Peter's Enemy

Ever since Fan Qing left Xiling, Zhongli Muchuan was haunted in Xiling every day, and he didn't want to go anywhere except his own small courtyard.

Zhongli Muchuan doesn't like to read books, but only likes to play with swords.In spring, summer, autumn and winter, seeing the coldness of winter bald the trees in the yard, the only thing that accompanied him was the cold Youlong Sword.

The frequency of his Junsiwo episodes became less and less, maybe just as he thought, his Qing'er didn't want to be with him anymore, and he didn't even want to give him any more misses.

One day, he was sitting at the round table in the small courtyard staring at You Longjian in a daze, when he suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his heart, as if it had been torn apart.He clutched his chest and fell to the ground, his legs curled up, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

Zhongli Muchuan's mouth moved slightly, but he was too painful to speak, "No, I have to go find him."

It hurt for a while, and finally calmed down.Zhongli Muchuan grabbed You Longjian and went to the front yard.

Sitting on the lobby in the front yard were Hou Xiaoxian and Hou Feng, and there was another person standing there, Li Jin.

Zhongli Mu Chuan entered the lobby and said, "General Hou, I've been bothering you for a while, but Mu Chuan is still ready to say goodbye."

The atmosphere in the lobby was extremely heavy, so Hou Xiaoxian said, "Master Mu Chuan, where are you going? My lord's whereabouts are unknown, if you have another good or bad thing,"

"Where is Fan Qing?" Zhongli Muchuan asked calmly as if he had expected it in his heart.

"I'm afraid I was caught by Mosa." Li Jin said crying.

"Who is Mosa?" Zhongli Muchuan asked Li Jin.

"The general of the Moyu faction. He, he set a trap, and both Junshi Xu and the lord fell into the trap."

Hou Feng stood up excitedly, his face flushed, "Father, don't you send troops now? Seeing that the lord is in their prison, it's better to come and take down Mocheng."

Hou Xiaoxian sighed, "You don't understand, you travel around all day long, playing with things and losing your mind, how can you know how much trouble Xiling will suffer if you fight!"

When Hou Feng heard Hou Xiaoxian say that he was playing with things and lost his ambition, he felt rather unwilling and forgot his scruples, "Then when you married your sister for the sake of power and position, did you think that she would be a widow in the future!"

Hou Xiaoxian slapped Hou Feng across the face, "Nonsense!"

Hou Feng was not convinced, but he knew that this slap should be slapped. No one expected this, including his father.He walked out of the lobby with a smirk, "My landscape is still beautiful."

Seeing the farce in the hall, Zhongli Muchuan actually missed the days when he brought Fan Qing to live in the cave.There is a lot of suffering in this world, father and son are suffering, war is suffering, husband and wife are suffering, death is suffering... Who has ever had the hidden happiness like him and Fan Qing?And for that safe secluded happiness, why shouldn't he pay some?

If time turned back, he really wanted to agree to Fan Qing when he was kneeling on the mountain that day, "The mountains and forests are the witnesses, and the ghosts of Fancheng have seen it with their own eyes. I, Zhongli Muchuan, would like to marry Fan Qing as his wife today. Regardless of life or death, I will never leave."

Abandoning the obsessions of the past, not thinking about who Fan Cheng is, nor whose son Fan Qing is, let alone who saved him, what he really thinks at the moment is not that he was holding him and kneeling The guy next to him?

"General Hou, your safety is in danger. You don't need to worry about it. Let's just leave it alone."

Hou Xiaoxian looked at Zhongli Muchuan's turned back, and said tremblingly, "If you see the lord, tell me something, Li Zhi misses him very much."

Zhongli Muchuan replied softly, and walked outside without looking back.

Hou Lizhi was lying in the courtyard where Fan Qing lived in the past.Hou Lizhi's face was pale under the quilt, as if he had fallen asleep.Madam Hou held Hou Lizhi's hand with one hand, and kept wiping her tears with the other hand.

"Ma'am, Miss's body is already very weak, she was stimulated and vomited so much blood just now, I'm afraid she can't recover now." The doctor half bowed his body and drooped his head.

Madam Hou couldn't hold back her tears, and the little maid beside her also cried.Madam Hou sniffled, "Take Dr. Wu down and call Master."

"Yes."

After Dr. Wu stepped back, Mrs. Hou didn't hide it at all, and she cried out of breath.

Hou Lizhi slowly opened his eyes, and said weakly, "Mother, did Father send troops to rescue Husband?"

"Sent, sent, don't worry about it, ah, as long as you take good care of yourself, you will definitely see him."

"Really? Did Master Mu Chuan go?"

"Follow."

Hou Lizhi closed his eyes, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "I knew he would go. Unlike me, he can't go anywhere."

