Laughing and scolding are all articles, Zhuge Wolong is very good at digging wisdom from life, and when he encounters the disaster of prison, it becomes almost his only pleasure to find stories from the actions of jailers and prisoners. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's been a long time since he's seen something so interesting, someone so interesting.

"This Brother Yang, the old man is Zhuge Wolong, like a fake. ”

Zhuge Wolong stroked his messy hair, as if he wanted to give himself a normal hairstyle, but his hair was so messy and long that he couldn't figure out why he couldn't figure it out after touching it for a long time.

"Ha, forget it, I'm going to be on the execution ground tomorrow anyway, so I'll just believe you. "Mo Xie said, "I have heard that Zhuge Wolong's predecessors were implicated because of General Guo's affairs, but I didn't know that you would be locked up here. ”

"Alas, it's all old, so don't mention it. Xiaoyou will go to the execution ground tomorrow, I don't know if you are interested in telling your story, the old man has no other ability at the moment, if you are interested in saying it, the old man has some pen and paper on hand, you can record your story, leave it to the blue sky and day to reappear, and leave it for future generations to show you the snow. ”

is worthy of being the best among scholars, if Yang Wuji is really standing in front of Zhuge Wolong, just these three words are enough for him to pour out all the bitterness in his heart.

"Hah...... My story...... I didn't plan to let my story end there!"

Under Zhuge Wolong's slightly surprised gaze, Mo Ye, who was heavily handcuffed, stood up with all his strength.

"Little brother, please lend me the wire saw I just gave you. ”

His body swayed, and his legs kept trembling, obviously overwhelmed, but he still took the rope saw in Ning Caichen's hand very indifferently and firmly.

"Little friend, it's useless, it took you more than a month to cut the cage pillar before, and now even if it's full, you only have half a night's time, don't waste your strength. ”

Zhuge Wolong said while signaling Ning Caichen to hold Mo Ye, lest Mo Ye fall down and break his head again.

"How do you know if you don't try? Wolong senior, I have read some books you wrote, I always thought that Zhuge Wolong senior who wrote books must be an iron-clad, heroic strange man and master, not a spectator who chooses to survive in prison and even advises people to wait for death with peace of mind!"

Mo Ye staggered, at this moment he was like an actor possessed, he was holding the shoddy rope saw made of straw rope and silk threads on his clothes, and there seemed to be two fires burning in his eyes.

"Young man, you are heavily handcuffed, even if you sawn off a pillar in the middle of the night? ”

Zhuge Wolong Dao, his tone was full of vicissitudes, and he seemed to have had a similar story.

"If that happens, it's happy. The caged bird has been in the cage for a long time, even if it can see the blue sky one day, I am afraid that it will not be able to flutter its wings. ”

Mo Xie had already pulled the cell door, and he began to rub the rope saw in his hand little by little, slowly, rubbing against the pillar.

"Alas. ”

People have their own three views at a certain stage, if there is no huge external factor, this three views are difficult to change, Zhuge Wolong gave up and continued to persuade, he watched Mo Ye slowly sawing the wooden pillar, this kind of action like a mayfly shaking a tree made his eyes gradually rise with brilliance.

Tenacity, forbearance, and a wisdom beyond ordinary people, a thought gradually arose in Zhuge Wolong's heart.

He looked at Ning Caichen, and then at Mo Ye, with a look that seemed to engrave the two of them deeply in his heart.

"Ning Caichen, come here. And that Yang Xiaoyou, don't see anymore, come over together. I have something to give you an account. ”

Zhuge Wolong closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, and when he said this, his face was already full of determination.

At this moment, he is no longer the obscene old man, no longer the decadent literati who writes and paints against the wall, no longer the trapped beast who thinks that heaven and earth are just a cage.

"There's a tunnel here, you can get out of here. ”

Mo Xie didn't pay attention to Zhuge Wolong's call, because he was now playing an angry young man, an angry young man who had gone from admiration to contempt for Zhuge Wolong, so no matter how Zhuge Wolong called him at this moment, he would not look back.

Zhuge Wolong understood this, so he told Ning Caichen to listen, and then Ning Caichen told Mo Xie.

"There is a tunnel, why don't you run away?"

Mo Ye asked, the expression on his face did not immediately believe what Zhuge Wolong meant.

"I've escaped enough, I don't want to run anymore, and I don't want to live as a fugitive for the rest of my life. Ning Caichen, you take my book with you, the farther you go, the better. Little Brother Yang, I know that you are determined, and I am afraid that you will not listen to my words, so I won't say much. Promise me that no matter what you want to do after you go out, there is only one point, don't touch the Zhao family. ”

Zhuge Wolong handed a package into Ning Caichen's hands, and at the same time he solemnly said to Mo Xie, his tone was so solemn that it could almost drip water.

"Zhao family, just like me, can I still move the Zhao family?"

Zhao Naiguo's surname, but not everyone with the surname Zhao can be called 'Zhao family', especially when this is said from the mouth of Zhuge Wolong.

Zhuge Wolong refers to the royal family of the current dynasty.

“……”

Listening to Mo Ye's answer, Zhuge Wolong just stared at him deeply, as if he wanted to see through his soul, in the face of this gaze, even Mo Ye, who had been with Lin Ming day and night, felt a chill down his spine for no reason.

"Let's hope that's the case. ”

After a long time, Zhuge Wolong spoke again.

He lifted the straw that had been placed on the ground, revealing a black hole.

"Let's go, if you don't go, I'm afraid there will be variables again. ”

Zhuge Wolong didn't look at Ning Caichen and Mo Xie again, he didn't seem to care whether Mo Xie could walk out wearing heavy handcuffs, he didn't care whether Ning Caichen, who was weak and kind-hearted and not suitable for this era, could fulfill his instructions, and he seemed to even react when the jailers found out that there were two people missing in the prison tomorrow morning or a little earlier, and what would happen to him.

He is just a guide, and since the way has been found, then he should also retire.

He sat on the edge of the cave, like a clay Buddha statue.

"Senior, come with us, or those jailers will definitely blame you if they find out that there is a lack of people. ”

Ning Caichen is kind-hearted, he doesn't want others to be implicated because of himself, and he wants to pull Zhuge Wolong when he speaks.

"Don't ......"

Before Mo Xie could stop it, Ning Caichen's hand had already touched Zhuge Wolong's body.

"Former ...... Senior?!"

Zhuge Wolong was silent, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, not knowing if he was smiling because what he had written in this life had been inherited, or because he had seen a picture scroll from the future, or because he had finally won at the last moment against an opponent he had never won.

Wolong has passed away, and there is no way to answer the question.