Heartless

In the water cave, the two of them were either in harmony with each other, or had sex with each other, day and night, not aware of hunger and thirst, and hardly wanted to be separated from each other for a moment.Even when the body is extremely weak, they hug each other close to each other and listen to the sound of water in the cave quietly.

In addition to a pool of clear water with no bottom to be seen in the cave, there are also flowing springs pouring between the stone walls, like bead curtains hanging upside down, crystal tiles are bright, and they keep knocking on the shining stones beside the pool, sometimes gurgling and sometimes clanging.

For a while, it was like being in the south of the Yangtze River at the time of the Waking of Insects, lonely people and lonely nights, listening to the rain hitting the eaves all night, dripping until dawn.

During this period, the cold poison in Ye Qianlang's body only occurred once, and it was when Kou Biancheng left the cave for a short time.He was originally sitting cross-legged by the pool, concentrating his internal energy, but because he wanted to improve quickly, he couldn't hold back his serious injury and his internal energy could not move freely. In the pond water.

Kou Biancheng came in from the cave and saw Ye Qianlang's upper body left on the shore, his lower body submerged in the water, the white robe on his body was half-dry in the shade, but the skirt was still wide open, exposing a large piece of breast skin as white and smooth as milk milk.

Sitting down by the pool, seeing that Ye Qianlang hadn't woken up yet, a thin layer of floating ice had formed on the surface of the hot pool, and his skin was as clear as jade, with bones and blood veins almost visible, his heart suddenly tightened, and he Reaching out to feel his pulse—

Unexpectedly, this unconscious person suddenly opened his eyes, the more defenseless he was, the more fierce the attack was, the wind in his sleeves was like a knife, straight to the throat.

If he hadn't prepared for this person to be untouchable when he was asleep, this blow would have directly killed him.Kou Biancheng slapped his palm to counteract the force on his face, then gently pinched Ye Qianlang's chin, and fed the wild berry he was holding into his mouth.

The other hand is covering the main acupoint in the back of his heart, and the Qi moves freely, pouring in the inner force.

True energy was everywhere, heat waves surged, Ye Qianlang was lost in thought, vaguely felt that he was being embraced by someone who came, and the surrounding hearth seemed to be scorching hot, and the coldness all over his body disappeared immediately.A pair of lips were pried open by a tongue, and he bit it between his teeth, sucking greedily, two wild berries passed between the lips and tongue, gradually softened, and a trace of crimson juice overflowed the corners of his mouth.

Their larynx rolled up and down, and the kiss became more and more eager, passionate and disorderly, wishing to chew each other's lips and tongue to pieces, and swallow the sweet and sour syrup in their mouths.

After the passionate kiss, Kou Biancheng had a stern expression and frowned and said: "You are too impatient. The Dahonglianhuajing is so fierce and dangerous. You have not healed from serious injuries and your foundation is not stable. If I come a moment later—" He cut off the voice and shook his head, only to know what it's like to be afraid.

Ye Qianlang regained his sobriety, saw the concern in the eyes of the visitor, and said calmly: "It's not appropriate to send a head in someone else's hands. It's better to recover sooner."

Hearing that the other party still didn't believe him, Kou Biancheng said jokingly: "May I ask if there is an inch of your body that Kou hasn't seen, touched, or kissed? It's really chilling that your lord is still so mature." very."

"Little brother is naked and naked, but Brother Kou still refuses to be honest with each other." Ye Qianlang's phoenix eyes slanted and his expression was cold, "Who is born?"

Kou Biancheng saw that the other party asked frankly, he pondered for a while, then turned his back and untied his robe——

The robe slipped off the broad shoulders, the muscular muscles... A body of uneven scars is impressive, some are as narrow as a willow branch, vertically intertwined, or as round as a copper coin, distributed horizontally. Although these wounds have long since scabbed and left scars, they still look like scars now. It was shocking and terrifying.

Ye Qianlang also had some welt marks on his back when he was young, but they were far inferior to the scene in front of him. He carefully looked at the wounds on Kou Biancheng's body, and reached out his hands to his shoulder blades—the left and right shoulder blades were each about the size of four broad beans. After a moment of silence, he said: "This is the 'dragon lock hook'."

Kou Biancheng nodded, and said in a calm voice, "That's right."

