Volume 3 The Bell Chapter 20 I have a lost pearl that I can't find
When the dark and bottomless cave entrance first appeared in front of her, An Qing still couldn't help but tremble as she did when she was in Qingdi Township, and a trace of fear rose in her heart to retreat.
Zhao Wu'an in front seemed to feel something, and when he turned around, An Qing quickly straightened his chest, his face was solemn, and he made a heroic and fearless appearance.
Zhao Wu'an tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but after hesitating for a while, he shook his head as if giving up, turned around and continued to look at the dark hole at his feet.
In the firewood room on the west side, a faint fire suddenly lit up. Hu Buxi walked out of it with a torch, closed the door with his hand, and said: "I'll just say, no matter how powerful Mr. Tang is, he is not a mortal, but when he is old, he gets up at night or something, can he still have a bright future?"
And Zhao Wu'an, who had already recovered from a serious injury, personally overturned the cellar door, and said disapprovingly: "He hasn't opened this cellar door for many years." If it is an ordinary night, why do you need to put a torch in the firewood room? β
"yes. So, the torches are specially prepared for us?" An Qing had a flash of inspiration in her mind and clasped her fist.
"Pretty much. Zhao Wu'an nodded.
The old man who leaned against the corner of the wall and closed his eyes yawned lazily, and did not participate in the discussion of several people. However, Xu Chang, who was late after dark, showed a remorseful look on his face, and said bitterly: "If I knew the truth and hid under the cellar of the Tang family, why would I have done all the evil things in this Duxiu Village in ten years......
Zhao Wu'an shook his head and said word by word: "If it weren't for the fact that Tang Leng's two sons died in the war, what you did would not be meaningless. In the final analysis, it is a cycle of cause and effect, and it is just a matter of reporting and reporting. β
Hu Buxi nodded solemnly with Zhao Wu'an, and then asked, "By the way, what about your little brother who makes bows and arrows?"
"Shun Huai...... I went back to boil medicine for my mother. Xu Chang's face darkened, "Since I met the alliance leader ten years ago, his mother has had a strange disease, and every time she vomits blood, she needs three bowls of freshly boiled Lingshan decoction a day to recuperate." For this reason, Shun Huai knelt down and begged the alliance leader for half a day, and only then did the alliance leader send someone to send medicinal materials every month. β
Zhao Wu'an sighed: "It's because of this that he is willing to even mess with the liver and brain for Dongfang, and even kidnap Ning Longhai's youngest son, right?"
"Yes. Xu Chang replied with a sad face.
Hu Buxi had a suddenly realized expression, and then pointed at Xu Chang without any scruples: "It was your half-brother who was taken away, right?
Xu Chang suddenly frowned, turned to Hu Buxi, and said sharply without fear: "Of course it's for the right path! I've long been fed up with the fact that the people in this Duxiu Village are not ghosts or ghosts, if someone can help me break through the haze in this village and give the village a paradise for the fathers and elders in the village, then Xu Chang is willing to pay for his life and go to the soup and fire, and he will not give up!"
Hu Buxi was stunned, rarely lowered his voice, nodded and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity." A good seedling, used by Dongfang Lianmo, alas. β
Xu Chang knew that over the years, Dongfang Lian Mo had not let him do any bad things, and he did not respond to Hu Buxi's judgment, but just blushed and clenched his fists.
By this time, it was already dark, and the village fell into a deathly silence. The streets are dimly lit and pedestrians are scarce, and every villager still lives in fear and illusion, constantly disguising himself and doubting others. It was as if the earth-shattering upheaval of the afternoon had not happened.
The small courtyard where Zhao Wu'an and the others are located is the residence of the old man surnamed Tang who is only separated by a wall from Ning Mansion.
According to Hu Buxi's statement, this unattractive old man is actually a man from the Tang Sect in Shuzhong decades ago, who is very good at pharmacology, and is proficient in tracking assassination and trickery layout.
It's a pity that the grand occasion of the Tang Gate has collapsed since Dongfang Lianmo set off a ten-mile tornado in the Mobei Gobi. Up to now, the Tang Gate in Shuzhong, which is well known to women and children on the rivers and lakes, has long become the Tang Gate of the Eastern Desert. And Tang Leng is undoubtedly a loser.
As a loser, Tang Leng has been trapped in Duxiu Village for so many years, which is also something that puzzles both Zhao Wuan and Hu Buxi.
Fortunately, Tang Leng, who left Duxiu Village, met Hu Buxi, who was scurrying around like a headless fly looking for Zhao Wu'an, who not only treated his injuries, but also pointed out the road to Duxiu Village for him. But there is no mention of the matter of the Jishi of Duxiu Village.
Fortunately, things have taken a turn for the worse. It can be inferred from Ning Dantong's words that the Ji Master, who has long been extinct in Duxiu Village, is Tang Leng's two sons. And after Ning Dantong subdued the law, he was an old servant who didn't know where he came from and told them that there was the truth hidden under the cellar.
Hu Buxi and Zhao Wu'an both hit the south wall and didn't look back. The mystery of Twilight Village is so unexpected, how can they turn a blind eye to the truth that is within reach.
Therefore, after Hu Buxi effortlessly killed Ning Dantong, a few people rested for a while, and then followed the instructions of the old man and went straight to Duxiu Village.
