Si Tian Guan Chapter 20

    Even before entering the palace, Qu Chenzhou knew that he would die unexpectedly one day, but he never thought that he would rot in Liu Chongming's other courtyard.

    Listening to Liu Chongming's voice slamming away the door, his heart was a little funny and a little bitter.

    At first, I was able to have a good time, but when I think about the past two people together, I can't hold it anymore.

    The bedding he was lying on was not dry at all, it was all wet with the water poured during the torture.

    The ubiquitous dampness began to soak the wound that was barely scarred, and then gnawed and wriggled on the wound like life.

    Especially at the place where the branding marks on the back waist, as if a sharp blade with a handle was repeatedly pierced and pulled out.

    After the consciousness slowly sank into the darkness, the limbs were more like iron cones that could not be lifted up, but there was an anxious voice in my heart urging: Run, run!

    He held a swaddle tightly in his arms, in the dim night, while praying for the child not to cry, he ran desperately along the palace wall, and panicked in the chaotic footsteps Dive into hidden shadows.

    The Custodians wiped his hiding place and shouted away.

    He didn't dare to come out immediately, he could only curl up into a ball and choked in a very small voice: "Chongming, where are you...help me..."

    But this name did not bring him luck. When he escaped from the hiding place again, someone suddenly roared behind him: "Here! Catch him!"

    The feeling of falling **** the ground pulled him back from his nightmare, panting and looking at the strange surroundings around him.

    This is not the room where he was bound.

    Out of the sarong, you can see the bedroom door.

    When he fell off the bed, the gauze curtain was torn off and rolled up. He leaned on the edge of the bed in a daze, watching the sunny sun shine from the door to his feet. In a trance, he raised his hand.

    The ropes that bound the hands and feet have been untied and replaced by chains.

      With two-foot-long shackles on his feet, he couldn't run even though it didn't hinder his movement.

    Qu Chenzhou raised his hand in front of him to see, the bruise on the rope did not dissipate, but a thin layer of medicine was applied, and the clothes were changed into dry and refreshing Jinyun hemp, and the wounds on his body were also covered. Clean and dispose of properly.

    He sighed softly and climbed back onto the bed to lie down.

    Since he came back to life, he has not been able to adapt to it for a while, and many things have become different from the previous life.

    The most important thing at the moment is to slowly adjust his body. He is not afraid of death, but since he is still alive, he shouldn't be lingering on like this.

    Reciting the formula that he has long been familiar with, he breathes and breathes slowly, this is all too familiar. The long time in the palace, as well as the unbearable suffering, were all supported in this way.

    Every time I recite it, it's as if someone else is standing by my side.

    He lay for half an hour before he heard footsteps approaching gradually, then stopped outside the door and shouted from inside: "Are you awake? The eldest son wants to see you."

    If it wasn't for his brother, Liu Chongming would not be willing to spend so much time on these annoying things like he is now.

    He prefers to calculate his income quietly in the study in the fine sunshine, or put a reclining chair under the plane tree in the yard to enjoy the four o'clock wind.

    Instead of having to sit in the flower hall and deal with annoying guys like now.

     Sitting next to him is a young man in his early twenties, with a pair of pleasing eyes, always looking innocent and happy. The edge of the teacup looked at Liu Chongming with a smile.

    Liu Chongming looked down at the piece of paper in his hand, and when he noticed the gaze, he frowned slightly. I don't know when he started to resist the feeling of being stared at directly.

    Maybe it was when the man under the corridor in the dream raised his head?

    "Just found this thing?" He threw the paper on a few cases, looking unhappy: "I just want these, can I still make you run?"

     "What? It's not him that you want to check?" The young man picked it up, as if he was afraid that he didn't know the words, and read to him little by little: "That Qu Chenzhou from Qisheng Building, right?"

    "It's him."

    "This is incredible?" Fang Wuyi rambled: "I specifically went to his hometown to ask, the family is still there, and the people in the village remember him, he came from Changshui Town. It's not wrong to sell it."

    Liu Chongming knew in his heart that Fang Wuyang's result would not be wrong, but there was always something wrong with the result he thought, and he felt a little conflicted in his heart.

    "The house was sold at the age of three, and was bought by Qisheng Building when he was less than four years old. At the age of six, he began to list fortune-telling. Du Quan also knew that strange goods could live there, four times a month, each time Three hundred taels. My dear, I bought it for three taels of silver, and I can earn one thousand two hundred taels every month. It's really a black heart."

    "What about the divination result?"

      Shenglou went to read it, and I don't know where Du Quan hid the record booklet, or he didn't dare to remember it at all."

    Liu Chongming is also in business, he knows that this kind of thing cannot be recorded, but he will not show it easily.

    "Anyway, I'll check it out for you another day."

