Ambush from all sides

What about other secrets?Lin Zhihuan's current appearance shows that he is crazy about Zhan Hao, and according to Zheng Dong's words, Zhan Hao doesn't seem to be bored...

"Did Zhan Hao treat Lin Zhihuan very well at that time?" Withered Ye frowned, turned around and asked Zheng Dong suspiciously.Zheng Dong thought for a while, and said: "It's not bad. If the young master is replaced by someone else, it should be said to be very good, but compared to the young master and the second young master, it is still quite a bit worse."

"Second Young Master? Zhan Zhao?" Withered Ye was stunned for a moment, her brows were tightened even more, and there was a hint of boredom and disgust in her eyes.Zheng Dong's expression became a little more relaxed, probably because he thought of the cat-like Zhan Zhao, so he felt a little better: "Yes, Second Young Master. When Second Young Master is at home, all food and clothing costs are It can be said that the young master took care of everything meticulously. The maids also joked that since the fifth master Bai took over the second young master, the young master's spirit has not been as good as before, and he was not so lazy before."

Is that so... Dead Leaf was silent, and slowly turned away her face.Zheng Dong glanced at him from the sidelines, maybe he was a little puzzled by his lack of words, but he didn't ask any further questions.In the yard, Lin Zhihuan and Nian Yuqing had already walked in one after the other. Zheng Dong glanced at the two of them, and then made a gesture to the dead leaves: You go to the east side, and I will watch here.

Withered Leaf turned her face to him, her complexion didn't look very good, the corners of her mouth were pursed stiffly, her eyes were also fixed, as if she refused to leave.Zheng Dong shook his head faintly, and said with his lips: Fang Qiu is over there, someone will go in to deliver food later.

Seeing these words, Dead Leaf frowned suddenly, and his eyes became more and more fierce.He looked at Zheng Dong in silence for a while, then turned around and jumped off the tree without a sound, and ran along the wall to the east side of the house.Zheng Dong quietly watched him walk away from the tree, and the tight abdominal cavity was slightly loosened.

Lin Zhihuan and this Nian Yuqing...it's better not to let him see what's going to happen later.

Fang Qiu's room is on the east side of Lin Mansion.When I came over in the evening, Hong Niang, who was staying here, told Zheng Dong that the child had smoked poppy cigarettes before, and he still hasn't come to his senses until now.Zheng Dong was afraid that the dead leaves would be angry if he found out, so he told Fang Qiu that he was tired from making trouble at noon, so he still hasn't woken up.So Dead Leaf went to squat to guard Lin Zhihuan's side.

At this time, it was almost Xu time, and the sky was completely dark.Dead Leaf wondered why it was so late to feed the children, and she was not afraid that they would starve to death!Thinking of the always quiet and well-behaved little Fang Qiu being treated like this by these bastards, Dead Leaf felt resentful in her heart.He clenched the withered leaf knife more and more tightly in his hand, and under the long eyebrows, the cold and indifferent eyes became more and more cruel.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a gloomy mood.The stable life in the Zhan Zhai made him peaceful for a long time. To be honest, he didn't reject this change that much. Although he sometimes felt a sense of crisis, who was born to be a murderer?He has no choice but to be a killer.

Killing doesn't feel that good, especially when it's innocent people.Back then, the fourth son asked him, where would he be buried when he died?Holding the knife and bamboo pole in his hand, thinking of the raging black river in Dali, he inexplicably felt... Only such a dangerous and evil place is the final destination of a sinful person like him.

He thought so back then, but today, the knife in his hand that was originally used to kill people has a chance to save people.Maybe this saving is also at the cost of killing people, but Dead Leaf thinks...at least, there will be no such indescribable dull sense of guilt in her heart.

He just wanted to rescue Fang Qiu.

In a stuffy and narrow room, the door is slightly open, and some faint light shines through the door.Withered Leaf quietly passed behind the pillars of the veranda, holding his breath, and the dark sky provided him with excellent cover.

There was a woman coaxing in a low voice, it seemed that the people inside refused to eat, so she was a little embarrassed: "Young master, you can eat something, you haven't eaten for two days..."

