Mountains and seas can be flat

Since the day when the python king was wiped out, the sky began to snow.

Qinglongling has never had snow before.Here is located in the subtropical zone, even in the coldest winter, the temperature is above zero.And now it is early summer, which should have entered the hottest season.What is under the sky is not the white snow in winter.It's grey, reddish fluff mixed with volcanic ash dust.This kind of snow began to fall shortly after a fire burned all the remaining flesh and blood of the victims (to avoid bacterial growth and corruption), and the powder of blood and bones wrapped in thick smoke turned into billows of smoke and rushed into the sky.

This kind of "snow" seems to be crying silently about the trauma of war, and the dust of the ruins is scattered everywhere.

Fang Zheng commanded people to place huge stones at the burning place as a mark, and to build a stele to commemorate it in the future.

There are too many things to deal with in Qinglongling, which is full of waste.The treatment and comfort of the wounded, the stability of people's hearts, the layout planning of rebuilding homes, and the allocation of resources to support construction, each of which is intricate.Not to mention that Fang Zheng also pays attention to distant war intelligence every day, and considers the way to survive with the big powers.He often came out of his residence before dawn, walked through every house in Qinglongling where the reconstruction progress was being made, guided the repair work of the paddy fields by the lake, visited the wounded people, listened to the reports of foreign affairs spies and gave instructions for the next step. The operation of the company cannot be a hands-off shopkeeper.

It often takes him very late to return to the not-so-luxurious and comfortable residence, but he can't rest. Instead, he has to seize the time to continue studying and practicing the pattern on the tortoise shell. Now that he has a more complete map, it is easier to practice. There is no need to guess, but it also takes time to review, until late at night, the candles in the house are still on, and you can only sleep for three or four hours a day.

In order to ensure safety, Fang Zheng dispatched several elite Chinese soldiers to guard. In fact, they may not be stronger than Fang Zheng when there is a real danger, but they stand guard and release an access control signal to block unimportant affairs from disturbing Fang Zheng.They can also help Fang Zheng sort out the back office work for eating and sleeping, saving him time.

Fang Zheng was deeply worried about time, because in the middle of the third night of his long sleep, he vomited blood again.The first two times when he heard of the disaster in Qinglongling suddenly, his blood surged up and he vomited blood, it was just a momentary stimulation.But it reappeared after physical exertion. In this era, there is no advanced medical technology for diagnosis and treatment.He also asked Elder Xuan Si to come and see him once, but they could only find out that he had worked too hard and had some blood in his lungs, and he needed to rest more, so they gave him some herbal medicine.

Fang Zheng took the medicine on time, and found the remaining Tai Sui meat in the room (thankfully it was crushed in the soil at first, and Fang Zheng found it again). After eating it, he felt that his body had recovered a little, but it was not completely cured.The effect of Tai Sui meat is to strengthen his body.His physique is already very strong.This bruise seems to be another loss.It didn't affect Fang Zheng's vivacity during the day, but it always made him feel dizzy and sleep very deeply in the dead of night.

Several times, the Chinese soldiers in charge of guarding heard the noise, and saw Fang Zheng lying on the bed and fell asleep, his face was pale, his teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to be trembling, but he couldn't wake up.The little purple ling was curled up next to Fang Zheng's pillow, its big tail was wrapped around his neck as if trying to keep him warm.After a while, Fang Zheng's face gradually returned to normal.The guards reported this to Fang Zheng during the day, and Fang Zheng gave instructions after pondering to let them light a brazier and put it next to them at night.The brazier is made of pottery, and the way of doing it came from Zu Jiang. There are a lot of coal resources near Qinglongling.Fang Zheng also promoted this practice.

Another day in the middle of the night, when the sky was still covered with gray-red fluffy snow, the guard on guard saw the person in charge of holding the brazier come out of the room, and asked in a low voice, "Tonight, the leader..."

"Alas." Ji Liu was holding the brazier, she was the only woman who could participate in Fang Zheng's back office work.In fact, Fang Zheng didn't assign her at the beginning, but she always walked around Fang Zheng's house enthusiastically, and now the work of the Civil Affairs Bureau is frozen.Fang Zheng also let go and agreed.Ji Liu shook his head worriedly, "The situation is not very good, and he has an illness again."

The illness they were referring to was Fang Zheng's trembling and palpitations in his sleep, his drowsiness and weakness, and he couldn't wake up. Even if he lit a brazier next to him, the effect would be limited.

"Sister Ji Liu, didn't you hear that a lot of medicine was collected from the Snake Witch?" The guard pointed to the leftover medicine pot that Ji Liu had packed up. "Maybe it's good to give it to the leader."

