beg for chivalry

The heat wave hit the sky, and the fire was burning.

A huge fire broke out in Jin's mansion.The gray walls, blue tiles, and green gates and pillars were burned in the fire and made a lot of noise.The thick smoke surged like a giant wave, rolling in clusters in the flames, engulfing the sky and the earth.

Blood flowed like rivers in the mansion, and in the courtyard full of dead bodies, a group of black-clothed assassins stood silently, the hot wind blowing the corners of their clothes.The blades in their hands were stained with blood, and the blood rolled from the edge of the blade like broken beads.Among them, a child was held tightly.A few cold blades stuck to his neck, but he struggled desperately, wailing loudly, screaming sharply and miserably.

Although the child was wearing tattered clothes, he could clearly see the original appearance of the gorgeous clothes.The joints of his hands and feet were removed, and his wrists and elbows were purple and red, hanging limply. Perhaps he was in severe pain. He was crying heartbreakingly, but his eyes were very dry, and he didn't shed a single tear. .

Jin Yi walked over with a bloody hook and sickle, and stopped in front of the child.

"Is this the young master of Jin's mansion, the master of Zuozhu, who is trying so hard to find someone?"

There seemed to be contempt in his words, and the assassins bowed their heads respectfully and replied: "Yes, I checked it carefully, he should be good." Then they kicked the child on the back, coldly He said coldly, "Hey, kneel down now. This is the head of our Houtianlou's Jin department, Mr. Jin. If he has intentions, he can kill you a hundred times."

The child stopped crying, as if he had exhausted all his strength to hold back the severe pain from his hands and feet.He raised his eyes, revealing a pair of cold and blue eyes between the disheveled hair, like wolves pacing on the wasteland.

Jin Yi was slightly taken aback.He squatted down and looked directly into the child's eyes.

The long and narrow knife marks on his chest left by the Cavalrymen on Harts Road were aching, as if they had turned into flames, burning to the bone.Jin Yi had a strong premonition that this was a cub that hadn't yet grown up.One day, he will grow strong limbs and sharp fangs, and the fire of hatred has spread. He will tear the throats of the ghosts and devour their flesh and blood.

"Young Master of the Hou Mansion... Jin Wu, right?"

The assassin with a scorched face asked.Jin Wu had a pale face, thin beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, stared at him angrily, and said in a hateful voice:

"...It's your old man."

As soon as the words fell, Ai Jigui suddenly stretched out his palm, and clamped the young master's jaw in one go!That rough and thick big palm has lifted the sword thousands of times and killed countless people.Jin Wu felt that he couldn't move at all, and watched as Jin Yi took out a white porcelain bottle from his clothes, shook it lightly, flicked off the lid with his thumb, and put the bottle mouth close to his mouth.

Spicy and cool liquid was poured into the mouth.Jin Yi lifted his jaw and forced him to swallow it.Jinwu swallowed the liquid medicine, and soon felt a headache, as if hundreds of steel needles were piercing his head at the same time.He was gasping for breath before, and swallowed all his groans into his mouth, but after all he couldn't bear the strange pain, and couldn't help cursing at the assassins one after another.

There was an assassin laughing at the side: "This kid doesn't listen to discipline very much. The landlord from Zuo also told us before that if he is disobedient, he will break his hands and feet, remove his mouth, and teach him slowly after entering the building." rule."

Ai Jigui smiled, the white teeth that lost his upper lip moved slightly, and said: "That's right, teach him the rules at this time, I'm afraid he will forget it in the blink of an eye."

When the assassins saw him pinching the thin neck of the white porcelain bottle back and forth, they all understood.This is the medicine that the assassins will drink when they enter the building. It is called "Wangyou". After drinking, they will gradually forget the past.For them, this is a good thing. After all, most of the evil spirits who entered the building had a terrible past, and staying in their hearts would only add to their misery.Only those who are valued by the landlord will take this medicine over and over again to show their loyalty to the landlord.

The young master was still moaning unceasingly.Ai Jigui turned his face away, stared at him intently, and asked:

"Hey, little boy, do you remember your name?"

