Everyone owes me a favor

Mother has always been timid, Feng Rugu wanted to bring her out together.

But he couldn't find his mother.

The bed of father and mother was stained with a large amount of blood.

Standing in front of the couch, Feng Rugu looked like a newly dead water ghost.The long hair was tangled into a ball, and the river water dripping from the tip of the hair merged into a small pool under the feet.

A young man in his twenties passed by the door, and he caught a glimpse of a suspicious-looking person in the room, so he stood still with a light on his hands, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Feng Rugu wiped off the water from his face, and replied clearly: "I ran after a little girl, slipped my foot and fell into the pond, and she was picked up by others."

The man snorted and put away the knife in his hand: "Then don't worry about it. Even if you see her again, you probably won't be able to eat fresh ones, at most you can eat two bites of leftovers."

"Where are the women here?" Feng Rugu pointed to the bed, "I think this is a woman's room."

"Is your hair all grown, huh? Is that how you think of women?" The visitor laughed loudly, stepped into the room, stroked his hair, and regarded him as one of his own, "Little lunatic. "

Feng Ruzhi smiled, he really looked like a beautiful and crazy little lunatic.

The man pushed him and signaled him to go out: "Don't count on that little girl, she has already been dragged to the firewood shed in the backyard with her dead man. Didn't I say that this family can't keep alive, otherwise they won't be able to find Let's settle accounts after the autumn? They are rich, and they all have hands and eyes..."

Feng Ruzhi staggered a step forward, staring at a bamboo scroll on the ground with a few brown blood spots on the corners.

Mother loves running script very much, and father loves mother very much, so he often collects ancient scrolls for her.

This volume is the love of my mother's heart. Every time I read it, I always wear tulle gloves and watch carefully.

This copy is "Mencius".

The bamboo scroll reads: "The heart of compassion is the root of benevolence; the heart of shame is the root of righteousness; the heart of politeness is the root of propriety; the heart of right and wrong is the root of wisdom."

Feng Ruyuan picked up the bamboo roll, and with a force, he tore off the thread.

He looked in the direction of the gate and murmured, "...ah, the fire is gone."

The young man waved his hand and said, "Ah Er said that walking in the water will attract the attention of the city, so I asked people to put out the fire, and when it is dawn, we will leave quietly. When they find that there are dead people here, they will have long... "

Before he could even finish the word "late", the child in front of him turned around.

A sharp bamboo stick pierced from the left side of his neck and came out from the right side of his neck.

The young man covered his wound in disbelief, and took two steps back, with the sound of bubbles bursting in his throat.

He took out the knife he had put away, and slashed at Feng Ruzhi for a while, but because of the lack of strength in his hand, he threw the knife away.

Feng Ruyuan looked at him coldly, watching him clutching the bleeding wound, running around the room like a fly with clipped wings, but couldn't find the exit, until he died under the bookshelf.

Feng Ruyuan pulled his knife away, walked to the bookshelf again, and pushed the bookshelf down on him with all his strength.

After simply burying him with a scroll so that outsiders would not be able to see that there was a corpse here, Feng Rusu closed the door and walked into the courtyard.

Surrounded by strange and dirty faces, coming and going, their faces uniformly glowed with eager joy, and their arms were full of money and jewels.

Feng Ruyuan walked forward aimlessly, and occasionally passed a familiar dead body, so he walked around it.

Someone was holding a pork leg and spitting all over the place. It was indeed a low-class businessman who refused to take out such good meat at home. He took a few bowls of porridge in order to deceive a good name of a "great virtuous person".

Feng Rugu looked groggy and confused, not knowing where he was going.

But his purpose is clear.

He went to the butler's house where he usually treats people harshly, passed by his corpse, and took a key from the hidden compartment in the table.

Once, he came to the housekeeper and begged him to let him go out to play. He leaned on tiptoes by the window and saw the whole process of the housekeeper putting the keys of the house into the secret compartment and keeping them carefully.

He went to the wine cellar.

Soon, Feng Rugu took the key and found a group of people who gathered together to eat meat.

"I found a cellar full of wine," he said.

