Xia Yunqiu's face sank, and he couldn't help but become a little difficult to look at.

He moved his lips and held back for a while, but he couldn't hold it back.

With a gloomy face, he finally said with difficulty, "How do you see that?"

A smug smile curled into the corner of Ling Tiansu's mouth, and he finally stopped and glanced back at him.

In the moment of looking back, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly disappeared like halva melting in water.

He looked very surprised and said: "Lord Xia, your reaction speed is inevitably a little too slow, I thought you didn't hear the words of this son, it made this son so embarrassed, you are not right, if you have this attitude towards your subordinates, I am afraid that you will suffer a big loss, this son still recommends that you exercise your reaction ability well." ”

At this moment, Xia Yunqiu seemed to hear the sound of grinding his teeth.

He regretted a little why he couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart.

Fortunately, Ling Tiansu accepted it when he saw it, and did not continue to stimulate him.

He turned around, kept walking backwards, looked at him and smiled: "The reason why I can see this is actually not difficult. Before coming to this Dali Temple to contact you, this son has heard some of your deeds, and in terms of your life experience since childhood, it is indeed not a lucky experience.

The most heard in this world is nothing more than miserable, the pearl is hidden, forbearance, and finally the right result, rising, low-key, dark, and withdrawn......

Since then, I have been vaguely aware of what your true heart is like. ”

Xia Yunqiu's eyes did not squint, and he did not shy away from his smiling gaze.

He sneered and said, "Just based on these few points I heard, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has made reckless comments on others, which is a bit too arbitrary." ”

Ling Tiansu said: "Is it arbitrary? Don't you think that this Shizi is the kind of person who is full of food and has nothing to do to listen to those alleys and gossip and comment on the deeds one by one?"

Don't take yourself too seriously, in Rashomon, you Xia Yunqiu is a little influential, but in the vast sea of Dajin, you really don't have the ability to make too big waves, let alone what is outstanding and worthy of this world's attention to figure out what kind of person you are. ”

Xia Yunqiu's eyes turned cold, and he said, "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World doesn't bother to figure out what kind of person he is, how can he be sure that he is a proud person?"

Lingtian Su Jueyou shook his head a little amusedly, and said: "I have never tried to figure out you, often unknown rumors are more mysterious and attractive than real people, but those wonderful rumors of yours are just a flash in the ears of this world, let alone figuring it out."

What really makes people feel different is your position, you can see that you like the darkness very much, even if you come to meet this world, you don't forget to hide most of your body in the shadows, although you seem to want to hide yourself in the darkness as much as possible, you hate this world, but you have to rely on this world to survive, so you still put your small half of your body under the light.

This shows that you still want to show yourself, you can't completely disappear in the eyes of the world, you want to maintain a low-key posture, and you want to desperately release your own brilliance, how can there be such a thing in the world.

Indeed, everyone says that you are low-key, but your low-key is well known, such a low-key has deteriorated, and when this son says that you are very proud, you are indeed very proud to admit it, right? Since you have admitted this fact, why do you need to continue to dwell on how this son sees it. ”

Xia Yunqiu frowned slightly, then dispersed, and saluted with his chin: "Taught." ”

Ling Tiansu smiled slightly and said, "Okay, since this son has already solved your doubts, why don't you also solve your doubts." ”

Xia Yunqiu said: "What doubts does the prince have?"

For a moment, Ling Tiansu seemed to be affected by him, and a gloomy aura appeared between his eyebrows.

He lowered his voice and said, "This son asks you, where does the smell of blood on your body come from? Presumably, with your identity, someone is afraid that someone will do it for you, right?"

Xia Yunqiu smiled, still with that silent smile, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth looked very weird.

"Ordinary prisoners are naturally not worthy of doing it themselves, but please don't forget your Royal Highness, which case I am here for.

The ...... Ordinary people can't move, but they can only work hard and do it themselves. ”

Ling Tiansu looked at him coldly and said, "I don't remember that Your Majesty gave an order for you to be executed. ”

"Your Royal Highness, don't forget, Dali Temple doesn't just belong to Your Majesty. People who Your Majesty can't judge, people who can't move, but we Rashomon people can. ”

"Heh, has your master given you permission to do this?"

"Since the master of the door has explained this matter to Zaixia, he naturally trusts him. ”

Ling Tiansu suddenly smiled and said, "But your sect master doesn't seem to trust you for long. ”

Regarding Ling Tiansu's sarcasm, Xia Yunqiu was not angry.

He said lightly: "The mind of the master of the door, where do I dare to guess casually, but do you think this is a good errand for you?"

Indeed, Gu Ran is a tricky thorn, and anyone else will feel a headache, even Ling Tiansu, who is the prince of the Ye Mansion.