"..." The young master blinked his eyes with difficulty. For some reason, the scene in front of him seemed to be covered with mist, and the flames swayed coquettishly and indistinctly.He seemed to be thrown into a spinning top, spinning around without knowing what the sky and the earth were.In dizziness, his chapped lips parted slightly:

"I…"

His head ached, he looked at the burning house, saw the bark of the crabapple tree cracking in the flames, and the cracks were vertical and horizontal on the thick branches.Everything was so familiar, but when he came to the mouth, his name and surname seemed to be lost suddenly, which made him feel stuck in his throat, speechless for several times.

What is his name?He couldn't remember, his head hurt badly, and his mind was clouded with fog.The spicy and bitter water he drank just now seemed to be a barrier, separating him from the past.

"I'm……"

Ai Jigui laughed at the other assassins and said: "This medicine is really effective, this kid can't remember his parents' names immediately." The assassins also laughed wildly and sharply, and kicked the young master a few more times.

After laughing enough, Jin Yi suddenly stopped speaking, and said coldly:

"Everything is at the mercy of Zuozhuzhu, take him to Houtianlou."

Yuyang, Tongle Temple.

The autumn wind is cold and the yellow leaves are rustling.In recent days, the door of the torture room converted from a squatting room in the temple has been closed tightly, and there are terrifying noises from time to time, as if someone is crying indistinctly and screaming in pain.

There was only a dim light in the punishment room, and the lamp was dim and cold, and the fire swayed sadly on the earthen wall.The walls are covered with blood-stained spiked iron rings and long chains, and poplar sticks are leaning against the walls.There is also a small room in the room, the iron door is closed, several black-clothed assassins are sitting on the bench in front of the small room, whispering and laughing.

"Hey, I heard that Master Zuo has brought back a young boy from Jiading, and he said that he looks very much like her old concubine."

"Isn't it because we were born alike that she was included in the building?" Another person scratched his head and said.

"This time it's not the usual one. His eyebrows, eyes and expressions are all carved out of the same mold. That's why Zuo Louzhu spent a lot of effort to catch him from Jiading! The Ministry of Water is going to suffer, murder The kill was not good, and the host had to be ignored on the bed..." The assassin grinned twice, then turned his head and looked around, "Where are the rest?"

"The rest of what?"

"I saw that Jin ordered many people to come here and wait. I went to receive the secret order before, but I came a bit late, but I couldn't see them. I have been sitting here for two days. Where are they?"

Another assassin pointed to the closed room in the execution room, and said, "They're going in."

"Go in? Who's inside?"

"It's the kid brought back by the Zuozhuzhu a few days ago. He has a stubborn temper." An assassin lowered his head and wiped the ghost's face. Agree, saying that during this period of time, he can be frustrated by any means, no matter what method is used."

An assassin smiled, licked his lips, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Anything will work? I heard that everyone in the Ministry of Water likes to use torture chambers. After being raped for a long time, they only love to toss people. Sometimes they are captured from outside. One or two thin-skinned and tender actors and singers will take turns to play until they die. Aren't they playing with the young master right now?"

All the assassins understood and laughed.The door of the punishment room opened with a creak, and heavy skylight suddenly poured in, dazzled everyone's eyes.The assassins squinted unconsciously, and an assassin with an Aiji ghost face slantingly hung through the door, with a strong back and a wolf waist, very strong.

When Ai Jigui walked into the execution room, all the assassins nodded respectfully. "radical."

Jin nodded, only to hear him ask bluntly: "What about the little baby brought from Jiading? Is it still locked in a small room?"

"Yes, it has been locked up for three days. We have changed several shifts, but we haven't heard anything. Anyway, the child was dismantled by us, and he can't move. He has probably been raped so much that he can't make a sound."

He was imprisoned for three days, and he might have been tossed out of shape by the assassins of the Ministry of Water.Everyone understood, and laughed gloatingly.Assassins from the Ministry of Water often hide a lot of strange instruments of torture themselves, and they can turn sex into trivial matters.No matter who he is, a proud son of heaven, a golden branch and a jade leaf, he can be ruined to ruins.

Ai Jigui nodded, motioned for others to fetch the key from the small room, and opened the two iron doors.

