Jiang Liechen said, "More haste, less speed; this is not something that can be done in a short period of time. Besides, the situation outside is tense, the soldiers and soldiers are casting an inescapable net, waiting for us to throw ourselves into it." An Yesun said, "Sincerity can move metal and stone. This time not only we failed to obtain the blueprint, even the Tears of Severing Soul that we obtained were fake. All our clues have been cut off. The Hierarch was right, we have suffered a crushing defeat. But I am not resigned to my defeat! No matter how long I wait, I am just an extra person. "
Jiang Liechen said, "If you haven't gained anything, how can you talk about losing anything? The fake Tears of Severing Soul were obtained by Menglin by feigning civility with Prince Yu; we have always disdained such things. Everything has returned to the starting point. Based on the two of us, I don't believe we can't achieve anything. " Seeing that An Yesun's eyebrows were slightly relaxed, she knew that his mind had changed. She smiled and said, "Stay, Best Partner. There are many matters in the Cult that I can't handle alone, but I still need your help. "An Yesun was enlightened; he respectfully replied," Yes! "But as soon as he thought about how he had 'never possessed' Chu Menglin, his mood turned gloomy.
Recently, the Cult of Sacrifice Shadow disciples had begun to decorate their new rooms, creating a rare festive atmosphere in the Cult. Jiang Liechen lived in seclusion, but An Yesun was running around everywhere, directing the hanging of colored ribbons, supervising the beating of gongs and drums, making sure that the pitch was high and low, and the rhythm was relaxed. He was more attentive than usual.
Ever since Chu Menglin was locked up in the secret prison, she did not know whether it was day or night, she did not eat or drink, and spent every day dejectedly in a corner. The disciples had been oppressed by her for many years, their hearts were filled with resentment, so they worked especially hard during the execution. On the surface, they were carrying out the Hierarch's orders, but in reality, they were avenging their personal grudges, so they used all their strength to beat her. Because An Yesun doted on her without equal and listened to her every word, she was also dissatisfied with him. After several severe punishments, she was almost beaten half to death. Every time she moved, she would touch the wounds everywhere.
The disciples really obeyed the order and never sent any food. At the beginning of the first day, they were hungry and thirsty, but once they were too hungry, they didn't find it difficult to endure. Occasionally, they would feel a burning sensation in their stomachs, but it would disappear in an instant. Being humiliated in this dark environment made him want to kill himself several times. However, he didn't want to die with regrets before he saw Dodo and asked her about the truth. The shackles on his hands were made of extraterrestrial black iron. He tried to pull it a few times, but it didn't budge. Fortunately, he didn't have much hope, so he wasn't particularly disappointed.
He didn't know how many days passed, but he heard the rusty iron door creak open. A few spots of light spilled into his eyes, and a disciple wearing tights walked in with a bamboo basket. Chu Menglin had just sat up when he suddenly felt dizzy. In the darkness, he saw several stars. When he could see clearly again, the disciple was already in front of him. He took out a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns from the bamboo basket. Chu Menglin used the tip of his tongue to moisten his dry and cracked lips and asked, "Is it the auspicious time?" He hadn't spoken for many days, so his throat was extremely hoarse. His voice was as thin as gossamer, and he was surprised that his physical strength had weakened to this extent.
The disciple said, "The Hierarch ordered us to bow to heaven and earth tomorrow. The wedding will be simple. Miss, please eat something first and recover some of your strength. "
Chu Menglin sneered, "My father still remembers to take care of me? Let me faint from hunger. No, I should starve to death. Doesn't that fellow Jiang Liechen love to be the center of attention the most? Hey, hey, to let him take a dead person as his new wife, that would be unprecedented, the only one … "But if he died first, then he would lose his life. No matter how wonderful the play was, he wouldn't be able to watch it. After thinking for a moment, he said, "My hands are still cuffed. Help me to untie them first, then I'll eat."
The disciple said, "That's not subordinate's responsibility. The key only belongs to the Young Master. "Chu Menglin angrily said," Young Master again? Alright, I was going to eat, but hearing you mention him, I got angry. I don't want to eat, you can feed the pigs! "
The disciple said, "More or less you must eat some, otherwise subordinate won't be able to explain it to the Young Master. Won't you make things difficult for subordinate? Your hands are inconvenient, let subordinate feed you. "He lifted the bowl to Chu Menglin's mouth. The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener did. Chu Menglin thought the disciple was deliberately mocking him; he raised his hand and hit the side of the bowl. The disciple pulled his hand back and the bowl fell to the ground. The porridge also soaked the steamed bun. Chu Menglin proudly clapped his hands and laughed heartily, "This is overturned. Do you want me to eat the dirty things on the floor?"
The disciple looked at the mess on the floor, he wanted to clean it up, but he didn't know where to start. At this moment another disciple walked in from outside the prison door. He was thin and had a long horse face, his stature was slightly taller. In a sharp voice he said, "Er Di is really patient to waste time with our Da Xiaojie. I don't have such a good temperament." Hearing him speak, Chu Menglin felt as if a ladle of turbid oil was poured into his throat; it was so disgusting that he wanted to vomit. He saw the disciple was holding his chin with one hand, his pair of small eyes were rolling around randomly, sizing him up from top to bottom. Chu Menglin hastily stood up and angrily said, "You dead slave, what are you looking at? If you look at me again, I'll gouge your eyeballs out! "
The Horse-faced disciple sneered, "Slave? Chu Menglin, do you still think you're a real Da Xiaojie? In the eyes of the Hierarch, what's the difference between you and us, the servants? In my opinion, you're even worse. After all, right now we're just prison guards, and you're just a prisoner. What, you don't want to marry? We all say that Young Master marrying a hag like you is the real misfortune of eight lifetimes; it's really a waste. But seeing that you're also a good-looking girl, you should be obedient. Since Young Master doesn't want you, he'll settle for the next best thing. Come and be happy with us. "As he said that, he reached out to touch Chu Menglin's face.
