Relief

He is a little afraid of Feng Zhichang, but it's not because he has seen Feng's methods of killing people, but because Wu Li always whispers in his ear——

Facing the poisonous snake, you will have no chance of escape.

Xie Zhixu: "Second, Second Senior Brother, why are you in my room with Third Senior Brother at this late hour!"

Liu Liuchu stood behind Feng Zhichang with a bamboo stick, the candlelight cast a shadow on her face from bottom to top, and even her voice was strange and ethereal: "Call, I won't come to save you even if you break your throat and close your eyes." .”

Thanks to Zhixu: "!!!"

The wooden wheel rolled quietly, and Feng Zhi often came in front of him, obviously a head shorter than him, but his eyes looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, his bony and pale hand stretched out from under the gray robe, and took Xie Zhixu's hand.

Cold to the touch.

Xie Zhixu struggled subconsciously, but was horrified to find that all the strength in his body had been unknowingly drained. If it wasn't for his back against the wall, he might have knelt down on his knees.

when……? !

Xie Zhixu remembered the momentary itchy nose when he entered the door, and understood.

He was leaning against the wall, gasping for breath due to exhaustion, Feng Zhichang held his palm and gently pulled it over, his face was handsome and serene when he lowered his eyebrows, no one could tell that there was a broken heart hidden under the skin.

Feng Zhichang rolled up Xie Zhixu's sleeves, and pressed his white fingers on the black poisonous line on Xie Zhixu's arm.Liu Liu spoke for him: "Little boy, how many lives do you have enough to meddle in other people's business?"

The poisonous thread that had lurked unconsciously on Xie Zhixu's arm for a day and night came alive and became a twisted black snake, twisting and twisting.

Xie Zhixuan immediately seeped cold sweat, knelt on the ground, and couldn't help crying out in pain: "Hurry up...Hand!...Ah..."

Snake teeth wedged into his arm, Xie Zhixu uncontrollably twitched his fist in Fengzhi Chang's palm, and the back of his hand bulged with veins.

Knowing that Feng Zhichang was referring to his night visit to Liangjiazhuang, he gritted his teeth: "...No, no business!"

Feng Zhichang kept his fingers away from his arm, allowing him to catch his breath and then finished: "Hoo hoo... It was Mr. who asked me to come to you. Your business is mine, and I didn't meddle in my own business!"

With the corner of Feng Zhichang's mean lips lifted, Liu Liu's voice immediately snorted coldly, the timing was perfect like singing a double reed.

Xie Zhixu: "..."

Liu Liu: "Mister sent you to clean up the house? I'm afraid you underestimate me."

Xie Zhixu, who was so poisoned that he had no power to fight back, was in so much pain that he couldn't tell: "Sir, let me find you and figure out the matter, so that no one else will die! Second senior brother, why on earth are you killing people!"

Feng Zhichang's face was calm, his emotions were so deep that he couldn't see the slightest bit, but Liu Liu's words were easy to understand: "I killed everyone? It seems that you have already found out quite clearly."

Xie Zhixu was out of breath: "Liang Ting is dying! He won't last long without an antidote!"

Feng Zhichang let go of Xie Zhixu's arm, Xie Zhixu noticed that his eyebrows raised imperceptibly, and immediately asked: "Brother, do you really want to kill Liang Ting?!"

Before the words were finished, Xie Zhixu fell to the ground in pain, the wooden wheel rolled over his ear, the corner of the gray robe brushed, and the lifeless breeze took away the last trace of warmth from his body.

Liu Liu stopped in front of him: "The water is too deep, be careful to drown in it."

The midnight clapper was heard from the dark street outside the window, Xie Zhi lay on the ground, covered in cold sweat, the sword was hard and cold on his waist, which made him feel extremely useless and frustrated.The faces of the master and father who taught him martial arts, and the face of the gentleman who taught him the principles flashed before his eyes, but he still couldn't cope with the current situation.

He has lived in a beautiful family since he was a child, he is kind and filial, even the uncles and aunts in the villa have a good relationship.Although he is an unsophisticated young master, he has a docile personality.Later, I went to Qiongshan and followed my husband, studying classics, prose, literary theory, mountains and seas, and thought that I had my own views on people and life.