"I haven't figured out how to eat it indiscriminately." Ji Liu said, "The elders will think about it. We'll get a horned chicken tomorrow, and make it up for him according to the stewing method taught by the leader..."

Ji Liu said a few more words in a low voice.The guards stood at the entrance. In fact, there were four guards standing guard on all sides, but he was the one standing at the main entrance, and he felt particularly honored.Fang Zheng is now a god in their hearts, a god-man riding a dragon, such a person will also get sick, which makes them feel incredible, and at the same time draws them closer-it turns out that the leader is also a mortal who can get sick and suffer.In addition to the reverence, there is a little more pity.

In the middle of the night, the guard's shoulders were quickly piled up with flakes of snow. He remained motionless with his axe, neither sleepy nor blinking.He is loyal and loyal, and he is one of the best warriors in the dog clan.Suddenly, he felt a force appearing out of thin air, patting him on the shoulder.Half of his body was slapped numb, and his feet sank a few inches into the ground.

The guard swung his ax in shock, but missed.He didn't see anything, and only heard a cold voice in his ears.

"This kind of second- and third-rate ability is far from enough to protect brother Zheng."

This was the last sentence the guard heard before he fainted. He only saw a dark shadow flashing past him, stepping in towards the leader's front door.The guard wanted to shout, but his head seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't make a sound at all, and he was dizzy.The thought that flashed through him at that moment was: Are all four guards like him?Otherwise, why no one stopped.

The man in black pushed open the door of Fang Zheng's room and stood at the door. The only light source in the room came from the burning brazier.Outline the edge of the door.The strong and tall man in black was covered in black clothes all over his body.The material of the clothes is pure black silk, which is rare, and the style of the clothes is also very rare. The hands, ankles and waist are tightly tied, neat and beautiful.Behind him was a large black cloak lined with soft short hair, and the hood on his head completely covered his hairline.His face emerged from the shadows, and his handsome and fair features were clearly that of Lian Zifeng who was trapped in Shoutong Mountain before. His big black eyes stared at Fang Zheng who was unconscious on the bed.

Lian Zifeng walked over quickly, and before he entered the room, the spirit cat seemed to sense it. It clung to the pillow tightly, arched Fang Zheng's face with its nose and tail, and made a shrill squeaking sound. , seems to be urging Fang Zheng to wake up.But Fang Zheng's face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and he fell into a coma, unable to wake up at all.

Seeing Lian Zifeng walking to the bed without haste, Lingyao's hair was bristling, her tail was raised up, her teeth were grinning, she rushed up and bit one of Lian Zifeng's fingers, then twisted her tail and let it out. Electricity hit his hand.

Lian Zifeng didn't respond, as if he couldn't feel any pain, he gently raised his hand to hang the Lingmao, looked at it expressionlessly, and said, "Do you also want to protect brother Zheng with such a trivial skill? "

Lian Zifeng rolled his black eyes, and his pupils instantly turned blood red, as if releasing some kind of coercion.The whole body of Lingyue was shaken, and he whimpered, flicking his tail, and quickly ran away from the window.Lian Zifeng listened to the movement outside, blinked, and returned to normal pupil color.

Lian Zifeng sat on Fang Zheng's bedside, his slender fingers gently touching Fang Zheng's pale sleeping face.The cold skin under the fingertips conveyed the coldness.

—Brother Zheng, you are tired.I was still on the outskirts of Qinglongling, when I heard chatter among the soldiers, mentioning your illness and fatigue.If you didn't push it to the limit, how could you let this kind of news spread?

Lian Zifeng stared at the slightly trembling, extremely cold sleeping face, put his hands on Fang Zheng's neck, pondered carefully, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, and finally the peaks of his eyebrows were twisted together, revealing some kind of annoyed look Killing intent.

——So many people are trash, they can't take good care of brother Zheng.However, no one understands this situation, but it is expected...

Lian Zifeng's hand stretched out in the air and stopped, Fang Zheng coughed in his sleep.Lian Zifeng tucked his quilt, and pulled his neck to cover it tightly.This quilt was made of deerskin, Zifeng thought about skinning the headhunting bear another day, it would be warmer.One of Fang Zheng's hands slipped out of the corner of the quilt, and Lian Zifeng stuffed his hand into the quilt, but accidentally discovered that Fang Zheng was holding something in his hand, and he never let go of it in his sleep.

Zifeng frowned, and gently pushed away Fang Zheng's hand, but he was stunned with mixed feelings.

