I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

"Brat, how dare you hide!"

Seeing Feng Shu dodging, Hua Lan became even more angry.As soon as he condensed his breath, the leather whip in his hand was suddenly covered with magic power, and it went straight to Fengshu.

Feng Shu was wounded, he moved carelessly and sensitively, and because of distracted thinking, he was beaten to the ground very quickly.

Hua Lan seemed to be still angry, and waved the whip like crazy, while Feng Shu could only raise his hand to block in front of him, gritting his teeth and enduring all this.

If I am beaten to death, will I be released from hell?

In the past, when Feng Shu was beaten, he kept apologizing to the craftsmen in order to avoid needless pain, even though both parties knew that he had done nothing wrong.

But now, facing the real culprit who killed her parents behind the scenes, Feng Shu is not willing to give in anymore.

No matter how hard Hua Lan beat him, he still clenched his teeth tenaciously, not letting himself cry out in pain.

After a while, Hua Lan seemed to be tired from beating too.Panting, he withdrew his whip, kicked Feng Shu again, and walked towards the cellar angrily.

"Whether you want to obediently do as I say, or die here, you choose."

Before leaving, Hua Lan said this harsh word, and then closed the trap door.

It was dark in the cellar, except for the slight sound of breathing.Feng Shu leaned against the cold and hard wall, biting his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from passing out from the pain.

He didn't want to take the two paths that Hualan offered him.This Sulan city is so big, as long as he can escape from Washington, he should be free, right?

Feng Shu sat in the dark for a long time, his body was burning with pain, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

In order not to let himself fall into a coma, he stood up reluctantly, lit a candle, and then began to bandage himself under the faint light.

I heard that among the spells, there are spells that can heal wounds... If you have the opportunity to learn it, you might be able to heal yourself.

After thinking about it, he could only clean up the dust on the wound first, and then tear off his coat to cover up those horrific scars.

Even though the cellar was damp and cold, Feng Shu was already dripping with sweat after doing these things.Enduring the pain, he slowly shrank into the straw stack, and after confirming that his life was not in danger, he slowly closed his eyes.

After that, Hua Lan would come to the cellar to look for Feng Shu from time to time, and after finding that he was not "obedient", he continued to curse and beat him severely.

Afterwards, as if he was worried that Feng Shuzhen would die, he threw a few medicine bottles on the ground, and then walked away with peace of mind.

Although Feng Shu was unwilling to accept Hua Lan's alms, he still had the idea of ​​"birth" after all, so he picked up those wound medicines and applied them politely.

He quietly exercised his body, and silently explored various spells, looking for opportunities to escape.

The cellar is built of bricks and soil on all sides, and the only breakthrough point is the wooden trap door.

However, the door was locked from the outside and connected to the main house. If it was forcibly broken open, the noise would definitely alarm the Hua family.

After much deliberation, Feng Shu decided to stand still for the time being.He rummaged through all the utensils and materials in the cellar, made a saw out of iron and wood, and hid it quietly.

Just like when he was working on the magic weapon, Hua Lan still sent people to deliver three meals for him, but the food they delivered was often either spoiled food, or the portion was so small that it was like feeding chickens.

Feng Shu calculated the time based on the delivery point, and every day that passed, he used a wooden block to draw a mark on the low table to record the number of days in custody.

Afterwards, Hua Lan seemed to get used to his disobedience, and beat him up and down, yelling a lot of nasty words as if venting his anger.

From Hua Lan's words, Feng Shu knew that the two Hualin families had been having a tense fight recently, and it seemed that the theft of Qian Lian's face had finally shattered the illusion of harmony between the two families.

When the number of notches on the short table increased to sixty, Feng Shu noticed that Hua Lan came to him less frequently.

On the contrary, as soon as Hua Lan came to the cellar, the anger displayed became more intense.The movement of the whip waving towards him became more and more fierce, as if he no longer cared about his life or death.

Judging from Hua Lan's increasingly vicissitudes of face, he has not been doing well recently, not only the wrinkles around his eyes have increased, but even his smooth chin has grown stubble.

After beating Feng Shu every time, he seemed more energetic, as if Feng Shu was just a sandbag for him to vent his anger.

"Uncle Hua, you are actually working hard, right?"

On this day, after being beaten up by Hua Lan, Feng Shu stared at Hua Lan's increasingly haggard face and said so.

Hua Lan was used to him being beaten silently, when Feng Shu suddenly spoke, he seemed to realize that what he was whipping was a living person.

However, that provocative smile, and that smiling face, were really—

"Shut up! Did I tell you to talk?"

A whip was swung down, aiming at that smiling face, but Hua Lan's thoughts were disturbed, and the whip only landed on Feng Shu's left shoulder.

Feng Shu was whipped, but he didn't even look at the wound, instead he smiled and said, "Uncle Hua, are you busy recently? Why don't you come here often?"

Hua Lan said angrily: "Why, you still expect to be beaten!"

Feng Shu said: "No, it's just that every time you come, you tell me stories, but today you don't. Could it be that the grievances between the Hualin family have been resolved?"

