man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 56 Bunch!hand!At once!capture!
"Shh! Be quiet!"

"Uh, young master, don't blame Qing Shisan for talking too much. Dare I ask whether this 'building a dungeon' is the master's order, or your idea?"

At this time, Zhizhi and the others looked haggard and hidden their melancholy. They passed the courtyard corridor and walked towards the east chamber, as if they wanted to greet the young master.Zheng Xiu hurriedly covered Qing Shisan's big mouth: "It was my father's idea! He has long wanted to do this!"

Qing Shisan's eyes drifted to the corridor, looking at Yingying and Yanyan, his heart was clear, and he suddenly understood, but he took a breath of smoke, frowned and said: "It's wonderful! But I'm afraid I can't hide it! "

"You just say that building a wine storage cellar is just a cellar or a dungeon. God knows, you know, my father knows, and others, who dares to talk nonsense?"

"Young Master is brilliant!"

Qing Shisan cupped his hands, smiled broadly, and blinked desperately at the young master as a signal, thinking that the silent master was so kind, and said rightly.

As expected of the blood of the Zheng family, he spoke clearly and clearly.

After finishing the order, Zheng Xiu left the house in a hurry, got on the Zheng's Express, and went straight to the post station designated by Fengbei.

This station is a serious station.

It is dedicated to the Yeweiyang department, equipped with high-quality horses.

Zheng Xiu got out of the car and ordered Zheng's coachman to go to Zheng Jiaqing Shisan to ask for money, and then walked to the post station.

At the gate of the post station, three people have already been waiting.

Feng Bei was the same as before, dressed in black with moon pattern, with his hair tied behind his head, standing there without saying a word, standing still.

Like a lonely pine tree.

The other two talked in low voices.

They are Fengbei, Yueyan, and Douxie.

Both Yueyan and Douxie were wearing black boxes with fat cats inside, and they were dressed professionally.

Zheng Xiu didn't know the young boy who was looking around like a dog, and he looked a bit in need of a beating, but when he saw the other person clearly, Zheng Xiu's heart skipped a beat, and his thoughts were outrageous.

"Isn't this Xi'er, the chief tailor of my Zheng's cloth shop?"

When Zheng Xiu shouted outrageously from a distance, Dou Xie and Yue Yan also noticed the handsome young man walking towards them.

Yueyan took a look, her face was strange, and she looked at the silent Fengbei: "Master Shangxian, this is what you said... the son of an old friend?"

Feng Bei nodded.

Yueyan asked again: "Yueyan dares to ask, isn't your old friend... surnamed Zheng?"

Feng Bei still nodded, acquiescing.

Yueyan secretly sighed, she really looks like his father.

Feng Bei didn't go into detail about the process of getting to know each other in detail, but Yueyan was sure that he was Zheng Xiu's child after just one glance.

Soon Zheng Xiu came to the three of them, lowered his head and said obediently: "You two beautiful sisters, this little brother, I am Zheng E, can we go?"

Fengbei seemed to have greeted her in advance, Yueyan was not surprised now, but wondered why Fengbei was so involved with Zheng Xiu.

He even took his baby with him.

"Brother!" Dou Xie stepped forward and patted Zheng Xiu on the shoulder dissatisfied.

Zheng Xiu glanced at Dou Xie.

Rich experience and professional habits tell him that there seems to be an excellent fleece standing in front of him.

……

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

After half an hour.

A rather delicate carriage was driving on the official road, heading east.

The driver is Dou Xie.

Fengbei did not intend to take the coachman there on this trip.

Originally, Dou Xie had some opinions.

But as soon as Feng Bei approached the horse, the horse hissed and screamed, as if it had seen a ghost;

Dang Yueyan said with a smile that she accidentally made an extra small men's hardcover shroud last night;

When Young Master Zheng said that he had never held a horse rope since he was a child.

So Dou Xie could only curse and be willing to be a coachman.

Feng Bei was alone, sitting on the roof of the carriage, staring into the distance.

Two ravens flew out of the imperial city, one left and one right, flying with the carriage.

Ye Weiyang and Xingxiu go out to handle cases, and the soul-chasing lamp and raven are standard equipment.

"Come on, young master, tell me."

inside the carriage.

Yueyan got closer, and smiled sweetly: "Yueyan has been in Ye Weiyang for three years, and all she has heard is the frightening rumors of the third master Shangxian. This is the first time I heard that the third master Shangxian personally leads the newcomers. What kind of way did you see?" , can actually make Master Shangxian look at you with admiration?"

Yueyan took the initiative to talk.

Seeing her sticking so close, Zheng Xiu moved a few steps away.

No matter how human he looks, he is not human after all.Zheng Xiu was worried that these thaumaturges would see the clues.

But obviously Yueyan didn't seem to treat him as an outsider.

"Since Master Shangxian San took you personally, it is a certainty that you will become a star in the future. You will be your own in the future, so why can't you say it?"

"I... am not a thaumaturge."

Zheng Xiu answered honestly.

"No?" Yueyan frowned: "How is it possible? Then why did Fengbei take you to Xiangu Temple?"

"Someone in the Zheng family fell into thaumaturgy. Sister Fengbei came down to earth like a fairy, a bodhisattva with low eyebrows, with a heart of truth and kindness, pure gold and jade, so she acted out of righteousness."

Zheng Xiu spoke very loudly, with a childish voice.

On the roof of the car, the corners of Feng Bei's mouth curled up.

Although Fengbei couldn't see the expression on his face, Zheng Xiu was sure that Fengbei must have listened to it in his heart. She used to eat this way back then, and Lao Zheng knew it well.