Hearing this, Dead Leaf couldn't help frowning even deeper.He leaned against the wall, looked in quietly, and saw Fang Qiu sitting beside the bed in a thin white dress, his soft hair was loose, and his small face was thin and yellow.A little maid was squatting in front of the bed, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, with her back to the dead leaves, she was still trying to comfort the little guy.Fang Qiu lowered his eyes quietly, with no expression on his face, and no spirit in his eyes. This haggard and sluggish posture made Dead Ye feel distressed for a while.The last time I saw Fang Qiu was more than two months ago. At that time, he was still so delicate and well-behaved, and he would pull him for a hug, but now...

Then Lin Zhihuan may not be too cruel, Fang Qiu is just a four-year-old child!Does he need to count the grievances with Zhan Hao on a child!If he had the ability, why didn't he arrest the righteous master and torture him? !This deranged lunatic!

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps at the gate of the yard.Withered Ye's eyes froze, and she hung her body lightly on the beam of the corridor, and her whole body was instantly submerged in the darkness of the vaulted ceiling of the corridor.

The person who came was a thin little girl with a look of fear and aggrieved on her face.She hurried in and grabbed the girl's hand, and said in a low voice: "Sister Xi, the master has come down from the mountain and wants...to ask for that medicine. I still don't dare to get it, you take me there..."

The girl known as Sister Xi heard this, first sighed, and then put down the porridge bowl in her hand helplessly: "Master really doesn't repent, it's already like this..." She turned her head and looked at her eyes. Fang Qiu, staring blankly, was speechless for a while.She stood still for a long time, and when the little girl urged her again, she touched Fang Qiu's face helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Young master, I'm leaving first, and the porridge is here. If you're hungry, remember to eat some by yourself." Things, I am so hungry that I won’t have the strength to go out and play in the future.”

Hearing this, Fang Qiu's big eyes showed some wisdom.The two maids gave him one last look, then closed the door and walked out gloomily.Withered Ye kept watching the two of them walk out of the courtyard door, and felt that there was no one around, so she jumped down from the top of the porch and pushed Fang Qiu's door open quietly.

Fang Qiu still sat there blankly, not even noticing the dead leaves coming in.Dead Leaf walked in front of him, a little excited in her heart, but she was timid, not daring to hug the little guy rashly.Fang Qiu lowered his eyes, as if he noticed that the shoes of the visitor had not been seen before, so he raised his small face in a daze, then stared stupidly, and was stunned.

Brother Mask.

When the little guy's chaotic head reflected the identity of this person, Dead Leaf was already stiff, squatting down and hugging him gently.Dead Leaf is not good at comforting people, so he can only call his name dryly and softly at this time, trying to bring the child back to his senses: "Fang Qiu? Fang Qiu, you... how are you doing now?"

Fang Qiu let him hold him in a daze, some people's relationship flashed chaotically in his little head—Brother Mask was with Uncle Zhan, Uncle Zhan... Father hated Uncle Zhan, but mother said she was Uncle Zhan Uncle's child... Uncle Zhan, oh, Uncle Zhan... The child kept thinking of the name of the person who was always gentle and amiable, and thought that he hadn't seen his mother for a month, and his father was always so fierce ... The grievances of several days were finally unbearable at this time, and she couldn't help shrinking her body into the arms of the dead leaves and crying silently.

Withered Ye hugged him helplessly, and patted his small back clumsily: "Fang Qiu, don't cry, I'll take you back, good boy, don't cry..."

"Oh, woo woo..." The child wept repressedly, his little hands gripping the skirt of the dead leaf tightly.Dead Leaf's heart was also tightly held by the little guy. Looking at the crude furnishings and narrow windows in this room, the resentment in his heart became more and more difficult to suppress.

"Fang Qiu, I'll take you away right away, don't cry." He lowered his head and gently wiped the child's wet face with his hands, thinking that he hadn't eaten just now, so he served the porridge on the side table come over.

"Fang Qiu, eat something, I'll take you out after eating, don't cry." Withered leaves carefully filled a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Fang Qiu's mouth, hoping that he would take a bite.Fang Qiu shook his head with tears in his eyes, wiped his cheeks with his little hand, and then fished out an iron chain from behind.

The iron chain was as thick as two fingers, protruding from under the hem of his clothes at the back of his waist, and connected to a certain place under the bed.Withered Ye's heart sank, she put down the bowl, and touched Fang Qiu's back with both hands along the chain.When the clothes were lifted, Fang Qiu saw a strong iron ring clasped around Fang Qiu's waist, and the chain was connected to the iron ring.It was hot in summer and the room was stuffy, so Fang Qiu had a lot of prickly heat on his back.Seeing that, Dead Leaf felt furious, grabbed the iron chain with one hand and pulled it towards the other end, with a "bang", the other end of the chain was taut and pulled straight, but there was no way to move it a bit.

