The two of them walked together.

About a month later, Zheng Xiu realized that he had been tricked by Xie Luohe again.

When they left Li City, Xieluohe clearly showed a look like "I'm about to disappear." However, after the two of them rode horseback for more than a month, Xieluohe was still in good condition, with no sign of changing back to Fengbei.

This made Zheng Xiu even more determined. From now on, he would only believe half a word of what Xie Luohe said, no more.

They left without any money. On the way, Zheng Xiu could only make a living by selling paintings. Whenever he went to a bustling town, Zheng Xiu would paint mountains, water, fish, insects, birds and animals as "Gongsun Mo" , because of Zheng Xiu's exquisite painting skills, as well as his unconstrained composition and artistic conception, he left a lot of good reputation on the westward journey.

In the world of painting, the legend of "Gongsun Painter" gradually spread.

Even when Zheng Xiu first arrived at a place and put up his "Gongsun" stall, people came to him in admiration and paid a lot of money for paintings.

Many people who came to ask for paintings learned that the painter Gongsun had a quirk. He could paint mountains, rivers, birds, animals, fish and insects, but he could not paint living people. Because this unique "quirk" also aroused the curiosity of many wealthy businessmen.

Zheng Xiu also met Hanhan who wanted to force him to paint portraits, but in the end Xie Luohe persuaded him with his fists without making much noise.

Time passes.

Xie Luohe and Zheng Xiu have been heading west together for a month.

The weather is gradually getting warmer.

The season when everything is in full swing with spring.

April twenty-two.

This should have been a day that should be recorded in history, but it was forgotten by history.

"Something bad has happened! Something bad has happened! The border pass has been breached by barbarians! General Zheng is leading an army of 7,000 people outside Yulang Pass to stop the barbarians!"

A story that was both sad and happy was spread among the people, and it didn't take long for the whole world to know about it.

Sadly, the northern border is broken.

Fortunately, it was broken, but not completely. It was blocked by General Zheng.

One day, Zheng Xiu returned from setting up a stall and returned to the inn where he had stayed. Like a caring little daughter-in-law, Xie Luohe stepped forward to take off Zheng Xiu's backpack, took off the Luohe pen from his waist, and smelled it on the tip of his nose: "You're useless

Luohe pen, right?"

"It's useless." Zheng Xiu shook his head.

Zheng Xiu is still drawing "back figures" for Xie Luohe every day to deepen his knowledge. Xie Luohe has a thick stack of Zheng Xiu's paintings, and she never lets Zheng Xiu use Luohe's brush to draw anything else. In Xie Luohe's words

He said, this pen is called "Luohe Brush", and Luohe Brush should not be used for tacky paintings.

Zheng Xiu couldn't resist Xie Luohe, so he had no choice but to follow her.

Looking in the mirror, Zheng Xiu looked at his face with a thick beard. He took out a carving knife and went outside to get a basin of water, ready to shave off his beard and restore his former handsome appearance.

Xie Luohe stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the back of Zheng Xiu's hand, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "You'd better stop shaving."

"Why?"

"A real man should have a bit of masculinity, grow a good beard, look happy, and look like a pretty boy all day long, look angry."

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he was stunned: "That's not what you said last month! Didn't you say that you look good when you are clean?"

"Humph, today is different from the past. I have changed, haven't I?"

After saying that, Xie Luohe turned around to pack his luggage and asked, "Have you heard about Manzi?"

"I heard." Zheng Xiu looked at the sharp little carving knife, remembered Xie Luohe's words, hesitated for a while, put it down, and replied casually.

"Do you know General Zheng?"

"Of course, that's my uncle."

Zheng Xiu didn't know which generation of grandfather he was, so he could only call him "uncle" in general, which was fine.

"Haha." Xie Luohe chuckled and didn't ask any more questions. Only then did Zheng Xiu notice that Xie Luohe was packing his bags, and his clothes had already been changed into the equipment for going out. They originally planned to set off early tomorrow morning, so Zheng Xiu wondered

Then he asked: "What's wrong? Are you packing your bags now?"

Xie Luohe packed his bags for a moment, then sighed softly: "You and I are wanted by the secret factory. Although this place is far away from the north and beyond the reach of the secret factory, you and I need to leave the city as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams."

"Huh? I don't believe it." Zheng Xiu's first reaction was that Xie Luohe was deceiving him again. "I don't believe it" almost became his mantra when communicating with Xie Luohe. Zheng Xiu sneered: "What am I wanted for? Tax evasion."

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As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zheng Xiu was at a loss for words. His job of running a street stall was uncertain and he was indeed evading taxes.

"Stop being so mean and leave quickly."

Zheng Xiu's reaction made Xie Luohe angry and funny. He stuffed his luggage into Zheng Xiu's arms, disguised himself slightly, and hurried out of the city.

Since the release of Duke Nie's treasure house, the secret guards of the secret factory have been hunting down the knights who were once proud of the world. The reason is "An Nei", forcing the former martial arts knights to accept the imperial court's "Chao An" and now wear weapons on the streets. There are 90% fewer people walking.

Xie Luohe had not worn any weapons since Duke Nie crushed his bow in his treasure house. Xie Luohe deliberately took Zheng Xiu's arm and pretended to be a couple, without attracting attention, and easily approached the city gate among the officers and soldiers patrolling.

When they arrived at the city gate, Zheng Xiu saw with his own eyes the arrest warrants for himself and Xie Luohe and realized that Xie Luohe had not deceived him this time. He and Xie Luohe were indeed wanted, and the crime written on the warrant was...rebellion.

When Zheng Xiu saw the word "rebellion", he felt ironic inexplicably. His dignified Zhonglie Marquis was known as the "Zhonglie Family" in Daqian two hundred years later, but he was wanted for "rebellion" two hundred years ago. This made Zheng Xiu I almost laughed out loud at my own wanted poster.

It's June.

The closer you get to the desert, the hotter the climate becomes and the fewer people there are.

After learning that they were wanted, the two made adjustments to their westbound route, deliberately avoiding towns and staying in villages.

July.

The horse, which had been accompanying the two men for several months, was exhausted and died of exhaustion.

Xie Luohe personally buried "Xiu'er" with a sad expression - "Xiu'er" was the name given by Xie Luohe. At that time, Zheng Xiu complained about it and protested. Xie Luohe said that Zheng Xiu lost the bet, so he could not use "Zheng Xiu" She calls herself "Xiu", and she just likes to ride "Xiu'er" under her. What can you, Gongsun Mo, do?

After burying "Xiu'er", the two of them were only a few hundred miles away from the desert. Xie Luohe took advantage of the deserted surroundings and directly carried Zheng Xiu's collar as if flying close to the ground. It only took half a day to reach the edge of the desert.
Chapter completed!