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Chapter 245 Desolate Temple Orchid Fragrance (2 in 1)

After Zheng Xiu "abandoned medicine and went to martial arts", he was equipped with the trait of [Panlong Eighteen Cuts], so he borrowed a knife from Situ Yong on purpose.

Situ Yong does not seem to regard weapons as his wife like martial arts knights did 200 years ago. If you use our weapons, you are using our old lady's concept. use.

Zheng Xiu picked one out of the six that was as small and exquisite as a dagger.Now Zheng Xiu's [Panlong Eighteen Cuts] has already reached the state of "proficiency". Although it is not as good as the state of Treasure King back then, it is easy to cut ten or eight black tricks with a small dagger.

The power of ten inks.

[Panlong Eighteen Cuts], the fire is perfect, well, as long as there is a knife, it doesn't matter what kind of knife.

"By the way, old genius doctor, after Xi'er obtains the list of the widows of the deceased, please come and feel their pulse. Although Xi'er has investigated before and said that the fetuses conceived by them are no different from ordinary people, I am still a little worried .”

Zheng Xiu borrowed the knife and remembered something, so he turned around and told him.

"Widow?" Situ Yong's old face darkened, "Young Master, I'm afraid it's a little... inconvenient?"

Situ Yong stretched out his index finger and thumb, and pinched it falsely in front of Zheng Xiu, indicating how "a little bit" it was.

"Inconvenient?" Zheng Xiu frowned, and after a while, he understood Situ Yong's worry, and thought to himself, do you still have such concerns?He looked at the old driver and said with a smile: "The doctor is kind."

Situ Yong coughed twice: "Okay, the doctor is kind, the old man will give them a hand, a hand."

The old genius doctor readily agreed.

Wutong Temple is not far outside Lu Town, on a small hill.

Zheng Xiu carried the rucksack with fried fish cakes on his back, the orange cat lay on Zheng Xiu's head, followed by Yin Qingqing who followed Zheng Xiu, and the two of them went to investigate the Wutong Temple together.

At first, Yin Qingqing felt a little reluctant about the strange statue named "Wutongshen" who caused Mo Lie to be so miserable.But since it was the Red King's order, alas...Yin Qingqing silently followed behind the Red King.

This time the little horse Chi Wang did not sit in Yin Qingqing's arms, but each rode a horse and left the city.

On the way, Little Ma Chiwang chattered to the orange cat in his arms from time to time.

"You greedy ghost, Fengbei said before going out that you can only eat two pieces of fried fish cakes a day, do the math yourself, how many meals do you eat a day?"

Hearing this, the orange cat really counted with its fingers.

"Don't count, you can't tell the difference! And you don't have enough claws!" Chi Wang angrily scolded the greedy cat: "Let me tell you first, Fengbei made these fried fish cakes specially for you, and I don't know how to make them. You eat them." Go hungry without it!"

The orange cat got angry, jumped on the horse's head, crossed its hips and glared at the pony Red King, cursing furiously.

"Meow meow? Meow meow! Meow... meow!"

[Can't do it?Can't do you won't learn? 】

"I can't learn it! That's a skill that Feng Bei has practiced for ten years. If it were me, it would be more or less like drawing a cake for you... Huh? I almost forgot that the cake I drew can really satisfy your hunger. Do you want it? Do you want it?" Hey? You still don’t eat the painted fish cakes? You have a noble blood, right? Even if you are born with a “different meow”, it’s still a cat! I don’t care where you come from, eat mine and live in mine On the body of my orange cat, this king has always provided you with good food and clothing, and never cared about it. Now, if you eat two less meals, you will kick your nose and face, right? Stare? It’s useless to stare at me? Before you went out just now Your stomach growled, you sneaked around the corner, stretched your legs, and you buried the toilet paper to wipe your butt in the soil afterwards, do you think I didn't see it?"

Taking advantage of the absence of outsiders here and Yin Qingqing knowing her true identity, Zheng Xiu took advantage of the fact that the orange cat was sneaking around in the morning, and took advantage of the problem to train this rebellious little female cat.

The orange cat looked away guiltily, waved its hands again and again, and meowed twice.

The Red King raised his eyebrows: "It's not you? Huh? That's a coincidence," the little horse Red King sneered: "There are two pokes of orange hairs on the pile of thin cakes, and the hairs are curled into a spiral shape. From this, it can be concluded that the place where the hair falls must be in a unique position, which is very important, and it points directly to the key point. In addition, the cat's hair is stained with your unique smell..."

The orange cat showed doubts, spread its legs and lifted up the robe in front of Zheng Xiu, looked at its own cat's butt, and wagged its tail.

"Hahaha! Are you revealing? The cat hair is bluffing you, there is no hair at all on that bastard! Hehe, your reaction is proof, there is only one truth!" The little horse Chi Wang danced triumphantly, and the horse under him was frightened Jumping out, Yin Qingqing was taken aback, fearing that the Red King would fall off the horse, she chased after him, but found that the Red King's horse riding skills were not bad, and his buttocks sat firmly on the saddle.

