Relief

Wu Li tilted his head and asked Xie Zhixu: "Are you talking about me?"

Xie Zhixu didn't answer, and picked up another green date: "How much is it?"

"Ten cents a catty," Wu Li replied, "Go to your account, you little stingy man." Probe went downstairs and yelled: "You need to clean your toenails too."

Young Master Yue carried the soap locust bucket in one hand and the brush in the other, with his teeth raised up his sleeves, he waved the brush upstairs.

Xie Zhixu sighed: "Yes, I am the one who pays, I am the one who keeps the books, and I am the one who contributes."

Wu Li decided to look at him for a while, and smiled, his eyes were clear, but suddenly he sighed again: "Okay, brother, I'll go to work right now. What do you want? Meet the second child or tie him back to the teacher's gate directly? "

Sure enough, he guessed right, the senior brother did know more information.

Xie Zhixu said: "You should tell me what you know first."

Wu Li: "That won't work, I promised him that I can't tell it. How about this, I can help you communicate with him, but you can't be tough, let's two useless snacks, let that snake bite Not enough seams."

Xie Zhixu was noncommittal, and put the deed book in his hand on the railing: "Brother Yue!"

Yue Guanshan raised his head and found that it was Xie Zhixu who was calling him. The horse hair was thrown into the bucket, and he flew up to the second floor with his hands flat and pedaling a few steps.

Crouching on the railing like a wolfhound.

"What's wrong?"

"Body deed, I have to trouble Brother Yue to come back and send it back for me."

"No problem," Yue Guanshan said happily, "Yo, there are fruits!"

Wu Li snapped open the back of his hand: "Go and wash your hands!"

"What do you think is the origin of Yueguan Mountain?"

Lying on the couch, Wu Li turned his head to thank Zhixu.

The oil lamp has been extinguished, and in the night, you can hear the constant noise outside the window, and the gradually quiet breathing in the room.

"What's the origin? Liangzhou Yue Family?" Xie Zhixu answered casually, not very interested.

Wu Li was in high spirits, and said: "Hey, can my question be so simple? I mean his inheritance, can you see? Disciple of the white-headed old man!"

"Oh."

Wu Li was dissatisfied: "What are you thinking, this is my exclusive discovery, so you don't give face?"

"When do you want to complete the task and return to Mount Qiong..."

Wu Li: "..."

Xie Zhixu turned his head to the wall and closed his eyes to sleep.

Thinking by day and dreaming by night, half-dream and half-awake more quietly passing by, dripping.

drop.

Add water and hit the stone, which is pleasant and crisp.Xie Zhixu stepped on the bluestone moss, the maple brushed the corner of his clothes, and a strange figure sat in a wheelchair under the eaves of the corridor.

The husband was standing in front of the wide open door, talking to the person in the wheelchair, when he saw Xie Zhixu in the courtyard, he waved.The sound of communication under the eaves stopped.

Xie Zhixu had never seen that person in Qiongshan's manor.The wheelchair blocks most of the shape, only the thin shoulder blades are exposed, the hair is tied in a jade crown, the head is slightly tilted, and the corners of the lips are rosy on the cold and white profile.

Xie Zhixu walked into the corridor, and the wheelchair person turned around and left with his hand on the wheel.

When he walked to the place where the wheelchair had been, he felt the temperature drop suddenly and smelled the smell of ice and snow.

"Come in." Mr. greeted him.

The study seems to be a little different from usual.The four-foot-banner ink bamboo painting on the east wall has turned into a fan-shaped calligraphy, with sharp strokes and sharp strokes, and the momentum breaks out of the paper-"Knowing fate and keeping routine".

"This is just sent by your second senior brother." The gentleman looked at the calligraphy very happily.

The inscription on the paper web is a black seal.

Why is it black?he asked Mr.

"Oh, that's because," the gentleman sighed deeply, "all kinds of purples and reds, all kinds of colors, and all kinds of forms, have not been able to enter his eyes."