Chu Menglin hastily stepped back, but forgot that her feet were still shackled. She pulled on the iron chain and fell backward into the pile of straw. The Horse-faced disciple pounced on her and pressed his hands on her shoulders.
The first disciple whispered, "Big Brother, this isn't good, is it? Even if Young Master doesn't care about her, he can't bear to be cuckolded … "
The Horse-faced disciple scolded, "Idiot, there are three people here. If you don't tell, I won't tell, and this girl won't tell either. Young Master doesn't have clairvoyance, how would he know? Just wait, I'll give it to you when I'm done. " As he buried his head in Chu Menglin's collar, Chu Menglin felt his breath on her neck, and his hands gradually slid down from her shoulders. She wanted to cry, but had no tears. She laughed and ridiculed Lu Qian in the inn because she was sure that the situation was safe. Now, if his dirty hands touched her, she wouldn't be able to wash away the filth even after death. Just as she was panicking and at a loss, a cluster of warm liquid splashed on her face. She opened her eyes and saw something flying to the left. The Horse-faced disciple in front of her had his head cut in half, from the top of one of his earlobes to the opposite side of his neck. Blood gushed out like a fountain. An Yesun stood behind him, folded his folding fan, and stood proudly.
The first disciple immediately fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly, "Perished Hall Leader, spare my life, spare my life! I know that I have sinned deeply and have no face to stay in the Cult. From now on, I'll retire and follow my mother to farm vegetables and graze sheep. I only ask Perished Hall Leader to show mercy and spare my life! "An Yesun coldly said," Spare your life? Ask her first! " The disciple crawled over and hugged Chu Menglin's legs. He begged, "Miss, my big brother had bad intentions before. I beg you, on behalf of me, I've been trying my best to stop him …"
Chu Menglin was still brooding over that sentence, "Feeding a pig is the same as feeding her". He wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve and said, "I hate killing people. But you heard his dirty words. If word gets out, how can I still be a human? I'll have to cut your tongue … "The disciple hurriedly said," Yes, yes. " Compared to his big brother's head being smashed, cutting his tongue was a light punishment. Before he could express his gratitude, Chu Menglin continued, "Hold on. You can't open your mouth to speak, but you can write. Nobody can stop you from leaving behind a brush and ink. Therefore, I'll have to cut off your arms and legs. That's the safest way. "
The disciple was shocked. He said, "I've never studied, I … I can't read." Although it was inconvenient to not have a tongue, he could still make a living by grazing sheep and doing farm work. But without his limbs, he would become a complete cripple. Chu Menglin laughed and said, "No one can write when they're just born. You're smart and quick-witted, I'm sure you'll be able to learn quickly. I don't dare to take this risk. "
The disciple said, "No, no, no. I'm stupid and stupid. Even if Mister teaches me a thousand times, I still won't be able to learn a single word." He used both his hands and legs to shrink back. He was originally small and skinny, and now he wished that there was a crack in the ground so he could turn into a small worm and crawl into it.
Chu Menglin laughed and said, "People say that after reading a book a thousand times, the meaning will be revealed. With this kind of perseverance, after reading a book a thousand times, you'll be able to learn it. Ay, actually, if you really don't know it, it's not a big deal. You'll be able to hear what other people are saying, you'll be able to see their hand gestures, you'll only need to nod your head to show your cooperation. Counting with her fingers, she said, "But this way, you won't have anything left on you. You'll be better off dead than alive. You won't be able to kill yourself, and you won't be able to open your mouth and ask other people to kill you. Right now I'm letting you die a quick and painless death, leaving your body intact so that you can be reborn as soon as possible. Don't you want to be grateful? "
"Yes," the disciple said, "Miss' great kindness is as great as giving me a new life. Subordinate will never forget …" Finished speaking, his hands and feet twitched and white foam came out of his mouth. Unexpectedly he was scared to death.
An Yesun lifted his leg and kicked the two corpses away. He hugged Chu Menglin and said, "It's all right, it's all right." Chu Menglin leaned against his sleeve, she was speechless. After half a day she said, "Are you here to get me out of here?"
An Yesun saw her bright and hopeful eyes, he really could not bear to reject her. Gently he let her go, spread out a tablecloth on the floor, and waved his hand toward the outside of the prison. A servant came in carrying two baskets, carrying a plate of roast duck and several small plates of fancy pastries. He bowed and withdrew. An Yesun said, "I remember when I was on a mission in the past, there was one time when I passed by the capital. You liked to eat the coconut cakes sold by the roadside the most. It's been so many years, I don't know if your taste has changed, so I took some of each kind of filling. And this duck, the chef said it's authentic Beijing roast duck. Try it, if it's not right, I'll … "
Chu Menglin smiled bitterly and said, "You don't have to go to that restaurant. Different people make different dishes, so naturally the taste is different." Although she had not eaten anything for several days, there was nothing wrong with her, but suddenly the fragrance assailed her nostrils. Her stomach rumbled, and her chest and lungs felt as if they were on fire. She tore a piece of duck meat and put it in her mouth. She had just taken a small bite when a thick sauce spread in her mouth. The taste was not much different from many years ago. As time passed and circumstances changed, the sadness of the past attacked her heart. A few drops of tears fell down, she sobbed and said, "Yun gege, I'm just a pitiful little girl who nobody cares about, nobody loves. Why do you treat me so well? I have nothing to repay you with. Moreover, I have someone in my heart. In this lifetime, I will only love him. No matter how he treats me, I will never betray him again. I can't lie to you, I can't repay you with my body. I can't lie in your arms while thinking of someone else. "
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