Luo nine needles

Chapter 93

At the last moment before midnight, Gao Xiaoliu finally appeared.

Seeing Rich Man Gao sitting indoors, Gao Xiaoliu was startled.

"Father, why are you sitting up?" He asked, "Are you just waking up? Or are you going to fall asleep?"

The rich man looked at him, gasped for breath, and pointed, "Call me—"

The two servants standing inside the door slammed down with their wooden sticks, without showing any mercy, one stick hit Gao Xiaoliu's leg and the other hit Gao Xiaoliu's back.

Gao Xiaoliu let out a scream and fell to the ground.

"Father—I'm your own son." He cried out heartbreakingly.

Zhike was very distressed and couldn't help but also shouted "Master." His voice was lowered again, "Young master is injured, and you escaped death this time."

The rich man looked at Gao Xiaoliu who was lying on the ground: "What's the matter with my own son? Did you forget how your son died? Give me the back!"

Gao Xiaoliu hummed on the ground, and sure enough, he recited it: "The giant's belly lives in Qin, and his son kills people. Qin Huiwang said: "Mr. is old, so he must have other sons.The widow has ordered the officials not to punish them.The reason why the husband listens to the widows is also. "You are not allowed to benefit the king, but kill him. My son, people are selfish, and they tolerate their selfishness in order to do righteousness. Juzi can be said to be fair."

The rich man pointed at him, breathing quickly: "You did such a thing, endangering Momen, and the crime is extremely heinous. Even if you didn't die on the spot, I should have killed you."

Gao Xiaoliu lay on the ground and continued to hum: "Father is right." He muttered again, "But you are not the head of the sect, so you cannot convict me and kill me."

"How dare you—" the rich man shouted, standing up angrily, and doing it himself.

Zhike hurriedly stopped him: "Master, nothing can happen again." Then he called Gao Xiaoliu, "Master hanged himself with poison to prevent him from falling into a coma in order to wait for the son's news, son, don't be angry with the master."

Gao Xiaoliu got up from the ground, limped to the rich man Gao, and supported him with Zhike.

"Father, I was taught by you from childhood to adulthood. When the accident happened, I was not very old. I have survived all these years. What kind of person am I? Although you don't see it often, you can still see it. It's clear, I'm not a person who has no sense of propriety." He sighed and said, "Why don't you believe me so much? It seems that no matter how much I do, I'm nothing in your heart."

This was the first time that Gao Xiaoliu, who was always joking, said such a thing, Zhike was stunned for a moment, and the rich man's face was slightly stagnant.

"It's not that I don't believe you." He said, "Xiao Liu, it's about the life and death of the Mo Sect."

"As an Mohist, I follow the way of heaven and do what I can. Since I dare to do it, I will never endanger Mohism." Gao Xiaoliu said, "Father, you trust me."

The rich man looked at him, saw the bloodstains on his embroidered robe, and saw the scratches on his white skin that had been suffocated in the casino.

"How are you?" he asked.

"Don't worry about me, I'm much better than you." Gao Xiaoliu said, helped the wealthy man to sit down, and then called Zhike, "Get the medicine quickly."

Zhike hurriedly responded yes.

The rich man did not refuse any more, came to the bedside and sat down, and ate the soup and medicine brought by Zhike.

"Liu Yan is here." He was about to get up again, "I'll see him with you—"

Gao Xiaoliu pressed him on the bed: "I can deal with Liu Yan alone. I have a clear conscience for Tian Xingdao. Liu Yan is an upright person. Although he doesn't like me, he will not kill me."

The candlelight was beating, Liu Yan glanced at the clepsydra, then at Gao Xiaoliu lying on the ground.

"You came back just in time, if you were a moment later, you would have to lie outside," he said.

"It's not my fault." Gao Xiaoliu said, "My lord, you have mobilized too many soldiers and horses. It was really hard for me to escape. Otherwise, I would have killed those bandits and I would have been able to come back the same day."

Liu Yan looked at him coldly: "Liu Ye killed so many bandits by himself, it's amazing."

"Don't dare, I'm not alone." Gao Xiaoliu propped himself up vigorously, raised his hands to caress his temples, and made a coquettish gesture—although the current description is really not coquettish.

Hearing this sentence, Liu Yan's eyes darkened, looking at Gao Xiaoliu, the news came that there were two people who jumped off the cliff.

The rich man Gao said before that Gao Xiaoliu went there alone without telling them. According to the movement of the soldiers and horses, when the bandits were killed, the men sent by the rich man did not have time to find Gao Xiaoliu.

