The heinous crime of time travel

After three days of living together peacefully, they suddenly lost contact with Li Youcheng, and they didn't even send any letters, but the rumors about thieves in Xiang's mansion made people feel uneasy.

The place where Chu Ting's courtyard is located is neither prosperous nor remote, it is just the most common shelter in Taigu City, so it is difficult to find out, Xiao Yao lives in seclusion and lives a peaceful life.

The wounds on his body healed faster than when he was bumping on the carriage, and some places didn't hurt when touched, and the hideous scars gradually turned from blood to black, like a centipede spirit who had cultivated for thousands of years, and was finally about to lose her monster shape up.As soon as the injury healed, Xiao Yao couldn't hold back his heart, and if he continued to delay so much, his mother would rush to die with Duan Fu.

Compared to Li Youcheng, his restlessness is just a drop in the bucket.In the past few days, Li Youcheng followed Duan Fu from early morning to late night, from food and clothing arrangements to accommodation, and was even forced to stroll around Huihua Street.

In Duan Fu's words, he mentioned him many times on the sidelines, and Li Youcheng coped with them one by one, his nerves were so tense that he didn't even want to talk to anyone when he returned to the house.

Duan Fu is not young anymore, and he is also a civil servant. Although he is in good health, it is impossible for him to keep an eye on Li Youcheng day and night.And Li Youcheng also knew that there was no need for Duan Fu to force himself to stay by his side, the entire General's Mansion was probably already covered with eyeliner, if there was a slight change, not only Xiao Yao would be implicated, but even Chu Ting would not be able to get rid of it alone.

On the evening of the third day, because Duan Fu wanted to see someone, Li Youcheng was able to leave the prime minister's mansion early.

He didn't go home immediately, but stayed at Xingyuan Restaurant for a while on the way - this was specially marked on the message Duan Fu received.

But other than that, there are no more doubts.

Li Youcheng made two catties of newly brewed Luojiu at Xingyuan Restaurant, and only said three sentences from the beginning to the end. He didn't communicate with anyone except the proprietress, and there was a room in the store, and the proprietress lived in it, and he didn't leave all day. Pass.

Even so, someone knocked on Chu Ting's back door. The visitor lowered the brim of his hat and left immediately after sending the message.

"Third watch tonight?" Xiao Yao flipped the thin piece of paper over and over again, as if trying to see something at this obvious point in time, but besides spinning around the tip of his nose, seducing the gluttonous smell of wine, the next thing was to write this word It's too sloppy - ugly enough to be called oracle bone inscriptions.

"What do you see?" Mu Yunshen was holding a cup, drinking tea slowly beside him, his whole person was soft and dignified, his eyes were slightly squinted, hiding his insatiable gaze.

Mu Yunshen knows that Xiao Yao is not stupid, and sometimes he can show wisdom and cleverness, but this does not mean that Xiao Yao is willing to think, as long as he has something on his mind, he will frown first, then purse his lips, and when he can't figure it out, he will frown. Start to give up on yourself.

"..." Xiao Yao lay down on the table, most of his face was rubbed with powdered medicine and dust, and complained to Li Youcheng, "He wrote four words, I can feel bald."

Mu Yunshen took back the tortured note from his hand, took out the message from Li Youcheng last time, read it softly, and said, "Perhaps Shen Yanzhi, the key person, is here tonight. Third watch."

Although the words of consolation a few days ago sounded nice, if Xiao Yao himself was stabbed in the back by his best friend, he would be able to bear the grudge in his next life, but he never expected that in just three days, when Mu Yunshen mentioned this name, The clouds were calm and the wind was light, and even the eyelids didn't seem to jump.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Let's secretly see what he's going to do first." Mu Yunshen was a little lost in thought, fiddling with the paper in his hand unconsciously.The gentle and dignified just now died down, revealing the fangs inside, the cold light was cold and sharp, and he didn't hurt others, first he shaved himself beyond recognition.

Xiao Yao smelled blood on his body, just like the rainy day when they reunited.

But Mu Yunshen only revealed his thoughts for a moment, and then he returned to normal. The tea was still hot, and his mouth was boiling hot.

He was used to such abandonment and betrayal, anyway, Shen Yanzhi was neither the first nor the last, but before this, he had never missed anyone.Blindness, sudden loneliness.

There was only such a companion along the way, and he managed to pull back into a normal person, and he returned to his original shape when he was not careful.Xiao Yao doesn't like Mu Yunshen who is silent and gloomy, it seems that this person will pay for himself at any time, and he doesn't see any desire to survive.

Although he kept talking about revenge, sometimes Xiao Yao felt that this was just a small reason for him to live, without this reason, Mu Yunshen would take the initiative to give up his last days.

He wants to die.

Xiao Yao was frightened into a cold sweat by his own thought.

