Touch the cold

It was late at night, and it seemed that the insects in the grass had fallen asleep, so Mo Zijin made a move, and slid down from the roof of the Qiu Mansion lightly, and landed by the window outside the bedroom on the second floor. The extremely small platform is just enough for Mo Zijin to stand firm.

The night watchmen of the Qiu Mansion had just come here to inspect it, and seeing nothing unusual, they carried the lantern and yawned all over the sky and walked away, and the sound of dragging footsteps became farther and farther away.

Mo Zijin leaned against the window and breathed a sigh of relief, held his breath and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement inside.There were waves of snoring in the room, not loud but evenly spaced. Hearing the snoring, Mo Zijin knew that the person inside was asleep, so he took out a very thin copper wire from his cuff and broke it with his fingers. Bend, stretched into the house along the gap of the window.

The copper wire obediently turned left and right in Mo Zijin's hand, and finally hooked the lock bar of the window. With a light hook under Mo Zijin's command, the lock bar was cut open.

Mo Zijin heard the slight noise on the window and knew it was done. He retracted the copper wire and stuffed it back into his cuff, then carefully pushed the window open and slid into the bedroom.

This bedroom is not small, and there are all the furniture and furnishings. Through the moonlight, Mo Zijin saw two sleeping people on the bed. One was a fat man snoring. At first glance, it was Master Qiu, and the other was a girl. With Master Qiu's neck and shoulders slightly exposed, he was sleeping soundly on his side.

Mo Zijin only glanced at the two of them, and then began to look around the room. After looking around for a while, he felt that there was nothing unusual about the decorations, calligraphy and paintings in the room, so he walked to the bronze mirror on the corner table. pile of jewelry boxes.

In comparison, these jewelry are more real, real gold and silver, and two top-quality jade bracelets. Mo Zijin took out some and stuffed them into his bosom, and looked down at his bosom. , I felt that it was not conspicuous enough, so I stuffed some more in, and didn't stop until the chest was stuffed.

After stuffing these things, Mo Zijin turned back to the couch of the two of them, holding the most valuable glass vase in the dorm, sighed slightly, and then slammed the vase on the ground. on the ground.

The vase was turned into pieces in an instant, and the sound of glass shattering made the sleeping Uncle Qiu almost jump up from the bed, and shouted angrily: "Who? Who?"

What was even more lively was that the girl who was sleeping next to Master Qiu was also awakened. She vaguely saw a man standing in the room. She didn't know whether it was fear or timidity. .

Mo Zijin was very calm, just standing in front of the couch of the two of them. If the servants of the Qiu family hadn't lit a lamp and came in later, Mr. Qiu would have thought it was a ghost from the underworld who came to claim his life.

"Say, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

When the guards of the Qiu family came and pressed Mo Zijin to kneel on the ground, Master Qiu put on his clothes and walked in front of Mo Zijin and asked questions.

"Stealing things." Mo Zijin said calmly.

"Why are you so confident?" This Master Qiu was disturbed by Mo Zijin for no reason, and he was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked Mo Zijin's chest, but he kicked a bunch of hard things. He was puzzled He took a quick look and saw that he didn't know what he was carrying, so he said to the servant next to him: "Fill me out what is in his pocket."

"Hey." The servant responded crisply, stretched out his hand to fish from Mo Zijin's arms, took out a large handful of jewelry, and held it in his hand to show Master Qiu.

Master Qiu glanced at the gold-painted flower tinsel on the top and knew it was his own. He pointed to those gestures and asked Mo Zijin bitterly, "You have taken a lot?"

Mo Zijin smiled, raised his face and said, "At first I didn't want to take so much. I thought that adults are always clean and honest, and there will be no good things at home, but I found out that I was wrong."

"You..." Mr. Qiu pointed at Mo Zijin's nose and was speechless for a while. He could hear that the word "clean" was obviously mocking him, a corrupt official in the capital, but he didn't know how to explain it.

"Master, please calm down." A servant next to Master Qiu hurriedly said: "Young man, take the damned thief away and send him to the government in the morning, where he will be imprisoned for ten or half years. "

Mr. Qiu shook his head when he heard this, knowing that if this matter got out, he might be caught by others, so he said: "No need, it's too troublesome to send it to the government, I don't have that much energy to deal with such things." People are wasting money."

Mo Zijin sneered.

Master Qiu lowered his head and gave Mo Zijin a hard look. His anger was pushed to the limit, and he ordered his subordinates to say, "Drag him out, beat him hard, break his arms and legs, call him I dare not see the word 'Qiu' again in this life."

"Thank you, Mr. Qiu." Mo Zijin said hastily after hearing this, and was so angry that Mr. Qiu kicked him in the chest a few more times.

"Get lost, hurry up and take him away." Master Qiu said with a wave of his hand after he relieved his anger.

"Take him away, take him away." The servant who spoke just now said in a hurry, and several strong men carried Mo Zijin, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, to their backyard.

