Chapter Seventy-Four: The Prison
Since he was imprisoned in a secret prison, Li Zifeng has been unconscious, and his forehead is hot. Even with a thick quilt on his body, he still whispered 'cold' in his sleep.
The conditions of the prison were much better than those of the death row, although there were also only narrow windows to connect to the outside world, but at least there were decent beds, tables and chairs, and candlesticks for lighting, Shang Pingrong let the best doctors in Xing Wei's mansion come to diagnose and treat him, but it still couldn't relieve Li Zifeng's pain.
"What's wrong?" Shang Pingrong kept his face calm and frowned.
"Wounded all over my body. The doctor sighed, "The prison cell is a cold place, and if you stay for a long time, it will cause old diseases, and now you need to take care of it, and if you continue to toss like this, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed." ”
"From now on, no one will toss him anymore. Shang Pingrong's brows tightened even more, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and his eyes were shining, "You can cure it, use the best medicine, and open your mouth if you need anything!"
"If you are injured at a young age, you will not die of pain when you are old?" the doctor said to himself, suddenly remembering that he was only a death row inmate, even if he was cured, what would he do?
The doctor was busy for more than an hour before he finished cleaning the wound and applying medicine to Li Zifeng, and then bandaging it. The doctor greeted Shang Pingrong and went down to dispense the medicine. Shang Pingrong looked at the unconscious Li Zifeng with an inexplicable expression.
In the dead of night, the insect chirping gradually stopped, occasionally there were birds flying in the air, making a low strange call, making people feel cold, a black shadow flashed, stopped in the depths of the alley of Qingyuan Town, the bleak moonlight reflected on the body, only half of the face was reflected, very weird.
After a few breaths, a figure cautiously approached, and the man in black drew his long sword and put it on the shoulder of the person who came, the blade of which was tightly pressed against the skin of his neck, "I said that I would no longer be in touch, don't you understand?"
The person who came trembled obviously, the moonlight shone on his face, and he could barely see his appearance clearly, He Yukun.
He Yukun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Young owner, it's not that I mean to disturb, it's just... There may be some situations that will be of some use to you. He forced his composure and looked at Li Shijie.
"Your message better not disappoint me. Li Shijie frowned.
"Our head has taken people out of Qingyuan Town, without any explanation, leaving me and a few accompanying disciples to lie dormant here, which seems to be a very important matter. He Yukun finished in one breath.
"How many of you came?"
"Not a few, counting the shadow guards of the hidden secret guards, there are at least thirty or forty people. ”
"Where are they hiding?" Li Shijie was a little impatient, he just wanted to hear the point.
"I don't know, they act very secretively, but..."He Yukun thought for a while and said, "I only know that Li Zifeng had a few subordinates before, all of whom went to Shiqingshan to hibernate, as well as Xu Zining and Zhou Wenxian, who also took people to wander around the town in the past two days, and seemed to be intending to investigate some information, which seemed to be mostly related to the actions of Li Zifeng's subordinates..."He Yukun only wanted to hit the people he hated.
At this time, Xu Zining was dressed in black, lying dormant on the eaves and watching all this, his brows tightly knit and his eyes solemn.
Li Shijie put the sword back into its sheath, "I know, you go back first! I will send someone to contact you again if there is something." ”
After a few moments, the two of them walked in opposite directions, Xu Zining waved his hand, and immediately a secret guard followed Li Shijie. And he himself was keeping an eye on the direction He Yukun was going, and flew to catch up.
As the cold wind swept through the fallen leaves, everything fell silent as if nothing had happened.
He Yukun looked around, and after making sure that no one was following him, he sneakily entered the temporary foothold, Qingyuan Inn, and quietly went up to the second floor, but found that Xu Zining was leaning in front of the pillar on one side, waiting silently.
"Uh!" He Yukun was startled, "Why are you here?" Maybe he was a thief with a weak heart and had always been rampant and domineering, and He Yukun, who had no one in his eyes, took a few steps back again and again, and his breathing and speaking voice were a little unsteady.
"Yo!" Xu Zining stretched out casually, "In the middle of the night, where did the junior brother go?"
He Yukun strengthened his courage and returned to the posture of no one in his eyes before, "Hey... I said, Senior Brother, it's my freedom to go wherever I go, do I also have to report this? We are just hibernating, not grounded. ”
"Oh. Xu Zining nodded with satisfaction, "Then it seems that the senior brother's memory is not very good, since the senior brother was arrested and imprisoned, the master in charge has strictly ordered that no one is allowed to go out without an order..."Xu Zining paused, "Oh, by the way, when it comes to senior brother, I want to ask you, where did you go on the night of the incident?"
"You... You!" He Yukun's face turned red, "Senior brother, is this interrogating me as a prisoner?"
Xu Zining seemed to smile, "Whether you are a prisoner or not, I don't count, it depends on what you have done." Do you say yes?
He Yukun trembled, his heart beat faster, and he forcibly replaced his nervousness with anger, "I won't tell you, it's getting late, I'll go to bed first." With that, he turned and pushed open the door to enter the house.
"Senior brother!" Just as He Yukun was about to enter the house, he was stopped by Xu Zining, "For the sake of the love of the same door, I remind you, one wrong step, one wrong step, and no matter how unrepentant, all the suffering that the senior brother suffered because of you will be magnified and inflicted on you by several percent, and I hope you can think about it." ”
When Xu Zining said this, his voice was so cold that he was chilling, He Yukun's body trembled obviously, and then he entered the house like a flight and closed the door heavily.
Xu Zining leaned on the pillar and sighed softly, in the past, the senior brother and Xu Weixiang were by his side, and he could live freely and unscrupulously. Now that the senior brother is in prison and Xu Weixiang is dead, he can only force himself to pretend to be cold to disguise, or disguise himself as Li Zifeng.
The head disciple is too free-spirited, and sometimes, it's not a good thing.
The sound of He Yukun opening the door alarmed the sleepy attendant disciple He Qing, He Qing and He Yukun walked very close on weekdays, and the two were in cahoots. Relying on He Yukun's self-esteem, but the difference is that compared to He Yukun's blatantness, he is much more restrained.
Seeing He Yukun's flustered expression, He Qing said in surprise, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"
He Yukun poured a glass of cold water, barely holding back his flustered breathing, and he said hatefully, "This Xu Zining, who is a disciple of the head of the sect, stares at me like a ghost all day long. ”
When the words landed, there was a knock on the window from the outside, and it was very regular, He Yukun's hand shook, and the teacup fell on the table, "What kind of person?
"It's me. Outside was Xu Zining's voice, "I just want to remind my junior brother that drinking cold water in the middle of the night is not good for your health, rest early and take care of yourself." Then, the footsteps outside grew farther and farther away.
He Yukun was angry, he simply threw the teacup on the ground, the teacup fell to the ground and shattered his bones, the tea flowed wantonly, He Yukun roared, "Xu Zining, I have to clean you up one day!"
"Senior brother, don't pay attention to him, now that there is no senior brother and Xu Weixiang, he can't make much waves, and at most he plays tricks. He Qing comforted while cleaning up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.
"I'll make him look good sooner or later!" He Yukun slammed his fist on the table.
Xu Zining listened to the movement coming from He Yukun's room and smiled deeply.
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