Relief

The fire burned vigorously to drive away the damp damp.In the cave, there was only a stone bed deep in the cave to shelter from the wind, and Liang Ting, who was bound all over, took the best position. Knowing that he often didn't want to stay with him, he wrapped a blanket and closed his eyes to rest by the fire.

Xie Zhixu tiptoed to his side and called him softly, Feng Zhichang tilted his head slightly and remained still, the orange-red flame covered up the perennial sickness and sharpness on his face, making Xie Zhixu feel that he was also amiable in a trance one side.

Xie Zhixu tucked the blanket into his shoulders for him, and curled up beside the fire. His clothes were wet and torn, and they were finally half-dried, and he really didn't want to sleep on the cold stone bed.

It would be great if the brother still had a blanket. He prayed for a moment before closing his eyes, and heard a clatter the next moment-the fire was stirred by the flying wind, and the blanket was shaken off, half covering the Fengzhi Chang, and half acknowledging his gratitude Hood down.

"Well——" Xie Zhixu pulled his head out, and the warmth returned to his body immediately, and he stammered flattered, "Thank you, brother!"

Feng Zhichang turned his head towards the entrance of the cave, looking extremely impatient.

Wrapped in a blanket and warmed by the fire, I was so comfortable that my muscles and bones were lazy, and even the pain in my chest wound was relieved a lot.As expected, the environment can shape a person the most. In the past, when Xie Zhixu lived the life of a young master in the Xie Family Villa, let alone letting him sleep in a cave, even if the windows were open and the wind came in at night, he would not be able to fall asleep.

I don't know if it was because he was too tired from the day's trek, or because of the effect of the pills that he was given, Xie Zhixu fell into sleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

At night, the wind from the lake and the mountains between the islands is blowing, the vegetation is swaying, and the wild beasts in the forest sometimes break the branches and leaves and make slight movements.

These chattering voices gathered in Xie Zhixu's ears, making him restless in his sleep, and he always felt as if he could distinguish the vague human voice——

"...Chen...Rong..."

"Chen, Chen Rong! Chen Rong!"

The little boy, not taller than his waist, was scurrying across the street with an angry face.Across the street there was a group of children playing and playing.

"Chen Rong! You, you, hurry up, stop!" The boy forcefully pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. The group of children turned out to be surrounded by another child of the same age. Not as soft and cute as the girl, falling to the ground and nodding her chin to look at the people surrounding him, her eyes were a bit sinister at such a young age.

The leader of the children's gang was the tallest, and his clothes were more elegant. He looked like a young man from a wealthy family, leading a group of followers to throw stones at the child on the ground, making up ridiculing songs while throwing them.

"Little dumb, don't talk

Father does not hurt, mother does not love

follow behind

No one wants to play with a dumb"

"You... you gang of bad, bad guys!" The boy who came running pushed away the leader and protected the child on the ground behind him, "You are the only ones, you are the ones, you have no father to teach... no mother to care about this! , This is uneducated, bullying...people!"

The child's laughter is sometimes far away, sometimes close to the virtual reality, as if it is an auditory hallucination, which makes people headache and dizzy.

The leader clapped his hands viciously and laughed loudly: "Here comes the little stammer, a dumb pair with a stutter, a perfect match!"

The stuttering boy grabbed the stones on the ground and threw them back, leading the children and running away with grimaces.

"..." The dumb boy followed the group of people with his eyes.

The little stutterer took out a yellow candied date: "Here, here you are, candy! Don't, don't follow him... I'll play with you!"

"When I was young, I was closer to my mother. Why do you say?"

That face was very much like Qiu Jiangyue when she was younger, with indifferent eyebrows and eyes, teasing the canary on the bird stand under the porch.

Xiaohe stood beside her, and looked back when she heard the words. At the corner of the corridor, the boy retracted his head.

"Of course all children in the world love to act like a baby with their mothers. I have only heard of a strict father and a loving mother. Besides, the young master can't see the patriarch once in three months..."

At this time, Xiaohe was very different from the maid in Liang's mansion who was as indifferent as her master many years later, and she could hear pity in her tone.

"Children in the city don't like to play with the young master. After being wronged, the young master naturally wants his mother..."

The goldfinch's slender paws were tied with silver chains, and its gorgeous bird feathers were very eye-catching. Qiu Jiangyue stretched out her hand and was pecked.

"It's quite temperamental... This bird has been sent for many days, and it's never been peaceful. Even the bird doesn't want to stay inside the high wall."

"Miss." Xiaohe called her earnestly.

Qiu Jiangyue threw the feeding spoon back into the jar, and there was a clang, Xiao He's words didn't seem to catch her attention at all.

"Birds still have tempers, but people are more wimpy than birds."

Covered in the blanket, Xie Zhixu gasped in pain, countless complicated human words were thrown into confusion in his mind, making him light-headed and dizzy, but he was stuck in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

He seemed to fall to the ground along the rock wall, wet and cold sand poured into his collar, and the phalanges supported on the ground suddenly felt a sharp pain: "Ahh—"

"What's it called! Shut his mouth!"

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !A cloth ball for gagging Liang Ting!vomit……

Xie Zhixu struggled to open his eyes in horror. Inside the cave was a group of strangers in black and masked faces. He fell to the ground with his fingers stepped on the soles of his feet.

He was lifted up with both hands and held in his arms. Above his head was a crying girl's voice: "Please stop! Don't do this to him! You see, the little boy's fingers are exactly the same as mine, and there is no birthmark." Such a special mark, even if it is cut off and sent to the Liang family, no one will be able to recognize it, so what's the use of it!"

"This little girl is crying like a cat and mouse now, but she didn't even blink her eyes when she took the medicine."