"Li Zhi, do you want to eat something and ask the cook to make it for you?"

Hou Lizhi didn't open his eyes, but made a very small voice from his mouth, "I'm so sleepy."

"Lizhi, Lizhi." Mrs. Hou held Hou Lizhi's cold hand, crying at a loss.She looked at the house in a daze, the Chinese character "囍" hadn't been taken off, and the wedding gown hadn't worn out yet, why, why it became a place of mourning.

In the dark room of the Mill Mansion, Fan Qing's limbs were tightly chained to a cross iron frame, and he was imprisoned in a dark iron cage.The chains and places are the blood seeping from the struggle of the flesh, and the clothes are still the faint blue robes that he wore when he was arrested that day, but they have burst everywhere and cannot be put together into shape.Fan Qing's hair was as dry and messy as straw, and the whole head was hanging down.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Mo Jian just stared at Fan Qing for several hours, waiting for him to wake up.

Outside the iron cage, the flickering candles reflected Mo Jian's pale face, as if he was a qualified corpse.

The chain moved a few times and made a rattling sound.

"You're awake." Mo Jian uttered these words with extremely long endings, which made people's hair stand on end.

Fan Qing raised his head slowly with all his strength, and said weakly, "You, why don't you just kill me?"

"I'm really sorry, I really can't hear what you said, it's all because my subordinates are too aggressive." Mo Jian's voice was faint, like a ghost.

Fan Qing gritted his teeth and turned up the volume with all his might, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"I have been in this dark room for 11 years. I am very lonely. Finally, a living creature came. How could I be willing to kill it?"

"You are not Di Wang's man"

"Yes, no, no, he can't touch me."

"what do you want me to do"

"I want you to kill King Di."

Fan Qing's blurred consciousness persisted, "How can I kill King Di now?"

"In the past few days, King Di will definitely ask me to take you to Duliu City and let him handle it himself. Based on what I know about King Di, he will definitely go to prison to humiliate you. At that time, you will wait for the opportunity to kill you. killed him."

"How can you be sure I'll do what you say?"

"Look at what you look like now, do you still have a choice?"

In Fan Qing's confused consciousness, he naturally knew Mo Jian's plan. He wanted to take the opportunity to capture Duliu City and become king himself.And this is Fan Qing's only chance, the only chance to survive.

"Kill Di Wang, even if I have revenge, it's over."

"Don't worry, when you help me kill King Di, I will give you a happy death, and let you be buried with your Master Xu."

"You, what did you do to Master Xu?"

"You have done my business, I will let you see him naturally."

A cover on the top of the darkroom was pushed open, and a small piece of light leaked out.

"Who?" Mo Jian whispered softly.

"Brother, it's me." Mosa came down the stairs with a brown lunch box in his hand. "It's still your favorite sugar noodle steamed buns, and white porridge."

"Didn't I say that, just give it to Ah Ying to deliver it, why are you here again?"

Mosa put the lunch box on the small wooden table, "Brother, do you hate Mosa now?"

"No." Mo Jian was expressionless.

"But now you leave everything to A Ying, and let A Ying secretly follow me." Mosa knelt in front of Mo Jian's wheelchair.

Mo Jian didn't speak for a long time, "Ah, brother, say something!" Mo Sa raised her head, staring at Mo Jian with tears in her eyes.

"I'm hungry."

"Now you don't even think I'm qualified to be a substitute, do you!" Mosa said with a cry in his voice, holding down Mo Jian's hands that were about to turn the wheelchair.

"You should rest." Mo Jian's tone was cold.

Mosa panicked suddenly, and grabbed Mo Jian's hand, "I'm sorry, brother, I will do well, as long as you tell me, I will change."

"You don't need to change anything, just go back and remove the makeup."

Mosa sat down on the ground, "Okay, okay."

After Zhongli Muchuan left Xiling that day, he brought a Youlong Sword with him, and he also brought a blue cloth bundle to hang on the sword.He has traveled to many places, but he is not unrestrained, the closer he gets to Mocheng, the heavier his heart is, and he is afraid that what he will get in exchange for thousands of miles will be a farewell.But he has been feeling more and more frequently recently, he hopes so, even though his heart hurts unbearably.

After Zhongli Muchuan came to Mocheng, he only felt that the whole Mocheng was very gloomy, everyone was busy in their own way, and there were few lively conversations.

He sat down in a tea house and asked the waiter who came to make tea, "How do you get to the General's Mansion here?"

Xiao Er didn't say a word, just pointing his fingers to the road outside.

Zhongli Muchuan was drinking tea with a teacup in one hand, when someone grabbed his left shoulder suddenly, he immediately picked up the sword with his left hand to resist.

