The bright moon sits on the ground

The world is silent, everything is silent.

In the dark and damp dungeon, the candles flickered on and off, reflecting two figures.

No instruments of torture, only shackles.

There are no arrogant and domineering jailers, and there is no shortage of water or food.

Even though Zhang Shuangbi was angry, he didn't do too much. He just put them under house arrest in a disguised form.

Fang Qisheng shook the shackles in his hand, lightly touched his left wrist and right wrist, and there were a few clatters. The crisp sound resounded throughout the small and crowded dungeon. He lowered his eyes quietly by the flickering candlelight. for a while.

Then, he got up and patted the dust off his body, fiddled with it a few times with a calm expression, the shackles fell to the ground, and split into several petals.

This pair of bibi is indeed cautious, and would rather imprison him and Nie Qiu together than let them be imprisoned in a bigger prison.

After all, there are quite a few secrets in Zhen'e Mansion. If they find out, the mess behind them will be hard to clean up.

Thinking about it, Fang Qisheng stepped over the broken shackles on the haystack, moved his wrist a little, and leaned over to look at the iron fence.

It was hard, cold, and the gap was so narrow that even young children couldn't pass through it, let alone two grown men.

But Fang Qisheng knew after just watching for a moment that it was not difficult to pass through the seemingly indestructible iron fence.

Rather, what is Zhang Shuangbi thinking if he wants to imprison him with such a simple thing?

If it wasn't his carelessness and arrogance, it was deliberate.

Fang Qisheng sighed secretly, turned around and walked back without looking at the iron fence that was useless to him.

No matter it is the former or the latter, he had better not act rashly, and add another piece of firewood to Zhang Shuangbi's anger.

It was very disturbing to be able to escape, but to stay.

He walked a few steps, and when the soles of his shoes stepped on the dry haystack, the crackling sound of straw cracked, breaking the silence in the darkness. Tears of candles dripped and condensed on the edge of the candlestick, and the small flame suddenly went out , the cell became dark.

Fang Qisheng knelt down on one knee, put his elbow on his bent knee, rested his chin, and looked carefully at the person in front of him.

After watching for a while, he seemed to notice something, couldn't help but bend his eyes, raised his right hand, touched Nie Qiu's cheek lightly with his fingertips, brushed his temple hair behind his ear, and asked maliciously Asked: "Is it comfortable to wear shackles?"

Just now, Nie Qiu has been watching silently from the side. According to common sense, he should also take off the restraints on his wrists, go to the iron fence to observe, and then discuss countermeasures with him, or have a tacit understanding. By watching, you will know the next plan.

It's obviously not in line with Nie Qiu's behavior to act like this without moving, just watching and not saying anything.

The more Fang Qisheng thought about it, the more he found it funny. He shook the chain on Nie Qiu's hand, and amidst the crisp knocking sound, he asked, "Or are you waiting for me to untie the shackles for you?" Miss Qianjin who doesn't touch the spring water?"

Nie Qiu coughed twice, and gently pulled back the chain in Fang Qisheng's hand. His eyes were wandering, and it was really hard to speak. After hesitating for a while, he sighed helplessly and embarrassed, and said, "How did you do it just now?" ?”

What he asked was how to remove the shackles quickly and neatly.

oops.

After playing dice, he discovered something that Nie Qiu was not good at.

Fang Qisheng suddenly became interested, and raised his eyes to catch up with his gaze. The smile in his eyes was a bit sly, and he asked the question knowingly, as if insisting on making him admit it, and said, "Could it be possible that Guardian Nie won't take this? I'm 13 I learned this trick when I was young."

"You teach me once, and I will."

Nie Qiu thought, Chang Deng would not teach him these things.

Then he thought again, what did Chang Jinyu teach Fang Qisheng before.

"That can't be done, I never trade at a loss." Fang Qisheng said, "Have you thought about what to exchange?"

Just as Nie Qiu was about to speak, Fang Qisheng quickly added: "You can't bring up things like moonlight after you use them once."

Seeing that he was deep in thought, the leader of the Demon Cult was in a happy mood, waiting for his answer without saying a word.

It really can't be said that Fang Qisheng deliberately bullied others.After all, Nie Qiu's appearance in front of outsiders has always been flawless, as if there is nothing he can't do in this world, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, healing, cooking, literary or martial arts, Yangchun Baixue is still a native of Liba, he All covered.

After finally discovering the second thing he is not good at, Fang Qisheng will definitely not skip it easily.

Time passed extremely slowly in the dark, Nie Qiuming thought hard for a while, but couldn't think of anything to exchange with Fang Qisheng, then looked at the shackles on his hands, and said simply: "I think..."

It's not too uncomfortable to be in shackles.

Before the words fell, Fang Qisheng moved his fingers, and the heavy shackles were easily removed and rolled to the ground.

Nie Qiu was startled, and raised his eyes to look at Fang Qisheng, but only heard him say: "In this way, you owe me something."

The longer he stayed with Fang Qisheng, the debt on him did not decrease at all, but increased more and more.

Nie Qiu thought, anyway, there are enough, and he is not short of this one.

He was sitting on the low stone bed. He turned his head slightly at this time, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and leaned over. This angle was probably the most suitable. He could easily kiss Fang Qisheng with his head lowered. His lips and teeth intersected tightly, warm The breathing was clear and audible—he thought it was suitable on this end, but it was Fang Qisheng who suffered so much. He raised his head and felt his neck sore unbearably. , had to withdraw back.