Half a black seed shell.It was Fang Zheng who rummaged through the soil of the crushed peony flowers, searching inch by inch, and finally found two peony seeds, one intact, which had been planted in the field stalks beside the house.But there was another half rotten, Fang Zheng peeled off the black shell and carried it with him, the color had already dimmed.I don't know how many times I pressed it in my hand before I rubbed it like this.

Lian Zifeng's eyes were hot, he took Fang Zheng's hand back to hold the thing, and stuffed it into the quilt.

"Brother Zheng..." Lian Zifeng couldn't help calling out, his voice was very hoarse in the silent night where the fragments were falling intermittently.

Fang Zheng wouldn't wake up in the first place, but the guards had tried how to call him when he was sick, and Fang Zheng wouldn't wake up even if the ghost arched his face.

But today, as if he heard a call, he opened his sour eyes with difficulty.In the blurred vision, the faint light of the brazier reflected the black silhouette in front of the bed.All the vigilant cells in Fang Zheng's body seemed to have lost their effectiveness, or maybe it was the spontaneous trust in his subconscious, which reassured him before confirming——

Fang Zheng blinked, but his eyesight, which was far beyond ordinary people's sharpness, was very blurred.He had never woken up when he fell ill, and he didn't know how weak and dull his body senses were at this moment.Even so, the familiar aura that was close at hand brushed over his face, making him wake up from the cold black abyss. He knew who it was, although he couldn't see the other person's hand on the pillow, touching his face lightly, The eyes are full of tenderness and cherishment.

Fang Zheng wanted to make a sound, but his throat seemed to be blocked by phlegm or blood.He struggled to get his hand out of the quilt, but before he could fully reach out, he was held tightly by the other party.The cocoon marks in the palm of the man were extremely thick, and there were also on the knuckles. He held the weapon for a long time, and squeezed Fang Zheng's fingers hard, unwilling to let go of it.

"Brother Zheng, your hands are so cold." Lian Zifeng's warm palm wrapped him like a small stove.Fang Zheng opened his eyes in a daze, his nose was sore, he didn't cry, but coughed violently, if he could talk, he would say "how did I have such a dream".This kind of dream of "Zifeng not only came back, but also looks intact, and even regained the appearance of a human mind".

Fang Zheng coughed and struggled to get up, wanting to confirm how realistic the dream was.Lian Zifeng put one hand on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, do you want some water? I'll pour it for you."

Fang Zheng shook his head again, coughing so loudly that he suddenly tilted his head and vomited into the clay basin under the bed, spitting out one or two lumps of black blood.Lian Zifeng looked shocked, and immediately sat on the edge of the bed, wiped away the black blood from his lips, let Fang Zheng lean on his arms, and pressed one hand along Fang Zheng's spine to the lower back, followed by Zifeng With the movement of his hands, a tingling heat flow radiated from his back, which relieved the trembling and coldness of Fang Zheng's body.

The deerskin was slid off Fang Zheng's shoulder.Lian Zifeng held his slightly thin body in his arms, thinking that Fang Zheng was not actually weak, but it might be that his physique had always been thin, and even though he was strong, he looked thinner than ordinary people.The body was covered with a layer of white silk clothing, which couldn't hide the lines of the outline below.

"It's a dream...it's also very...good..." Fang Zheng leaned into Zifeng's arms and thought to himself, but the heat and cold agitated him and affected his mind. He coughed involuntarily, and black blood froth came out intermittently around his mouth. .

Fang Zheng's face became whiter and whiter, his teeth were clenched, and his limbs were weak.Zifeng's complexion changed, and he felt that the body under the silk clothes was as cold as ice, and he quickly held Fang Zheng's wrist with both hands, and his hand sent some kind of heat like opening up the meridian, rising along his arm.

Zifeng wrapped his hands around Fang Zheng's waist again, let his legs curl up together, and held Fang Zheng's ankle, doing the same thing, as if dredging the blood of Fang Zheng's limbs.Then he continued to press from the back until he felt that Fang Zheng's ice-like body was finally getting so hot, and then he stopped, letting Fang Zheng lean his back against his body, and use his human-shaped stove-like body to bring him comfort.

Fang Zheng's throat, which was originally blocked by blood and cold, was finally able to speak after the blood in his limbs became clear, and his back was stuck to such a big stove, like a dream but not a dream, and he did not want to leave.

"Xiao Feng, stay here." Fang Zheng thought it was a dream, and confided in his heart, "Go slowly...before I wake up."

"It's not a dream." Lian Zifeng hugged Fang Zheng, and whispered in his deep voice, "I will always be here."

"You lied to me again. You also like to lie to me in your dreams." Fang Zheng coughed, his whole body was warm, as if soaking in warm water, his eyes became more moist and bright, and his vision gradually became clearer, but he still felt that it was The effect of dreaming, "I like to lie to myself, pretending that you escaped from that cage and have recovered."

