There was still a lot of way from the coffin to his yard, and he swayed and walked back slowly, drinking wine as he went.

The remaining pot of wine, but it didn't cough it out again, it all went into the stomach.

He was thinking that if the Nine Tribulations came to his house that day and Xu Qing didn't stop him, he would have died under the sword of the Nine Tribulations. At least that day, he hadn't realized the "useless swordsmanship", and he didn't have anyone else to help him.

But Jiu Yan looked down on him, Xu Qing just pitied him, the only one who wanted him to die was Tinghai, and the problem was that Tinghai would spare his life according to He Sha's plan and lead out red beans.

It's really hard to say whether you win or lose on the rivers and lakes, and life and death also depend on God's face. He wasn't forced to die that day, and now he's all killed.

Listen to the sea, the wild fox, the nine difficulties, the old ghost of Lin, Xie Ding.

In addition to the wild fox, the other four are all masters of the rivers and lakes who have been famous for many years.

As time went on, he became more and more unbearable. Just the thought that they were still alive, even until next year, was so anxious that he felt he had to stop them, stop them from breathing, drinking, laughing.

Ye Yunsheng's expression was cold, and when he walked into the alley, light and thin snow fell around him.

At first, I almost didn't feel it, but when I pushed open the courtyard door of my house and walked in, I found that the white flowers in front of me, and the snow everywhere, were falling slowly and densely in the air, and for a while, I felt that they were almost frozen in front of me.

This snow is really beautiful, he can't help but think that Haruko may come over later, patting the tile surface on the roof, and calling him out for a walk around Chang'an.

He likes to follow Haruko high or low, she can always chase the wind, chase the snow, walk in the corners, eaves, spires, treetops, like the flat ground on the street.

That's right, I remember when I was a child, when I went up and down the mountain, I always didn't like to walk on smooth mountain roads, and I liked to walk on the gravel and barren grass slopes on the side.

He took off his cloak, rested his sword at the foot of the bed, and when he sat down, he couldn't help but touch the bed.

The wind outside drifted in with snowflakes, and he looked at it blankly for a while, thinking that this was very good, it was rare for Chang'an to snow again, and if he locked the wind and snow out of the door, it would be too ruthless.

He lay down slowly, and slowly turned to the side, as if he was still the same as before, without disturbing his wife and daughter inside, and fell asleep with his clothes together.

............

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Chang An's house.

The old watchman Ning is holding a jade plate in his left hand, the clouds and mountains are foggy, the smoke and rain are in the south of the river, it looks like it is from the hand of a famous artist; there are more than a dozen jade mountain fruits on it, this thing is also called Xianghua, there is no in the north, and there are not many in the south.

The species are rare, don't touch what you can't get used to, and you can't stop if you love to eat.

Ning Zuojian went to Huiji Mountain when he was young and encountered this thing, and later became addicted to it.

A hand stretched out on the side, and he was about to touch a jade mountain fruit, and he slapped it away.

"It's not delicious. ”

"Daddy, you're stingy too! I'll taste it. ”

Ning Zuojian said seriously: "I really didn't lie to you, this little thing is like a small wooden grain, it has no taste when chewed! It's not easy to peel ......."

The person on the side had a baby face, and looked frustrated that he had not succeeded in eating and eating, and said unhappily: "Dad, this is not right for you." ”

Ning Zuojian's face changed, and he said viciously: "What's wrong, Xiaosi, you are a young man after all, won't it hurt in your heart to grab food from an old man like me, who is about to die?"

Before Xiao Si could speak, a miserable howl sounded on the side.

The small room was dim, and the windows on all sides were sealed with thick black cloths, so that there was no light outside.

There was a candlestick against the wall, and six candles were inserted, half burning.

On the wall opposite the candlestick, the light and shadow are picturesque, one figure is still, and the other figure is short, as if seated, constantly shaking.

Between this wall and the candlestick, a torture bench was placed, and on both sides there were water tanks, charcoal basins, iron tongs, and water and blood were sprinkled on the ground, which were mixed together and looked viscous.

There was a man tied to the torture bench, shirtless, revealing whip marks and burnt wounds.

Grinning, teeth sticking out, sweating profusely, tears and snot streaming down his face.

This man's throat was hoarse, he couldn't bear it anymore, and wailed: "I said, I said everything, don't fight, don't fight again!"