Hearing him mention the Lin family, Hua Lan's eyes flashed with anger: "Story? Who told you the story! You dare to mention the Lin family in front of me, are you really not afraid of death?"

"Oh? What did the Lin family do to make Uncle Hua so angry?"

"I said it all, so don't mention it!"

Hua Lan lashed Fengshu several times, bent down panting, and then broke out suddenly: "That bastard Lin Shuo, actually beat him to death and refused to admit that he stole my things, and even said that he would fight to the death at Haishi tomorrow— —

Tomorrow is Yin'er's birthday, and he clearly intends to make things difficult for me!If you want to fight, you can fight, I, Hua Lan, have never been afraid of anyone! "

Feng Shu thought about it, and said: "Haishi? Then Mr. Hua's birthday banquet, wouldn't it be impossible?"

"Do it! Why don't you do it? After I trample all the Lin family under my feet, I will show Yin'er how majestic his father is!"

Gritting her teeth, Hua Lan stomped on the ground a few times, and her hand holding the whip danced wildly, knocking over the candlestick in the corner.

Feng Shu looked at the exhausted person in front of him, his eyes swept over the messy hair, and settled on the wrinkled and stained clothes.

"Uncle Hua, why don't you stop before there is a big mess? Even if Qian Lianmian is stolen by the Lin family, they don't know the function of the magic weapon, so they can't do anything about it, right?"

Hua Lan's hand holding the whip shook, and his face became distorted: "What do you know! Now that the surname Lin has mastered Qianlianmian and Mieyan, it is almost equivalent to mastering Sulan! This is clearly my idea , that magic weapon should be mine, and Sulan should be mine too, and everything here should be mine too!!"

Feng Shu nodded as if agreeing, and said: "Uncle Hua, don't be angry. If you lose your temper, then tomorrow's duel with the Lin family will be..."

Hua Lan said: "What are you afraid of? Even if I'm not in good condition, there are still so many people in this mansion—"

He took a breath, as if realizing something, his eyes became dark.

"Boy, do you seem to have a lot of words today?"

Feng Shu smiled and said, "I'm not looking at your complexion, I'm just concerned."

Hua Lan sneered, walked towards Feng Shu slowly, then bent down, and said: "Don't pretend, you are the one I watched growing up, are you still trying to deceive me? Even if I split up tomorrow? It will give you a chance to escape from Washington."

He raised his foot, stepped on Feng Shu's right wrist, and turned it around a few times.

"Even if you do escape, with my power in Sulan City, I will be able to arrest you immediately. If you don't want to die in a sewer, you should use less brains."

Feng Shu endured the pain, and smiled back: "Since that's the case, why should Uncle Hua stay here and worry about my affairs? Why don't you first recharge your batteries and prepare for tomorrow's engagement?"

Hua Lan snorted coldly and said, "Do I still need your reminder?"

He retracted the leather whip in his hand to his waist, adjusted his clothes carefully, then put on a dignified expression, and left the cellar along the wooden ladder.

After Hua Lan left, Feng Shu coughed for a while, patted the shoe print on his right wrist, and nodded in thought.

Judging from the conversation just now, the Hualin family is bound to have a fierce battle tomorrow night.Even if the people in the mansion don't help, they will be too busy for Mr. Zhang Luohua's birthday banquet.

If you want to escape, this is indeed a good opportunity.However, if he failed to escape and was caught instead...

Forget it, instead of being imprisoned here, life would be worse than death, why not give it a try.

Feng Shu secretly made up his mind, and after taking a few breaths, he stood up with his support on the wall.He walked to the trap door and cast spells to detect it a few times. After confirming that there was no real object above and blocked by spells, he slowly sat down on the bamboo mat and closed his eyes to rest.

The waiting time is always very long.

Feng Shu was worried that Hua Lan would drug the food, so he quietly poured the soup and steamed buns in a corner, then pretended to be asleep, and let the delivery servants take away the empty bowls and plates.

Facts proved that his concerns were correct, and the food delivery servant left with a sneer after confirming that he would not wake up no matter how hard he strangled.

At dinnertime the trap door was opened again.

After being splashed with a bucket of cold water, Feng Shu pretended to wake up in shock, and swallowed a bowl of bitter and spicy soup with dazed eyes.

After the food delivery servant left, he scratched his throat hard until he even vomited the acid in his stomach, before he panted and lay down on the bamboo mat.

After that, Feng Shu waited for a long time, guessing that the time had come, and then started the escape operation.

He lingered in front of the trap door for a while, and after confirming that no one was guarding it, he cut a small slit by the trap door, put the saw on it, and cut carefully.

The escape process was smoother than expected.After Feng Shu left the cellar, he took out the hidden wooden block from his arms and embedded it under the trap door.

After finishing the work, he carefully swept the surrounding wood chips into the cellar, and then put the trap door on the wood block, pretending that everything was as usual.

After that, Feng Shu escaped several maids holding dinner plates, and came to the green dragon tree in the backyard smoothly.

He dug out the two lock pouches he had hidden, put Qian Lianmian into his bosom, and opened the silver umbrella.