His eyes followed the back of the wheelchair, leaving the manor in the valley all the way, climbing up the thorny mountain road, and heading straight to the world of ice and snow.Under the rocky wall of the peak, there is a small wooden house. The wheelchair crunches and crushes the crushed ice, and the person in the chair exhales a mouthful of white mist.

His ears are still in Mr.'s study, and there are arguments in his ears.

"...The disciples of my school have heard news from all over the world that the poison used by the murderer was indeed created by your second disciple Feng Zhichang..."

"...I don't know..."

"You should send someone to find him immediately and ask him clearly!..."

He saw his hand pushing open the study door.Mr. and Tang Sect Sect Master sat opposite each other, and they turned their heads to look at him.

"Zhi Xu..." the master said to him, the wrinkles on his face had never been so sad, "We must find your second senior brother."

"……Got you……"

Xie Zhixu woke up from the dream, the sound of the argument was still in his ears.Lying on the couch, he listened quietly for a while with his ear pressed against the wall, and recognized that the vague chatter was the third senior brother's usual tone of voice.

He sat up, got off the bed softly, pushed away the screen, and found that the bed opposite was already covered with cold blankets.Xie Zhixu immediately realized what was going on.

Those ramblings sounded like Wu Li talking to himself, but his emotions were very intense, and he seemed to be arguing with someone with his voice lowered.

It's at the end of the corridor.Xie Zhixu tiptoed and touched it silently, and Wu Li's words gradually became clear——

"...You really did those things?..."

"...Xiao Wu is a dead-headed person, he won't let you go. He really wants to find you..."

Wu Li's white figure appeared at the end. Facing the hidden space at the corner, a vague outline was revealed at the base of the wall.

From the point of view of martial arts, he would never notice the direction of the corridor, Xie Zhixu approached with confidence to listen to their conversation.

When I got closer, I found that the outline under the base of the wall turned out to be part of a wooden roller.

Wu Li breathed out a little irritably, and was about to say something when he suddenly paused, as if he was listening to the person on the other side, but there was no sound from the other side.

"Who's here?" Wu Li asked.

Xie Zhixu picked up his steps and wanted to get closer——

Wu Li was shocked: "Just behind me?!"

With a thump, Xie Zhixu slipped and fell to the ground, his jaw slammed on the floor, he endured the pain and didn't make a sound.However, when he raised his head, he met Shang Wuli's astonished eyes.

Xie Zhixu: "Hey..."

Wu Li: "..."

In the space blocked by the wall, the moonlight shone in, and the snow-white frost fell on the man's shoulders, covering the last trace of life oozing out of the gray robe. It was cold and pale, but with gentle features, like a crystal sculpture with a stern temperament.The youth's glazed eyes were extremely light in color, reflecting Xie Zhixu staring at his face in a daze, with a cold sneer drawn from the corner of his lips.

Xie Zhixu was dragged into the room by Wu Li by the collar, and slammed on the stool for him.

"What are you doing? Ah? What do you want to do? Are you engaging in a sneak attack?! Have I told you to let me have a good chat with him first, don't come hard, huh? Have you ever said that?" He rolled up his sleeves, "It's all right now, both of us were bitten by that poisonous snake, and neither of us can escape!"

On the exposed arm, a thin black line stretched from the wrist to the elbow.

"The venom of the black marsh snake has no cure! If you want to arrest someone, kneel down and beg him to detoxify you!"

Xie Zhixu was very apologetic, and quickly went into the inner bed to find a purse bag, untied the mouth of the bag, which contained a pack of brown pills: "The Baidu Tuisan pills given by Mr. are just to prevent this, senior brother Don't worry, it's absolutely genuine, it can cure all kinds of poisons! Here it is!"

Xie Zhixu swallowed it himself, and when the effect of the medicine took effect, the black lines faded away.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour... The black line is still there, and it spreads to the shoulder.

Wu Li had an indifferent face.

Xie Zhixu: "This...is really weird?"

Wu Li chuckled: "The Baidu Tuisan Pill, jointly developed by the second child and my husband, can cure [-] kinds of strange poisons, except for the new poisons he developed later."

