man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 58

As the saying goes, in order to gain something, one must first lose something.

In the practice of the "doorway", it seems that this principle of life is fully reflected.

Other strange restrictions are not mentioned.

Take the two "foreigners" Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei as an example.

Feng Bei's hand is like a curse, it can kill relatives and friends with invincible lethality.But she couldn't even do such a simple thing as "touching".

But Mr. Zheng is even more miserable. He can create incarnations, fly through the sky, and pass through ghosts and monsters quickly. His consciousness is free, but his physical body is locked in a cage and loses his freedom.

What a theory of relativity.

Rest in peace, Einstein, the coffin is securely closed.

In Fengbei's words, it is possible for the same person to practice other [paths] concurrently.

As long as you have time, as long as you can manage time adequately.

It’s just that Zheng Xiu doesn’t have this kind of thinking at the moment. [Prisoner] is a natural alien, and an incarnation can beat the [Literati] door to the ground. After being promoted, maybe the senior star Yueyan, It is possible to hang it up and whip it, which shows that it has huge potential.

The villain who stays beside Fengbei can indeed ignore the distance limit of [Misty Journey].

Zheng Xiu felt that there was a vague connection between himself and Fengbei.

It's like entering a ghost world.

Zheng Xiu originally wanted to ask about "ghosts", but after that sentence, Feng Bei's lonely back made Zheng Xiu not know how to start a conversation.

Maybe "Lonely" is just Zheng Xiu's own imagination.

Feng Bei didn't show much abnormality, and she was used to being alone for so many years.

But since Fengbei stopped talking, Young Master Zheng could only sneak back into the carriage and chat with Yueyan casually.

There were two stops on the way, Zheng Xiu didn't let go of this opportunity, he threw [Provocation] at Dou Xie, let the opponent take the initiative to attack, Zheng Xiu defended himself reasonably, and then beat the opponent several times.

Although Dou Xie was angry, it seemed that he was not willing to come up with the killer move copied in advance from the book.

Zheng Xiu guessed the "restriction" of Dou Xie.

His ability comes from words.

Words can be transformed into abilities.

But this ability must be copied in advance, and once it is exhausted, it must be copied again.

Every time after beating Dou Xie, after Dou Xie threw a round of balabala fonts, he was crying, with nosebleeds, and had to frantically make up his homework. That scene made Zheng Xiu inexplicably think of looking at homework on the last day of summer vacation The bear child who was originally empty.

Except for [Intuition] which is slow to improve and [Panlong Eighteen Cuts] which has no chance to exercise, after a few rounds, the other three qualities of [Bad Boy] have been experienced to varying degrees.

[Inspiration (entering the hall)], [Boxing (entering the hall)].

The most congratulatory thing is that [Provocation], with the help of Dou Xie, broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop, and was promoted to the realm of [Superior], which sounds amazing.

[Provocation (Superb)] Your words, deeds, eyes and appearance are more likely to irritate others, making them disgusted, vigilant, angry, and even murderous towards you.

Upgraded to [Provocation], which is extremely proficient, during the period when the trait is in effect, no need to talk nonsense, even the eyes can take effect, which is very practical.

Yueyan and Fengbei also find it strange that Douxie repeatedly "provoked" Young Master Zheng and was repeatedly beaten up by the rider.

But when they saw with their own eyes that Zheng Xiu just said "I'm more handsome than you", Dou Xi picked up the book and performed thaumaturgy, and they were amazed. .

This is the truth, so what if you refuse to accept it, Brother Crab?
When Yueyan watched the two scuffle, she didn't bother to fight, and ate melon seeds to watch the show.

Along the way, the horses stopped and rested, and the setting sun was on the other side of the mountain, reflecting the clouds all over the sky.

According to the plan, we finally approached our destination before dark.

Xiangu Temple is a scenic spot in the local area. It is said that it has a history of nearly a hundred years. It was built in the mountains since the founding of Dagan.

The name of the mountain is "Danglang Mountain".

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, with more than a hundred households, named Danglang Town.

When Zheng Xiu and the others arrived at Danglang Town, the sun had not yet set, so they looked for an inn to store their horses, Feng Bei told the others: "Take a rest, we will enter the mountain in half an hour."

Zheng Xiu patted Dou Xie on the shoulder.

The latter jumped up a few inches in fright.

"It's been hard work."

Zheng Xiu kindly greeted.

Dou Xie himself also felt baffled, why he couldn't help wanting to fight when the other party made a sound.

But it still can't beat it.

Dou Xie applied medicine to his face, and the swelling disappeared.At this moment, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Thank you, Young Master Zheng, for your concern."

"Must, necessary."

For high-quality wool, Zheng Xiu has always adhered to the concept of sustainable development.

Walking out of the inn, Feng Bei wanted to do things alone, but Zheng Xiu followed him with a shameless face.