A gust of air quickly lifted him up, and he rose into the air in an instant.Feng Shu grabbed the handle of the umbrella, a smile appeared on his face, but it froze immediately.

——The open space in front of Hualin Second Mansion was densely packed with people.Through the light reflected from the torch, Feng Shu saw Hua Lan holding a whip and shouting loudly.Under his command, a group of people swarmed up and fought with another group.

In that group of people, in addition to the craftsman who abused Feng Shu on weekdays, there were also servants who shared the dormitory with him.

Given Hua Lan's competitive nature, this is not surprising.The more Hua Fu came out in full force and fought more fiercely with the Lin family, the more beneficial it would be for Feng Shu to escape——

But when he really saw the fight he had caused, his young heart was still a little bit shocked.

Feng Shu didn't care what would happen to Hua Lan and those craftsmen, but the servants who were innocently involved in this battle had treated him well.

The Mr. Hua who gave him rice cakes and medicine should still be looking forward to the grand birthday banquet like in previous years.How would he feel if he saw a river of blood flowing in front of his house?

Under the cheers of the various Patriarchs, the scene soon fell into a chaotic fight.Those two groups fought fiercely, and gradually they separated themselves.

Compared with the Hua family, the Lin family mostly used long-range weapons such as bows and arrows. In such a chaotic melee, they quickly fell behind.

Seeing his family members being seriously injured one after another, Lin Shuo's face became more and more ugly, so he could only order his subordinates to retreat in the direction of Lin's mansion.

Feng Shu hesitated again and again, but slowly descended to the outside of Washington, walked around the wall to the battle scene, and hid in an inconspicuous corner.

He manipulated the silver umbrella down the barrier, and seized the opportunity for the Lin family to retreat, separating the two groups of people.

The people from Huafu and Linfu were fighting in full swing, seeing that the enemy was suddenly protected by a golden wall, they were stunned for a moment.

A poisoned barbed arrow hit the golden light and bounced away.Almost at the same time, a leather whip with mana burst out of the air and hit the barrier, making a loud crackling sound.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up!"

I don't know who yelled, and the two sides rushed forward again, beating the barrier indiscriminately.

Some people were red-eyed and lost their aim for a moment, and the weapons and spells in their hands fell on their own family members.

Soon, the scene fell into chaos again.Feng Shu was anxious, but before he could figure out how to deal with it, he heard a terrible hiss——

A fiery snake emerged out of nowhere from the Lin family's side.Seeing this scene, the Lin family screamed and backed away. Only one person stood behind the fire snake, his eyes bulged, and his face was full of madness:

"Go! Kill all the members of the Hua family!"

The fiery snake raised its head and spit out a fireball, but instead of attacking forward as promised, it lowered its head and turned to the running man from the Lin family.

"You, what are you doing! It's not this side, it's the other side!"

The fire snake tilted its head, and its yellow eyes like copper bells reflected a constantly shaking figure.The distraught face got closer and closer to it, and quickly disappeared into the firelight.

No, the flame is out of control!

Feng Shu watched helplessly as the fire snake spat out the letter, burning Lin Shuo into coke.Seeing the fire snake attacking the rest of the people again, he didn't care too much, walked out of the hiding place, and pointed at the floating silver umbrella——

Quick, block the flames!

The silver umbrella trembled, and the golden light under the umbrella suddenly disappeared.Hua Lan's attention was attracted by the fire snake, but he didn't pay attention to Feng Shu. He just laughed wildly and shouted: "Lin Shuo, Lin Shuo, I didn't expect you to fall into the hands of the magic weapon I made!!"

Before he could stop laughing, the air around him suddenly trembled.Immediately afterwards, a golden light shrouded it like a cage, surrounding Huafu, Linfu and the crowd present.

The fiery snake moved extremely fast, turning everything it went into a sea of ​​flames.It overturned a large group of people from the Lin family. Seeing that it could not break through the golden light barrier, it twisted its fiery body and attacked the Hua family——

Hua Lan stood in front of the team and was the first to be run over by the fire snake.The moment before he was turned into black ashes, he still had a victorious smile on his face, as if he was welcoming his own death.

On the other side, Feng Shu stared at the hellish scene in front of him, and was stunned for a while.

what happened?

I clearly only let the silk curtain umbrella stop Mie Yan, how did it become like this?

Since the silk curtain umbrella was created, it has never been used, and there is no way to find its flaws.

Feng Shu waved his hand helplessly, trying to make the silk curtain umbrella obey his orders, but the silver umbrella was floating high in the air, continuing to cast the cage-like golden light.

"stop!"

"Stop it—"

Feng Shu heard his voice gradually hoarse, and the fire in front of him swept across mercilessly, burning every inch of land and every life in the golden light.

The hot air scorched Feng Shu's lungs, and his body, which had not eaten for a long time, finally couldn't hold on, and directly collapsed to the ground.He felt that his face was wet and cold, but his body was hot.

——Please, everyone, please stop all this!

If there are gods in the world, can they stop the flood of hellfire?

Feng Shu wept, and suddenly understood why people believed in gods.

After all, when people are wandering on the edge of the abyss of despair, they can only pin their hopes on miracles...