Dead Ye went to the bed and leaned down to look, and found a yellow copper ring buried in the ground under the bed. It seemed that there was something heavy hanging from it, so it was fixed firmly.Withered Leaf gritted her teeth and poured her internal strength into kicking the copper ring, but it only made the soles of her feet hurt.

Fang Qiu sat on the edge of the bed, tugged on the iron chain with his little hand, and the dead leaf immediately raised up to look at him.The child's face was still wet, a pair of big tear-filled eyes made his sharp little face even more pitiful, and Dead Leaf couldn't help but reach out and wipe the tears on his cheeks.Fang Qiu looked at him aggrievedly, sniffed, stretched out her little hand to touch his mask, then lifted the clothes in front of her stomach, and pointed to the navel.

Dead Leaf was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, and saw a small keyhole on the front of the ring.

Fang Qiu looked at him with wet eyes, his dry lips parted, and silently mouthed "Daddy".

When the dead leaves were about to sneak into the backyard where Lin Zhihuan lived, three terrifying cries of night owls happened to be heard from the dark woods of Yuliang Mountain.The dead leaves tensed his body and ears, and when the birdsong subsided, he felt an imperceptible breeze passing faintly in the hazy night sky.He raised his head against the shadow of the wall, and saw under the dark blue night sky, a vague black shadow creeping into the forest like a ghost.

That should be Zheng Dong.Although they didn't get along for a long time, Dead Leaf could see that his body was slightly deflected when he retracted.

Maybe something happened to Ma Qingyun.Withered eyes pondered for a while, then quickly withdrew her thoughts, restrained her breath, and quietly sneaked into Lin Zhihuan's yard.

There are many trees planted in the yard, and among the misty shadows of the trees, a thick scent of incense is floating faintly.The air at night was too stuffy, and the smoke couldn't escape, so it all accumulated in the dark courtyard.The dead leaves sniffed carefully. He thought it was a scent for repelling people, but he didn't expect it to be a pungent anthelmintic herbal smell, which made him almost sneeze.

It turned out to be mosquito coils.The dead leaves rubbed their noses uncomfortably, and when they were about to go to Lin Zhihuan's room in the shadow of the tree, a strange sound suddenly came from the back of the house.Withered Leaf suddenly stopped, and listened carefully for a while with strained ears, only hearing some shortness of breath and the sound of some utensils rattling.

He listened suspiciously for a while, feeling a little strange in his heart.Lin Zhihuan's room was dark, he thought that guy was not there, or fell asleep... In the end, was it behind the room?

With light work, he jumped up to the roof silently, and the dead leaves crawled on the back of the tiles, moving little by little to the edge of the eaves.As the distance shortened, the rapid panting became clearer.It could be heard that it was Lin Zhihuan's voice, the vocal cords seemed to be tense, only a few vague syllables squeezed out from the gap, and there were other strange sounds from time to time.When Dead Leaf heard this, her face couldn't help turning red—he had heard this voice before.Once when he was going to kill the head of an escort agency, he heard such a voice when he was lying in ambush outside the window of the brothel where the other party was staying overnight.

——The voice of joy and love.

Lin Zhihuan was doing that kind of thing with someone else, and it was all over the place... Withered Ye strained his jaw, and couldn't help but lower his body, feeling a little ashamed and resentful for no reason.Under the house, the two shameless people were still doing it, and doing it more and more intensely, the dead leaves even heard the sound of bodies colliding.Lin Zhizhen seemed to be unbearable and screamed loudly, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhasHe didn't come to listen to the corner, Fang Qiu was still waiting for him to rescue... Thinking, Dead Leaf shook his head vigorously, ready to retreat into the yard.At this time, Lin Zhihuan's voice trembled, and he called "Zhan Hao" stickily.

The dead leaf lay on the roof and froze all of a sudden.For a moment, there was a blank in his mind.Even though he didn't need to think about it, he knew that Zhan Hao was still in Suzhou, besides, he had rejected Lin Zhihuan a long time ago.But the dead leaves still couldn't control their body, and unconsciously moved a little to the edge of the eaves, opened their dark eyes, and silently looked at the two entangled under the tree——

A large orange lantern was hung on the branch. In the warm and ambiguous light, two people were tightly entangled on a bamboo couch with half-undressed clothes.Withered Ye stared, seeing Lin Zhihuan's naked body, his legs tightly wrapped around the man's waist, his handsome face was full of spring.