I didn't expect to leave the valley for the first time for such a thing.He went to the place where the cook was murdered, and saw the bits and pieces of internal organs and flesh and blood picked up in the county office. He vomited out his stomach, his throat was sore all day, and he woke up from nightmares several nights in a row. It is impossible to believe that the murderer is a brother who is from the same school as him but has never met.

Did the second brother really do it?Why is he doing this?

Unanswered questions flooded my mind.After the Xie family had an accident, what he hated the most in his life was the person who ruined the family and took away the happiness of others. At the groom's house where the red silk was exchanged for white cloth, his whole body was chilled by the grief of white hair crying and black hair, and the bride had a beautiful face. As if he was alive, he was shivering in the cold wind outside the mourning hall.

In fact, before leaving, the husband didn't say anything to him.But when he saw the four corpses of the cook, the coachman, the bride, and the old woman, his mind was clear, and he had no other mission to go out of the valley except to find out the truth and punish the murderer.

Xie Zhixu dragged his body, which was still limp after being poisoned, to push away the screen, and sat down on the edge of the couch.Looking at the opposite side, Wu Li was actually sober, but was tied up and stuffed with a cloth ball in his mouth.

Xie Zhixu: "..."

Wu Li's gaze was very aggrieved: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yeah, oh you're back, Xiao Wu, I'm going to be played to death by my second child! Untie the rope!"

"Your fighting power." Xie Zhixu was so tired that he collapsed on the couch, not wanting to say a word, "Mister sent you to drag me down."

Wu Li rubbed his wrists and ankles: "Hey, why do you say that, at least my fourth brother and I are here, and I can still collect your body."

Xie Zhixu turned sideways to face the wall, closed his eyes and mouth.

"Hey, do you still have your Baidutusan pill? Take some, Ruanjinsan is not so pleasant."

"I took it all to save Liang Ting."

"What!" Wu Li raised his voice, "You are short-sighted! You have taken it all away? This is the amulet for us to fight against Feng's second son. What can we do if the antidote is gone! Waiting to die?"

"..."

Wu Li seemed to be really angry, and in the silent night he could hear his rapid breathing up and down.

After a long time, Xie Zhixu almost fell into a drowsy sleep, Wu Li suddenly said angrily, "Then what are you going to do now?"

what to do?Xie Zhixu's brain can't turn anymore, of course, he doesn't need to use his brain to think about this question, the answer is obvious.

Save Liang Ting first, and then find out the truth.

In the end, the Liang family didn't launch a whole city search for a certain mute in a wheelchair. Xie Zhixu walked along the long street to Dongshi.

However, there are many idlers watching the fun in Washeri. Yesterday, the Goulan courtyard where Liang Ting rapped was surrounded by guards with knives, and the guards wearing the Liang family crest were searching the Goulan courtyard.

Xie Zhixu mingled in the crowd and saw Tang Haifeng among the guards from afar.

"What is this doing?" he asked the audience around him.

An uncle Pushan replied: "Hey, Mr. Liang was assassinated on the stage yesterday. The Liang family is looking for clues to catch the murderer!"

Xie Zhixu understood, these people probably came to Goulan Yard to try their luck, to see if they could find any clues of the poison Liang Ting was poisoned by.

Judging by Tang Haifeng's style of pointing out the country on the stage, I am afraid that he has already won the trust of the head of the Liang family and has become the main force in the search work.

Xie Zhixu had no opinion on Tang Haifeng personally, and he was not an acquaintance at first, mainly because Wu Li chatted with him a lot about Tang Haifeng and Feng Zhichang's grievances and enmities when he was eating melon seeds.

I heard that Tang Haifeng had always been Tang Min's most important chief disciple, and he was appointed to inherit the mantle in the future. He was used to being flattered by his juniors in the sect, and he was very arrogant. Although he was polite on the surface, his words and deeds were aggressive. Wu Li doesn't like him very much.

Four years ago, the Tang Sect held a martial arts competition and invited many prestigious seniors in the Jianghu to select the best young disciples in the sect. In fact, the original purpose was to create momentum for Tang Haifeng's succession qualifications.Unexpectedly, it happened that Mr. Feng was retreating, and Yu Fengzhi often took the invitation letter and fought all the way from the mountain gate to the martial arts arena. He was invincible and dared not block the way.

