Yu Jun

Compared with Shishi Street, which is as noisy as daytime, everything in Mo Mansion is silent, and the insects and birds are silent.

Huang Yiren climbed up an old elm tree at the intersection, and saw that the Mo Mansion was an extremely dense layer of ink in the night. There were hidden mysteries, it was the silence of flowers blooming until they withered, and there was murderous intent inside. The old trees were towering, and the branches were covered with snow. Ghosts are rampant and cannot be entered easily.

The door is closed tightly, two red lanterns are hung, and the bells and bells move with the wind, making a faint sound from time to time. The corner door is also closed, the lights are swaying, and wax oil is dripping.

Huang Yiren stayed in silence with Mo Mansion, closing his eyes and concentrating. At the last moment, his eyes darkened. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the candles were burned out and the lights on the left and right began to go out. It was still dark, and the skylight was weak and difficult to distinguish. things.

This moment is the quietest and coldest moment in the world.

Huang Yiren's face was emerald green and his whole body was cold. Fortunately, he was strong, had enough to eat and drink, and had enough clothes to keep out the cold, so he could continue to stay.

He closed his eyes and rested again. At this moment, a cock crow suddenly came from nowhere.

Alert immediately, he opened his eyes and looked around.

The rooster's crow at this time is the evil sound of a wild chicken, which carries an ominous sign.

Immediately afterwards, the corner door of Mo Mansion opened with a creak.

There was no light, and a dark shadow, sneaky and silent, shaped like a piece of paper, squeezed out from the crack of the slightly opened door.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but based on his posture, he guessed it was Qi Chang.

Qi Chang is still alive?

What is he going to do at this time?
Why is there no one guarding him in Mo Mansion?
Huang Yiren frowned and looked at the wretched shadow, filled with doubts.

Qi Chang bent his back, put his hand to his mouth, sneezed, and wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes. Shivering from the cold, he put his hands on his hands, hunched his shoulders and looked around, and then walked down the stone steps lightly.

The sky was already so gloomy, but he still hid against the wall as if he could not see the light.

He clung to the wall and squirmed forward until he left Mo Mansion and stopped at the necessary intersection to Mo Mansion.

He stretched out his hand to blow his nose, then took out a sharp stone from his sleeve and drew two vertical lines on the wall.

Even though he knew it was Mo Qianlan's permission, he still felt flustered for no reason. After swallowing a gulp of saliva, he squatted down, holding the stone and digging silently to bury King Wei's letter.

King Wei said that Huang Yiren would notice the scratches on the wall. He didn't know if this was true, but he felt like he was digging a grave.

A tomb where the king of Wei is buried.

Thinking of this, he became more and more panicked, and the beating sound in his chest was clear and powerful, as if to remind him of something. He held his breath, quickly stuffed the bamboo paper written by King Wei into the shallow hole, and buried it casually.

Then pick up a ball of snow and cover it, slap it twice, and soon the place will be frozen and no different from the past.

His life will be no different from the past.

If you don't have to worry about food and drink in Mo's house, you may be able to ask Mo Qianlan to leave Mo's house and work as an accountant or a shopkeeper to spend the rest of your life.

He clapped his hands and stood up. He turned around and walked back until he reached the corner door. Just as he was about to slip in through the small crack in the door, a hand suddenly stretched out from the crack in the door and pushed Qi Chang to the ground.

Qi Chang fell to the ground and was confused. Before he could get up, Yin Bei stepped out of the threshold, picked him up, and threw him to his subordinates: "Stay away, don't make this place dirty, don't see any blood, so as not to Attract the dogs.”

"Yes." The man pulled Qi Chang. Qi Chang had a blank face. He didn't know why at first, but then he opened his mouth to shout, but his mouth was tightly blocked by a ball of cloth.

He didn't know what kind of situation he was in. The cloth almost penetrated his throat, causing him to retching and bursting into tears. He couldn't even utter a whimper. His hands were tied up behind his back, and a pair of hands pushed him to the intersection with great force. Push him against the wall.

He could even see the pile of snow he had just piled on top of it.

His hands and back rubbed against the rough wall, and his hands immediately rubbed off large chunks of flesh. Before he could stand still, a big hand had already grabbed his neck, forcing him to raise his head and stand on tiptoes.

His face turned red and soon turned purple, his eyes bulged outwards, blood spots appeared under his eyes, and drool kept dripping from the corners of his blocked mouth.

uncomfortable.

Qi Chang rubbed his feet against the wall and kept pushing up, trying to escape from the shackles. His eyes were blurred, and he gradually became unwilling and desperate.

He realized that it was Mo Qianlan who wanted to kill him, because after doing this, he would be useless anymore.

How could Mo Qianlan kill him?
He is Zhao Shiheng's disciple!
Mo's house... Mo's house was the place where he was reborn, where he had enough food and clothing, and where he became a new person.

Even though Mo Mansion is a prison, full of antiquity and strict rules, a lamp belonging to him is lit at night. Zhao Shiheng holds his hand and teaches him to write. The glory of his life flashes from here.

He forgot that this was both a prison and a fortress. Once he got out of this place where he was restrained everywhere, he forgot his form with pride.

He wanted to climb up, wanted to survive, and tried his best to live as a good person. He imitated Wu Jin, thinking that he was out of the sea of ​​suffering, but he overestimated his ability to compete with the giant.

A hot flash surged out between his legs, uncontrollably, dripping with water, and made him dirty. He twitched, and finally thought: "It's back again."

He became a beggar dying on the streets again.

When I was a beggar, I was so dirty and unseemly.

After Qi Chang stopped struggling, the person who made the move remained motionless for a moment. It wasn't until Qi Chang's body completely softened that he released his grip and let his body fall to the ground against the wall.

The body was dragged away. Huang Yiren, who was hiding in the distance, looked at the sudden killing. Fear swelled in his heart, like a ball of fire, quietly invading his body, making him tremble.

Everyone under the Mo family is just ants and grasshoppers.

The sky began to change, it was no longer dark, there was green light, yin and yang were intersecting, and day and night began to blur.

Huang Yiren saw the white breath coming out of his nose, pulled up his clothes to cover his mouth and nose, and saw Yin Bei starting to patrol with a team of guards.

He could see Yin Bei carrying a long knife in one hand, with murderous intent, walking from one end of Mo Mansion to the other end of Mo Mansion.

After a round of inspections, Yin Bei returned to the house and closed the corner door. The killing just now seemed to blow away a piece of dust stuck to the Mo family.

He stayed in the tree for another moment, feeling that the sky was getting brighter, before sliding down and gently patting the debris on his body.

He was full of doubts - everything that happened outside Mo's house was too coincidental and too straightforward. Even Qi Chang's death seemed to be intentional, specifically to lure him into trouble.

Mo Qianlan has gone crazy. He can't approach rashly and must take precautions step by step.

After thinking for a long time, he went to the street to find a beggar who was more than ten years old. When the little beggar saw the silver, his eyes glowed with evil and greed. After getting a deposit of one coin, he immediately went to where Huang Yiren pointed out. , took off his pants to urinate, and then squatted on the ground to defecate. He took the opportunity to dig up the ground, dig out the paper buried by Qi Chang, and bring it to Huang Yiren.