About ten more days passed. The jailer came every day to deliver meals, the old woman washed and swept on time, and the centipede ran between her back and the ground, and each of them lived in peace.
The weather is getting colder and colder. I am in a heavy prison and I can hear it all night long. Occasionally, there is a loud whistling of the wind, which shows how strong the west wind is.
His clothes were thin and he couldn't use his internal energy, so he was naturally shivering from the cold.
Fortunately, the hook knife nailed into the lute's bone has gradually become weaker after being bitten by Brother Centipede day and night.
At the same time, what he could notice was that the restriction on his internal energy was not as strong as before.
It no longer hurts as soon as it comes out of the Dantian like before.
Several acupuncture points can now be unblocked, and occasionally they can even be unblocked for a whole day.
It doesn't take long to think that he will be able to break through the shackles of the hook knife and regain his original skills.
That day, when Brother Centipede crawled back from the ground to his back, he lost his grip on his hands and feet and fell to the ground with a "pop". He struggled for a long time and could not turn over.
Thinking about it, I was so tired after working all day and all night without any rest.
Ye Wumian called out distressedly: "Brother Centipede, you have been working hard all day long, and you are looking forward to rest! The hook knife has almost eaten it all, and it is not less than half a day's work."
The centipede just turned a deaf ear. After a slight pause, it hurried back to its back and started working enthusiastically.
Ye Wumian was about to say something more when the big-eared Liu Feng voice came from outside the cell:
"Qian Qianhu, it's already Xiaohan today, and there are only about thirty days left until the New Year. Why don't you wait until the New Year is over before responding to Tianfu? Besides, it's a long way to Yingtian, and it won't be until after the Lantern Festival. , we can’t reach it until now, so why rush?”
Because the jailer had previously pulled down the wooden door with strong sound insulation, Ye Wumian waited until he heard voices before he realized someone was approaching the prison. He quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Hearing Qian Qianhu sigh, he said: "Changsha City, the place where my son Boning died. When I open and close my eyes, I see Boning's face before he died! Can you teach me how to live and celebrate the New Year here peacefully?"
In the middle of saying this, the wooden door was pulled up by the obedient jailer.
Big-eared Liu Feng shouted and asked the jailer: "You jailer, why did you take it upon yourself to pull down the wooden door?"
The jailer complained bitterly: "Liu Shi Baihu, you don't know something. Since you left, this prisoner has been screaming in the prison, disturbing people's peace. I was afraid that the superior officer would blame me, so I had to pull down the wooden door. , blocking out the screams."
Big-eared Liu Feng approached the cell and saw that Ye Wumian was still tied tightly, and the hook knife was still inserted into the pipa bone on his back.
Except for the obvious improvement in his complexion, he didn't see anything unusual, so he just "hummed" and said nothing.
Ye Wumian pretended to be woken up. He secretly said luckily, "Fortunately, the jailer didn't say anything about me calling Brother Centipede. Otherwise, it would be bad if Liu Feng became suspicious and had to search my body up and down to make him discover the clues on the pipa bone on my back."
Liu Feng and Qian Qianhu walked into the cell. Qian Qianhu looked at Ye Wumian with fire in his eyes.
Liu Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Qian Qianhu, today you insist on personally escorting this bandit to respond to Tianfu. Of course, my subordinates dare not disobey. But I still have to say something more. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. You can do it tens of millions, and you will definitely do it." Be sure not to kill him on the way out of hatred. Otherwise, the governor will..."
"enough!"
Qian Qianhu shouted angrily, interrupted him, and said, "There is a governor on the left and a governor on the right. Do you, Liu Feng, think that I, Qianhu, don't exist?"
Liu Feng quickly knelt down on one knee and said: "Qian Qianhu, my subordinates' loyalty to you can be judged by heaven and earth, and can be expressed by the sun and the moon. The pros and cons of it, when you first came to the prison to see this bandit, Xiao I have already said it once. Lord Qianhu, you must put the overall situation first..."
A layer of frost formed on Qian Qianhu's face, and he wanted to have an attack, but he didn't.
Watching it all night, it was interesting to see that Qian Qianhu, who was eighty percent similar to Qian Boning, was so aggrieved.
There were some doubts in his heart, and he thought to himself: "Qian Qianhu wants to kill me, but it seems that the governor above him does not want to kill me. What is the reason that makes that superior governor want to keep me? A life?"
He wore a fake face and naturally assumed Zhang Daqiu's stance. All "I" in thinking are naturally big balls.
He thought to himself: "Zhang Daqiu is just a grass bandit on the edge of the Xiangjiang River. The number of people he can control is only three or four hundred. He can resist the sporadic encirclement and suppression by the Changsha army, but it is still unsuccessful. Such a small person, How could it affect the heart of Lord Jin Yiwei Zhenfu, who is thousands of miles away in Yingtian Mansion?"
Or you can ask directly: How can a small Zhang Daqiu make Jinyiwei so fanatic, travel thousands of miles, and even bother the people of Shenji Camp?
Are Jin Yiwei and Shenji Camp so free?
It is naturally difficult to understand just thinking about the problem in isolation. If you contact the origin of Jin Yiwei's attack on the Black Elk Gang, you may be able to find clues:
Jin Yiwei used Luo Fanxi's "handwritten letter" to Zhang Daqiu, and only launched the attack after "Zhang Daqiu" lured the disguised Jin Yiwei and his party into the house.
So here comes the question: The Jin Yiwei and the official army are so powerful. Whether it is the number of people or the strength of the masters, they can absolutely crush the Black Elk Gang. They can obviously take it directly by force, so why do they need to use a letter to open the Black Elk Gang? Mountain gate?
If Zhang Daqiu did not come to contact Director Wu as stated in the letter, would the Jin Yiwei not attack the Black Elk Gang?
Suddenly, I had a lot of thoughts in my sleepless night.
Questions, like bubbles, floated in my mind, and then burst again.
He turned a blind eye to Liu Feng and Qian Qianhu in front of him; he did not hear the words they talked to. I put my whole mind into thinking about these issues.
While he was thinking hard, he heard a cheerful and slightly familiar voice: "Qian Qianhu, brothers are all ready, should we leave? I am also planning to go to Wugong Mountain to drink Laba porridge on the day of Laba. ! If we leave too late, I might not be able to make it to Wugong Mountain on Laba Day!"
A middle-aged man suddenly appeared in Ye Wumian's field of vision.
Ye Wumian's body trembled, and she felt a little happy in her heart: "It's Brother Zhou Xian, why is he here!"
The visitor was none other than Zhou Xian.
After not seeing each other for two or three months, Zhou Xian was still as charming as before, cheerful and a little careless.
Although he was in the prison, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, but all he could hear was Laba porridge from distant Jiangxi and delicious pastries from Jinling.
As his eyes moved, he didn't seem to want to do official business at all.
As soon as Zhou Xian came in, the tense atmosphere between Qian Qianhu and Liu Feng suddenly relaxed.