At that time, Tang Haifeng had already reached the finals, the laurel crown was at his fingertips, and he was full of enthusiasm. When he saw someone smashing the field, and he was still a cripple in a wheelchair and looked weak, he flew his sword to chop off without saying a word, planning to use this person's body to kill him. Blood sacrificial to his prestige in the world.

But what Tang Haifeng didn't know was that before Feng Zhichang arrived at the competition field, most of the good seedlings carefully cultivated by Tangmen had been blown away by his "benefit wind".With Tang Haifeng's sword strike, there is only one result——

That is, it has since become a collapsed head.

"It's best not to meet these two, otherwise you will die or I will die." Wu Li finally concluded.

Xie Zhixu was afraid that Tang Haifeng would push the Liang family to hunt down Feng Zhichang indiscriminately, and he couldn't explain this ending to his husband.

On the boxy platform, the guards who bent down and wanted to dig the seams on the ground seemed to have discovered something, and soon gathered in a certain area, Tang Haifeng was surrounded in the center.

It is the first row of the auditorium on the stage, where Feng Zhichang was seated yesterday.

The distance was too far, Xie Zhixu could only see Tang Haifeng roughly pointing, someone was lying on the ground, stood up after a while, and raised a bag in his hand.

The guards in charge of sealing off the Goulan Courtyard received the signal, and the team leader issued an order: "We found it, withdraw."

Found what?

Xie Zhixu's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned, seeing Tang Haifeng standing upright on the stage like a victor, his eyes sweeping across the guards of the Liang family like a military parade, and looking into the distance, he saw Xie Zhixu in the crowd, but He didn't stop much, as if he had discovered something, he was staring at a certain place.

Where is he looking?

Xie Zhixu looked along and found that it was a sugar figurine stand.

Three or four children drooling around the booth, the elderly craftsman smiled kindly, scooped out spoonfuls of brown sugar juice and poured it on the stone slab.

Everything is normal.

Except for the young man in a wheelchair by the stall.

Liu Liu was not by his side, Feng Zhi often sat alone, watching craftsmen draw simple and lifelike patterns with sugar juice on the stone slabs.

Xie Zhixu hadn't seen his whole body bathed in the light, his ghostly aura faded away, and even children dared to play around him wantonly.Feng Zhichang looked at the sugar painting intently, as if he was studying the painting process, and the bustle of the market behind him became an extremely harmonious background.

"Here's your little flower, take it well," the craftsman scooped up the sugar painting and handed it to the child, then asked another, "What does this little guest officer want to draw, a butterfly? A bird?"

The child's cheeks were puffed up: "I want a dragon!"

"okay!"

After painting small flowers and flying dragons, the craftsman turned to the customer who had been sitting in a wheelchair and watched him for a long time. Although he was not at the age of eating sweets, the craftsman still smiled and asked, "What do you want to draw?"

The guest's complexion was overly glazed and overly white, but his appearance was very refined, so he would not alienate people.

The guest glanced at the craftsman lightly, staring at the paintings and decorations on the slate without speaking.

The craftsman was confused: "Do you have a favorite pattern?"

"...Butterfly? Flying dragon? Or flowers and animals? Tell me, as long as you can name it, there is nothing I, Sugar Man Liu, can't draw!"

"I want a water hibiscus."

Xie Zhixu came over, answered the craftsman, and finally smiled at Feng Zhichang's indifferent gaze: "You just saw the water lotus pattern, right?"

The two watched silently as the craftsmen drew skillfully and exquisitely.

Xie Zhixu accosted: "I didn't expect my brother to like sugar paintings, hahaha!"

The loss of Liuliu's Fengzhi often made him truly experience the indifference of a dumb.

Xie Zhixu: "..."

Although he knew that Feng Zhichang was very rich, Xie Zhixu "rushed" to pay the money and handed him the sugar painting.The sugar juice solidifies quickly in the air, the sunlight flows between the brown-red and transparent lines, and the particles sink and float, making it a lifelike lotus flower.

Feng Zhichang just glanced at it, then retreated with the wooden wheel in hand.

"Senior brother!" Xie Zhixu held up the sugar painting and chased after a few steps, saw Liu Liu waiting for Feng Zhichang not far away, and bowed to him from a distance.