Yue Yanrun opened her mouth slightly, closed it after a while, and said: "That seems to violate Ye Weiyang's regulations. Ye Weiyang has iron rules, and innocent people must not be involved in the investigation."

Feng Bei heard the conversation between the two on the roof of the car, knocked on the roof of the car, and said calmly: "It's okay, as long as he is safe and sound, there is no involvement."

"Look." Zheng Xiu pointed to the top: "This is called having a well-thought-out plan, and it's called a pattern."

Yueyan was speechless for a moment.

Originally, Yueyan wanted to chat with some insiders, but when she heard that Zheng Xiu was not a thaumaturgy, she suddenly felt that it was boring, or she didn't dare to say more, and she was speechless all the way.

Two hours later.

There is still more than half of the distance to the Xiangu Temple. There are tea stalls on the official road, and there are a few wanderers resting in the tea stalls.

A group of four rested here.

Even if they don't need rest, horses do.

After eating some roughage, Fengbei and Yueyan said they would go into the forest to pick some wild fruits to satisfy their hunger on the way, so they walked into the forest.

The carriage stopped not far away under the shade of a tree, and Dou Xi took out his pen and ink and copied the scriptures while he was free.

Zheng Xiu was curious and took a closer look. The title of the book was "Lan Xin Ruo Meng".Zheng Xiu vaguely remembered what was said in the book, that the male and female protagonists are of the same family, the heroine is independent and self-improving, dissatisfied with the marriage and will not marry, the second male takes the opportunity to intervene in the middle, a sadistic love triangle, the female protagonist repeatedly jumps around, the second male dies of serious illness, and the female lead dies of serious illness. The master married the male lead with a heart full of pain and a posthumous son. The male lead liked to mention mother and son, and good things come in pairs.

In the end, the praise is the deep love of the heroine and the tolerance of the hero, which is deeply moved.

Zheng Xiu asked why Dou Xie copied this thing, and kindly reminded the children not to read these by the way.

Dou Xie's nose was turned upside down, and the arrogance between his brows could not be concealed, he snorted coldly: "I'm not an insider, don't ask about the insider affairs! Don't ask too many questions, or you will cause trouble."

The implication is that this is an insider's business in our thaumaturgy circle, you mere young master of the richest man, what's the matter with you?

Zheng Xiu nodded.

That being the case.

Master Zheng touched his forehead silently, and the dice came out.

The boy still bowed his head to copy the hypocritical novel, and didn't pay attention.

The flight path of the raven in the sky is as usual.

The black cat in the black box is dozing off.

No response.

Zheng Xiu was even more certain. It seemed that only when he and the avatar were combined together would they be complete, similar to the unity of the human soul, which would trigger the alarm of the raven or the soul-chasing lamp.

Then, don't blame me.

【provocative】!
The classic routines of the Treasure King back then have reappeared after 20 years.

"Your handwriting is ugly!"

Zheng Xiu's words instantly aroused Dou Xie's anger, Dou Xie dropped the pen and paper, roared and rushed towards Zheng Xiu with a ferocious face.

When Zheng Xiu punched, he only used [-]% of his strength.

Dou Xie took it with his face.

Boom!
Dou Xie flew several meters with a crash as if hit by a car, nosebleed backed up.

[You hit the opponent with a straight punch with your waist and horse together, and your boxing skills have gained a little experience. 】

[Your muscle strength has been extremely meager. 】

[You provoked someone and successfully aroused the anger of the other party, and your 'provocation' gained a little experience. 】

Dou Xie punched him straight in the face, and golden flowers appeared in front of his eyes.

After finally recovering his breath, the Douxi people were dumbfounded.

"Is this fucking ten years old?"

Dou Xie didn't believe it.

He is sure that this must be a false report of age!
Mr. Zheng was amused when he saw that the other party was so proactive, so he threw another [provocation] in coordination.

Dou Xi charged again, clenching his fists.

On the way, he felt inexplicably very angry, very angry, and he didn't know why, just angry.

dong dong dong dong.

After being beaten by a ten-year-old boy a dozen times in a row, Dou Xie's anger was completely ignited when he saw Master Zheng's half-smile expression, and he took out a book with his backhand.

bass!
In an instant, Dou Xie burst out with terrifying wind pressure all over his body, his hair was flying, and he could move without wind. This aura was very frightening to watch.

"Humph! If you don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know how to write the word 'death'. Let me teach you today, Dou Xie! What is 'writing the truth'!"

Dou Xie opened his handwritten book and shouted angrily at Zheng Xiu:
"Evil barrier! Shut up! Hand! Just! Capture!"

In fact, Zheng Xiu has been paying attention to Dou Xie's actions. Zheng Xiu didn't pay attention to the fist fights at the beginning. When Dou Xie turned over the textbook, Zheng Xiu vaguely knew that the other party was going to perform thaumaturgy.

While Fengbei and Yueyan were drilling into the grove, Zheng Xiu was also curious about how the thaumaturgy performed spells from the front.

[You are opportunistic! 】

【thirty! 】

【You are extremely focused! 】

I didn't expect to throw out a big success of [Inspiration] at this time.

[Turn on Spirit Vision! 】

After turning on the spirit vision, the scenery in front of Zheng Xiu changed again.

I saw a circle of blue light around Dou Xie.

Four substantial big characters: [条], [手], [Jiu], and [Qiu] burst out from Dou Xie's mouth, twisted and turned into chains in a blink of an eye, attacking Zheng Xiu from different directions.

Seeing the four big characters turning into chains, Zheng Xiu was taken aback for a moment.

The gesture of Dou Xie holding the manuscript and opening his mouth to spit words angrily reminded Zheng Xiu of three words: Keyboard Man.

(End of this chapter)