"Dragon is the strength of scale insects. It is difficult for dragons to escape, but it is even more difficult for humans to escape. A pair of red-hot iron hooks are used to pierce the left and right shoulder bones, and the criminals are lifted up. When the iron hooks cool down, they are completely fused with flesh and blood. , when it is removed, the flesh and bones will be torn apart, which will only increase the pain a hundred times."

His fingers slowly slid down along the scars, and settled on an open place on the other's back, but the scars were messy and criss-crossed, which looked like rotten skin and flesh, very tragic.Ye Qianlang said again: "This is 'Pipa Xing'."

Kou Biancheng still nodded: "Not bad."

"Put the bamboo into spikes to replace the strings on the top of the pipa, stick the bamboo spines into the flesh, and then rub the pipa back and forth on the back, but the skin and flesh will fall off in a short time, revealing the bones."

Ye Qianlang stretched out his hand again to stroke Kou Biancheng's waist. His waist was strong and strong, as hard as fine steel to the touch, but there were dense scars around his waist.

Ye Qianlang debated for a moment, then said: "This is 'Walms Entangled'." After a pause, he continued: "When performing torture, the waist is first tightened with a barbed iron rope, and then the two guards each pull the two ends of the rope. , Exhausted, until the prisoner's intestines were pierced and he died."

Kou Biancheng nodded and said, "Not bad."

Whether it is Suolonghook, Pipa Xing, or "Ten Thousand Pentacles", they are all tortures in Dongchang Prison. Ye Qianlang, as the commander of Jinyiwei, has long been familiar with these scars, so he can naturally tell the origin of these scars at a glance.Just wanting to see the bloody scene of the past, he couldn't help sighing: "Brother Kou is really a strange person to be able to escape from the Dongchang Prison and live to this day."

"Today I will be honest with you," Kou Biancheng closed his eyes for a moment as if recalling all the situations in the prison, and suddenly chuckled, "I am not a swordsman, and I am not Kou Biancheng. My surname is He... My father is that He Chengqian who 'betrays China and seeks barbarians, seeks disloyalty to the country'."

The end of "returning China to barbarians and seeking disloyalty to the country" is to be punished in the city, chopped up for three days, and cost [-] knives.

At that time, Nurhachi had already separatist Liaodong, and he had just revealed his ambition to spy on the Central Plains. He Chengjian led the army to sit outside the pass, day and night to raise troops, repair the city walls, build firearms, and actively strengthen the defense line in western Liaoning. Continue to expand.

Officials value literature over military affairs, and are worried that military generals will be detrimental to their own promotion, and the eunuchs are even more panic-stricken. They have already emptied the treasury, fearing that once the court wants to increase the military salary, they will not be able to fool Wanli. emperor.What's more, whenever Nurhachi pays tribute, he must take care of these Beijing officials. Therefore, although the two factions have always been at odds with each other, but this time it is rare to vent their nostrils. Biting He Chengjian's own self-respect and leading west to Mongolia, it is obvious that he intends to rebel.

Emperor Wanli's ears were weak, and he immediately issued several urgent orders to defraud He Chengjian back to the capital, arrest him on the charge of "belaying the Hua, seizing the barbarians, seeking disloyalty to the country", and sentenced him to punishment.

On the day of the execution, Jin Yiwei drove all the people in the city to the streets, saying that it was to serve as an example, and everyone had to watch this traitor being tortured.

The common people have long heard that General He is good at fighting, and they all respect him for decades of military service and guarding the country's borders. Before the execution, a woman risked her life to come forward and give him a mouthful of vegetable porridge.

Even the most hard-hearted executioner couldn't bear it, and even risked his life to tell him that after cutting dozens of knives in a formal manner, he would send the general back to the west with one knife, so as to avoid the pain of thousands of cuts.

But He Chengqian flatly refused, the only request was to loosen the shackles tied to the pillar, so that he could face the Forbidden City, and finally kneel down to worship the emperor.

"Since Your Majesty wants the old minister to receive three thousand three hundred knives, one less cut of the old minister is disloyal..." He Chengqian kowtowed on his knees, "Chengqian has been upright all his life, worthy of the monarchy and society, and worthy of the people of the Li people. Whether it is loyalty or treachery, there are thousands of years of history to prove it!"

After saying that, the white-haired general burst into tears, and the crowd around the audience also burst into tears, except for a young man wearing a bamboo hat, who stood behind the crowd and watched everything.

There were no tears in his eyes, but he clenched his fists tightly, his nails stuck in his palms, the wound on his arm was shattered, and blood slid down his cuff, dripping onto the ground.

