Cheng Ting was still bragging for Wu Jin: "Have you seen my big dog? You can't find one in Kuanzhou that is so smart. It doesn't say a word when it sees good people, and bites off its butt when it sees bad people. It is old now. It It's easy to learn. I used to be obedient when I met Mr. Zhao, who taught us, and now I am obedient when I meet Wu Jin."
Zell didn't see anything strange. There seemed to be only dead things on the roof. The wind was blowing the dead branches and leaves. He turned his head and glanced at the old yellow dog. His teeth were crumbling and he was licking the bones. He thought to himself: "Silly dog."
He picked up the wine cup and took a swig. The wine was fragrant from the bottle. It was strong in the mouth and hit his throat. After a sip of wine, the aroma of wine was wafting on his lips, teeth and tongue. There was a constant roar in his ears, and no sound could be heard.
Cheng Ting babbled: "Don't look at my old-fashioned appearance. I have studied in a state school for several years. I am loyal and righteous. As soon as I saw me, I clung to me..."
Zell turned to look at the dog again, and saw the dog lying on the ground, rolling his eyes.
He cut off a large piece of mutton and chewed it in his mouth. The wine whetted his appetite and he could taste some of the mutton as he chewed it.
Cheng Ting's noise made him unable to think, so the pain was limited, and his head was like paste. He didn't know what he should hate about Mo Lingfeng - kill his father and brother, capture him, spare him, give him a little sweetness, and then do nothing. Unconcerned destruction.
"What can I do for you?" Cheng Ting's words came to his ears clearly.
He looked over in surprise and saw Cheng Ting looking up at him.
Cheng Ting's eyes, words and deeds were full of drunkenness, but he was also pure. He didn't seem to be trying to solve a problem for his best friend, but sincerely wanted to help him.
He picked up the wine cup and touched it with Cheng Ting.
The two of them picked off most of the sheep and drank three jars of wine. Zell wanted to go back to Mo's house. Cheng Ting saw him out, then turned around and got into the official room.
He used a ponytail toothbrush dipped in locust twig paste to clean his teeth, had hot water brought to him, rubbed himself with bath beans until he was red, climbed out and dried his hair, changed his clothes from inside to outside, raised his arms, and put his sleeves Sniff hard with the tip of your nose.
There was no smoky smell of wine and meat, and the whole body was fragrant. I took a breath in the palm of my hand and smelled it hard. There was still a smell of wine, so I asked someone to serve a cup of strong tea.
He picked up the teacup, took a sip, raised his head, puffed out his cheeks, and rinsed with a "gurgling" sound. Suddenly something tugged at the hem of his clothes. He was startled, and with a "pop" sound, the tea fell from his mouth. It sprayed out of my nose, I choked, my face turned red, my ears were red, and I coughed.
"Old Huang, do you have itchy teeth?"
The old yellow dog barked twice, frowned and walked out: "Is there someone here?"
He looked around, but found no clues. He ordered his servants to guard the door and hurriedly ran through the hanging flower gate and walked to the backyard door. He saw candlelight in the main room and a maid guarding the door. Seeing him coming, she opened the curtain. , he breathed a sigh of relief and stepped in.
The room is divided into two with a four-fold screen, and an incense burner and a bamboo smoker cage are placed outside. The incense from the burner is lingering, warm and pleasant. The candlelight in the lampshade moves slightly, and the light and shadow in the whole room also shakes.
A maid was flipping clothes in front of the bamboo fumigation cage. When she heard Cheng Ting come in, she quickly got up, blessed her with blessings, and left.
Cheng Ting relaxed and quickly walked around the screen: "Hui..."
Behind the screen, Xu Huiran was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her belly bulging high. She was wearing only her underwear, with her hands folded in front of her belly. Her face was full of fear, with dried tears. A sharp knife stretched out from behind her and was placed firmly on her neck. superior.
Huang Yiren squatted behind her, raised his index finger, put it to his mouth, and said "Shh".
