The flower is a tulip [Chu Liuxiang]

Wuhua is in a bad mood.

He originally thought that for a gentle and gentle young man like Hua Manlou, who could be seen as coming from a wealthy family, some hardships he had never experienced before could wear down the will cultivated in the greenhouse.Hua Manlou's body was indeed fragile beyond his imagination, as if he would be completely destroyed after a few more days of torture.

If it weren't for the cruel beauty of the iron chains tied on those slender hands and feet, Wu Hua would have felt that it was unnecessary.

But this game of chess shattered all Wuhua's imaginary victories.He found that instead of being destroyed, Huamanlou was playing with him with great interest.Even when he thought that Hua Manlou, who had been hungry for almost four days, would give up his unrealistic idea and ask him for some meals, he was immediately told by reality: he was wrong.

Hua Manlou's lips were as white as his face, and his voice was weaker than the previous few days.But he tried his best to bite every word clearly, and said slowly: "I want to see Chu Liuxiang."

After he finished speaking, he passed out again due to exhaustion.

Wu Hua was very angry, but he had to bring a bowl of porridge and pour it down spoonful by spoonful for Huamanlou himself.Although Hua Manlou didn't mention food at all, if he didn't do so, he wouldn't even be able to get up, and he wouldn't be able to walk by himself, let alone see Chu Liuxiang.

Wuhua also had to let him see Chu Liuxiang.Firstly, it was because Huamanlou had already agreed to him, and Huamanlou's request was the same twice, so it was an advantage for Wuhua to agree.

Secondly, Wuhua has carefully planned a meeting for the two of them, which he believes will be unforgettable for everyone.If he didn't let Huamanlou go at this time, he would feel even more regretful.

So while Wuhua was angry, she poured a big bowl of porridge for Huamanlou, and fed him some water before re-activating his acupoints, untied the iron chain from the wall, and held it in her hands.

Wuhua took the iron chains on Huamanlou's siblings and led him out of the house, walking in the valley under the first moonlight, feeling much better.So he turned around and smiled, "You know what? I seem to be leading a dog."

Hua Manlou's face was as calm as the moonlight.His body was still shaking a little, but every step he took was very calm.His lips were tightly closed, and he didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear Wu Hua's ridicule at all.

Wuhua curled her lips and continued to lead him forward until she reached a small stream.Because it was winter, the stream had frozen over, and someone was digging on the ice, and then brought buckets of cold stream water up.

Hua Manlou listened to those voices without knowing why, and suddenly felt that someone was holding her hand.

Wu Hua grabbed his hand and smiled, "What do you think this is?"

Hua Manlou's fingers touched something cold.Wuhua pulled him up and down and stroked it for a while, only then did he realize that it was a cylinder that seemed to be made of steel, almost as thick as a hug, and three inches higher than the top of his head.

His hand was still held by Wuhua, and he inserted it into the cylinder from the top.It turned out that the top of the cylinder was empty, and his fingers could touch the same cold inner wall.

In such a severe winter night, a large steel cylinder, larger than a person, was as cold as the unmelted black ice on the snow-capped mountains.

Hua Manlou's hands were almost frozen.But at this moment, his fingertips suddenly touched something warm and soft, and he subconsciously squeezed it.

And the thing that seemed to be attached to the wall of the cylinder almost caught his finger.

It's just a matter of an instant.Wuhua quickly pulled his arm, making him take two steps back, and then wrapped his wrists tightly with iron chains.

Hua Manlou didn't care about these things, but stared blankly in the direction of the strange iron cylinder, and murmured, "Chu Liuxiang?"

Chu Liuxiang has a pair of slender and delicate hands.Although he practices martial arts diligently, the calluses on his hands are not thick, there is only an even layer on the fingertips.The joints are not thick, and the fingers are a bit longer than ordinary people.

Hua Manlou was held by those hands countless times, and she ran with Chu Liuxiang in various places.They ran on the rooftops of Jinan City, in the fairyland-like Langya Mountains, and in the vast desert... As long as those hands were there, Hua Manlou's heart would feel at ease and safe, as if there were no them in this world Impossible.

Chu Liuxiang's hand, Hua Manlou would never admit his mistake.

So Hua Manlou exerted more force, amplified his voice and said, "Chu Liuxiang!"

There was a voice in the iron cylinder with a slightly hoarse voice: "...Huamanlou?"

That was Chu Liuxiang's voice.

But that voice seemed weaker than Hua Man Lou.He tried his best to say these three words in a calm tone, but the tremor in his voice still couldn't be concealed.

Hua Manlou shouted again: "Chu Liuxiang!"

Yet he heard no answer.He stood there stunned and dazed, with despair appearing in his lifeless eyes.

He once thought that Wuhua must hate Chu Liuxiang.

Because Chu Liuxiang forced Wuhua to nowhere to retreat step by step, and even exposed the true face of this "wonderful monk" who has always been admired by the public.If Wuhua does not die, Chu Liuxiang will surely die in the end.

And will use extremely cruel means.

But Wuhua also promised Huamanlou that she would let him meet Chu Liuxiang, as if she wanted to use this method to hit them both at the same time.

Since this is the case, Chu Liuxiang is not dead yet.

No matter how tortured, as long as Chu Liuxiang's people are still alive, Hua Manlou always believes that he will have a way to solve all this.

But now, Chu Liuxiang only said one sentence, three words.His voice was also so haggard and weak, lost the vitality of the past.

What happened to Chu Liuxiang?And why is he in that strange iron cylinder?

Seeing Hua Manlou's expression, Wu Hua smiled with satisfaction.This was expected. Moreover, Wuhua's well-designed show has only just begun.

"Do you know what that is for?"