Therefore, that person is not a Mo Tu who belongs to the hall of the capital.

"It's everyone's credit." Gao Xiaoliu's voice continued, "Thanks to the sages, thanks to my fellow disciples, and thanks to Mr. Liu, anyway, even if I can't kill these bandits, you will make them hard to escape, my lord. .”

Hearing Gao Xiaoliu's rhetoric, Liu Yan was not angry. He didn't want to ask who the other Motu was, and it didn't matter who he was.

"Okay." He said, stroking his hands, "Since you came back alive, follow me to the prison cell of Dali Temple. You will live there from now on, and everyone will be safe and quiet."

"My lord—" Gao Xiaoliu fell on the ground again, "I won't go to the cell, don't let me go to the cell."

Liu Yan looked down at the young master lying on the ground, and said kindly: "If you don't go to the cell, are you allowed to run around again, killing people and setting fire at will?"

Gao Xiaoliu hugged his leg: "I don't run around, I'm in Huixian Tower, I don't go anywhere, if I step out of Huixian Tower."

Seeing Liu Yan's dumb face at this point, the promise is nothing but empty words to him and cannot be persuaded.

Gao Xiaoliu looked left and right, let go of Liu Yan, raised his leg and slammed into the table.

Accompanied by the sound of cracking and muffled cries, Zhike also rushed in from the outside.

"Son—"

Gao Xiaoliu didn't just lay down on the ground this time, but curled up, the sweat on his forehead seemed to burst out instantly.

"My lord, legs—what are you doing?" Zhike knelt on the ground, shocked and distressed, looking at Gao Xiaoliu's right leg, the blood-stained trouser leg became distorted.

"Master Liu." Gao Xiaoliu gritted his teeth and looked up at Liu Yan, "You see, I broke my leg. I will definitely go to Xianlou honestly. I won't even take a step. go out!"

Liu Yan looked at him: "If you have a broken leg, others can carry you out."

Gao Xiaoliu wailed: "Lord Liu, it's inconvenient for me to carry me out, and it's inconvenient for me to walk, and it's also inconvenient for me to kill people and set fire to them. Why should I go out?"

As he spoke, propping himself up and dragging his legs to crawl on the ground, Zhike stood beside him helplessly and distressedly, "My lord, don't move."

"Master Liu, I can't go to the cell, my father can't leave me, you trust me, I promise I won't step out of Huixian Tower." Gao Xiaoliu grabbed Liu Yan's feet and begged, "Please ,I beg you."

Liu Yan glanced at him and retracted his foot.

"Remember, if you step out of Huixian Tower, I will condemn you and kill you in the street." He said, and walked out.

Gao Xiaoliu was overjoyed and thanked again and again: "Master Liu is wise, Master Liu knows every detail, Master Liu, you are my reborn parents, Master Liu, why don't I recognize you as a godfather—"

The door was slammed shut, blocking Gao Xiaoliu's howling.

Zhike hurriedly opened the door again, "Quickly, call the doctor."

In the middle of the night, Huixian Building was noisy.

Gao Xiaoliu's wound was bandaged by the doctor, and a bed was set up in this room, Zhike and the shop assistants carried Gao Xiaoliu up there, and the doctors retreated to make medicine, Zhike sighed.

"My lord, why do you hurt yourself?" He said, "Even if you go to the cell, you won't be able to bear the pain, and you don't have to worry about the master. When the master wakes up, he can go in and see you."

"Don't I make Liu Yan more at ease." Gao Xiaoliu said, "I can't be put in prison for doing this kind of thing, and I can't be questioned. Legs, vent your anger on him."

Zhike shook his head helplessly: "My lord, you really are"

It's getting more and more unpredictable.

Single-handedly kill the bandits, this fate is not necessary.

While talking, he suddenly broke his leg, and if the leg said no, he didn't want it.

I don't even know what the boy is thinking.

Gao Xiaoliu said: "Oh, don't worry about it, that's all. I have my own opinion, so don't worry." After saying that, he waved his hand, "Go, let's go, I want to recuperate and rest."

Zhike looked at Gao Xiaoliu's pale and bloodless face, sighed again, stood up as he said, and told him, "Take the medicine before going to sleep."

The door was closed, the room was quiet again, the lights were dim, Gao Xiaoliu rested his head under his arms, looked out the window, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

How can I go to the cell?
He has already made an appointment with someone, and he will come to Huixianlou to find him.

The girl is here, but he is not here, what should I do?
As a man in Gao Xiaoliu, he must never break his promise!

(End of this chapter)