Relief

With the complete failure of the senses, even the hunger and thirst have become dull. Although I don't know how long it has passed, but Xie Zhixu hasn't had dinner yet, it should be the time when his chest should be pressed against his back.

At this time, Xie Zhixu could still think, fortunately there are only ashes in the tower and no corpses, otherwise when someone finds him, maybe he is already eating human flesh to death.

In the dead darkness, memories flooded him like snowflakes, and the fragmented scenes kept flashing back, reminding Xie Zhixu of many things he hadn't noticed before.

For example, he thought that he was the only one in the villa who knew what happened to Xiaotao and Mr. Hou, but in the memory scene, everyone was tacit.

Mr. Hou taught the young boys in the village, and Brother Xiaotao would often move a Taishi chair to listen in.

When Wu Tao followed Xie Wen to the country, he didn't have enough food and clothing to keep warm, and he had no fixed place to live. Not to mention finding a teacher for him, Xie Zhixu's mother Yu Xilian even took the time to teach him how to read.This directly led to Wu Tao becoming an illiterate martial artist like Xie Wen when he grew up, and he admired those gentle scholars most in his life.

After Hou Daizhao's lecture, the teenagers were all drowsy. Their heads were full of what they would have for lunch later, whether they should go down the mountain to catch crabs after lunch, or go to the city's Cuju field. He had the most questions, and Hou Daizhao was willing to tell him, and then it simply became a question and an answer between the two.

Xie Xu and the others were happy to see the success, so they passed small notes at the bottom to discuss how to play after class. When Wu Tao finished asking questions, Hou Daizhao's class would also be over.The teenagers were elated and scattered.

When he was about to reach the cafeteria, Xie Zhixu remembered that he forgot to take away the small note full of conspiracy plans, and hurried back, but the gate of Mr.'s courtyard was closed, so he could only climb over the wall (thinking about it now, when he became an adult) Still possessing superb wall-climbing skills, but because of the solid foundation laid when I was a child), it is falling under the window of the back room.

At this time, according to Xie Zhixu's previous experience, the teachers should be grading their homework in the outer study room, but there were voices from the inner room.

"Mr. Xiao...you are knowledgeable and talented, why are you willing to stay in Xiaopo Villa to be a teacher..."

Only Brother Xiaotao would call him Mr. Hou Daizhao.

But it was hard to tell that the voice belonged to Brother Xiaotao.Delicate and delicate, soft and soft, at first I thought it was Wanyuan—like a girl with honey.

"You took all my class time," said Hou Daizhao's voice, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Very low, grinding the sand, not like the gentleman's calm and gentle appearance in class.

Wu Tao laughed twice, and asked back: "Are you not happy? Don't tell me you want to play the piano with those half-assed people."

Hey!Xie Zhixu was unhappy, and Brother Tao actually spoke ill of him behind his back.He poked out a pair of eyes, and saw behind the window screen, on the couch, the gentleman was sitting sideways in a plain robe, with a bare calf on his chest.

Xie Zhixu widened his eyes.

Mr. raised his hand to hold the slender ankle, and bent down.

He heard Brother Tao let out a soft cry.

"With you, isn't it playing the piano against the cow?"

Wu Tao seemed to be speechless, sobbing stuck in his throat.

"What's the difference between you and those young masters who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, little urchin..."

Mr.'s voice is also getting lower and lower, and gradually he can't hear clearly.

The rustling sound of clothes and fabrics rubbing against each other came from inside the room, and after being heavily covered, the water stains between the lips and teeth were wet and ambiguous.

Wu Tao couldn't restrain the sweet voice that overflowed his teeth.But Hou Daizhao didn't make a single sound, maintaining his calm and self-possessed attitude as he always did.

There was a sound in the couch, Xie Zhixu saw his brother Xiaotao lifted his upper body to embrace Hou Daizhao's neck, but was pushed back on the couch by his shoulders.

Accompanied by a clear snap, Mr. seemed to teach disobedient students: "Be honest."

(please, nothing at all, please censor your hand)

"Pi zi pi zi, thank you—"

On the wall, Xu Tao anxiously urged Xie Zhixu to take his things and slip away quickly.

Xie Zhi huddled at the base of the wall, he could imagine the red-faced scene in the back room just by the movement.Wu Tao smiled softly: "Mr. Xiao is so vicious..."

A tone was turned three times, as if the raging tide could no longer be suppressed.

The ending sound was blocked in the mouth.

The eye of the needle is going to be long, the eye of the needle is going to be long!

Xie Zhixu blushed, quickly rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and sneaked into the front yard where the class was taking place, took the note and ran away.

At that time, he probably wanted to prevent others from discovering Brother Xiaotao's secrets. In fact, thinking about it now, Xu Tao was lying on the courtyard wall, condescending, maybe he could see it more clearly than him.

If Xu Tao knew, would he tell Zhang San Li Si Wang Wu, and would he tell his father Xu Hui?Will Xu Hui tell his elder brother Xie Wen instead?

If the entire villa except brother Xiaotao and Mr. Hou, everyone would know this open secret.After Hou Daizhao took office stepping on the bones of the previous owner, he insisted on standing Xiaotao's ashes and armor in front of the gate of the village. In the eyes of everyone, whether he was shocked by the new owner's exposure of the corpse, or whether he was intimidated by the new owner. Are you secretly laughing at Brother Xiaotao for being unkind and losing his life?

Even if he died, would he still be exposed in broad daylight and become a laughing stock after dinner?

Hou Daizhao should never have liked Brother Xiaotao.Xie Zhixu analyzed the past and felt that Hou Daizhao didn't even have any feelings for the villa. Even if his father took him in back then and everyone in the village treated him well, it was just an insignificant part of the plan for him.