He didn't hate the stupid king who didn't know right from wrong on the dragon chair, didn't hate those eunuchs who turned black and white in the court, didn't hate those subordinates and generals in Dongchang Prison who turned back after being tortured, but he hated his own father alone.

I hate him all his life as a soldier in the South and North. He is such an unworldly hero, but he has a foolish loyalty and will not regret it until he dies.

Loyalty is pathetic, stupid is pathetic.

He had just been rescued from the Dongchang Prison, he would save his life, and he rushed to see his father for the last time regardless of the danger.

I don't know if it's because father and son are connected, he can survive the torture in the prison, but he can't stand the scene in front of him, each knife is like a gouge in his own body.

pain.Pain to the fifth, pain into the bone marrow, so painful that I will never forget it in this life.

He went every day for the three days of the execution, and he counted each of the thousands of cuts. His father died just now when he was cut [-] times.

The bloody corpse was still facing the imperial palace, kneeling and not falling down.

After the last cut, the boy turned around and left without looking back.

Before falling into the old scene, Kou Biancheng suddenly felt the people behind him stretch their arms around him, and then a pair of cold lips pressed against his back.

The man kissed so delicately and greedily, tracing every horrible scar with the tip of his moist tongue, leaving no one behind.And those scars that have long been indifferent, gradually have a tingling sensation, like new shoots on dead wood, about to be revived.

Kou Biancheng chuckled: "Are you sympathizing with Kou?"

Ye Qianlang's voice was indifferent, with no trace of common sense: "No, it is a great misfortune for ordinary people to destroy their families, but for people like Brother Yu Kou, it may not be a bad thing."

Kou Biancheng looked back at Ye Qianlang, his eyes dimmed, obviously not hiding his unhappiness: "What do you mean by that?"

"Could it be that Brother Kou is just resentful and resentful in order to avenge himself for stealing the border city?"

Kou Biancheng remained calm: "Isn't it?"

Ye Qianlang shook his head slightly: "Those who think so really underestimate you."

"It's not necessarily because I underestimated me." Kou Biancheng's eyes were deep, and he said word by word: "He Chengxun was imprisoned in the city, and He Xueju also died in the prison of Dongchang long ago, leaving only one Ping Piao guest. Since then, the sky has no light, the ground has no dust, the delicacies are tasteless, silk and bamboo are silent, and walking corpses are walking in the world."

"There are so many entanglements in the relationship between monarchs and ministers, and the way of father and son. If there were no catastrophes in the past, how could there be such a free and unrestrained Mobei hero today?" Ye Qianlang also looked straight back, with the corner of his mouth lightly hooked, and every word was like a knife. , "Ye should really congratulate Brother Kou, from that day on, there will be no love or reason to stop you from soaring to the sky and showing your ambitions."

These words were so ruthless and terrifying that Kou Biancheng was stunned for a moment. He didn't want to talk about the past, and he didn't want to listen to the laments and regrets of others. It was not because he couldn't bear to look back, but...

But until now, after being cut to bloody by this person, I know that there are people in this world who understand me.

The two men's clothes are all open, and their skins are pressed tightly against each other. Compared with the pleasure of body and body, the blunt sharing of a secret past with each other at this moment gives a sense of intimacy.

Occasionally, I raised my face and looked at the light spots on the cave wall reflected by the strange stones and clear water, like fluffy flakes, or like flying fireflies. I don't know whether it is day or night outside the cave, what night is it, and I don't seem to want to know.

Perhaps it is rare in this life for a person to be pure and peaceful for a moment, to forget past and old grudges, to put aside the scheming of the city government, and to put aside the obsession of seeking.

In eyes, in heart, in flesh and blood, there is only such a person.

Kou Biancheng took Ye Qianlang's hand, pressed it to his heart, and said: "This desert has so many wonders, not only this beautiful water cave, but also a piece of camellia..." After a slight pause, "At this time, it should be It's flowering time."

"You mean the camellia outside the brothel?"

"It's not those common varieties. The camellia is called 'ice tea'. The tea tree is more than three feet high, and the double petals are as thin as a cicada's wings, transparent like crystals, without any variegated color." Kou Biancheng turned his face and kissed On the other side's cheek, "The flower is very beautiful, and it suits you very well. I want to take you to see it."

I didn't expect Commander Ye to agree, but he nodded: "Okay."