[Tianxia 3][Ghost ink X Wumeihou] I can't see the sky

In the months after that, only a blood-stained darkness remained in Qianzhu's memory.

Locked in a dark dungeon, I don't know the day and night.Starvation, whipping and torture, and subsequent high fever made him dying, but the most unbearable thing was the continuous humiliation and violation by the bandits.One person, two people, or three people made him pass out in unspeakable pain, and he was awakened again and again by vicious bumps and beatings.Countless nights, when those guys were full of beastly desire and threw him naked on the cold and wet floor, Qianzhu would struggle to climb to the corner, find out a piece of broken porcelain hidden there, and use a sharp edge to touch it. Rubbing around his scarred wrist, hesitating whether to end everything here.

However, every time, every time, he would give up at the last moment, put the broken porcelain back into the gap between the two wall bricks, and then cover it with straw.Even though he has encountered the most extreme humiliation for a man, he still holds a glimmer of hope, persists in wanting to live, and wants to see the world one more time.

Qianzhu has always known that ever since General Dingzhi went to Tianhe Pass, Shuzhou City's defense forces were insufficient, and any rash action would likely lead to disaster.And a mere scholar with no power to restrain a chicken, compared with the lives of tens of thousands of people in the whole city, is really too light.As long as anyone has the overall situation in mind, no one will take the risk of weakening the city's defenses to go deep into the enemy's camp to rescue him.

It shouldn't be expected, it's really stupid.The best choice is actually to kill yourself silently like this, without adding trouble to anyone, and without becoming a drag on anyone.

But...but...what if?Maybe the Dynasty army will be able to counterattack soon, wipe out this bandit stronghold, and let him regain his freedom?If he could survive by luck, he wanted to return to Jiangnan immediately, and wanted to see his mother.After leaving for so long, my mother must be very worried.If you go on a long trip next time, you must settle her down in advance.

And... brother.

In fact, no matter what, she doesn't want to admit it, since she was arrested, Qianzhu has been vaguely hoping that one day her brother Tianlie can come to rescue him.So keep waiting and waiting, even if the pain is so painful that life is worse than death, but still insist on waiting.

Day after day, time passed by little by little, so long that he seemed to have lost his sense of time, and from the words of the gangsters, he couldn't find any news about Shuzhou City.The cruel punishment and torture gradually exhausted Qianzhu, especially when Zhang Xianzhong kicked and broke his ribs, and the broken bone pierced his lungs. Since then, he has been coughing up blood all the time, and it has become worse recently, even breathing hurts. .

Qian Zhu knew that she was probably going to die soon, and her mind became more and more cranky.

Maybe... maybe my brother doesn't even know I'm here?Maybe he thought I had gone home?Maybe……

He kept finding reasons for himself and comforting himself. The closer he was to death, the more unwilling he was. After all, he still wanted to live.Finally one day, after waking up from the brink of death again, the once proud scholar couldn't help sending a letter to his elder brother with the messenger talisman that had been quietly hidden by his side, which was accidentally given by a disciple of Yunlu.

The persistence for several months seems to have become a joke, Qian Zhu overestimated her own strength.After hesitating again and again, he only used a few words in the letter, saying that he was captured by the Bashu rebels, and never mentioned anything else.However, even if it was so cryptic, the letter itself was already asking his brother to save him.Qian Zhu's fingertips trembled, and at the end he sketched a few pruning bamboos—this was his habit of writing home letters to his illiterate mother—the letter turned into a small yellow bird, which came out of the narrow gap of the roof. Cracks, rushing into the blue sky.

Qianzhu didn't expect to receive a reply.

The chirping of the bird woke him up from his almost comatose sleep, and he stretched out his hand in a daze. The bird jumped on it and immediately turned into a thin piece of paper.However, after opening the letter and looking at it, Qian Zhu felt dizzy for a while.

Tianlie's handwriting was all over the paper, every word and every sentence was full of severe reprimands.For some reason, Tianlie misunderstood that Qianzhu was in collusion with the gangsters and conspired to attack Shuzhou City. Later, he was imprisoned because he disagreed with them.

