man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 276

The next day.

Autumn is high and crisp, and the fallen leaves are withered and yellow.

A ray of morning light reflects the golden leaves all over the city, and the vendors sweep their doors.

A fast horse galloped on the street with few pedestrians, and stopped in front of the Red King's Mansion.

"I'm Xi'er, open the door quickly, I have something important to report to the Red King!"

In the Disaster Prevention Bureau, the Red King had already become a half-hands-off shopkeeper, and Chang Shihui couldn't get in touch, so Xi'er hurried straight to the Red King's mansion.

Xi'er, who has been a gold medal undercover agent for many years, is familiar with the layout of the Red King's mansion. After the servants opened the door, Xi'er went straight to the living room, fidgeting and waiting for the Red King.

The Scarlet King was wearing a large golden silk robe, with one hand on the front, and walked out from behind lazily, yawning.Seeing Scarlet King's slightly haggard face, Xi'er couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, wondering why Red King went there last night, looking like he was drained and sucked.

"Master, is your Chang See?"

Xi'er struggled to look away from Chi Wang's well-defined chest muscles, gulped down a mouthful of saliva, and asked calmly.

"Uh……"

Zheng Xiu touched his waist, patted his head, and Chang Shihui fell into Fengbei's room.

He asked: "It's so early in the morning, what's the matter?"

When Xi'er heard this, she cleared up her mood, turned serious, said what she meant, and lowered her voice as if whispering, "Master, Xi'er suspects...there is an inner ghost in the Disaster Prevention Bureau."

"Oh? To elaborate."

Zheng Xiu sat in the chair boldly, with his back straight and his expression calm and majestic.At this time, Jing Xuemei, who was sensible, had already brewed tea, stepped out from behind the screen, and brought it to the table.

The Red King blew and blew three times, glanced at the tip of the tea leaves floating on the surface, and took a sip.

Xi'er worriedly told the "big event" that happened last night.

"Master, there was a terrifying movement in the suburbs last night."

"A piece of evil blood shot up into the sky, followed by a series of earthquakes and mountain shaking."

Xi'er vividly drew the scene of "hula soaring to the sky" with her hands.

"When Xi'er learned about this, she immediately went to investigate."

"It's actually Feng Zhu's former residence."

"There was half a bald mountain left there, but now it has been razed to the ground!"

"There are many mountains near the capital city. Instead of smashing other places, we smashed Fengzhu's hometown? There must be something wrong!"

"Hmph! Not many people know the original location. Now that Fengzhu's hometown has been hit hard again, Xi'er suspects that this is a premeditated provocation!"

"Someone wants to harm Feng Zhu!"

"This is a demonstration! It must be the work of an insider in the Disaster Prevention Bureau!"

Xi'er spoke in one breath, but Chi Wang, who was sitting on top, spurted hot tea with a "poof".Phew~ all sprayed on Xi'er's face.

Xi'er was so dazed that she didn't even bother to wipe off the tea stains on her face, her mind was full of random thoughts and imaginations.Ah this?Could it be that the Red King suspects that Xi'er is an inner ghost?Can't it?Or does the Red King have a problem with Xi'er?Remind Xi'er in this way?
"This matter..." Zheng Xiu coughed twice, put down his teacup, "Don't worry about it."

Xi'er was puzzled, while wiping the water sprayed on her face, she wondered, "Why don't you care about it?"

"I don't care if I say I don't care about it. Who would have nothing to do to smash Fengbei's house? It must have been an earthquake, or a meteorite fell in the middle of the night and hit Fengbei's mountain. That's all, don't worry too much about it .”

"Master...why do you look so embarrassed?"

"Not embarrassing, not embarrassing."

Because Xi'er suspected that "there is an inner ghost", she skipped the process and directly handed over the case to the Red Prince's Mansion.

The Red King closed the case quickly, and in front of Xi'er, he used Chang Shihua to issue an announcement, publicly naming and praising Xi'er for his diligence and dedication, and promised to pay 500 taels of silver as a performance commission.

There was an uproar in the Disaster Prevention Bureau.

It was the first time since the establishment of the Disaster Prevention Bureau that it was publicly praised by the Red King.

Xi'er is very happy.

Zheng Xiu thinks it's nothing. As a leader, occasionally giving his subordinates some candied dates can stimulate other people's enthusiasm for work, which is beneficial and harmless.

Before Xi'er was about to leave, Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered something and called out to Xi'er, "You cut Fengbei's dress yourself last night?"

Xi'er nodded.

"Ahem, it's as thin as a cicada's wing and as smooth as skin, not bad." Zheng Xiu reminded, "You can try to make a pair of socks with such craftsmanship."

"Socks?" Xi'er was taken aback when she heard this, "What socks?"

Zheng Xiu lowered his voice to remind one or two, stimulating Xi'er's inspiration.

When Xi'er heard this, she suddenly realized, as if enlightened.Zheng Xiu's reminder made her think of the new possibility of "Cai Niang", she didn't even care about the polite words, and left in a hurry, as if she was rushing back to Buzhuang to try out the idea of ​​the Red King, making some socks or something .

