacy and dedication.

"I want to have a meeting." Zheng Xiu stood under the sun, Zheng Xiu with his back to the light looked extraordinarily tall in Qing Shisan's eyes.

Zheng Xiu began to roll the roll.

"You, Ji Hongou, Pei Gaoya, Zhizhi, Bobo, Pingping, Lili, Yan Jiji, monk," Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and paused, "How is Xi'er recently?"

As soon as Qing Shisan heard it, he understood, blinked and smiled, "Don't worry, master." He deliberately emphasized the word "rest assured". Since Zheng Xiu asked "Xi'er" instead of "Yueyan", Qing Shisan figured out what Mr. Zheng really wanted to ask from the address and the context. First, after confirming that Xi'er was trustworthy, he continued: "Xi'er, she has been very busy recently, and Ye Weiyang's errands are out of work. She honestly went back to Buzhuang to cut new clothes. After she knew that the master was seriously ill, she secretly visited the door a few times. If it was not inconvenient, she might have come every day and guarded it every day. No, she learned about it a few days ago After you recovered from your illness, you secretly whispered a few times in the car, hey! In the end, it reached Qing’s ears unintentionally.”

"Okay." Zheng Xiu nodded calmly: "Call her, take the secret path, and keep a low profile."

Qing Shisan narrowed his eyes and said concisely: "Understood."

"Recently, what's going on with Ye Weiyang?"

Qing Shisan lowered his head, puffing on his cigarette. Hearing this, he frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "It's not a big deal...it's not, it's better to say that it's quite quiet."

Zheng Xiu also squinted at the sun.

The scorching sun.

He thought of the world in the painting, the murals he saw in the west of the desert.

After a long time, he sighed, "It's too quiet."

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(End of this chapter)