No matter how well she sings, Yu Ji is still an ancient person after all, and the play will end after all.

As the day approached, the gongs and drums stopped, and the guests in the theater were almost gone. Who hasn't gone? Andrei and a few old Maozi soldiers didn't leave, and neither did Huzi.

As soon as the play ended, Andre went backstage alone, and several personal soldiers were supported by him to stand guard at the gate of the Drum Tower. And Huzi took advantage of the chaos at the end of the scene, quietly squeezed into a dim place, put the braid to the neck, and rushed to the beam.

His light body exercises are very good, and he jumped up three or two steps and landed firmly in the dark corner, and he was silent.

The front and back desks are separated by a "general and in", in fact, if you look closely, it is not two rooms. Walking on the beams, you can walk from the front hall to the backstage.

The beams of the house are places that cannot be cleaned normally, and a layer of dust has accumulated. Huzi walked cautiously, not to mention making a noise, making some ash to startle others, and when he looked up, he could reveal his figure.

When I came backstage, the drama bosses were removing their makeup and changing their clothes, and they were in a group of three or five. In front of Xiao Jiu's dressing table, there were only two people, Xiao Jiu and Andre. Everyone else was far away, glancing at this side from time to time, and they didn't dare to speak loudly.

But Andre didn't care about this, he just sat next to Xiao Jiu and watched him take off his head and face the same.

Xiao Jiu didn't care more than Andre. He was expressionless, looking at Andrei as if he were nothing, his eyes were on his own in the mirror, impartially. If it weren't for the fact that he was still busy with his hands, he would not look like a living person, but like a delicate porcelain doll.

Yu Ji on the stage was radiant, so delicate and worried, like a beauty reincarnated. But Chen Caiyuan, who stepped down, is more like a dead person. It's like the stage is walking with incredible spells, which can transform the wooden clay puppets into life.

"Young master, water." Seeing that Xiao Jiu had cleaned up the decorations and changed his clothes, the girl named Xiao Miao came up with a basin of water. Xiao Jiu didn't respond, washed off the oil paint to reveal his true face, and walked out by himself.

Andre seemed to be accustomed to it and followed behind Xiao Jiu.

Huzi also stepped on the beam, passed through the ventilated Yan'er window, and landed on the eaves outside.

The backyard of the Drum Tower is not as bright as the front hall, but a few lanterns are lit to illuminate the ground and see the road clearly. This dim sky saved the tiger from being discovered. He walked high and high, grabbed in front of Xiao Jiu, and entered Xiao Jiu's room through the window.

Touching the darkness, the tiger turned over to the beam of the house again.

It's not as high as the backstage, and Huzi is afraid of making some noise for people to discover, so he leans his whole body on the beam, slows down his breathing, and tries not to make any noise.

As soon as the door rang, Xiao Jiu and Andre entered the house with their front and back feet. Xiao Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, and Andre turned on the foreign dead wind lamp on the table. The room was as bright as daylight for the first time!

Huzi was so frightened that he shrank back, trying to let the beam completely cover his body.

At this time, he noticed that there were a lot of foreign things in Xiao Jiu's room. Not only did the original candle oil lamp be replaced with a foreign dead wind lamp, but there was also a small table clock on the dressing table, and the curtain hanging on the bed was also like Western fabric. There are many more, the tiger can't be named, and I don't know the function.

"My beauty," Andre sat down beside Xiao Jiu, gently stroking his face, "you are simply the forbidden fruit, and your voice is the snake, tempting me to eat you." ”

Xiao Jiu was still looking ahead—an empty place. Andre, who didn't get a response, couldn't wait, he reached out and unbuttoned Xiao Jiuyi's clothes and pushed him down on the bed......

It's one thing to hear people talk about it, it's another thing to see it with your own eyes. The last time Huzi saw such a scene was when he stole the human form of Grandma Seventeen and the hapless hunter in the mountains. Although it is said to be a man and a demon, it is a man and a woman, and the tiger knows how much.

However, what he saw in front of him, before yesterday, was indeed unheard of for Huzi. He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, he saw the painful expression on Xiao Jiu's face, and heard the suppressed pain cry coming from Xiao Jiu's throat. He buried his head behind the beams of the house, and learned from Xiao Jiu to close his eyes.

The little luck he still had was shattered. In fact, listening to this movement, it is a kind of torment for Huzi. It can be imagined how much pain Xiao Jiu has to endure. Not only physically, but also mentally.

Huzi turned out the blade in his sleeve again and again, and then withdrew it. Now Andre is unguarded, his gun is lying in the holster, he is thrown to the ground at will, and his own soldiers stand outside the door of the drum tower, and they can't hear the sound here.

The tiger is now jumping down from the beam of the house, and he will definitely be killed with a knife! can not only avenge his junior brother, but also be angry for Xiao Jiu, killing two birds with one stone, and being happy!

He wanted to, but he couldn't. It doesn't matter if Andrei dies alone, but he is the highest-ranking officer of the Russian army stationed in Changtu Province. If he dies here, it will inevitably stir up a big storm.