She had a strong premonition that once the "socks" mentioned by the Red King came out, and once they were sought after by the ladies and girls in the city, she would be able to take a leap forward in the door.

One small step for a sock, one giant leap for her!

Xi'er walked quickly, Zheng Xiu hadn't had time to say what color and fishing net he wanted, seeing everyone was leaving, so he had to give up and see if he could make it.

As for who wears it, Zheng Xiu doesn't need to worry about it.

Walking back to the side room, Zheng Xiu nodded secretly. This was for Xi'er's promotion, and nothing else.

As a tailor, you need to continue to innovate and scale new heights in order to become bigger and stronger.

Recalling the fierce battle on the mountain last night, Zheng Xiu still has lingering fears.

He gesticulated with both hands in front of him, recalling the feeling of his hands twisted and turned into "chainsaws".

If it hadn't been for his personal experience, Zheng Xiu would have found it hard to believe that the so-called [Claw of the Abyss] actually turned his two hands into "chainsaws", two huge chainsaws nearly three feet long, turning with a chi-chi.

The wound left by [Claw of the Abyss] cannot be healed, and will always be in a state of "bleeding" unless Zheng Xiu cancels the avatar.

Last night, Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei had a real fight, Feng Bei slapped the mountain into pieces, in the ruins, the two hammered each other, Zheng Xiu's eyes were red, until his chainsaw almost fell on Feng Bei's back , The moment of clarity made Zheng Xiu stop.

"It would be a perfect incarnation if there is no 'crazy attack'." Zheng Xiu blamed himself secretly, but after thinking about it, isn't [crazy] a kind of restriction?

Follow the "rules" and obey the "restrictions", this is what the thaumaturgy should look like.

Zheng Xiu suddenly thought of Jiang Gaoyi. Although Jiang Gaoyi had stepped into the [official person] way for a while and realized the ability to "observe words and observe colors", he was devoted to being an official and did not further develop his own thaumaturgy. There were only rules and no restrictions, which made Jiang Gaoyi Until now, apart from being able to read other people's micro-expressions, he has never shown anything special.

"Even if it is the same way, or even the same person, different thaumaturgy will be born with different development methods. Even if there are only subtle differences in rules and restrictions, the final results may be quite different."

Zheng Xiu thought that although his understanding of "Gateway" was not thorough, he knew better than many people.Most of the strange people who get a glimpse of the door only know it but don't know why, and they don't know the reason.

Approaching Fengbei's yard, the orange cat lay quietly at the door, listless.Early in the morning on weekdays, Fengbei would make fried fish cakes for Orange Cat for breakfast.The fried fish cakes are gone today, and the orange cat is in a bad mood.

Zheng Xiu approached on tiptoe, and asked in a low voice, "Where is she?"

"Meow meow."

The orange cat lazily raised its paw and pointed to the room.

"woke up?"

"Meow……"

The orange cat lay down again, closed its eyes, and looked like it didn't want to talk to anyone.

"it is good!"

One person and one cat can communicate without hindrance.

Ever since Zheng Xiu learned that chatting with Maomao can invisibly brush up the [Foreign Language] level, it is never wrong to play more with cats.

Who would refuse to master one more [foreign language].

Walking to the front of the house, the door was ajar but not locked.Zheng Xiu suddenly had a bad premonition, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, the door opened with a yelp, and the white lotus root pulled Zheng Xiu's clothes, and dragged the Red King into the room forcefully.

Zheng Xiu's vision flickered, the sky spun for a moment, and he was pressed to the ground in the blink of an eye. A smooth foot nimbly peeled off the skirt of his clothes, stepped on Zheng Xiu's chest lightly, and whirled.

"Feng Bei" raised his hair, pointed at the wound on his forehead with a smile: "Look at what you did."

Although the two leveled a mountain last night, there was no danger of their lives.

It's just that Zheng Xiu accidentally injured Feng Bei's brain.

Zheng Xiu didn't respond, and moved his bare feet down little by little.

Gudong.

"Can I understand that...you pretended to be like this on purpose?"

The key point was grasped, Zheng Xiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with difficulty.

"you guess?"

"Feng Bei" covered his mouth, giggled, and the endless amorous feelings made the temperature in the room rise a few degrees quietly.

What happened last night only left a small sequelae:
Fengbei used too many "Luohe Divine Arrows" last night, a little bit, and there is no going back.

……

Escaping from Fengbei's devil's feet with difficulty, Zheng Xiu clutched his waist and fled out of the Scarlet Prince's Mansion in a nonchalant manner.

Just stepped out of the gate of the palace, ready to go to the Disaster Prevention Bureau to take shelter.

"hiss……"

The sound of the poisonous snake uttering letters came from above the head, and the snake's hair was stained with dew, as if it had been squatting on the door all night.

"Where's my brother?"

As soon as the snake saw the Red King, it twisted its waist, and the snake's waist swam flexibly, blocking the Red King's questioning.

"Quick! Qingbang! Take it!"

Whoosh!A puff of smoke followed, enveloping the snake.

