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Chapter 74 The Eighth Door
Has Fengbei learned how to meow? Zheng Xiu thinks reasonably.

Open your mouth and pretend to be meowing?

Is my master Zheng so easy to fool?

In [Post Station Fengbei], Zheng Xiu hung up the phone on the way.

Isn't it normal for the ghosts to stay around Fengbei, a foreigner, to stop and hang up in the station?
It was Ba Lao Liu who wanted to wake Zheng Xiu up, and Zheng Xiu just found a reason to tell Ba Lao Liu not to bother him, and he went to jail with peace of mind.

Zheng Xiu drank a cup of tea and was shocked.

He sighed and lamented that the day could change as soon as it was said, and the winter was cold overnight.

It's a pity that [Unbreakable] makes Zheng Xiu's ability to withstand the cold extremely high, and he only feels cool and pleasant with thin clothes.

After drinking three cups in a row to quench his thirst, Zheng Xiu traveled again, and his consciousness returned to [Evil Boy].

The shaking of the carriage made Zheng Xiu understand that he was still on the way.

Looking up, Feng Bei was sitting on the edge of the carriage, with the back of his head facing him, looking not very happy.

Who messed with her?

It must be Dou Xie.

Neither big nor small.

Zheng Xiu digs his ears, he is deaf now that the roots of his ears are clear, he is too lazy to ask more questions.

Communication on paper is too much work.

They were speechless all the way, Zheng Xiu was deaf, and they couldn't ask anything they wanted to ask.

Sunset dusk.

The carriage swayed back to the front of the imperial city.

Ravens hovering all over the sky can be called a unique view of the imperial city.

Just as Zheng Xiu was about to lift his legs and ran away, Feng Bei stopped in front of him, calmly erecting a piece of paper with words written on it.

Obviously she was prepared.

Dou Xie on the side looked at the big baby who had been torn out by violence, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

It said on the paper: I will take you to treat your ears.

Zheng Xiu pointed to his ear and shouted loudly: "Who should I ask for treatment?"

Feng Bei silently turned to the next page - she obviously expected Zheng Xiu to ask this question.

The second page reads: The Living Dead, Situ Yong.

Zheng Xiu shook his head vigorously: "He can't even cure Zheng Erniang, he is really a quack doctor, let alone die!"

Feng Bei seemed to have expected Zheng Xiu's words, and silently turned to the third page.

The third page reads: Two things.

Zheng Xiu was stunned, staring at the stack of papers in Feng Bei's hand, he didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Let me see what you write on the next page."

The corners of Feng Bei's mouth turned up slightly, being held back by Zheng Xiu along the way, and now he seems to have found an outlet.Feng Bei turned to the last page.

It said: If you don't go, I will watch at Zheng's house day and night.

"..."

Yueyan pointed to herself and Douxi: "Sir Shangxian, what about us?"

Feng Bei kept his eyes on Zheng Xiu, as if he was afraid that Zheng Xiu would disappear in place, pulled his black silk gloves, and politely replied: "I will trouble you to write the case, but don't put me in the case, thank you."

Yueyan knew that what Feng Bei was talking about was that at the end of the ghosts, Feng Bei used the power of one person to flatten a mountain.

In fact, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Yueyan wouldn't have believed that Fengbei would be able to reach this point once she made a move with all her strength.

Such destructive power definitely reached the legendary "Grandmaster" rating.

But why can't I write it?
Yueyan was curious.

Although there was no hint of threat in Feng Bei's words.

But the action is obvious.

Yueyan and Douxie promised repeatedly that they would never mention it.

Feng Bei was like an angry little nanny, following Zheng Xiu all the way to the door of Zheng's house, silent.

Disturbed by Feng Bei's breath, the crows in the sky split into one, and the roofs of the city jumped up and down.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

When he came to the door of Zheng's house, Zheng Xiu blew a long whistle.

"What are you bragging about?" Fengbei knew it was useless the moment she uttered this sentence, the young man was deaf and couldn't hear, but she didn't expect this, so she said it was lonely.

Unexpectedly, the young man took the initiative to explain: "Sister Fengbei, please don't misunderstand. I heard Uncle Qing Shisan said that the relationship between Ye Weiyang and Zheng's family has always been bad. I was afraid that you would scare them, so I informed them in advance."

Sure enough, Qing Shisan came to open the door after a while, with a strange expression on his face: "Uh...Young Master, are you back?"

"Ye Weiyang, Shangxian San, Fengbei, excuse me."

Feng Beichao celebrated the thirteenth bow.

Qing Shisan was somewhat flattered by this sudden politeness, he never expected Shang Xiansan to be this kind of person.

"Second mother! Second mother!"

The young man rushed straight to the East Chamber, no one stopped him.

When Feng Bei heard Zheng Xiu's panicked tone, he couldn't help laughing.At the same time, she began to doubt her guess.

Ever since Zheng Xiu made such a gesture in the ghost scene, Feng Bei couldn't help but have a ridiculous thought.

Zheng Shan is Zheng E, they are the same person.

If placed in a normal world, this idea is undoubtedly a fantasy, extremely absurd.But there are thousands of thaumaturgy in the world, what if there really is a thaumaturgy that can rejuvenate people?
But at the moment, the boy's inadvertent display of his heart made Fengbei doubt his intuition once again.