He seemed to be deeply emotional, or something else, in short, his face was flushed abnormally.The man on his body had his hair and clothes loose, revealing a broad back, and his powerful waist and hips moved vigorously between his legs, pushing deeply into a certain place again and again.Lin Zhihuan half-closed his eyes, his hands were pressed on top of his head by the man, his body trembling, he groaned loudly following the rhythm of the other person again and again, shouting: "Zhan Hao...ah! Zhan Hao..."

But that person is obviously not Zhan Hao.

Dead Leaf saw a slanted scar on the man's back at the left side of the lute - it was the mark he had scratched on Nian Yuqing in Luoying Mountain before.

Lin Zhihuan was making love with Nian Yuqing, but he kept calling Zhan Hao's name.

For some reason, at that moment, an uncomfortable and violent emotion surged up in my heart and chest.The dead leaves were digging at the tiles under their hands, not knowing that their eyes were almost red.Lin Zhihuan was still shouting the word "Zhan Hao" in a completely confused tone.Dead Leaves could even see the meridians on his neck twitching non-stop, and his eyes were faintly turning white.But even so, he still moaned hoarsely, calling Zhan Hao, Zhan Hao again and again.

And Nian Yuqing's actions became more and more ruthless as he shouted again and again.He slammed into Lin Zhihuan's slender body fiercely, the muscles in his arms tensed up, and the meridians in his neck also burst out from gnashing his teeth.When he reached the extreme, he stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Zhihuan's jaw forcefully, roaring in a hoarse voice: "You fucking see clearly! It's not Zhan Hao! It's not anyone else, it's me! It's me! Call me by name ,calls me!"

Lin Zhihuan's face was twisted and distorted by him, but he still looked foggy.His eyes were wet and he was smirking, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he murmured softly: "Hao, Zhan Hao..." The obsessive smile rippling on his pale face, reflecting the orange fire light, actually looked a little creepy.Withered Ye bit her back molars, her tense temples throbbed suddenly, her heartbeat was a little strangely fast.He took a belated breath, but felt the breath in his chest was short and violent, and his mind was dizzy——

Under the tree, Lin Zhihuan smiled even more weirdly with a absent-minded expression.He put his arms around Nian Yuqing's neck softly, leaned his eyes to his ears in a daze, slowly lifted the index finger of his left hand, pointed to the dead leaves on the roof, and said angrily:

"Hao, look... your little guard is really here."

Withered leaves watched Nian Yuqing turn his head, a pair of falcon-like evil eyes were fixed on him, and a cruel sneer was drawn from the corner of his mouth.He wanted to run, but his limbs were as soft as cotton. He clearly told himself that he had to go, but the breath in his meridians was rushing uncontrollably.He felt that his body was getting stiffer and stiffer, and the thoughts in his mind were rapidly becoming dull and stagnant... No matter how powerful his strength was, he couldn't control his movements, and even the aorta in his neck began to twitch nervously.

This feeling, this feeling of being out of control, he seems to have encountered it before...

——In Yuehua Tower.

The last word that came to mind was the place across Santiao Street from the Changzhou Mansion Zhanzhai.I vaguely remember that before I lost consciousness at that time, I was hugged tightly by a warm and firm embrace.The man's voice was mellow and hoarse. Under the comfort of the other party, although he felt flustered by the loss of control of his body, he knew that nothing would happen, because that man would handle things well.

But today, that person is not around.Dead Leaf felt herself hitting the ground heavily, and then touched her mask with one hand in disdain.In the void, a weak voice sneered hoarsely, and said coolly: "Dead Ye... oh, Dead Leaf, let us guess whether Zhan Hao will, can he... come to save you. "

The dead leaf was trembling all over, curled up on the muddy floor and sucked in air vigorously.He was kicked hard on the stomach by a man, and then he was tied up with a rough rope and roughly tightened.Withered Ye gritted her teeth, managed to maintain a ferocious look, and stared resentfully... But she still couldn't control her gradually blurred consciousness, and fainted unwillingly.

At this time, Zhan Hao, the Patriarch of the Zhan family, was in the pharmacy of the Lin family in Suzhou Prefecture, separated by a row of pillars made of fine iron, and Qiu Langxing, who was opposite him, stared at each other with big eyes, and the atmosphere was embarrassing and calm.