The letter said: You have betrayed your family and country, and you are full of lies.Now that I have encountered such an end, I have only made my own ears.Since you are in the enemy's camp, if you still have half a man's integrity in the dynasty, why don't you kill the head of the thief to make up for the mistakes of the past?

Unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, unrighteous...?After finally recovering from the shock, Qian Zhu couldn't help laughing.It never occurred to me that I would travel all the way, willing to take risks, and finally get such an evaluation.For the past few days, the cluster of fire that had been burning faintly in his chest was blown out by the sudden cold wind and turned into ashes. Afterwards, even those ashes became colder little by little.

Footsteps sounded at the prison door, kicking and stepping were heavy and steady, and he was an extremely powerful warrior.And Qian Zhu naturally recognized that this was Zhang Xianzhong himself who hadn't been here in person for a long time.

... If you still have half a dynasty man's integrity, why not kill the head of the thief?

The smile on the corner of Qian Zhu's mouth appeared again, and she took out the sharp piece of broken porcelain from the corner of the wall, and held it firmly in her hand.If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent, maybe this is the best destination, he finally doesn't have to insist on living anymore.

***

Tianlie stood on the bluestone wall of Shuzhou City, checking the defenses again.A few days ago, the news of General Tianheguan Dingzhi's assassination came, and he carefully suppressed it.The actions of the gangsters and demon allied forces outside the city became more and more aggressive. If the army's morale wavered at this juncture, one would never know what would happen.

Walking down the city wall, he saw Sikong Mo from a distance.The white-clothed scholar whose talent is famous all over the city glanced at him, then turned his head away as if he didn't see him.Tian Lie sighed, knowing that the man still hated him because of Qian Zhu's incident.

At that time, he heard that Tianlie was unwilling to send out a large army, and Sikong Mo was helpless, so he organized all the familiar forces to inquire about Qianzhu's whereabouts.However, he is a scholar after all, so how could he break into the secretly located and heavily guarded stronghold of the Shu bandits?At the same time, although Tian Lie had doubts about Qian Zhu, he also secretly sent someone to find out the truth because of his brotherly love for many years.It's a pity that all the hard work in the past few months has been like a cow in the mud, and I can't get any news, so I can only secretly pray for the other party to be safe.

Afterwards, all the uneasiness and worries in Tianlie's heart were broken by the messenger bird of Yunlu Xianju.At the end of the thin paper, there are a few dark and vigorous bamboos drawn, just like the signature of the letter presented to him by the ancient beastman.The strength of the pen is almost the same, and there is no room for error.

The evidence was clearly in front of him, and there was no room for him not to believe it.Feeling that he had been deceived for a long time, Tian Lie couldn't hide the shock and anger in his heart for a moment, so he wrote back the letter impulsively, asking his younger brother to assassinate the bandit leader.

Heh, how could he not know, how could a scholar who can't even hold a sword be able to kill Jiang Yang's bandit who has ruled the middle of Sichuan for several years.

That night, Tianlie received an invitation from Zhang Xianzhong.

The letter was firmly nailed to the city gate of Shuzhou by a feathered arrow, and the guards who guarded the gate immediately handed it over.Zhang Xianzhong said, the two armies have been fighting each other for a long time, and if it goes on like this, it will consume a lot of money and will not benefit both sides.It just so happened that the newly brewed peach blossom wine was ready to drink in the spring, so they invited Shuzhou Chengshou to meet near Ningmo Pool, the former site of the Academy, to drink fine wine and discuss major plans together.

That's it for negotiation.Tianlie discussed with the generals under his command again and again, and finally decided to go to the appointment.Because if he stays behind closed doors, he will fall into the prestige of the dynasty in vain, not to mention he needs to hear what conditions Zhang Xianzhong has to say.So on the second day, Tianlie arranged for the deputy general to guard the city, and he took the ancient beastman and a group of cronies to drive to Ningmochi.

Ling Chi