The range of ghosts and creatures around Fengbei is not very large, so Zheng Xiu naturally dare not stay away.

Feng Bei only said that the young man entered the world for the first time, and he was terrified in his heart, so he didn't think much about it.

They split up in front of the inn and agreed on a time to go up the mountain. Zheng Xiu followed Feng Bei to a cloth village.

Zheng Xiu looked up and saw that it was not his own cloth shop, so he was always uneasy.

Feng Bei entered the cloth shop and picked out a few pairs of ready-made silk gloves.

It wasn't until Fengbei took out the cloth bag from the closet, and all the black silk gloves were neatly folded inside, that Zheng Xiu didn't know how serious Fengbei's unwillingness to be in contact with people was.

Zheng Xiu, who knew Fengbei's "Executioner" well, pretended not to know.

But what is a little strange to him is that those hands can be protected with just a pair of ordinary gloves?

"Sister Fengbei, I want to buy a knife!"

Zheng Xiu didn't bring any money with him, and this was not within the scope of the Zheng family's business circle, so Zheng Xiu could only ask Feng Bei for money with a shy face.

Soft food is hard to eat, not shabby.

Feng Bei nodded, saying that you have a weapon for self-defense, so he happily bought an ordinary long knife for Zheng Xiu.

Now I can finally brush up the experience of [Panlong Eighteen Slashes].

The sun was sinking to the west, and the sky was dark.

There was still a short time before the appointed time, Fengbei worried that Young Master Zheng was weak, so he took Zheng Xiu to a noodle shop to eat noodles.

The business of the noodle shop is good, most of them are locals, and people come and go.

The two found a corner and sat down, and soon served hot pieces of meat to dispel the chill on the table.

The waiter in the shop had a greasy sweat towel on his shoulders, and he turned his head and was about to leave.Zheng Xiu pulled the other party, pointed to a strange sculpture enshrined on the god tablet on the wall and asked, "Excuse me, what is that you enshrine?"

In fact, Zheng Xiu noticed it when he first entered the store, and even secretly passed an [Inspiration], but he didn't find it.

He was the only one working in the shop, and the waiter in the shop was impatient, so Zheng Xiu put the few coins left over from the knife purchase just now on the table.

Fengbei ate the noodles with his head down, silent.

"This young master doesn't know something," the waiter in the shop said stiffly after collecting the money, rubbing his hands and smiling face to greet him: "Looking at you, you are not from the local area, right? Do you know what town this place is called?"

"Danglang Town."

"That's it! Look at that mountain, it's called Danglang Mountain. Here, we have believed in Danglang Xian'er since ancient times. Danglang Xian'er is amazing. Don't believe it. Look at that 20 years ago, Bandits are everywhere, and the world is so chaotic. Back then, even the master of the town was scared and ran away. Later, a fairy girl said that she had become a fairy in her dream, and said that our town would be safe and sound. Some people didn't believe it and ran away. The world is peaceful, and it is really amazing!"

"That's it?" Zheng Xiu stared, is this amazing?

Outsiders like Zheng Xiu can be seen a lot, so he immediately sneered and was about to ridicule, but for the sake of money, the waiter honestly persuaded him a few words: "Don't tell me anything else, I'll tell you something that I saw with my own eyes. Yes." The waiter pointed to a stall of hawkers across the street: "Did you see that couple across the way?"

Feng Bei was still eating noodles with his head down, eating quickly.

Zheng Xiu followed the waiter's eyes and looked over.

It was a stall selling biscuits.

The stall owner is a middle-aged couple.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman was beating and scolding her husband for slow work with a stick. The husband's eyes were dull, and he silently endured it, looking like an honest person.

A classic scene of a house shrew beating a turtle husband.

Zheng Xiu turned his head and wondered: "You mean, they are like this because they don't have the protection of being a Lang Xian?"

"Look at what you said, it's just the opposite!" The waiter smiled and said, "When I was here, Lao Qiu, that man, beat his wife every day, every day, every night, and his temper exploded. .”

Zheng Xiu was taken aback.

Feng Bei paused while eating noodles.

The shop waiter said to himself: "Later, his wife couldn't take it anymore, so she went up the mountain and begged to be a Langxian."

"In just seven days, Lao Qiu seems to be a different person."

"Tsk tsk, the temper tantrum is gone, and he works honestly. His daughter-in-law never fights back. No, his daughter-in-law was beaten badly before, but now it's reversed."

An inexplicable chill rushed up Zheng Xiu's back.

The waiter grinned: "Tell me, this is Lang Xian,"

"Spirit, or not?"

Zheng Xiu was silent.

He looked back at the god tablet in the noodle shop.

The so-called "Dang Lang Xian" they enshrined.

The eyes are slightly protruding, the cheeks are thin, the back is bent, and the arms are long and sharp, like a knife.

This is clearly a praying mantis.

(End of this chapter)