The masked man kicked the girl over, and his head fell heavily into the gravel.

"You are so loyal to protect the lord, why don't you give us a few fingers for your young master, huh? Hahahaha!"

The cave was still the same cave, but now it was full of kidnappers and hostages, as well as the light of knives flying randomly on the rock wall reflecting the light of the fire.

"Half a month has passed and there is no movement in the Liang family. Could it be that this girl didn't deliver the letter to the head of the Liang family?"

"How dare you lie to us! I think you can't wait to be reincarnated. With the crime of betraying the Lord, you can only cast yourself into the animal realm in your next life!"

He felt his body become small and weak. The sound of the masked man's boots rubbing his fingers against the sand and gravel scratched his eardrums and hurt his lungs. He opened his mouth, but there was no sound in his throat.The girl's voice came from the back of her head: "I delivered it, I really delivered it! I saw my wife open the letter with my own eyes!"

"Then why is my son tied up, and I can't do anything as a mother?" The masked man was also very confused, and then he had an association: "Is this kid not his own? Hey!"

An elderly voice from the corner slowly interjected: "You guys are right, this kid's treatment in the Liang family is as if he is not his own, let alone half a month, from the time he was born to the time he was born. Counting nine years now, the number of times the head of the family and his wife will look at him is probably less than once a year. Your lords tied up this kid to threaten the Liang family, it would be better to tie up the heart bird that your wife kept in the porch."

The masked men looked at each other.

An old woman came out from the corner, Xie Zhixu opened her swollen eyelids, and recognized in her the shadow of the deceased who was poisoned by zombie hair in Yi County.

The masked man asked, "What do you have to say?"

The old woman squatted down, pinched his chin and looked around, her cloudy eyeballs rolled around: "According to my humble opinion, it is better to send this kid's fingers to the old man. Although the two heads of the Liang family don't pay much attention to this biological Son, the old man may not take the Liang family seriously. If he wants to take something away from the Liang family, the old man must be able to make the decision."

"No!" The girl rushed up from behind, pushed away the masked man's feet and held his hand tightly.

Hiss——I held it too tightly, little sister.Xie Zhixu sucked in a breath of air.

"The little son's fingers are the same, the owner and wife can't recognize him! He is the son of a rich family, if he is missing his fingers, how can he meet people in the future!"

The old woman's skinny and wrinkled paws left his chin, and slammed towards the girl, only to hear the girl struggling and whimpering in her throat.

The old woman persuaded the girl earnestly: "Do you think brother can still remember your kindness to protect his finger now? If he can still be saved, you and I will be the first to be killed in the future. I advise you to think more about yourself. Don’t think about yourself, but also think about your father, mother, and younger brother. If your brother kisses you again, can you have your own brother? Old lady, my son’s life is also in the hands of the elders. Everyone is a clay bodhisattva It’s hard to protect yourself when you cross the river.”

Air leaked from the girl's throat, and she coughed hoarsely.The old woman patted her face and said affectionately: "Tell me, you know my brother the best. In your opinion, which part of his body can be cut off and given to the old man, so that he can believe that it belongs to his grandson?"

Do not!

Xie Zhixu suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

No!

The moisture in the cave is ups and downs, flowing quietly, it is the last peace before the rain is about to come, even the fire is crawling down to gather strength, waiting for the eruption to come.

Silence is the hardest torment.He fell on the ground, gasping for breath, his nails pinched into the girl's palm, it was so warm that he didn't know whether it was blood or sweat.

With a flash of the masked man's sword, the girl's difficult voice finally sounded——

"It's... the leg... the right leg. During the young master's first birthday party, because of the sound of crying... the guests missed and got a scar on his leg. The madam knows about it, the owner knows about it, and the old lady... also knows about it. "

The cold sweat hanging on Xie Zhixu's spine finally slipped off, and the eyes of the eyes were instantly filled with the sharp cold light——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Xie Zhixu was woken up by his own screams, he sat up straight, and confronted Liang Ting, who was hunched over like an earthworm and crawled to his side, trying to grab the dagger on his waist and cut the rope with his teeth. Eye.

Liang Ting: "..."

Xie Zhixu: "..."

The sky outside the cave was bright, and before I knew it, it was the next morning.

As if facing a bunch of unknown creatures, Xie Zhixu asked Liang Ting inexplicably: "You also have martial arts, why can't you even break free from a rope?"

Liang Ting seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, she blushed and stood up from the earthworm, muttering in a mess, she couldn't understand what she was defending.

Behind the cave wall covered by the stone bed, Xie Zhixu thought he had reached the end of the dark place, there was the sound of wooden wheels, and Feng Zhichang came out with a wheelchair, kicked Liang Ting's ass with his left foot and kicked him round rolled back to the edge of the stone bed.Xie Zhixu wanted to stand up: "Brother..."

Feng Zhichang pressed down his palms, signaling him to sit still, leaned over and pulled off Xie Zhixu's collar to reveal a large area of ​​skin.

"Hey, hey, brother, what are you doing?" Xie Zhixu blushed, and quickly stopped him, "It's not you, you, me, me, there are others here—"

Feng Zhichang had no expression on his face, and took out a jar of dark green sticky ointment from his bosom, scooped up some ice and coldly pressed it directly on the bruises on Xie Zhixu's mouth.

The strong smell of herbal juice rushed straight to the forehead.

The deep-colored ointment is pasted on Fengzhi Changbaiyu's fingers, which are well-proportioned and pleasing to the eye. The shoe prints and gravel from 13 years ago have already quietly passed away in time, leaving only a memory, which has been faded in the nightmare day after day new.