Maybe I read it wrong?
"Second mother! Second mother! Second mother!"

The boy hurriedly ran across the corridor, came to the east chamber, and pushed open the door.

With Zhi Zhi's support, Er Niang got up to drink the porridge, and was dumbfounded when she saw the young man barging in with porridge dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"Ah, young master, you..."

Zhizhi saw the young master breaking in, and was about to say something, but Zheng Xiu asked Zhizhi directly: "Look at the tumor on the back of Erniang's hair!"

Hearing Zhizhi, he understood it, and checked it quickly.

"It's gone! Master! That tumor is gone!"

Squeaky said in surprise.

Zhizhi's joyful call attracted other people, and the lifeless Zheng family suddenly became lively.

Some people beat gongs and others beat drums.

Members of the fraternity hiding everywhere whistled and delivered the great news.

"Wait," the shocked Zheng Erniang finally came back to her senses, she pointed at the boy who looked exactly like Mr. Zheng when she was a child, her eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost: "You are..."

Zheng Erniang, who had just recovered from a serious illness, seemed to have had a nightmare. When she just woke up, she felt as if she had been reborn.

But Zheng Xiu's sudden appearance made Erniang feel that she was still awake.

"Uh, Sister Fengbei." Zheng Xiu turned his head: "My cousin and I have a few whispers to say."

Zhizhi frowned upon hearing this: "Cousin sister?"

Erniang was stunned: "Cousin sister?"

Fengbei hesitated for a moment, looked at the three people in the room, nodded, exited the room, and closed the door.

After a few breaths, the delicate voices of the female relatives came from inside the house.

Feng Bei just wanted to find someone who could monitor the house and stand on the roof, when he heard the movement in the house, he slapped his hand, and the door turned into ashes and disappeared.

But in that room, where is the figure of the boy?
"What about him!"

Feng Bei gritted his teeth and asked.

Zhizhi and Erniang's faces were covered with the word "dumb", seeing the two expensive sliding doors turn into ashes, they pointed at the same side blankly.

Where they pointed, the window rattled and shook, and the boy had long since disappeared.

Feng Bei clenched his fists.

……

Pfft!
The avatar disappeared through the blind spot of the perspective of the two people in the room.

The instant he canceled [Future Tour], Zheng Xiu's consciousness fell into the water, and the surroundings were pitch black and boundless.

Sink, sink, sink.

[Xiangu Temple] The ghosts and monsters seemed to be finished and cleared at this point. Zheng Xiu kept sinking. When he stepped on the ground, Zheng Xiu opened his mouth and spit out a bubble.

He knew he had reached the portal again.

Zheng Xiu, who now has some understanding of thaumaturgy practice, combined with his own experience, roughly understands what happened to him.

He is a born [Prisoner] alien.

"Prison" is both a restriction and a rule, and wandering around ghosts and monsters is a process of promotion.

The avatar is the "vehicle" for performing thaumaturgy.

But at the same time, as long as he is in the "prison", he himself can also be used as a medium for performing spells.

This seems to echo the theoretical knowledge that Yueyan told.

But among them, there are some places that do not match what Yueyan said.

Zheng Xiu didn't take it seriously, Yueyan's statement was just one of them, and strangers and ordinary people can't be generalized.

Look at that Fengbei, waving Pingshan, where does he look like an ordinary thaumaturgy?

While thinking, in the dark doorway, the surrounding darkness twisted and squirmed, like a dream, like a sea like fog.

Zheng Xiu walked forward automatically, and the curved road stretched and disappeared behind Zheng Xiu.

He always felt that it was not he who was walking on the doorway, but the doorway was pushing him.

I do not know how long it has been.

A dark door appeared at the end of the road.

"Jiazi Eight" is written on the door.

Zheng Xiu knew that it was not easy to come here, so he pushed hard.

In the process of pushing the door, Zheng Xiu felt a strange resistance.

When he pushed open the ninth door, he didn't feel this kind of resistance.

Fortunately, the resistance didn't last too long. Zheng Xiu was in a stalemate with the door for a few seconds. The door was loose. He walked through the door and stepped onto a new path.

[You go further into the portal. 】

[You take a step further in the path. 】

[You push open the door of "Jiazi Eight". 】

The last time he opened the ninth door, he learned the derivative ability of [Unbreakable], but this time, there is nothing new.

A blood-red dice flew out from the depths, and upon closer inspection, it was clearly his familiar dice.

What is different from usual is that this dice is clearly the size of a fist.

Zheng Xiu jumped up and grabbed the blood-red dice.

The dice has twenty sides, and the strange thing is that only one side has words, and the other nineteen sides are empty.

The only side with words is written "one".

Looking closely, there is a double chain knife burning with black flames in the depth of "One".

This is obviously the "Form One", [Purgatory] that he completed in the Fairy Goddess Temple.

Ah this?

At the end of the fairy ghost temple, the [Form [-]] he inadvertently created was actually the reward in the eighth gate?

Why did you pay in advance?

Zheng Xiu's mind flickered, and when he came back to his mind, he was already sitting in the prison, on the familiar white bone chair.

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