The snake lost its way in the smoke.

Zheng Xiu ran out without looking back.

First came the four orchids, followed by Fengbei whose brain was broken and who couldn't tell whether he was Fengluohe or Fengbei, and then seemed to be eyeing Zheng E's snake... Zheng Xiu vaguely noticed that he had been by his side recently Strange things are happening.

Zheng Xiu searched all over the street, and finally found Wei Chen who was setting up a stall by the side of the road to tell his fortune.

"Take a step to speak!"

"Blind Chen Wei" has gained a lot of fame in the downtown area.Many people come here admiringly.Wei Chen sat on a small bench inside and outside his booth a few times, touching the bones one by one with a smile on his face, as if enjoying it.

Zheng Xiu booked a room in Xiangmanlou and had a secret talk with Wei Chen.

He first asked some questions about the policy of the current dynasty, the situation of the two countries, the northern barbarian problems, the people's livelihood and the economy, and the way of the emperor. After Zheng Xiu asked many sensitive topics, Wei Chen listened quietly the whole time, with a smile on his face, without saying a word. hair.Until the end, Wei Chen's white pupils moved to Zheng Xiu's direction, and sighed softly: "What Chen knows, he has already confided in the Chi King. Even if he asks thousands of times, Chen still gives the same answer."

"If Chen's guess is correct, the Red King...has something else on his mind?"

Wei Chen was blind but not blind, and soon saw that the questions Chi Wang talked about were all asked before, so he naturally wanted something else.

Zheng Xiu asked curiously: "Is your 'bone fortune telling' really accurate, or is it just nonsense?"

Wei Chen chuckled: "For sure, what Chen said doesn't matter. If King Chi is curious, why don't you try it yourself."

He stretched out his palm to Zheng Xiu, that hand was full of burn scars, it was hideous and terrifying.

Zheng Xiu took a breath and put his hand in Wei Chen's.

Wei Chen carefully touched and kneaded Zheng Xiu's metacarpal bones with both hands, making Zheng Xiu's metacarpal joints make crisp sounds from time to time.

"It's so heavy... evil spirit."

Wei Chen muttered to himself: "The hands of the Red King, have you ever held a fierce weapon in recent days?"

Zheng Xiu was taken aback when he heard the words, and was about to say no, but then he remembered that when he projected [Zheng Kuang] last night, his hands turned into a jigsaw of flesh and blood, which was the [Claw of the Abyss] attached to that special character.Zheng Xiu swallowed his words, and wondered in his heart, is it really so accurate?
This Wei Chen really has something.

The "fireworks" that Wei Chen used to display, and the "fortune-telling by touching the bones" at this moment, seem to have nothing to do with Wei Chen's "usurper". The [Usurper] 200 years ago was Cheng Xiao who killed the current emperor. The strangeness of the two people was so different that Zheng Xiu couldn't figure out what the real thaumaturgy of the [Usurper] was.

When Feng Bei and him were deducing the door path map, Feng Bei said that there was a kind of "Psychographer" door a long time ago, and there were very few people who had the real ability to get a glimpse of the door path, and most of the people in the market were bullies.The [Fortune Telling by Touching the Bone] that Wei Chen is showing now is also subtly different from the "Buying" of the [Credit Knife Man].

Wait, thinking of this, Zheng Xiu's heart skipped a beat, and an absurd idea emerged.Could this [usurper] be called a "usurper" because he can steal other people's thaumaturgy for his own use?
What is being usurped is... the ranking of the gate?

Zheng Xiu was thinking secretly, but did not answer Wei Chen's question.But for Wei Chen, Zheng Xiu's silence was already an answer.Wei Chen nodded, smiled, and continued to touch the bones.After about a stick of incense, Wei Chen's expression changed a few times, his brows stretched, and he shook his head: "There is a saying that may not please you, if King Chi doesn't believe it, just treat it as nonsense by Chen, and don't take it seriously."

"But it doesn't matter."

Wei Chen pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "My lord has been lucky recently."

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth, noncommittal.

Wei Chen paused, shook his head, and smiled wryly: "Maybe Chen is not good at skills, or the prince's bones are exquisite, and there is no one in a million. Chen only thinks that the prince's bones are like flowers in the mist and the moon in the water, which seems to be bright. , but it is ever-changing and unpredictable.”

Zheng Xiu nodded calmly: "Speak human."

Wei Chen was stunned, and pursed his lips tightly: "The prince is really a strange person, his fate is unpredictable, and luck and calamity are only in one thought. If the peach blossoms are prosperous, calamity is often hidden."

Zheng Xiu understood it this time, and said with a strange expression: "You mean this king ordered Lanhua to commit crimes recently...cough cough, Peach Blossom?"

Wei Chen nodded: "If Chen is not mistaken, the prince will face a catastrophe soon... a catastrophe. But it is very easy to resolve it." He smiled and dipped a little sake in the glass, and wrote a word on the table.

"Just avoid the word."

Zheng Xiu's pupils shrank.

The water stains on the table formed a crooked "North" character.

(End of this chapter)