Lian Zifeng leaned into Fang Zheng's ear and said, "I really escaped, and I remembered it."

"Lie to me, how could you escape." Fang Zheng continued to talk to "Dream".

"Break the pillar and it will come out."

"What pillar?" Fang Zheng was surprised, thinking that he could still dream of words he didn't understand?

"The obsidian pillar is made of obsidian. It is harder than copper, and the fire burns continuously. It is indeed a lot of effort, and it is sleepy... It's okay." Zifeng wrote lightly.

Fang Zheng felt that although the dream was unbelievably realistic, the content was just his own wishful thinking. He rarely asked logically in the "dream", "Then how did you recover?"

Zifeng was silent for a while, then suddenly broke into a smile, and said: "When the heart heals, it will recover naturally."

"Lie to me." Fang Zheng continued to be very logical, "I didn't even put the fruit of the three-bead tree in it for you."

The bright red in Zifeng's pupils flashed away, and his voice tried to suppress the aversion to danger, "I don't need that kind of fruit. I'm fine."

Fang Zheng leaned against Zifeng, didn't see his expression, and said, "Someone doesn't want you well. If you escape, isn't Qixi chasing you? Isn't he trying to trouble you?"

"He won't trouble me anymore." A satisfied smile bloomed on Zifeng's face, he took out a jade-colored bone whistle from his bosom, put it in front of Fang Zheng, and asked, "Brother Zheng, is it good-looking? "

"The color is very white, like jade." Fang Zheng didn't know why he suddenly mentioned something completely irrelevant.

"He ate a lot of white jade paste, his bones are very beautiful..." Zifeng continued to smile.

Fang Zheng was terrified, and cold sweat broke out all over his body: "You...you killed him? But he..."

"He was the one who wanted to kill me first." Zifeng played with the bone whistle in his hand, his voice didn't fluctuate, there was only a hint of joy, "You and I have been with me for a long time since I was a child. I will make many of his bones As a souvenir, he is considered a strong man in terms of..."

Fang Zheng was sweating like rain.In fact, Zifeng's killing of Qixi didn't shock him.Since the positions are different, sooner or later we will meet each other.What frightened Fang Zheng was Zifeng's emotions about it.Moreover, Fang Zheng immediately realized a categorical fact—the dream was a projection of his imagination, and it was impossible for him to dream of such a Zifeng.

Fang Zheng turned around suddenly, and stroked Zifeng's chest vigorously, wanting to see the scar on his chest, to confirm that he was not hallucinating.Without any resistance, Zifeng let Fangzheng tear open his tightly wrapped neckline, and an old long brown scar on his left heart slashed across his chest. Even though it had healed, the scar was still deep , like a centipede.

Fang Zheng pointed at the rough scar with trembling fingers, suddenly his heart felt stuffy and he turned his head to vomit a mouthful of black blood, tremblingly said: "Xiao Feng, you really...really..."

"It's true." Zifeng said earnestly with pitch black and deep red eyes intertwined.

Fang Zheng stared blankly at his changing pupils, and said in surprise, "You, your eyes... and your clothes." Fang Zheng only saw Zifeng's complicated clothes, the materials were very strange, and the patterns were very complicated , is not at all the same as today's Sijing clothing style.There is also the color of the pupils of the eyes, the red ones are like gemstones, filled with stars and glass, and Fang Zheng can't breathe at a glance.

"The clothes were found under the Yaozhu. All our palaces have collapsed, but there are still some clothes buried for human beings. This material is called shark silk."

Fang Zheng hadn't sorted out the countless amount of information in these words, and he was almost out of breath.I saw Zifeng pressing his pupils with one hand, "As for the eyes... I saw them in the water too, Brother Zheng, in fact, red is also very beautiful, what do you think?"

Fang Zheng only felt that Zifeng was so familiar and yet so strange. Thousands of words came to his mind, and he didn't know where to start asking. After confirming that this was not a dream, he was excited about Zifeng's return, which he had been thinking about day and night. fact.At the same time, he felt great anxiety and doubts about a certain change in Zifeng.

"Then you remember..." Zifeng became invulnerable at that time, with gray-brown patterns appearing on his neck, and behaved like an animal.Zifeng in front of him looked sane, and his conversation was indeed personal.When Fang Zheng stabbed him to tame him and save him, if Zifeng really didn't remember the cause and effect, he would never be so calm.

"Brother Zheng is doing it for my own good. I remember it all." Zifeng smiled deeply, "That's why I will come back. After all..."