The moment the iron door was opened, a heavy fishy smell came out.All the assassins trembled, and they couldn't help touching the blades at their waists immediately.It's the smell of blood.

As soon as Jin stepped into the small room, he stepped into a pool of blood.It was a gloomy earthen room with only a small window on the top.There is an iron bed between the rusty iron cages, which is usually used to place instruments of torture and envoys for adultery, but now it is piled up with dead bodies.

There were also a few people lying down on the ground, Jin Yi kicked them over with the tip of his shoe, only to see that they were all assassins of Houtianlou who had died for a long time.A few people were still naked, and the laces of the ghost faces were loose, revealing their sloppy faces with slightly hooked mouths.There was a big blood-red mouth in the throat, and someone cut their throats cleanly with a knife.

"Good technique." Looking at the corpse, Jin Yi sighed sincerely.

He stood up and saw a person sitting leaning against the corner, that was the young master he caught from Jiading's sea of ​​fire.The child's face was pale, his hands and feet were removed, he was hanging limply, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were not covering his body, his body was bruised and bloody.There was a knife between his teeth, and he was still biting it tightly. It was the murderous blade he took out from the leather sheath around the waist of the assassins. down their throats.

Ai Jigui felt horrified for a long time.The little boy raised his head, revealing a pair of fierce blue eyes between his messy hair.It was the remnant of the wolf on Harts Road, the heir of the Blackwater Killing God, an unborn talent for killing.Jin Yi didn't even realize that he couldn't help laughing, hehe laughter came from his scorched throat.

He turned around abruptly, and asked the stunned assassins behind him:

"Which seats are vacant in the Ministry of Finance?"

An assassin came to his senses and hurriedly pulled his fingers and said, "Jin 28 was blown into two pieces when he went to Lei's house. Jin Shiqi was thrown into the dog pit and torn to pieces. Jin Liu didn't come back for two years. I don't know if he is dead or alive. Jin Wu went to Kucha, and I heard that he was swept up by the strong wind there, fell to the ground from a high place, and lost his life..."

Counting up to this point, the assassin was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood Jin Yi's intentions, "Could it be that you mean... but... but what should the leftist host do? She definitely wants to keep this little doll by her side." , to be her forbidden..."

Jin Yidao: "Wouldn't it be a pity to cut off his hands and feet and put them on long chains? He is a passer-by from Harz, with ferocious blood flowing from his body. He must have the extraordinary ability we all covet. "He said again, "Although what you say to him at this time, he will definitely forget it later, but some things are better said now."

The assassins nodded silently.Ai Jigui asked again: "... Is Jin Wu's ghost face still there?"

"Yes. There is still a copy from Tubu. He didn't use it when he went to Kucha, so he kept it in Tusan's hands." An assassin said, "It looks like a Raksha ghost."

The pitch-black evil ghost nodded. He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the young master's forehead, forcing the man to meet his eyes.The child struggled ferociously, the blade in his mouth rattled, and wanted to rush up and stab him, but as soon as Jin stretched out his hand to grab it, he held the blade lightly in his hand and bounced it off the boy's mouth.

"If you don't remember your name, well, I'll tell you. I'll give you the ghost mask and the knife. In this way, you will be the ghost of Houtianlou." Aiji ghostly said, thinking for a moment, then bowed his head. He groaned in a low voice, "...'Killing the body does not have the appearance of a Rakshasa, but the body is not in the ghost realm, but the heart is frightened.'"

Jin Yi's eyes as dark as a deep pool glowed with a deep light, he spoke words slowly, as if he wanted to engrave these words in the heart of that child.The rough fingertips rubbed the pale face, dipped in the dried blood to draw the sharp eyes and long teeth of the ghost.

In the dim torture room, the flames were extinguished, and everything seemed illusory.Ai Jigui untied his knife, and said to the little boy sitting in the pile of corpses. "...From now on, your name will be Jin Wu."

"The name of the ghost is... Rakshasa."

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Zuo Buzheng asked Jin Wu to choose between being her pillow or running field work with Jin Yi, and Jin Wu still chose to be the Tianlou assassin.