"it's me."

The two looked at each other, "Master Mu Chuan."

"It's you! Why are you here?"

Yang Yishen sat down opposite Zhongli Muchuan, "My lord was captured, so I have to come here naturally. I just searched for news for a few days, and I don't know where to start."

"Do you know where Qing'er is being held?"

"Probably in the dark room of the General's Mansion, but I don't know where the dark room is yet."

"You take me to the general's mansion now, and I can go in and look for it."

"Master Mu Chuan, don't be impulsive, I have a plan now. There are two sons in the Mo family, one is Mo Sa and the other is Mo Jian. However, Mo Jian lost his legs because of his younger brother Mo Sa when he was young, so he hides in the dark room all the year round. Although I don’t know where the dark room is, I know where Mosa is. When the time comes, I will go to the General’s Mansion to capture Mosa as a threat to attract Mo Jian. You can hide in the General’s Mansion and observe in secret to see if Mo Jian is Where did it come from, naturally you know where the dark room is."

"But how do you know that he will take the bait for his brother?"

"intuition."

"Okay, I believe you."

That night, the night was extremely dark, and there was no sign of the moonlight.

Mosa sat alone in front of the mirror, looking at her face without makeup.He stretched out his hand to touch himself in the mirror, "What a beautiful face!" After a pause, he shed tears again, "Unfortunately, it belongs to two people." Mosa stared at the scissors in front of the dressing table for a long time, wanting to take I couldn't reach out again.Finally, the whole person blew out the candle in a daze, and fell asleep on the bed.

Seeing that the light in Mosa's room was off, Yang Yi tiptoed to push the door in. He covered Mosa's mouth and nose with a handkerchief soaked in sweat medicine inexperiencedly, then picked up Mosa and left, leaving behind a note.

On the second day, Aying found that Mosa was missing, so he took the note to Mojian in the dark room.

"Mosa is in my hands, and I will personally bring people to the southwest grove for exchange. You are not allowed to lead troops."

The note was rubbed into a ball and fell to the ground along the wheelchair.

"My lord, they are ridiculous, thinking that the general's life can threaten you."

"Why, can't" Mo Jian said sharply, his eyes seemed to want to eat people.

Aying lowered his head, "Aying is talking nonsense."

"Take me and the military adviser to the southwest grove immediately."

"My lord, you really have to go in person"

"What the other party wants is to lure me out of the cave. How can I succeed if I don't cooperate?"

"Then, the kid in the dark room"

"It's okay, even if someone comes, he doesn't have the ability to take him away."

In the small woods in the southwest, Yang Yichen and Mosa were riding a horse together, and Yang Yichen, who was standing behind him, held Mosa's neck with a knife in his hand.

"He won't come." Mosa said coldly.

Yang Yi was taken aback for a moment, but didn't speak.

"If he really comes, you will never come back." Mosa chuckled, "It's better to kill me now, and you can still earn a life."

"My purpose is not to kill you, but to replace you."

Zhongli Muchuan squatted in a corner of the eaves all night, plus half the day.The noon sun was so strong that Zhongli Muchuan couldn't keep his eyes open.

Under the bright sunlight, he saw a man in a wheelchair being pushed out of a hut in the west courtyard.Then he went out with the entourage and got into the carriage.

Zhongli Muchuan jumped lightly and entered the hut cautiously.He groped around to find the mechanism of the darkroom, and accidentally knocked over a chair.Just as he was about to lift the chair, he saw that the color of the brick below seemed abnormal. He clacked the brick with his knuckles, and it turned out to be hollow.

He buckled the brick panel and looked down, there was a staircase inside.He went down the stairs, and kept vigilant all the time, until he saw the mangled body trapped on the iron frame.Zhongli Mu Chuan recognized Fan Qing at a glance, his nose turned sour, his eyes were full of unbelievable distress, "Qing'er, Qing'er, don't be afraid, Master Mu Chuan is here."

The chain trembled, "Master Mu Chuan is really you?"

Zhongli Mu Chuan pulled out his sword and slashed at the chains of the iron cage with wasted effort, "Master Mu Chuan, don't bother, don't worry, I'm still useful, I won't die for the time being."

"Look at your appearance, how can I rest assured!" Zhongli Muchuan was still chopping the chain.

"Mo Jian kept me to help him kill King Di." Zhongli Mu Chuan stopped. "Mo Jian wanted me to kill King Di so that he could take advantage of the situation to occupy Duliu City and take the throne. Therefore, when Mo Jian took me to Duliu City, it must be the time when Mo City's army was weakest. Master Mu Chuan, I want you to go to Xiling Let Hou Xiao lead his troops to attack Mocheng when the time comes."