He Peng Hu has the ability, and after killing Andre, he fled thousands of miles, at most, he wandered the world to avoid being wanted by the Russian army and the imperial court. But what about Xiao Jiu? What to do with the Drum Tower? The family business of the Drum Tower is here, there are so many people, old and young, one is counted as one, and they all have to pay for the impulse of the tiger!

Huzi finally put away the knife and let go of his hand. The children of the rivers and lakes are happy to take revenge, just because they have nothing to worry about. To put it nicely, it's called arrogance, but it's just a bandit act that doesn't care about others. He couldn't do that, so he could only shrink behind the beams like a quail and swallow his breath.

I don't know how long it was, Huzi heard the door knock again, and when he looked up again, there was no trace of Andre in the house.

Xiao Jiu wrapped a sheet around his body, but he still sat up in a daze, stretched out his hand and touched it under him, and his fingers were stained with blood.

"Xiao Miao," Xiao Jiu called softly, "What about people?" ”

The girl named Xiao Miao stumbled into the room with a bucket. The bucket was full of water, still steaming. Xiao Miao poured water into the bath bucket and responded: "I'm sorry young master, the water is just boiling, you wait for me." ”

"Okay." Xiao Jiu nodded, still cherishing words like gold.

Xiao Miao was busy several times before he mixed the water, turned his head and said to Xiao Jiu: "Young class master, it's already okay." ”

Xiao Jiu was still wrapped in a sheet, stood up, paced to the bath tub, and said to Xiao Miao, "It's late, you go to sleep." ”

"No, no, no!" Xiao Miao waved his hand again and again, "The class master has ordered, I must serve you to bathe, if you let me out, the master will have to scold me to death when he turns around......"

Xiao Jiu shook his head: "I'll be alone, you're tired too, go out." When the head of the class asked, you said that I said it and asked my father to come to me. ”

Seeing Xiao Jiu's resolute attitude, Xiao Miao shrank his head timidly: "That...... Young class master, I can go back to sleep......"

Xiao Jiu nodded slightly, and Xiao Miao exited the room with the barrel and closed the door.

Removing the thin layer of sheets, Xiao Jiu immersed his entire body in the water and exhaled a long breath. Through the dense water vapor, Huzi could vaguely see that Xiao Jiu's body was blue and purple.

He felt very bad in his heart, he played together and grew up as a little brother, and now he has fallen into such a field. What saddened him even more was that there was nothing he could do about it.

Huzi didn't want Xiao Jiu to know that he had been there. He planned to put Xiao Jiu to sleep, touch it out like when he came, quietly, no one knew, that was the best. He didn't know how to face Xiao Jiu yet.

Do you want to persuade each other and say a few words of relief? What to say? For the first time, Huzi felt that he was really clumsy, and he couldn't think of anything to say to Xiao Jiu.

So he had to wait.

But he waited too long, the oil in the gas lamp was almost burned clean, it was much darker, and the water should have cooled down, Xiao Jiu was still soaking in the bath bucket, and he was squeezing water on his body again and again.

The water splashed high, and a cold light flashed, stinging the tiger's eyes.

At this time, Huzi didn't care about how to explain that he was a gentleman on the beam, so he flew down from the beam and grabbed Xiao Jiu's wrist. He lowered his voice and scolded: "Ramming! You don't want to die? ”

The knife in Xiao Jiu's hand had already pierced the skin on his chest. Blood oozed out of the wound little by little, dissolved in the water, as if pale red cotton wool had bloomed in the water.

Xiao Jiu looked at his wrist, and then looked up at the person in front of him: "Huzi? He had an unbelievable look on his face, only for the first time since he stepped down this evening, he had shown something else.

Huzi snatched the knife from Xiao Jiu's hand, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and the two of them stared at each other and were stunned.

Xiao Jiu sat in the bathtub like this, and suddenly hugged Huzi's waist, put his face on his chest, lowered his voice and whimpered: "Why do you bother to let me live?" Wouldn't it be good to let me die? Once it's over, no one needs to worry about me. ”

Huzi could only pat Xiao Jiu's back one by one: "It's okay...... It's okay...... I'm here, I'm with you. ”

Xiao Jiuyi pushed Huzi away, and Huzi almost fell down because he couldn't stand on a stable footing. Xiao Jiu stepped out of the bathtub and draped the slip again. He said, "What are you doing here?" I'm just a play, a play that everyone despises. Now it has become another one, I sold my body in exchange for a peace in the Drum Tower. It's a deal, and you see it, and it's not a loss. But I can't get over it in my heart, the fortune teller is right, there is really a peach blossom catastrophe in my life, only if I die by myself, I and the catastrophe of the Drum Tower can be regarded as over. Huzi, I thank you for thinking about me. But I hate you for saving me. ”

Xiao Jiu had his wet hair scattered, and he couldn't tell whether it was water or tears on his face. Take a step, say a word, and just walk to the edge of the bed and sit down. A little song was sung in his mouth: "The slave was originally a girl from a good family, but she made this bully innocent." On the contrary, he said that he was an adulterer who was adulterous with me, and who could guess that the little slave was bitter in his heart? Now I hit my head and died at this yamen, and I will return a piece of the archway of a chaste martyr! ”