Wuhua squinted at the iron cylinder three steps away, a gloomy look rose from her eyes.

Although Huamanlou didn't see it, he felt it.

That look is colder than winter night, colder than ice and snow.

Wuhua took a slow breath, and said leisurely: "Chu Liuxiang is famous all over the world, and he is also my good friend, so I have been designing a death method for him that is worthy of him, a new and unconventional one that can make him fully Enjoy death's way of dying."

The corners of Hua Manlou's eyes twitched suddenly, revealing an expression of listening quietly.

But the iron chains on his hands and feet couldn't stop shaking slightly.

Wuhua smiled and said: "This iron cylinder is specially made for him, and he is inside now. Think about it, in this weather, if you are stripped of your clothes and your limbs are fixed to the wall of the cylinder, if you go inside If you keep pouring water, what will be the result?"

Hua Manlou shivered violently.

He understood why Chu Liuxiang's voice was so weak, why he only called him once and then didn't speak again.

He also understood that it was Chu Liuxiang's hand that was tied inside the iron cylinder that he was holding.The wall of the cylinder was higher than both of them, so not only Huamanlou couldn't see Chu Liuxiang, but Chu Liuxiang couldn't see Huamanlou either.

When they met this time, they just shook hands briefly and called each other by name.

And death was approaching, ready to part them forever.

Hua Manlou just stood there in a daze, his expression was as empty as his eyes, as if all his strength had been taken away.

Wuhua looked at him, smiled smugly, and gestured to the water-carriers on the stream.

A bucket of cold stream water was poured into the iron cylinder.

Hua Manlou, who heard the sound of water, suddenly took a step forward as if awakened, but stopped immediately.His expression became tense, fearful, and disgusted, but his feet seemed to be nailed, and he could only stand there and listen to those people pouring buckets of ice water down one after another.

A tear finally fell from his eye.

Wuhua burst out laughing suddenly, the laughter was sharp and crazy, like a vulture picking a dead body in the night sky.

Where is this Wu Hua who is admired by countless girls and young women!This is still the wonderful monk who is detached from the world, untouched by the world, and explains the Buddhist scriptures in the most exquisite and eloquent language!

The evil thoughts had been hiding in his heart for 20 years, and now they finally erupted and swallowed him whole!

He has become the most terrible devil.

Amidst the loathsome laughter and the palpitating sound of water, a hoarse and calm voice suddenly came out.The voice was originally as subtle as a drop of water in the ocean or a grain of sand in the desert, but it reached Huamanlou's ears clearly.

Because that voice was calling his name: "Hua Man Lou..."

"Chu Liuxiang!"

Hua Manlou cried out with surprise and joy, but then bit her lips tightly, as if to suppress the tears that quickly poured into her eyes.At this time, he heard Chu Liuxiang whisper: "Are you okay?"

Even at such a time, Chu Liuxiang was still concerned about his safety.

Hua Manlou was silent for a while, but still did not answer this question, but said with determination: "I'm sorry, I hurt you..."

Chu Liuxiang seemed to let out a short chuckle, but another bucket of water fell down, blocking what he wanted to say.

Hua Manlou continued: "If it weren't for me, you definitely wouldn't have died here."

Only he and Chu Liuxiang understood this sentence.Chu Liuxiang knew that he meant that his appearance might have changed Chu Liuxiang's life, making the legend of Bandit Commander who could have been famous all over the world but quietly retired come to an abrupt end halfway.

Hua Manlou said again: "I just hope that I can die instead of you."

Chu Liuxiang could hear that his voice was choked with sobs.In Chu Liuxiang's impression, this young man with a gentle appearance actually has a tough and stubborn heart. Even when he was most disappointed, he never shed a tear.

Now, however, his voice was full of anguish and self-blame, making him sound like a fragile crystal vessel ready to be easily shattered.

Chu Liuxiang wanted to speak, but the extreme cold made him grit his teeth.The icy water poured into the iron cylinder had accumulated above his knees and slowly began to refreeze.

It was like cutting off the feet one by one. At first, the pain was unbearable, but gradually it became numb, as if it had been separated from the body.

When Chu Liuxiang was a little more awake, he realized that he had been in a coma for a while.The cold made him drowsy, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open it, but the newly poured cold water and the pain of freezing up to his waist allowed him to maintain some sanity.

At this time he heard Wuhua's triumphant voice: "Chu Liuxiang will become a very beautiful statue when the ice is completely frozen. I can put him on the snow mountain, where the ice and snow will not melt for many years, and he can be perfect." The whole site is preserved. We can visit him every year."

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but smiled silently, and tried her best to speak: "Flowers... the building is full..."

Hua Manlou immediately said, "I'm here."

Chu Liuxiang sighed softly, and said slowly, "I... never... never... regret... knowing you..."

He had to cut a sentence into many broken words before he could speak them one by one with his lips that were about to freeze.By the time he finished speaking, he had almost exhausted all his strength.

Hua Manlou paused, and said in a low voice: "But I regret... If I didn't know you, you are still alive and well..."

Chu Liuxiang gasped for breath.As several buckets of water were poured down, his hair was completely frozen, and locks of his hair were frozen on his face, and the water level in the bucket was also close to his chest.The biting cold near his heart made him realize that death was approaching, and he knew that he might not have another chance to say anything.

"Then..." he tried his best to squeeze out his voice, "please...you...for me...to live...to..."

Cold water flooded his heart.Chu Liuxiang finally raised her head subconsciously, and glanced at the bright moon in the night sky.

The author has something to say:

In the last two chapters, there is no ancient dragon style at all.Please watch it as a sideshow orz

[Anyway, the director himself is thinking about Mr. Bond...

I wrote it very late again, and I will post the score of the chess game tomorrow when I have time~