As Zifeng spoke, the deep red in his eyes deepened, he pushed Fang Zheng to the bedside, and licked the corner of his mouth dangerously, "Brother Zheng is my only one after all..."

Feeling Zifeng's fingers on his shoulders gradually tightened, Fang Zheng always felt that something was wrong, and his mind was very confused at the moment: "What is our palace, what is clothes for human beings - red is very Beautiful, but after all—”

Zifeng rolled his eyes suddenly and laughed again, "Brother Zheng, don't worry, we have a long time to explain these problems. But first, you have to take good care of your health. I will come to help you every night. Wait almost Mature. I'll take you there... haven't you always wanted to build wood? There are many pillars there. And our huge... I'll lock you there until you give birth to our..."

Fang Zheng was puzzled and inexplicable, he almost suffocated: "What are you talking about!?"

"I will always watch you. Brother Zheng." Zifeng said lightly, "Do you hate Lord Badian? I can make Badian red too. Beautiful red. Make everyone's bones into a huge palace The pedestal. Although it is not fun to bring down an ant nest. But life is too long, and it is no fun without some entertainment."

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded, "Xiao Feng!?"

Fang Zheng suddenly felt dizzy again, and fell back to the bedside coughing.He saw Zifeng pacing to the window, the sky was faintly white, Zifeng listened to the movement, and said to himself: "They are awake. Brother Zheng, if we meet, they will come to fight with me. Two fools too Little, don't understand anything. It's tricky to fight. So I won't take you now. I'll go and turn that ant nest on the east side red. I hate them."

Fang Zheng was in a daze, he was incomprehensible and shocked, and in his blurred vision, Zifeng disappeared through the window.

Fang Zheng fell asleep again, and struggled to get up when the sky was completely bright.He vaguely remembered dreaming of Zifeng last night.The dream was so realistic that he thought Zifeng had really been there.The shocking words that Zifeng said to him in his dream are still vivid in his ears.Fang Zheng originally believed that it was not a dream at night.But when the sun shines on the unchanged room view during the day, it is shaken again.

But the sunlight hit Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng sat up in a jerk, walked to the door and complained: "Why don't you wake me up on time—"

Fang Zheng opened the door and saw his guard still lying unconscious on the ground.All around.Fang Zheng trembled all over, and he quickly woke up the guards.They were not seriously injured.

"what happened!?"

The guard panicked: "I'm sorry, leader, I didn't see anyone clearly last night, and then I was knocked out. Are you okay?"

The guard at the main entrance blamed himself and said guiltily: "It seems that I heard that person despise us 'second- and third-rate skills, can't protect Brother Zheng'? Chief, did that person do you any harm?"

Fang Zheng froze in place with mixed emotions, there is no doubt that no second person would say this.Zifeng really came last night, leaving behind a mystery he couldn't digest, and then disappeared mysteriously during the day.By the way, I vaguely heard the reason for disappearing, "They will come to fight with me?"

Fang Zheng turned his head and saw the huge bodies of Fengfeng flying out from the ridge behind the room, covering the sky and covering the sun. They woke up early in the morning and began to swim around.

Fang Zheng's heart was filled with great joy and uneasiness.He tightly held half a peony seed shell.Zifeng's safety has always been his top concern.If Zifeng is really well and regains his sanity, Fang Zheng has almost nothing else to ask for.But there were too many undisguised dangers in Zifeng's words last night, even if Fang Zheng missed him so much, he couldn't help being frightened.The reason for running away during the day was too weird.

Seeing that Fang Zheng woke up, the clerk in charge of delivering the information informed him of the backlog of urgent matters to be dealt with this morning.

The territory of Badian is still a swamp.But the king of Yuyi in the east sent the news of establishing contact through Prince Weiyu——

King Yu Yi sent a letter, conveying a friendly message.This was beyond Fang Zheng's expectation.Fang Zheng thought that no big country would recognize his regime.This relieved him a little bit of worry, after all, it is not easy to fight against Badian now.If Yu Yi attacked Qinglongling from behind again, the two-front battle would definitely be too much.

But why did Yu Yi's attitude suddenly change?Fang Zheng suddenly thought, if what Zifeng said last night was true, and Zifeng ran out of the Yaozhu of Shoutong Mountain and killed Qixi, maybe the Yu Qiang camp stationed there detected something, or encountered something. If there is anything, report it to the king.

The king of Yu Yi did not hesitate to use an almost peace-seeking attitude to strive for an alliance with the Chinese, which is very worthy of scrutiny.

Sorry, it's slower these days, the body is the most important thing.And it's three quarters of the way through.In the second half, you can't make the mistakes of the past, and you need to think more about it.