No one thought that a young master from a rich family would have the guts to sneak in among them, not to mention, an unfamiliar face was not as alluring to them as the word: "Wine?"

"It's all wine." Feng Rugu said, "It smells so strong that it can kill people."

Everyone felt that there was only meat, and they were a bit tired of eating. When they heard that there was wine, a few people cheered up: "Where is it? Take us to see it."

Feng's family's wine cellar is not big, his father is not addicted to alcohol, he only picks up some precious wines and saves some, some of which are planned to be taken out when Feng Rugu marries a wife in the future.

The wine cellar was quickly emptied, and the best jars were sent to the hall where Feng Mingyi received merchants.

Ah Da and Ah Er have snatched a large amount of bank notes and treasures into their pockets first, put them all by their side, stayed in the hall, let everyone rob, and only waited for everyone to eat and drink before leaving this place.

They accepted this "filial piety" just like accepting steamed buns and porridge from the victims, and they also specially told everyone not to get drunk, but to keep people on guard, and so on.

Seeing the wine delivery person come out of the hall, Feng Rugu's figure was at the corner of the corridor, projected on the ground by the watery moonlight.

……found it.

Here they are.

The sound of toasting in the hall gradually weakened, and the drunken bragging was gradually replaced by low snoring.

In the darkness, Feng Rugu hacked open a hidden wine urn, and sprinkled it along the periphery of the hall.

The strong aroma of the wine wafted out of the window and blended with the aroma outside the window, making it hard to distinguish for a while.

After finishing everything that should be done, Feng Ruzhi gently closed the hall door that was concealed, picked up a heavy lock, locked the door from the outside, and picked up the oil lamp that was placed on the side of the corridor——

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A loud question only made Feng Ruyuan's movements pause.

He turned his face in the direction of the sound.

It was a middle-aged man who was on patrol, looking at him warily.

In the middle of the night there was a bit of wind, and the shadows of the oil lamps were erratic,

The mud that Feng Ruyuan smeared on his face had dried up, and half of his face was wrinkled, looking a bit hideous.

The middle-aged man was flustered by his look, and asked again: "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

The child who was much taller than his peers but still had an immature face tilted his head and smiled as he stared at the middle-aged man with his mother's bracelet and earrings in his arms and his father's gown.

Immediately, he threw the oil lamp in his hand into the air and fell into the wine on the ground.

Boom, snap.

The lamp flower splashed out and the lamp oil scattered.

The main hall, filled with a strong smell of alcohol, fell into a boundless sea of ​​flames at an incredible speed.

The middle-aged man was almost licked by the scorching flames that exploded in an instant, and he was startled and angry, and he yelled, but this weird child turned around and ran away after throwing the oil lamp, without looking back.

Drunk shouting and cursing soon came from the locked hall. The insider sensed something was wrong and stretched out his foot to kick the door. When he found that it was not moving, the voice panicked a bit. He walked around to the window and stretched out his hand to push—— —

At some point, the window was wrapped around the window with thin wire from the outside.

Such methods can be called poisonous.

The whole hall suddenly became a coffin on fire.

The air is full of strong alcohol smell, and the alcohol fuels the fire. The fire is like a dragon. After a while, there is a heart-piercing howl.

The hall suddenly caught fire, and the middle-aged man chased after a child again, shouting "stop!" The people around were confused and knew that the situation was not good, so they ran after him.

Feng Rugu originally wanted to escape from the lotus pond, but seeing that the situation was not right, and he was a child after all, his physical strength was exhausted, so he simply gritted his teeth and ran to the main entrance closest to the hall, trying to fight for a way out.

However, it was the ill-fitting clothes that held him back in the end.

The belt slipped and fell down during the run, and he accidentally stepped on it, tripping and falling to the ground.

The gate was only a hundred steps away from him...

The sound of killing came a few steps behind him, Feng Rugu seemed to have heard the sound of the machete piercing the air, but he still refused to die. Taking a step, he bumped his head against a person and fell backward again.

The pursuers behind him also stopped, staring at the two who suddenly appeared.

The middle-aged man came forward panting, scolding the person at the door for not having eyes, why did he let an outsider in, and shouted harshly: "Who is it?!"