    "I heard that the first year of listing was the most popular, but Du Quan ran away before he could raise the price for him, and was beaten for half a month without getting out of bed."

    It turned out to be a repeat offender, Liu Chongming was a little troubled, and he could even feel Du Quan's anger.

    " Later, he ran a few times, and the number of times of divination and fortune-telling became more and more. The streets were full of half-immortal fortune-tellers, and there were not many of them, so no one went there. Last year Just took the sign off."

    Liu Chongming was silent for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by going empty?"

    "No one made an appointment, no results, and he was beaten and couldn't get out of bed."

    Although he also answered Bai Shilei's question plausibly, he still blurted out and asked: "How can it be so harsh, such a small child can do it?"

    "You think, what he sold was a death deed, and his parents didn't plan to let him go back. Isn't it still the master's family? And because it's so small, there's nothing to scare other than beating. Can you hold him?"

    "It doesn't work after so many times?"

    "It works. It is said that they have stopped running in recent years, and everyone has relaxed their guards. I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered this a few months ago."

    Liu Chongming knew that the time he saw it on the street, he also asked this question - why did he beat Pan He, why did he run away suddenly.

    The answer was ridiculous - I thought I was dreaming.

    "Then where did he go during the time he was in the Qisheng Building, and who did he have more contact with?"

    "He can't even get out the door, and where else can he go, at most, he walks around the three buildings under Du Quan's name, and he has to be carried by someone. Most of the time, he is enclosed in the backyard, giving Kitchen helper. Everyone says he's boring, doesn't talk much, doesn't talk to anyone."

    Liu Chongming felt that he had really met his nemesis this time. The other party was full of doubts, which was contrary to common sense.

    He even wanted to let it go, not to make any extra ramifications in this matter.

    Fang Wuyang looked at him with a smile, as if he could see his thoughts: "Master Shizi, you don't use your own people, let me, a savage, run for you, again For what?"

    "When I went to his hometown, I heard that someone else came to ask about him." Facing Liu Chongming's gaze, he didn't give a shit: "It's Jiang Xingzhi's person. "

    Liu Chongming's heart moved, he knew that Jiang Xingzhi was not aimless that day: "Jiang Xingzhi asked him what he was doing?"

    "Then who knows, they are all asking the same people, and he can't ask any tricks, but..." Fang Wuyang smiled slyly and put his hand into his arms: "There are still some small episodes. , Do you really want to know?"

    Liu Chongming saw that he had a few thin sheets of paper between his fingertips, and sneered: "Fang Wuyang, it seems that the next time you get stuck in the red pit, you don't want people to fish it out? "

    "Tsk, Shizi, you're so old-fashioned at such a young age, don't you want to be a good man when you're old?" Fang Wuyi took out the things in his arms: "I'm not curious why Xiao Qu is so small. Sold?"

     "Have a disaster at home?" This is the most common.

    "No. Their family is neither rich nor poor. There are five children in the family, and Xiao Qu is the third."

    Liu Chongming pondered for a moment, generally if he couldn't make it, he usually sold the first and last, the largest or the smallest, and few of them were in the middle of the ranking.

    "Because he looks weird?"

    "It's barely a correct guess. It is said that there was no problem when I was born. When I was about three years old, I became seriously ill. After the disease was cured, my eyes became like this."

    Liu Chongming looked at the paper in his hand while listening to him.

    "There was no other change. Then one day, he suddenly said that the neighbor's child was going to drown in the river, and the neighbor was so angry. I didn't expect that within two days, the child really fell into the river and drowned."

    "It is said that the neighbors were making trouble at the time. What can I do about this kind of thing? It's nothing more than being a child, and their family lost some money."

    "Later, he said that his eldest brother would be stoned to death, and he would not let anyone go out without saying anything. No one listened to him. His eldest brother went up the mountain, and the rock rolled down."

    "Not only the people in the village are afraid of him, but even his parents are afraid of him. After his elder brother's accident, the village could not tolerate him any more. Out."

     "Because Ren Yazi made him the only one in the sky and the earth, Du Quan bought him for three taels of silver, otherwise no one would buy such a small child."

      tomorrow.

    Liu Chongming has never understood how a slave lives, but when he thinks of those calm and unwavering demon pupils, a bit of bitterness inevitably arises in his heart.

    Fang Wuyang saw that he was silent, and suddenly realized: "By the way, Shi Yan told me that you never believe in these ghosts and gods."

    "It's not that I don't believe it," he listened to the sound of footsteps dragging in shackles outside, and put the pages back into the grid: "I've heard a lot of rumors, he looks weird, it's inevitable There are a lot of miscellaneous rumors in my life, what is it, I should see it with my own eyes before I believe it."

    The footsteps stopped outside the door of the flower hall, and someone shouted outside: "Master Shizi, someone brought it."

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