As soon as the smile on Xiao Si's face was closed, he walked to his side, bent down and lowered his head, stared at him, and said coldly: "Liao Changzhong, Wei Xian will be detained soon, and you will not hinder life and death if you sell him." ”

Liao Changzhong was still sleeping with his sister in his arms in the hook bar yesterday, and when he woke up, he was beaten up without saying anything, and then the baby face in front of him walked in and asked him to tell him the location of the dark room in Wei Xian's mansion.

has been a veteran official in Chang'an for more than ten years, whether it is the court or the rivers and lakes, he is familiar with it. Liao Changzhong found out that he had been kidnapped, and after a little thought, he understood that these people must be the forces of Chang'an. It is not difficult to stun a person and take it away in the middle of the night, but the difficult thing is to be in the hook fence of the East City, not to alarm the nursing home inside, as well as the nearby Jianghu people......

It is very likely that the hook fence in the East Market is their family's.

It's been open for years...... He dug deep into his memory, and finally remembered that there were once people from the rivers and lakes who made trouble in Goolan and heard the guard of Goolan say a sentence, "I'm not afraid that the king of Hades will invite you to the palace, but I'm afraid of the Ning family's petty means." ”

He originally had a lot of ideas, taking money to redeem his life, threatening, and begging for mercy......

But in the end he did nothing, only to be silent, screaming when he was beaten, and silent when the thugs were resting.

The Ning family wants to deal with Lord Wei! Will this matter be left alive?

As long as he says it, I don't know how many adults in the court are looking forward to having a reason to attack the lady surnamed Ning next to the official's family! It is conceivable that if he runs to Kaifeng and shouts on the street that the Ning family wants to harm the lord of Chang'an, how wonderful the court will be after that, and what kind of bloody wind will the rivers and lakes be!

But is silence enough?

In the early years, the He family had not collapsed, and he also knew the two sentences that circulated on the rivers and lakes.

"The He family is easy to be a dog, but the Ning family is difficult to be a person. ”

It seems that he laughed at that time, and said, what does it have to do with him, who has nothing to do with the Ning family's small room?

Liao Changzhong spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, in order to make his throat clearer, so that he could make it clear: "I can tell you where the dark room of Lord Wei is, but you want to let me and my family go!"

People are like this, just like many people who have a terminal illness and are told that they still don't believe it, and even wonder if they will have a miracle themselves.

As most pessimisms are inexplicable, sometimes optimism can be impulsive and blind.

Wei Xian asked him to arrange the dark room single-handedly, and even poisoned those who excavated and built.

He dared to listen to Wei Xian's orders to do this, also because he had dealt with too many fake accounts of Wei Xian, and the two were in the same boat.

People in officialdom have more complicated ideas.

And the people on the rivers and lakes are much simpler.

How do you make your partners in the same boat betray each other?

Xiaosi's approach adheres to the inertia of the Jianghu people.

To say or not to say?

Don't say?

Beat.

To say or not to say?

Don't say?

Keep playing.

To say or not to say?

Said it......

Xiao Si finally grabbed a jade mountain fruit, followed Ning Zuojian's example, pressed it in the two raised places, rubbed it again, and slowly removed the black clothes on the outside with broken shells.

It's a delicate job, and it doesn't get clean and you can't eat it.

Liao Changzhong's hands and feet were still tied, and he was spasming, tossing his thugs for a day, and he had already stood behind him and twisted his neck with a thin thread.

Xiao Si pinched the citron with two fingers and looked at it, satisfied with his first attempt, threw the hard little thing into his mouth, and chewed it with a click.

"Ahh

Ning Zuojian was about to jump up, couldn't help laughing, and counted him down: "Look at it, it's a waste!"

"What kind of smell does this have!" Xiao Si had a bitter face, it was not fragrant at all, it was bitter and scum!

Ning Zuojian's face was not obvious, with a regretful expression of pain. In fact, I am secretly happy in my heart, making you greedy! If you eat well and become addicted, won't you have to grab food from me in the future?

The old janitor of the Ning family's third room was also a mistake, and deliberately left a broken one for Xiao Si to snatch away.

I still think in my heart, fruit, there is always a bad one, you can't eat it well, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky!

Liao Changzhong's head hung down softly, and the thug drew a thin thread, which flickered in the candlelight, but it was a golden thread.

In the small room, there is one more ghost.

Said it......

You can die.