Chi Wang pushed his fingers to the bridge of his nose, lowered his head and sneered, showing a complacent expression.

The orange cat showed a deflated expression, purred twice, weakly stretched its paws into the robe, and reluctantly stuffed a half-eaten fried fish cake back into Zheng Xiu's backpack.

Watching the strange interaction between the orange cat and the boy.

Yin Qingqing asked herself from time to time, is this innocent child who is still childlike, really the Red King who is under one person and above tens of thousands of people in the Daqian?
The richest man in the Zheng family?

"Qingqing!"

In confusion, Yin Qingqing's reverie was interrupted by a call from the young man, followed by a package being thrown.

"Hide this foodie's ration!"

Yin Qingqing was taken aback: "This..."

But in the next second, Yin Qingqing obediently rubbed off a small piece of human skin from her arm, opened it suddenly in the palm of her hand, and swallowed the package like a black hole.

The orange cat was held in the arms of the Red King, and helplessly stretched out its paws towards the disappearing package, with a vivid "despair" expression on its face.

Yin Qingqing saw the young man showing a relieved expression.

She suspected that Chi Wang deliberately found a reason not to carry a heavy bag of cat food.

But she has no evidence.

After experiencing a small farce, about half an hour later, the two went up the mountain along the flat winding mountain road, and after a while they came to the vicinity of the Wutong Temple.

The government's ban was posted in the nearby forest, and the road up the mountain was blocked with stones.

Zheng Xiuchao Yin Qingqing nuzzled.

Yin Qingqing used thaumaturgy again to collect away the hill-like pile of stones.

But after taking away the pile of stones, Yin Qingqing didn't hide as usual, but ran aside, turned her wrist, a gray curtain floated out, and stones rustled from the curtain-like human skin fall.

This time Zheng Xiu saw the clue, and asked with a smile: "So, the original weight of the people and things you 'abducted' will be on your body?"

Yin Qingqing shrank her pupils slightly when she heard the words, then shook her head and smiled wryly: "The Red King has good eyesight. It's just that what the Red King said was a little biased, and it wasn't 'original'. After the slaves used thaumaturgy to 'abduct' away living people or things, their weight It will disappear by about [-]%. This is closely related to the depth of the slaves in the door."

"If it's food, it can last for a year. If it's a person... that's all, it's not that the slaves are hiding it intentionally, and the slaves don't know about it."

Zheng Xiu nodded, this is normal. The "time demon" abducts people, but it is impossible to abduct himself.She can put things into the human skin, but she doesn't know what the situation in the human skin is like.

It's like Feng Bei's hand touches who destroys who, but she herself can't figure out why, she calls her ability "ominous", and the natural thaumaturgy of a foreigner is like breathing after undergoing "transformation" awakening Instincts are naturally familiar, but they don't understand the principles.

After clearing the pile of stones at the entrance, the two continued to ride up the mountain. The orange cat in Zheng Xiu's arms was no longer rambunctious, listless, and simply curled up into Zheng Xiu's clothes, clinging to Zheng Xiu's skin, with only half of the cat's head exposed.Obviously, the disappearance of fried fish cakes is a fatal blow to it.

Walking back dozens of steps, I saw a ruined temple in the distance at the end of the path in the forest.Zheng Xiu suddenly reached out to stop Yin Qingqing, turned around and put his finger on his mouth: "Shhh!"

[Someone has been here. 】

Zheng Xiu made a spoken word with his lips, and Yin Qingqing nodded knowingly.After signaling the two to dismount, Zheng Xiu gestured for Yin Qingqing to put the two horses away.

call out!
The miraculous thaumaturgy once again made Zheng Xiu amazed. Yin Qingqing rubbed off two pieces of human skin respectively, and the human skin became bigger and covered the horse.The human skin turned into two small pink balls, which returned to Yin Qingqing's body and disappeared.

But after "abducting" the two horses away, fine sweat broke out on Yin Qingqing's forehead, showing a strenuous expression.

"Do an investigation."

Zheng Xiu observed a string of fresh footprints on the ground, the footprints were embroidered on the soles, just over five inches long, narrow and slender, and they were the footprints of a woman.

The investigation was successful.

A series of messages appeared in front of Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu used the plug-in to observe the time, approximate height, and figure of the woman through the shoe prints.

She looked like a young girl.

But how could the young girl come to the barren mountains and mountains alone?Still wearing embroidered shoes?

Zheng Xiu was puzzled. At this time, the effect of [Survey] was still continuing, and there was a pink air mass in Zheng Xiu's field of vision.The air mass floated intermittently towards the Wutong Temple.

"Is it a... taste?"