The person Feng Ruyuan bumped into was wearing a Taoist robe, handsome and handsome, as clear as a god, with a handsome face like a fairy in the sky.

"Just now I saw the flames soaring to the sky. My Taoist companion and I passed by here, and we were a little worried, so we came over to have a look." He put a bamboo bone fan in his palm, "My name is Xu Xingzhi, everyone..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted roughly: "Smelly Taoist, get out! If you don't get out, I'll kill you too!"

Hearing this, before Xu Xingzhi could react, his Taoist companion's eyes turned cold.

Different from Xu Xingzhi's handsome appearance, the Taoist companion next to him had pointed and upturned eyes, and the tails of his eyes were dyed with a charming red. He was clearly dressed in Taoist clothes, but he was quite gorgeous.

He didn't speak, but lifted his fingertips slightly, and pressed his index finger down.

Everyone in the room immediately felt as if there was a mountain on top of them, and they were overwhelmed by a surge of spiritual pressure, and their bodies fell to the ground, as if they had eaten a weight.

The victims became terrified, knowing that they were afraid of offending someone who could not be offended, they begged for mercy, but Xu Xingzhi refused to listen.

He squatted down on one knee and softly asked Feng Rugu who was sitting on the ground: "Little guy, why are you running?"

Before Feng Ruyu could reply, he woke up.

This sleep made his hands and feet numb, and he lay in a daze on the bed for a moment before he lifted his legs out of bed and opened the door to breathe.

Luo Fuchun had finished his morning class, was covered in sweat, was about to go back to wash up, when he turned around and saw Feng Rugu, he was very surprised and said: "Master got up so early today."

Feng Rugu stood by the door with his clothes on, and yawned: "Well, I had a dream all night. I dreamed about my family."

Luo Fuchun thought, Master is so arrogant and extravagant now, choosing the best for everything must be a bad habit formed since childhood.

I heard from people that the master was indeed from a family of merchants, and it was only because of changes in his family that he joined the Taoist school.

Luo Fuchun said casually: "That must be a good dream."

Feng Rugu rubbed his eyes: "Yes. Since I dreamed about Master, it was a good dream."

He turned his gaze and saw that Ruyi was also standing at the door of the side hall, staring at him.

But when Feng Ruyuan looked away, he turned his face away.

Feng Rugu only thought that the child was a fool, so he ordered Luo Fuchun to fetch water to wash him.

Luo Fuchun sighed, turned and left.

Feng Ruyuan leaned against the door and greeted Ruyi with a smile: "Master, good morning."

Ruyi pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but looked a little hesitant.

Feng Rugu was watching his micro-expressions, and he was very interested, so he walked around the corridor, walked up to Feng Rugu, and raised his hand, with a clean silk handkerchief in his palm.

Feng Ruyu was curious: "What is this for?"

Ruyi pointed at his forehead.

Feng Ruyu raised his hand and touched it.

...his forehead was covered with sweat.

This is by no means a sign of a good dream.

Holding it like a handkerchief, his expression is indifferent.

But Feng Ruyu guessed that he was apologizing.

Last night, the scene between him and Luo Jiu still failed to hide from him. He knew it was wrong to talk about people behind his back, and he felt guilty in his heart, so he treated him extra nicely today.

This time, Feng Ruyuan committed the same problem of being too aggressive, and said with a smile: "Master Ruyi, Feng Er was drunk last night, and his hands were very soft, please ask Master to send the Buddha to the west, help people to the end, help Feng Er wipe it, good ?”

Feng Rugu was already ready to be thrown in the face like a handkerchief, and reprimanded, "Mr. Yunzhong, please respect yourself".

Unexpectedly, Ruyi frowned, without saying a word, actually took the veil, and raised her hand to wipe gently on his forehead.

Feng Rugu was showing some surprised expression when he heard a clang around the corner and the copper basin fell to the ground.

Luo Fuchun stared at the two of them dumbfounded, it took a long time to recover, grabbed the copper basin in his arms, and stammered: "...Master Master Master, the water has spilled, I'll pour it again!"

After finishing speaking, before Feng Rugu could speak, he ran away, faster than a rabbit.