"I haven't said anything yet."

Fang Qisheng followed his breath, put his palm on the neck, pressed it lightly and heavily, frowned slightly, moved the joints of the neck, and then felt much better, took a deep breath, and said: "I only want you Promise me one thing."

Nie Qiu looked into his eyes, saw a heavy twilight, and vaguely guessed what he was going to say next.

Not only Fang Qisheng was thinking, but Nie Qiu was also thinking.

From the time Zhang Shuangbi said that sentence to the time they were taken into the cell and locked up for two hours, the trend of thought never stopped.

What is the meaning of the sentence "A Chang Deng's apprentice, a Chang Jinyu's apprentice, actually chose to make friends"? Why did he suddenly turn his face after hearing Chang Deng's name? What is the relationship; and what is the "five secrets in harmony" he said... These complex and unsolvable problems never stop for a moment.

But both Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng did not mention a word in a tacit understanding.

What should be said, what should not be said, is the truth the best, or is it more enjoyable to lie?

They have no way to guess wildly, let alone explain when the trajectory of this matter began to deviate.

Perhaps it can be said to be dazed, the silence brought by dazedness, and then fear, anxiety, and all kinds of negative emotions rushing up, like a raging tide, trying to sweep people away and completely swallow them up.

Nie Qiu really wanted to ask Zhang Shuangbi what you meant by those words, but he didn't want to hear the answer.

Because, neither Chang Deng's relationship with Nie Qiu nor Chang Jinyu's relationship with Fang Qisheng is something that can be easily let go.

However, it would be too childish if they parted ways just because of this and never met each other again.

Nie Qiu clearly realized that as long as he thought about it, Fang Qisheng thought about it for as long as he did.

He didn't wait for Fang Qisheng to say what the matter was, and he spoke first, his voice was very soft, but he was too stubborn to be persuaded.

"I know, Shengsheng, I won't."

Fang Qisheng was silent for a moment, sighed and pressed his forehead, seemingly helpless, the previous serious look faded away, he loosened his brows, obviously relieved a lot, and said: "I want to say, whether your master or mine is It doesn't matter, I don't want it to affect your opinion of me...Since you already know what I'm thinking, why don't you wait for me to tell you this?"

Nie Qiu shook his head and stretched out his hand to pull him, "Could it be that the relationship between us will be easily changed because of others' few words, or even destroyed, and the success will fall short? I'm not a child of a few years old, I think you shouldn't either Fall for this."

"According to your statement, are people who are deceived as naive as children?"

Nie Qiu silently nodded his head in approval.

"If I say that I was really detoured into a dead end for a while, would you think I'm naive?"

Without changing his face, Nie Qiu completely overturned the previous statement, and changed his words: "No. You knew Zhang Shuangbi before, and An Picai also participated in it. It's normal to think about it for a while. What's more, at my age Older than you, even if you don't want to understand, I'm still here, I can explain to you patiently, and I won't be in a hurry, so there will be no serious problems."

Fang Qisheng was amused, stood up while holding Nie Qiu's hand, and said, "I'm just kidding, I haven't been detoured into a dead end, and I haven't been fooled. I'm just worried about your opinion, so you don't have to be so anxious to replace me." I make excuses."

Nie Qiu moved his lips, and was about to say something, but his ears keenly caught an unusual voice.

The Demon Cult leader looked as usual, gently pressed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, said, "There is no need to show such vigilant eyes", and then walked a few steps in the cell thoughtfully, with his knuckles on the He tapped on the wall, and finally stopped at a stone wall with a slightly different voice from other places, and gave Nie Qiu a wink.

The churning of the chains sounded at the right time, loud and harsh, drowning out the deliberately low voice.

Fang Qisheng asked: "Xuanwu?"

Through the thin wall, a familiar voice came from the other end, as calm as usual, with half apologetic.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Fang Qisheng didn't care why Xuanwu came so late, he just said: "No problem. How is the situation outside?"

"King Zhen'e summoned Master An and the three young masters and ladies in the mansion to the study room, probably to ask them if they knew something... There are many organs around the study room, so I didn't approach rashly, but just listened roughly. Probably." Xuanwu said everything he had inquired about, "Master Anmen said that he really knew about it a long time ago; Zhang Qi said that he didn't know it at all; Said she knew and didn't think there was a problem."

"I'm asking you a question, you don't have to worry about anything else, you just need to speak out what's on your mind." Fang Qisheng took a deep breath, uttered an inarticulate syllable in his nasal cavity, lowered his volume, and asked, "Are you What do you think of An Picai?"

Xuanwu thought for a long time, and gave the answer: "He has something to hide from the leader. Although I don't know what it is, at least I don't think Master Anmen has any malice towards the leader and the right protector...I believe you think so too. of."

No malice?Fang Qisheng repeated it silently, his eyes darkened, and he didn't follow up on this topic.

He really trusted An Pi Cai unreservedly.

It's just that the world is changeable and people's hearts are unpredictable, and there are too many mysteries about An Picai.

An Picai didn't understand at all that he would rather be hurt by the truth than trapped in the illusion of lies.

Fang Qisheng thought to himself that he only hoped that his uncle could live up to the trust he had entrusted him frankly.