He should only like the current White Horse Fort, success and fame, and a happy family.

After losing consciousness, sleep also becomes unknown.

Short periods of drowsiness and waking alternately, Xie Zhixu finally realized that his consciousness was also a little fuzzy, and there were hallucinatory voices in his ears, but none of them seemed like someone came to save him in reality.

In his letter to his brother, he stated that he would go to the Baoqing Temple Lantern Festival with Xu Tao, but he didn't know that Xu Tao would bring him to the mausoleum.The Daguan Pagoda is forbidden to enter, and I don't know if the two brothers can find it here before he starves to death.

Speaking of which, he and Feng Zhichang have the same roots and can contact each other. I'm afraid it's beyond the limit at the moment. Maybe when the senior brother arrives at Baoqing Temple, he can try to call for help.

'anyone there?anyone there? '

After yelling, he scolded himself for being sleepy and stupid. Besides Feng Zhichang, who else could hear his cry for help.

"Second senior brother, I'm in the mausoleum behind the Daguan Pagoda... Baoqing Temple..."

Feng Zhichang turned his head abruptly.

It was so late at night that even Baoqing Temple was dimly lit, a group of people slipped into the courtyard through the side door, and the little novices who attended to them saluted Xu Hui together.

"Vice Castle Master Xu's contacts are really wide enough." Wu Li sighed.

Xu Hui held Xu Tao in one hand, and the eight ruler in the other. The blunt point was placed on Xu Tao's neck. As long as he dared to move, he would be decapitated in the next moment.

"Where are we going next?" Xu Hui asked.

Wu Li replied: "I don't know when I arrive at Baoqing Temple. The letter from my junior brother was sent in advance, so I can only ask your son."

"Where is the man!" Xu Hui forced Xu Tao with a suppressed voice, as fierce as if he was facing an enemy instead of a son.

Xu Tao rolled the eyes of the dead fish, looking like a rascal with a broken can.

Wu Li turned his head to look at Feng Zhichang, his heart was filled with anger, the response from the second child was very cold all the way, as if he didn't care about Xiao Wu's life or death at all.

"If you two have any conflicts, wait until you find someone to discuss." Wu Li said in a stern tone, "If Xiao Wu has troubles in Jiangling, do you think Mr. will blame you and me?"

On the other hand, Xu Tao was sure that his father would never really kill his own son, and he just refused to confess.Feng Zhichang gave him a cold glance, and Xu Tao shuddered when he met his gaze.

Facing the looming spire of the Daguan Pagoda in the darkness of the backyard, Feng Zhichang held out a finger begrudgingly.

"In the pagoda?" Wu Li asked, he didn't know the background of the Grand View Pagoda in Jiangling, Xu Hui frowned and said, "It's a mausoleum, there is no entrance at all."

"Ask your son." Wu Li was annoyed.

The little novice opened the door for them to reveal the Holy Spirit, and guarded the door, and they sneaked into the night quietly.

The Daguan Pagoda is a square brick pagoda, except for the finger-wide brick joints, the four sides are smooth and have nowhere to rest.

"People are really inside?" Wu Li asked, if it wasn't for Xu Tao's guilty conscience for a moment, he really didn't believe it based on Feng Zhichang's unsubstantiated point.

Feng Zhichang returned to his indifferent and distracted appearance, and his attention was never on the present moment. Seeing this, Xu Hui even doubted whether the relationship between Xie Zhixu and his senior brother was as close as he had imagined before.

Wu Li was already impatient, and pointed at Xu Tao with something like a bamboo joint: "How to get in?"

It was a round stick, but the dark inner core revealed a faint murderous intent, which made him feel more real crisis than the eight-foot ruler on Xu Tao's neck.

But can't say.

Once he said it, even if he betrayed that person in White Horse Castle and offended Wu Li, his father might protect him for the sake of his blood. If he offended that person, he would not live until the sun rose tomorrow.

The collar tightened, and it was Xu Hui who was furious and lifted him up: "Xu Tao! Has your conscience been eaten by a dog! Jing Hui is your brother who has been in a relationship since childhood! You just sold him out!"

Xu Tao vomited in his throat for a long time before he could say the whole sentence: "Ho... ho... You, do you think he didn't pay attention to me! I asked him out to relax, but he wrote someone else to ambush me !"

Lao Tzu can't control his son, and the son doesn't obey Lao Tzu.Wu Li was completely convinced by the father and son, Feng Zhichang beckoned him to push the wheelchair, turned around the tower, and reached a certain point, Feng Zhichang raised his hand to signal to stop, and rubbed his fingers against the bricks and stones. Back and forth, and listened to something.

Ji Kuo is not what Feng Zhichang is good at, and he has a specialization in art. At his age, it is considered excellent to be able to study toxicology to the master level.But their teacher, Mr. Jiu Zhezi, is a master of Ji Kuo, who spends all day tinkering with tricks in the villa, and has been influenced by his ears and eyes, and all his disciples know a little bit.

As for more or less, it depends on personal talent.

Fortunately, the two minds present tonight are top-notch.

As soon as Wu Li saw Feng Zhichang's movements, he immediately understood the general direction of the tower mechanism.Before the dispute between the father and son came to a conclusion, they heard the whole Grand View Tower suddenly come to life, with the cracking sound of joints stretching from bottom to top.

In the night, countless dismembered and protruding bricks and stones are connected to form an upward ladder.

Xu Tao's face turned pale instantly.

"Vice castle master, please." Wu Li pushed Feng Zhichang's wheelchair and said politely.