Mo Zijin knelt on the cold blue brick floor, with a few balls of rags stuffed into his mouth, his heart was very peaceful, he only thought about Qin Yihua's eyes, the look in those eyes, Mo Zijin You can't learn it, let alone understand it.

"Steal things in the future, and only steal after identifying the owner." Beside Mo Zijin, a big man standing with a thick wooden stick in the mouth of a bowl, said slowly, but his movements were not like his tone, just one sentence As soon as he fell, the wooden stick hit Mo Zijin's back with a muffled sound.

Mo Zijin felt a sweetness in his throat, and the world turned upside down in an instant. If it wasn't for the cloth strips stuffed in his mouth, his teeth would have been crushed by him.

Immediately afterwards, someone did not know who picked up one of his arms, and another stick hit the bone of his upper arm right at the bone. The slight breaking sound sounded so cruel at night.

Mo Zijin's eyes suddenly went dark, and he felt that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, every breath made him tremble with pain, but he ridiculously didn't regret doing it.

As long as Qin Yi is willing to show some sincerity to him.

Later, Mo Zijin was already numb from the pain, and his senses seemed to have faded away. In the end, he was dragged out of the Qiu Mansion by someone and thrown into a narrow alley.

"Master, that man was beaten up by us." In the Qiu mansion, Mr. Qiu couldn't sleep because of Mo Zijin's disturbance, and he was wearing some refreshments and freshly brewed hot tea while wearing his clothes.

"Not dead?" Master Qiu asked.

"Not yet." The servant replied, "But it will be hard to say if no one cares about him."

"Yeah." Master Qiu nodded slightly, "Okay, you go down, remember to add a few more guards in the future, if something like this happens again, I will kill each of you."

"Hey, don't worry." The servant said.

Mr. Qiu saw that the servant retreated and closed his eyes to rest his mind, but he never figured out why the thief broke the glazed vase in the other corner of the room in front of his couch. The feeling is there.

Mo Zijin was tossing around outside, almost costing his life, and Qin Yi didn't have a good time in the Qin residence.

One of the candles on the table went out, and the second one was about to go out too, but Mo Zijin hadn't come back yet.

Although Qin Yi wouldn't ask too much when Mo Zijin went out, but it seemed that the night was almost over, and it was a bit abnormal not to see him come back.

Qin Yi was a little worried, and suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he glanced at the corner of the table. The second candle was about to burn out, so he sighed, put away the painting on the table, and decided to let his servants go out look for.

Nearly an hour later, the servants of the Qin family came back to report that they even searched for the house where Mo Zijin lived, but there was no trace of Mo Zijin at all.

Seeing this, Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists secretly, and went out to look for it by himself.

It's just that the streets and alleys in the huge capital city are distributed like spider webs. Qin Yi didn't know where to look for them, but anyway, he didn't feel sleepy, so he wandered around the streets, and he didn't know where he was. Seeing two wild cats running out of the dark alley in front, they meowed twice, and then disappeared without a trace.

Qin Yi was startled by the two cats, and turned his head to look in the direction where the two cats were running, but at the corner of the dark alley, he saw a hand covered in blood under the bright light, which looked familiar to him. , I couldn't help but buzzed in my head, and hurried over to have a look.

It really was Mo Zijin.

Mo Zijin didn't know how many times he had been in a coma, but he was still somewhat awake at the moment, trying not to fall asleep. He hoped that Qin Yi would find him soon, and he still had something to ask Qin Yi.

Qin Yi was startled when he saw Mo Zijin who was covered in blood. Seeing that Mo Zijin's head moved slightly, he came back to his senses. He hurried over to pat his face, and sat up with his arms around him.

Mo Zijin was moved by Qin Yi, and the wounds on his body ached again, as if piercing his heart. The pain helped him slightly open his eyes, and he called weakly: "Qin Yi..."

Qin Yi couldn't read Mo Zijin's breathing voice, so he sighed heavily, carefully moved him on his back, and wanted to drive him to Wu Xun with him on his back.

"Hiss...it hurts." Mo Zijin gasped because of Qin Yi's movement.

Qin Yi felt the person on his back tremble twice, so he also guessed that he should not move around, so he slowed down his pace a little, and walked steadily step by step.

Mo Zijin leaned on Qin Yi's back, hooked Qin Yi's neck with the arm that was not broken, and after getting used to the pain on his body, he asked Qin Yi in a daze: "Qin Yi, I changed If this happens, will you feel distressed..."

Qin Yi couldn't hear what Mo Zijin said, and when he turned his head to look, he could only see Mo Zijin's slightly moving lips.

"Would you feel sorry for me and forget about that Yan Bei?"

Mo Zijin was still muttering.

Mo Zijin didn't wait for the answer, and Qin Yi didn't give him the answer either.

It was almost dawn, and the blood on Mo Zijin's body soaked Qin Yi's clothes. Qin Yi turned his head, but the person on his back didn't move at this moment.