"...No!" Cheng Ting's voice became hoarse, and his mind was out of body. There was only a "boom" in his mind. His body quickly became cold, and the wine he drank turned into cold sweat in an instant and broke out.
The servants outside the door were coming and going, and there were little girls chattering, but no one knew what happened inside the house, and the voices gradually dispersed, leaving only the people inside the house to confront each other.
Cheng Ting opened his mouth, beads of sweat on his temples gathered on his chin, dripped to the ground, and broke into eight pieces.
"Who are you?" He lowered his voice as much as possible, and slowly moved one foot forward. A cold light flashed on the sharp knife, and the blade shrank inward. He immediately retracted his foot.
He was incoherent: "Let her go, you hijacked her
Me, I have thick skin and thick flesh, and my family is also rich... You want silver or gold? There is also gold. There is a lot of it, not too much. I will give it to you. "
His shadow on the ground trembled, shaking violently.
Xu Huiran gritted her teeth and kept silent, fearing that the thief would become violent and that Cheng Ting would be disturbed.
She looked at Cheng Ting like a big bird falling into the water, falling flowers and water, trembling with fear, his hands tightly clenched into fists, and the veins on his forehead popped out, which was heartbreaking.
"The Mo family has a treasure that no one knows about," Huang Yiren said, "You are familiar with the Mo family and studied in the Mo family. Even if no one tells you, you must have noticed clues about where it is."
Cheng Ting's eyes widened: "Treasure? Are you talking about Leaf Wind? Leaf Wind is the treasure of the Mo family, and everyone in Kuanzhou knows it!"
Huang Yiren sneered: "Think about it carefully, I'll give you ten seconds to count."
"ten."
Cheng Ting was sweating layer by layer, and his whole body seemed to be melting. He held on, his mind spinning wildly.
Where is the treasure in the Mo family?
"Nine."
"No, I haven't heard of it. You tie me up..."
"eight."
"Take me to Mo's house! My uncle loves me and will tell you!"
While he was arguing frantically and trying to deal with it, Huang Yiren remained unmoved and talked about it one by one. Cheng Ting's mind was like a pot of porridge, chaotic and hot, and he only wished that he could not conjure up a Mountains of gold and silver, nonsense: "In the Shuo River!"
"Lie!" Huang Yiren tightened his knife, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on Xu Huiran's neck, dripping onto his clothes. "The Shuo River is full of quicksand, how can we hide anything!"
"In their house!" Cheng Ting's voice changed, sharp and sharp, "In Mo's house!"
"Nonsense!" Huang Yiren said coldly, "The Mo family's territory has been turned over, there is none!"
Cheng Ting was shocked, and at the same time, a statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sitting on a green lotus flashed in his mind, hidden deep in the bamboo forest, silent.
Huang Yiren immediately noticed the subtle change in expression and put a hand on Xu Huiran's abdomen: "Say!"
Xu Huiran's face was as white as paper and she almost fainted.
Cheng Ting exclaimed and took a step forward suddenly, "Let her go, I say! Let her go quickly!"
His lips trembled. Seeing Huang Yiren move the knife forward, he supported Xiaoji with one hand and took a deep breath: "I'm just guessing——"
He stepped forward, cautiously, and stopped by the candlelight: "My uncle only trusts Lingfeng. Lingfeng often went to Xiongshan Temple when she was a child. She doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas. She must go to see the treasure you mentioned."
Huang Yiren asked: "Evidence! What did she go to Xiongshan Temple to see?"
Xiongshi Gorge is a natural danger and indeed a hiding place.
"Look at the fish!" Cheng Ting blurted out, "She likes to look at the fish!"
He stretched out his hand to grab his ears and tugged at the hem of his clothes, all of which fell into Huang Yiren's eyes.
Huang Yiren stared at Cheng Ting, slowly retracted the sharp knife, inserted it into his waist, covered Xu Huiran's lips with his free right hand, then spread the five fingers of his left hand and grabbed her abdomen with force.