"But what about your life?"

"My life is based on the love of Master Mu Chuan and I have survived until now. If I can kill King Di, I will die without regret."

Zhongli Muchuan tightly grasped the bars of the iron cage, "I don't allow you to say that!"

Fan Qing smiled slightly, "Don't worry, if I see my father, I will tell him that you take good care of me."

Zhongli Muchuan's heart trembled, "It was because I couldn't recognize my own heart that I hurt you like that."

"It doesn't matter anymore, I will have no regrets if I die well this time."

"Okay, let me help you one last time."

"Thank you." The entire dark room was surprisingly quiet, "However, if there is an afterlife, I will be the first to find you."

Zhongli Muchuan put away his sword and turned around, "Yes, it will."

The cold wind blew through every plant in Mocheng, and Zhongli Muchuan had already anticipated his own death.This time, he didn't worry about it anymore. When Fan Qing was killed, it was the day of his death.It seems that I am tired of living for so long.After looking at everything, my heart was relieved a lot, and I quickly found a horse and went to the southwest grove to look for Yang Yichen.

Mo Jian was sitting in a wheelchair, Aying was standing behind him, and a man with unkempt hair and blood was leaning over in front of the carriage.

"One life for another is the most fair." Mo Jian shouted at Yang Yi who was on the horse.

"How do I know who he is"

"It must be one of the two you want, see if you want to gamble!"

"Open the curtain of the carriage." Yang Yishen was worried that Mo Jian would play tricks like last time.

Ah Ying lifted the curtain, and the inside was empty.

"Bring the carriage here."

Ah Ying went up to let the carriage take a few steps, and he could see more clearly that it was Xu Zeqing.Yang Yishen and Aying changed people, Yang Yishen jumped into the carriage and drove quickly to the depths of the southwest grove.

Aying didn't care about Mosa on the horse, and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Mo Jian, "Don't chase. Bring the horse here."

Mosa just looked at Mo Jian very sadly, but he was motionless in the carriage and did not want to get off the horse.Ah Ying leads the horse to Mo Jian.

The cold wind blew, and the woods rustled.

Mosa spoke with tears in his eyes, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Mo Jian looked at Mosa expressionlessly for a while, then picked up the thick cloak covering his legs and handed it to Aying, "Put it on him."

Mo Jian waited for Ah Ying to take the cloak, and then turned the wheelchair, but unexpectedly, the dirt road in the woods was full of potholes, and the wheels of the wheelchair did not move.

Sitting on the horseback, Mosa saw this scene, and got off the horse before taking over the cloak.

"Brother, I'll carry you on my back."

Without waiting for Mo Jian's reaction, Mo Sara put Mo Jian's hands on her shoulders, and carried Mo Jian on her back.Aying followed behind and took advantage of the situation to cover up the cloak.Mo Jian looked at the two laces dangling in front of Mosa, and gently tied a knot.

The temperature turned sharply, and it was snowing in the sky.The white cloak tightly wrapped Mosa and Mojian together in the snow, leaving only one person's footprints and back.

Zhongli Muchuan was riding his horse towards the small woods in the southwest when he suddenly felt the coolness of melting snowflakes on the back of his hand, and when he looked carefully, there was a vast and desolate world in front of him where snowflakes were falling.

Zhongli Muchuan left Mocheng and came to the small woods in the southwest, he searched everywhere, but there was no sign of anyone, so he had to go to Duliucheng Tathagata Hotel that he and Yang Yishen had made an appointment.

Mocheng is very close to Duliu City, and before dark, Zhongli Muchuan rushed to Tathagata Inn.When he arrived, Xu Zeqing was lying on the bed in the inn with ashes on his face.

"Have you seen the doctor?"

"I found it. I've already given the medicine. As for whether I wake up or not, it depends on luck."

"Did you bring my baggage?" Zhongli Muchuan asked.

"I brought it and it's hanging there."

Zhongli Muchuan looked at the blue cloth bundle hanging on the wooden frame, and felt relieved.

"What's in there is so important."

Zhongli Muchuan smiled slightly, "I originally brought it for Fan Qing."

"By the way, what about the lord, can't he be rescued?"

"He was chained and locked in an iron prison. I can't bring him out alone. But he has his own plan. In a few days, Mo Jian should take him to Duliu City. At that time, he Then we can find an opportunity to kill King Di. And General Hou can also take this opportunity to lead his troops to attack Mocheng."

"What you mean is that we are going to sacrifice our lord"

"He is willing to exchange his life for Fan Chaotianxia."

"But without the lord, what kind of Fan Dynasty is this?"

Zhongli Muchuan was silent for a moment, "But I will definitely find a way to save him until the end."