Everyone who serves in the palace knows that the day of the death of Changning and his wife is the taboo day of Mu Shizi, and anyone can be provoked on this day, but he can't be provoked.

When you see him, you have to take a detour, and you will gouge out your eyes because you look at him more.

Not to mention the servants who serve in the palace, even the many princesses and princesses in the palace who provoke him, and they have to be careful to make a shameless mess.

Why?

Relying on the grace of the saint, who in the palace does not know, the most favored by the saint is this Mu Xiaoshizi, and even several princes have to lean to the side.

Twilight Changyou locked himself in the house, and it had been nearly half a day, and the people who were waiting in the courtyard all shrank their heads, and no one dared to step forward.

There was a crackling sound in the room, and a faint smell of alcohol came out of the cracks in the closed door.

The tables, chairs and benches inside swayed and creaked, and listening to the sound, I could also perceive that the people in the room must be dizzy and staggering at the moment.

"Bring the wine—"

The closed door creaked open from the inside, and Twilight's long hair was messy, and the long hair hanging in front of him was wet with wine, knotted, his eyes were foggy, his cheeks were red, and he held on to the door frame and shouted to the people who were waiting outside.

"Shizi, you, you can't drink anymore." The attendant who was waiting beside him cautiously stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Do you want to die?" The moment he said this, the empty wine jug in his hand smashed towards the waiter who spoke, if he hadn't drunk too much wine and his hand was out of sight, he was afraid that the waiter at this moment would have his head broken and bleeding.

No one dared to respond, and several jugs of wine had already been sent in, and if they continued to deliver, something happened to the drink, and the saint asked for the sin, and they were the ones who died.

Twilight Changyou waited for a long time, but before anyone moved, he sneered, pushed open the door with a bang, and slammed the door away.

Several attendants behind him wanted to follow, but they were glared at by his scarlet and fierce eyes, and they were immediately frightened, and no one dared to step forward.

Twilight was trembling, and his walking posture was unsteady, but his head was drowsy but awake, and he hurried to the stable, untied the reins, and galloped away.

The people who were waiting in the palace came to their senses, and then they wanted to chase after them, and they could still see people on the wide palace road.

Dusk Changyou relied on the wine, galloped out of the city gate, galloped all the way to the White Pagoda Temple, regardless of the dissuasion of the officers and soldiers guarding outside the temple, directly kicked open the temple gate.

Without anyone reacting, he rushed directly to Mu Changqing's residence, and punched Mu Changqing, who copied Buddhist scriptures in the house.

The wine poured into his stomach seemed to swell all the hatred he had buried and suppressed in the past, and the blood of his limbs and bones was rolling, and the hatred was monstrous, all of which were now turned into his fists and iron palms.

Why! Why!

Why do you want to do such a crazy and dehumanizing thing?

He roared desperately in his heart, his drunken eyes glowed with hatred and murderous intent, and the whole person was like a beast trapped in a cage.

Mu Changqing glanced at him steadily, did not fight back, and let his iron fist fall on his body, and Songzi, who was waiting next to him, wanted to step forward to stop him, but was kicked to the wall by Twilight Changyou.

The monks and monks who heard the movement in the temple gathered outside, obviously wearing monk's robes, shaving, and scarring, and there was no compassion on their faces.

Twilight Changyou's eyes were fierce, and there was hatred in his eyes, but no matter how he beat and scolded, the brother in front of him who he once respected and liked was all indifferent.

Why, after doing such a thing, can you still live without repentance?

"Mu Changqing, why don't you die?" The sound of gritting teeth, hating to eat his bones and eat his flesh, Twilight Changyou tugged at his collar, and the raised fist fell fiercely on Mu Changqing's side face.

"If beating me up makes you feel more happy, then you can beat it!" There was no remorse or repentance on his cold face.

The way he looked, not only failed to dispel the hatred in Twilight Changyu's heart, but made him even more manic.

"Do you think I don't dare to fight? I can't wait to cut you with a thousand knives in order to relieve the hatred in my heart, you are in vain as a son of man! Brother in vain! I'm going to kill you today to comfort your parents' souls in heaven! ”

No skills, no tools, all hands and feet, punches and kicks.

"Stop, stop, why are you beating Childe, you clearly don't believe Childe, no matter what he says, you don't believe it, what do you want him to say?" Matsuko struggled to his feet, roared, and grabbed Twilight's waist from behind, grabbing him deadly.

"Lord Hou and Mrs. Hou are definitely not harmed by the son, you don't want to help Mrs. Hou Ye find out the truth and clear up the grievances for the son, but vent all the resentment and anger on the son, do you know what life the son has lived for so many years?"

"It's not that who else can he have, everyone is watching, so many pairs of eyes have seen it, how can he still quibble?" Twilight Changyu struggled twice, but he couldn't break free, and his almost chaotic head, which was soaked in wine, couldn't even think of what martial arts moves to use, and directly took the pine nuts and retreated to the wall.

Bang, bang!

One after another heavy blows, Songzi spat blood from his mouth and sat directly on the ground.

"People like you don't deserve to live in this world at all."

Without shackles on his body, Twilight Changyu sneered, stepped forward directly and pulled Mu Changqing's clothes, and dragged him out.

The weather was gloomy, the cold wind was howling, and the snowflakes were falling with snow particles.

The monk who was watching outside, you look at me, I look at you, seeing that Du Changyou was about to drag people out, he hurriedly stepped forward and stopped: "Mu Xiaoshizi, there is an order from the saint, all prisoners who are imprisoned here again, if there is no holy order, they are not allowed to step out of the temple gate." ”

"Fuck off." With a wave of his hand, Twilight Changyou directly pushed away the monks who were standing in front of him, and the smell of alcohol all over his body was permeated, and many monks in front of him were hypocritically benevolent and righteous Amitabha.

Twilight Changyou has lost his mind, his eyes are ruthless, and he shows no mercy to the people who stop in front of him, he is ruthless, but others dare not hurt him, so that he dragged Mu Changqing out of the temple like this.

On the road before entering the temple, there is a thin layer of snow, and only a long line of drag prints stretches without seeing the end.

……

Sheng Mingzhu led people to the Taimiao, the sky was already dark, and the roofs on the trees on the road were covered with a layer of white.

Outside the temple, the guards in charge of guarding were awe-inspiring and orderly, and the two groups of guards took turns on duty.

Except on the day of the royal sacrifice, ordinary people are not allowed to trespass.

Obviously, the average person here doesn't include Twilight!

Sheng Mingzhu didn't dare to let the carriage get too close, she didn't know when Mu Changqing was brought into the Taimiao by Du Changyou in her previous life, and she was in a hurry, what method should be used to get in, when she heard the sound of horses' hooves galloping behind her, and the sound of heavy objects rubbing on the ground.