In addition to the old man who had been waiting by the wall for a long time, Xu Chang was an unexpected guest. However, after thinking about it carefully, his original intention to surrender to Dongfang Lianmo was to find out the truth about Duxiu Village, which was also a relief.
"Now that the torches are there and the people are all together, let's go down and take a look. Zhao Wu'an leaned into the cellar and caught a glimpse of a wooden ladder that had decayed, right at the entrance of the cellar.
"Let me come, let me come, this ladder is in disrepair and may be about to fall, boss, your body has not recovered, I have a torch, let me Lao Hu come to explore the way first." Hu Buxi smiled attentively and stopped Zhao Wu'an from rushing to the front.
Looking at the belly that trembled with the twisting of Hu Buxi's body, Zhao Wuan smiled helplessly: "Okay." β
Anyway, if the ladder can bear Hu Buxi's weight, then the few of them can be absolutely assured.
Hu Buxi grinned, smiled, cautiously held on to the ladder, and touched it down. The torch flickered as it poked into the cellar from outside, and then slowly began to burn again.
After walking for less than two steps, Hu Buxi stepped on the cold floor tiles. He looked down with some surprise, only to realize that he had really stepped on the ground. The torches shone around, and there was ice left in the corner of the wall, and in front of it stood a huge golden bell.
"Boss, come down, there's no problem here!" Hu Buxi shouted at the head, "This cellar is a little deep, and there is almost nothing else except for a bell open." β
Zhao Wu'an, who was above, heard this, and was about to step down, but was dazzled by a touch of clothes.
When he looked at it again, it was Xu Chang who was in a hurry to get ahead. He could only smile with emotion and quietly get out of the way.
Xu Chang thanked Zhao Wu'an with a complicated expression, and then climbed the ladder and walked down the cellar.
Although the cellar was not deep or large, Hu Buxi's torches did not illuminate much of the place, and it was still dark from above. Weighing that An Qing's heart was probably still beating drums, Zhao Wuan turned his head to look at Qi Zuo, with an indifferent expression: "Mr. first, please?"
"I don't have to. The old man shook his head, "That thing, it's enough to see it once." β
"Sir, do you mean not to go down?" Zhao Wu'an remained silent and took An Qing's hand.
"Nope. The old man calmly vetoed.
Zhao Wu'an narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the old man's outfit. Although it was spring, it was already quite hot in the south, but the old man was still wearing a thick shirt and horse coat, and he specially used a scarf to protect his neck, and his body was lifeless.
That dead breath is the common nature of all the servants and doctors in the world, and Zhao Wuan didn't care much about it. But at this time, he caught a glimpse of the scarf around the old man's neck, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.
"You are ......," Zhao Wu'an seemed to feel.
The old man suddenly stepped forward, left the wall with his back, and looked at Zhao Wu'an with wide eyes, a faint smile flashed in his cloudy eyes.
For a moment, it was as if an electric current passed through the whole body, and the clouds saw the sun.
Zhao Wu'an suddenly realized.
The old man smiled and said, "Now that you know, there is no need for me to say anything more here." Old decay farewell. β
An Qing was confused: "What? What happened just now? Why did it suddenly become clear? Zhao Wu'an, are you hiding something from me?"
"Talk less. Zhao Wu'an squeezed An Qing's little hand lightly, which instantly made An Qing scream in pain.
Seeing that the old man was about to leave after bowing lightly, Zhao Wu'an couldn't help but shout: "Sir, stay here!" So, old Mr. Tang Leng, you are willing to use the elixir that even Dongfang Lian Mo has been asking for for several years on me...... That's why too?"
"Eight or nine is not far from ten. The old man nodded slightly.
Zhao Wu'an's eyes darkened, and he didn't turn his head and whispered: "But no matter how you help, I will no longer be the second prince of Ye after all......"
"It doesn't matter. The old man shook his head, "Lord Yuwen, I've been waiting for you to go back, no matter who you are. β
Zhao Wu'an was stunned: "This ......"
"That's enough. The old man interrupted him in an old voice, "Zuoye has never wanted to dominate the world. Mobei is actually beautiful enough. β
After that, the old man didn't stop anymore, and turned around and left.
The south wind passed through the alley, and the linden trees rustled overhead.
A long sigh came from the alley.
"The age is not gone, and the juvenile madness has not disappeared. β
"Spiegel has been hanging in the hall. β
"I have a missing pearl that I can't findβ"
"Give the sound of the rivers and seas of Kyushu. β
Zhao Wu'an was stunned.
An Qing tilted her head suspiciously, and said with palpitations: "You won't pinch me again, will you...... Who the hell is he, do you know?"
"I don't know him, but he should know me. Zhao Wu'an turned around and stepped onto the steps of the cellar.
"Hey, really, who is he, and why does he know you?"
"It's a eunuch. Zhao Wuan didn't look back.
"Too ...... Eunuch?" An Qing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, "Yes, he has a weird yin and yang aura, and he can't see the Adam's apple with a scarf...... So he's a eunuch in the palace?"
"Hmm. Zhao Wu'an's voice was cold.
Holding An Qing, who was still standing in place, Zhao Wu'an walked down, An Qing was pulled by him and had no choice but to follow behind, shrug his shoulders, and shrank his head into the cellar.