Xie Zhixu was at a loss, pressed on the skin around the black line, there was no pain or itching, his pulse, heartbeat and breathing were all normal. "then what should we do?"

Wu Li went into the inner room and fell asleep on the couch: "It's hopeless, just wait for death."

Xie Zhixu followed in, thinking of the death of the cook, the coachman, and Ni Tang, he felt very uncertain.

He stretched out his hand to push Wu Li: "Why, why did Second Senior Brother do this!"

Wu Li turned over, lying on his side with his head propped up, his sleeves slid down to reveal the black lines condensed with toxin, he looked quite calm.

"Because he wants to take revenge on the Liang family," Wu Li said. "Whoever blocks and kills him. In order to commemorate his voice and legs that were abolished by the Liang family."

There is a joking self-proclaimed within the Qiongshan School—Tiancanmen, which says that the master only accepts disabled people as disciples.The eldest disciple Kong Shaoshu was originally a farmer, and his arms were cut off because of a fight with the landlord.The third disciple, Wu Li, was born with a small dantian and was unable to practice martial arts by nature. When he was young, he went to various sects and was rejected in a row.The fourth disciple's brain is underdeveloped and mentally retarded, so he cannot live normally.

Xie Zhixu lost all his martial arts overnight due to sudden changes in his family, and was taken in by his husband as a half-disabled person.

As for the second disciple, Feng Zhichang, Xie Zhixu has never met since he joined the class four years ago.It is known that he often lives in the ice and snow at the top of Qiongshan Mountain, and rarely communicates with his brothers in the valley. He is rumored to be dumb and lame and rides a wheelchair all year round.

"He was originally healthy, and it is said that he can do a little bit of kung fu. I only heard that he was disabled because he offended the Liang family in Suzhou and was punished badly. As a result, he was mentally twisted and perverted, and he was full of hatred for the Liang family. "Wu Li said.

"Oh," Xie Zhixu nodded, "Brother, you heard this, who did you hear it from? Is there a more detailed version? Also, why did the second senior brother take revenge on the Liang family? Where's Miss Begonia?"

"How do I know?" Wu Li rolled his eyes, "you can ask him tomorrow."

The next morning, when he went downstairs to have breakfast, Xie Zhixu understood what Wu Li meant by asking the second senior brother tomorrow.

Although Wu Li had previously hinted that the second senior brother might also live in Fuyunju, when Xie Zhixu actually saw a young man in a gray blouse sitting in a wheelchair enjoying breakfast with a blank expression at the table in the dining room, he still photographed him. He slapped himself to make sure he was awake at the moment.

The young man in a wheelchair drank porridge from a ceramic bowl, his fingers were slender and bony, and his cold eyes glanced at Xie Zhixu over the porridge bowl, as if mocking his stupidity.

Xie Zhixu was terrified of this kind of look. Last night the young man tripped him with this kind of taunt by throwing a flying stone, and unknowingly planted black swamp snake venom on him, then pushed the wooden wheel and left coldly. He didn't say a word (although he couldn't speak at all), really like a cold-blooded killer.

However, Wu Li was not as afraid of the second child of the poisonous snake as he said, so he went to sit at the same table aggressively.

The dining table in front of Feng Zhichang was already filled with breakfast, which was quite hearty. Wontons were fried with glutinous rice balls, porridge, noodles, pancakes, muffins, tofu flowers, and the plates had been piled up on the edge of the table.

Eating, drinking and having fun is Wu Li's favorite. His eyes lit up, and he reached out to the bowl of glutinous rice balls: "Good morning, good morning, thank you for your hospitality."

"hiss--"

A small black snake with thin scales and black fingers, spitting out scarlet snake letters, swam from under the table between the dishes on the table, entangled around the gnocchi bowl, and raised its upper body, as if anyone who dared to touch the gnocchi would be prepared to lose his life consciousness.

Wu Li: "..."

Xie Zhixu: "..."

Feng Zhichang put down the porridge bowl he had taken a sip of, and reached out to pick up the gnocchi bowl, the little black-scaled snake rubbed against his tiger's mouth affectionately.

Wu Li: "..."

Xie Zhixu: "..."