Zheng Xiu hasn't used [Investigation] for a long time, and he didn't expect the sense of smell of "smell" to show special "visual" effects under the effect of "Detection".He threw another [investigation] at the "smell" air mass.

"The scent of orchids."

Zheng Xiu sniffed it, but the smell was too weak for him to distinguish.But [Investigation] does not require Zheng Xiu to be able to tell the difference, and it is easy to use to give Zheng Xiu the answer without thinking.

Yin Qingqing was like a horse on her back, and her movements were slow.Zheng Xiu motioned to Yin Qingqing to go up and have a look first, but Yin Qingqing couldn't stop him, and Zheng Xiu disappeared into the jungle in a flash.

"What about people?"

Yin Qingqing froze for a moment, and the boy disappeared in the blink of an eye, which made her surprised again by Zheng Xiu's ability to disappear.I wondered in my heart, could it be that the Zheng Brotherhood's stealth ability was actually trained by the Chi Wang himself?

What Yin Qingqing didn't know was that Zheng Xiu had expected to use [Hide and Trace] when investigating the case, and it came in handy at this time and place.After disappearing, his sense of existence was extremely low, and "places" suitable for hiding appeared in his vision.

Surreptitiously approaching the Temple of Wutong, the temple is deserted, the gateposts are decayed, the plaque of "Temple of Wutong" has been in disrepair for a long time, and only the word "Wutong" remains.And Wutong Temple stands an ancient stone tablet, which records the efficacy of Wutong God in awkward sentences.

The footprints disappeared in front of the temple, and the smell of orchids circled around the temple several times, casting a pink halo in Zheng Xiu's vision.Zheng Xiu didn't dare to go in casually, and followed the trail of "Orchid Smell" to search the Wutong Temple.

After a while, Zheng Xiu yelled at Yin Qingqing in a childish tone: "Ah? Sister Qingqing, come here quickly! This is the legendary Wutong God of 'you must get a child if you ask for it, and you will respond to your request'!"

Yin Qingqing was walking towards the Wutong Temple step by step. Every step she took, a deep footprint was left on the soft soil.Hearing the boy's strange voice from a distance, Yin Qingqing felt chills all over her body, but after a while, her thoughts changed, she understood, and immediately showed a happy smile on her face, and she responded softly to the boy's call: "Go slowly, wait Sister! Really, it’s my sister asking for a child, not you, what are you doing in such a hurry to leave!”

When Yin Qingqing came, Zheng Xiu found no one else around, but he didn't dare to be careless, and passed an [Inspiration] far away.

Small successes of inspiration.

Small successes can also be used.In the clear vision of black and white, the Wutong Shensha Temple did not show the slightest sign of "evilness".Zheng Xiu looked at it and wondered in his heart. He didn't see anything on the surface, so why did Mo Li get pregnant?

"and many more."

There seems to be movement.

Zheng Xiuqiong's eyesight was extremely sharp, and he stared into the depths of the Wutong Temple.Sure enough, in the Wutong Temple, there was a group of extremely faint black shadows. According to Zheng Xiu's experience, this was a reaction of "evil spirits".

The closer to things like "Eternal Darkness", "Ghosts", and "Aliens", the greater the reaction, and vice versa.After Zheng Xiu sorted out the documents of the Ministry of Secrets, he felt more and more that his [inspiration] was something called "filth" from Chang An.

Simply put, the thicker the foul smell, the clearer you can see.

"It's so light."

Zheng Xiu frowned.

Yin Qingqing groaned with a smile, and took the hand of "brother" shyly: "Good brother, shall we... go in and beg for a child now? My sister feels a little panicked. Hmm~"

She hummed tenderly, holding Zheng Xiu's hand and writhing around in place.

"Uh, that person probably left." Zheng Xiu didn't react for a moment when he saw Yin Qingqing's awkward posture, which was completely different from usual. He smacked his lips, and then his mouth twitched and said, "You don't have to pretend, I just wanted to cheat. Trick her and see if anyone is hiding around."

Yin Qingqing was stunned, and the next second, she quietly let go of Zheng Xiu's hand, stood aside, and instantly changed back to her usual calm and indifferent face: "Yes, my lord."

Then I didn't speak.

Yin Qingqing seemed to want to be quiet.

"Aren't you wondering why I'm sure she would be tricked out by me if she was here?"

No one cheered, and the young man felt itchy in his heart. After a moment of silence, Zheng Xiu couldn't help poking his head towards Yin Qingqing, and asked proactively.

"Curiosity, please give me your advice."

"Forget it, your usual talk is really boring." Zheng Xiu waved his hand, lost his thoughts on interacting with his subordinates, pondered for a moment, and saw the young man smiled slightly. Under Yin Qingqing's shocked gaze, the young man walked boldly and fearlessly into the room. The rumored Wutong Temple that "regardless of whether men, women, old or young, worship whoever becomes pregnant".

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