But for Xia Yunqiu, it is very different, he is not afraid of offending the powerful in the DPRK.

Not afraid of Gu Jinyan's settlement after the autumn, if he could, he would definitely not give Gu Ran half a chance to live.

Ling Tiansu smiled and said, "Who knows before you do this errand?"

The dungeon has the longest narrow passage, but it is not endless.

While the two were talking, they finally came to the inside of the dungeon.

Gu Ran is not an ordinary prisoner, she has special treatment, and the solitary confinement where she is held is at the dark end of the dungeon.

Ling Tiansu looked at the dark and damp cell where many sinners, young and old, were imprisoned.

None of them did not have an extraordinary fierce look in their eyes.

Ling Tiansu was no stranger to this kind of look, only those wicked people whose hands had been stained with countless blood would have such eyes.

Ling Tiansu didn't feel the slightest strangeness.

Dali Temple is a death row, and naturally some of the most vicious prisoners are imprisoned.

As he was walking, Ling Tiansu's footsteps suddenly stopped.

His gaze stayed on the damp, dirty ground ahead.

There was not only dirty muddy water and filth on the ground, but also a dirty steamed bun that was so dry and hard that the surface layer was cracked.

Maybe the prison guards accidentally landed on the ground while delivering food.

There were still a few black footprints on this dirty steamed bun, and it was obvious that the jailer who delivered the meal was too lazy to bend down to pick up such a small steamed bun.

A steamed bun is naturally not worth Ling Tiansu to stop.

What really stopped him was the cell not far from the dirty steamed buns, where a thin and dirty little hand was desperately stretching out his little hand through the cell gate.

This is a child's hand, both in the palm and in the arm, which is very thin.

Dirty mud mixed with blood smeared all over the hand.

Although he stretched out his fingers, he desperately stretched out the steamed bun in front of him.

However, the gate restricted his body, and the steamed bun was too far away from him, which was obviously useless.

What is even more remarkable is that his five fingers are not sound.

He tried hard to open his palms, but his thumbs were twisted and curled.

A normal person's thumb is not usually twisted to such an extent, and it is clear that his thumb has been discarded.

Ling Tiansu didn't think deeply about why a child was beaten into this Dali Temple, let alone wanted to know why his thumb was invalid.

Although there are many unjust, false and wrongful cases in the world, Ling Tiansu thinks that he is not a savior.

Just behind him, a meaningful look appeared on Xia Yunqiu's face.

Wei Dun's footsteps continued to rise, and he walked forward with a calm face.

He didn't even bother to look at the ten-year-old child inside the cell door.

Xia Yunqiu frowned slightly.

The moment the boots stepped over the dirty steamed bun on the ground.

The dirty little hand turned in one direction suddenly, grabbing a life-saving straw and dragging Ling Tiansu's clothes to death.

A sneer appeared on Xia Yunqiu's face, and he looked at Ling Tiansu who had stopped with interest.

How much strength can a child have, and he is still a ten-year-old child with unsound five fingers.

If he really cares about these things ruthlessly, it is very easy to break free from his grasp.

But he still stopped......

Under Xia Yunqiu's mocking gaze, Ling Tiansu glanced back at the child who was squatting on the inside of the gate.

The child was about 10 years old, and his eyes were sunken and his cheekbones were abnormally high and convex due to perennial hunger.

Unkempt, greasy hair grows like weeds, and there is no clean place for the skin on the face, and there is also a missing ear.

Ling Tiansu had no doubt that after he let go, there would be a stain on his robe that was difficult to wash.

The jailer on duty on the side frowned slightly, opened his mouth and stepped forward to say something, but was stopped by Xia Yunqiu's cold eyes.

The boy tugged at the corner of his coat weakly, and was obviously very surprised to see that he had stopped.

He shrank back in fear, but his hand still didn't let go of the corner of his clothes.

He looked longingly at the dirty steamed bun outside the cell that he couldn't reach at all.

He swallowed with great difficulty, and looked up at him timidly, but his eyes were full of longing and pleading.

Ling Tiansu showed a very gentle smile, he slowly squatted down and put the bright yellow book in his hand under his armpit, and picked up the dirty steamed bun at his feet.

The dirt on the steamed bun stained his clean palms black.

I don't know how many days this dirty steamed bun has been on this ground, it has been dry and hard to the present, and there is a rough touch from the cracks on the surface of the steamed bun.

Ling Tiansu frowned, feeling that such a steamed bun was really difficult to get into his throat.

However, under the cowardly appearance of this child, who was extremely eager to want but did not dare to open his mouth, he still handed the steamed bun to him.

Asked softly, "Want to eat?"

The child's eyes shone with a scorching light, and he nodded vigorously.

Ling Tiansu smiled and said, "If you want to eat, take it." ”

(PS: There is another shift in the evening.) ）