Pick up a dead man and bring him back

I was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

Did he expect that he would be fine when he came back?And expected that there would be no good results when returning home in 89?

Otherwise, why would he ask such a calm question?It's completely like a winner's return.

Someone said: "Ten fingers have been cut off by the master."

Eighteen waved his sleeves and said chicly: "Go back to the house."

So a group of four people escorted me in the middle of the busy city, surrounded by densely packed shops and small stalls on both sides, which can be regarded as a bustling crowd, but the people around seemed to have never seen it, only occasionally a few people were curious Looking over, there was a lot of discussion in low voices, but no one dared to blatantly point and point.

Walking all the way to a mansion, the gatekeeper saw Shiba and the others, and laughed and cursed: "Shiba, it can be regarded as coming back, go to the front hall to meet the adults."

Eighteen ignored the man, walked in with cold eyes, and saw sparse houses behind the winding corridors. There were guards on the road from time to time, but there were no maids.

Slowly, the field of vision began to widen, and the house became obviously more luxurious and refined. Shiba pushed open one of the doors and went in. Facing the people inside, he knelt down and said, "Your subordinate is late, and I would like to be punished."

I was pushed behind and forced to kneel down, only to see a person leaning in the grand teacher's chair, wearing red clothes, shirt half untied, grabbing a person's hair in his hand, forcing that person to bury his head between his legs While moving slowly, he took a leisurely look at eighteen on the ground, and said, "Forgive me for your excuses, and take a hundred sticks."

Eighteenth response: "Thank you, Lord."

This person is Shan Cunzhi.

Shan Cunzhi squinted his eyes, his eyes were so narrow that no emotion could be seen, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the person under him, the person turned around, but it was 89 whom he hadn't seen for a long time!

But it is no longer the smile that was like smoke when he left that day, his arms fell limply on the sides of his body, no need to check that he was broken, but his hands were hidden in his sleeves, temporarily invisible, remembering what he heard before , cut off ten fingers, still can't help showing regret, a good person, suddenly turned into this inhuman and ghost-like appearance.It even became Shan Cunzhi's taboo...

I silently glanced at Shiba, without thinking, I could guess that Shiba left some clues, so that people here knew that 89 had betrayed before 89 came back.

Shan Cunzhi touched 89's neck, only to hear the crisp sound of dislocation of bones, 89's eyes protruded, a trace of blood spilled from his mouth, his head limply drooped to the side, but Shan Cunzhi didn't care about the dead body 89 tossed aside, "Do you have anything to say?"

Immediately, someone appeared from nowhere, carrying a basin and a towel to clean his fingers and lower body.

His lower body was in the air, and it was obvious that there was a tooth mark on it, which was slowly oozing blood.I think it was 89 bites.

But he was injured by someone, the pain can be imagined, but this man's face has changed slightly, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I don't know why he would suddenly kill 89.

"I brought 27 back. The cold poison of 27 has been detoxified. Jin Ning, the detoxifier, feared that he would collaborate with the enemy, so he brought it back to the Lord." Shiba respectfully said, only coupled with his warm and moist voice, it seemed It's a bit like chatting over tea, which is slightly nondescript.

"Wait, wait! I'm really not 27! Don't get me wrong!" I immediately defended loudly.

Not counting detoxification without authorization, just collaborating with the enemy is enough to kill me.

Shan Cunzhi smiled and said, "This temperament has changed a lot."

With piercing eyes, I couldn't help but look at the general gratefully, and prayed in my heart: recognize me, recognize me, and then let me go quickly.

"When I saw 27, my temperament has changed a lot." Shiba said.

"when?"

"27 and Jin Ning, when we met in a small seaside village in Liangzhou."

Shiba really followed me!

At this time, someone ran in from outside the door and whispered something in Shan Cunzhi's ear. He waved away those who were still messing around, stood up, and said, "The emperor invited me into the palace. Leave it to Xiaosi."

Shiba obviously paused when he heard the words, and then said: "This subordinate understands!"

Then only [-] people took me back from the original road, and the others stayed in the hall, probably to follow Shan Cunzhi.

The two of them were speechless all the way, I knew that this person would neither listen nor believe what I said, but Shiba didn't know why and didn't speak. After walking for a while, I came to a dilapidated courtyard, Shiba stood still, and saw a black shadow jumping down from the roof, "Brother Shiba, I'm back." After saying that, he was about to pounce on him.

I tried to stir it on my forehead, and thought to myself, is this a dog?

"The lord punished me with a hundred sticks, and the lord wants me to hand over this man to you." Eighteen stepped aside without a trace, pushed me towards Xiao Si, and said, "You need to know why Jin Ning solved 27's poison."

Xiao Si was startled and said: "His cold poison has been cured?"

Shiba Han nodded with a grimace.

Xiao Si walked around me a few times, and finally said with a smile: "Shiba, I know I have no right to interrogate you, but ask yourself: Why did you bring him back alive?"

Shiba's face became even colder, but he didn't answer a word.

"Do you think the master will not be clear about your abacus? Do you still not know why the master punished you with a hundred rods?" Xiaosi continued, with a slightly regretful voice, "27 is not 27 anymore, eighteen."

Eighteen nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Then I'll come to receive the Fa later, and I'll go back to the camp for now."

Xiao Si smiled and said, "Eighteen Brother, the Gu you have raised for 17 years is gone."

Shiba seemed to have not heard it, and his figure gradually drifted away.

The amount of information in it suddenly became huge, at least I understood that eighteen is now at least seventeen, I looked at someone with piercing eyes, who made my hair stand on end and said: "Brother, I only sell art and not myself ah."

Xiaosi snorted and laughed, "Your personality is much more interesting now."

"Haha, it's easy to talk about it," I said with a sloppy look, "Actually, there's no need for an interrogation, I'm really not 27!"

Xiaosi smiled and said, "I can tell you and 27 are not the same person just by looking at you."

"Then what else is there to interrogate?" I was baffled.

"Brother Eighteen wants to save your life, so he has to interrogate..." Xiaosi replied with a little deep meaning.

I looked at Xiaosi and was suddenly confused.

What do you mean by saving me?

Look at the little report he gave me in front of the Lord before—could this be to save my life?

"Brother Shiba owed 27 his life earlier, but only Lao Qi and I knew about it. He probably knew that something was wrong when he saw you and Jin Ning, and you would lose your life because of it, so..." He changed the subject and asked me: "Do you know what happened to the last person who was cured of cold poison?"

I immediately felt chills in my heart. If he asked me like this, there must be no good results.

"I remember the last person who was detoxified from the cold poison was not brought back, and was directly fed to ants outside."

"The ants are each the size of a little finger, and when they bite until the internal organs are exposed, that person will not die—this is specially prepared by the Shan family for those who betray the family."

I laughed dryly a few times and said, "Those who don't know are innocent."

Xiao Si picked me up and said with a smile: "27 just wants me to interrogate you. If you are not 27, then you will not be considered a traitor, and you will die more happily."

"What can you do?"

"Hey, it's a good way." He laughed, "In this world, the real things are too stupid, and it's too easy to lose their lives. If you don't protect them, there will be no one left. Isn't it a pity?"