"Isn't the tea hot?" Xiao Yao snatched the teacup from his hand, picked up another cup on the table, and poured some wine into it, "You also had a relationship with Duan Fu back then, maybe this great hero Shen is Follow the tradition...don't think too much about it."

The wine in the glass was not filtered clean enough, the color was turbid and a little yellowish, but it was very fragrant, with a cold green plum smell.Mu Yunshen put it to his mouth and took a sip. Even the taste of the wine was very light, more like tea.

"Send a message to Qiu Heng, let him play it by ear, we are going to enter the Prime Minister's mansion again tonight." Mu Yunshen slowly stabilized his mind, and the wine flowed down his throat to extinguish the depression just now.He slightly turned his head to look at Xiaokui in the yard, and said, "Only little girls can go."

Although Xiaokui is a child, she is Chu Ting's apprentice. She can pass on the news, but she can't pass it directly to Qiu Heng.

Almost all the people around here have been favored by Chu Ting. Although she doesn't go to see a doctor these few days, Xiaokui will still send the prepared medicine to each family. Among them, there is one person who communicates with the Xiangfu. close.

His name is Hou San, and he is a master of raising horses. His father fell off when he went up the mountain to cut firewood in his early years.Although this man is glib and out of tune, he values ​​love and righteousness, and often comes to help, almost becoming Xiao Kui's half brother.

The two horses that Duan Fu was pulling the cart were both thousand-mile horses, and they needed someone to take care of them, so Wei Boyin handed over the matter to Hou San.

Among the ordinary people in the market who haven't seen many big scenes, Hou San is considered smart.When Xiaokui stuffed him a note and asked him to hand it over to Qiu Heng, Qian reminded him to be careful not to leak it, even though he was so worried that he was about to pee his pants, but on the surface he still looked human.

Hou San actually didn't know Qiu Heng, but he knew that there was a mute among the group of people brought by Master Dazai. According to Xiaokui's report, this mute was Qiu Heng.

Probably because of being unable to speak, Qiu Heng also seemed very withdrawn among the group of stereotyped men in black, always walking alone. Although it was not easy to meet him, it was not difficult. Qiu Heng occasionally I will come to the stables, because it is very quiet here.

During the day, Duan Fu's carriage is always in use, and every day at dusk or later, someone will be sent to pick up Hou San, and then the whole night's work is spent in the prime minister's mansion, even sleeping People sleep together.

Hou San stroked the horse's mane, feeling hesitant and itchy. He had promised Xiaokui swearingly, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in the prime minister's mansion. I just beg the masters not to care about such a small person as him, and it's best not to even look at him. He glanced.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was attracting so much attention. Even the little maids seemed to say a few more words today, something that was usually too late to be happy, but now it was extremely tormenting.

Hou San held a handful of hay in his hand, and absently fed it to the horse's mouth, but looked at the occasional passers-by outside.The letter from Xiaokui was stuffed in his arms, it was so stiff, not only felt a shock in his chest, but also in his heart, his whole body was in a state of being ready to go, and he trembled with fright when the horse neighed lightly.

"Old...Master..." Hou San looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him, and almost fell to his knees with a "plop". His knees seemed to be soaked in ten catties of vinegar, and he was so limp that he couldn't stand upright.

In the prime minister's mansion, everyone's status is higher than Hou San's, and he can't tell who has a higher official position and who is younger. The men are collectively called "Master" and the women are collectively called "Miss". It's always right to speak sweeter .

Then Hou San saw the person in front of him open his mouth, the broken and rotten tongue made Hou San's eyes go black with fright, he supported the wooden post for a while, and then gradually regained his senses.

Dumb... Qiu Heng... Hou San's face was pale, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his dirty sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Are you Master Qiu?"

This is the first time Hou San took the initiative to talk to people in the house, swallowed nervously, he suddenly remembered that Qiu Heng lacked a tongue, and quickly added, "You can just nod or shake your head..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hou San wished he could slap his own ears - so he didn't offend everyone!

However, the man standing in front of him had an indifferent expression, as if he didn't take Hou San's words to heart, and his empty eyes fell on Hou San's face, exactly the same as when he looked at the horse, and he couldn't distinguish between good and bad.

Hou San was anxious, and asked again, "Are you Master Qiu? I...I..." Hou San was afraid that he had found the wrong person, so he dared to say vaguely, "I'm from outside."

The eyes of the man in black official uniform suddenly changed, like a sharpened knife, Hou San was very uncomfortable being exposed to it, like a fish on a chopping board being cut alive.Hou San closed his eyes, and begged God to have mercy, he had an old father and a young child waiting to be fed, and he didn't want to die in the stable.

After suffering like this for a long time, Hou San's ears suddenly moved, and he heard a strange pronunciation that seemed to agree. He opened his eyes, and the man in front of him was nodding, struggling and determined.