Si Tian Guan

When Liu Chongming stepped over the threshold, the people in the room had already tidied up their hands and feet quickly, and quickly retreated and closed the door.

Qu Shenzhou was lying on his back on the bed, his eyes were covered with a black cloth, his hands were tied to the head of the bed, his feet were spread apart, and they were also tied to the bedposts.

Liu Chongming walked around the room and found nothing suspicious, so he sat down by the bed, saw Qu Shenzhou's fingers slightly curled up, and chuckled lightly: "Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you a few questions. "

He stared at the criss-crossing scars for a moment, stroked with one hand, slowly moved down, and wiped the dry corner of his mouth with his thumb.

"I haven't drank water for so long, are you thirsty?"

After being captured, Qu Chenzhou was tied up here for a whole day, and the rice water hadn't entered yet. When he heard the sound of water beside him, he couldn't help but licked his lips lightly and nodded.

Although he knew that what was waiting for him was definitely not such a good thing as being able to drink water.

"Answer me a few questions, I am satisfied, and I will give you water naturally."

Qu Chenzhou couldn't see Liu Chongming's expression, he could only feel his hands sliding down his cheeks and stopping on both sides of his throat.

"How old is this year?"

"14 is old."

"You're still so young, isn't it a pity to die?" Liu Chongming pinched the soft neck with his fingers: "Why did you run away?"

Qu Chenzhou bit his lip and answered silently.

"Where do you want to escape to?"

"Who is your master?"

"Aren't you going to say it? And..."

Liu Chongming's shadow covered the candlelight above his head, and breathed out on his face: "There are so many people in the courtyard, how did you escape there smoothly? Who told you the route? Or is there someone here?" Is it your internal response?"

This is what Liu Chongming cares about the most. The other courtyards are all arranged by him. It is absolutely impossible for people to come in and out casually, let alone a person with injuries all over his body can escape to a wall separated from the outside. place.

That hand was pressing on both sides of the neck, and gradually tightened, Qu Chenzhou's face turned redder and redder, but he still bit his lower lip tightly, without saying a word.

"As long as you are willing to tell the truth, I will buy you back from Qisheng Tower. What your master can give you, I can give you the same, and I can give you more."

The hands squeezed the breathing space for Qu Shenzhou to become narrower and narrower. After the eyes were covered, all senses became more sensitive, the wrists were bound to numbness, the wounds all over his body were painful, and the throat was suffocated.

Consciousness also began to trance.

Under the instinct of survival, he desperately tilted his head back, opened his mouth and panted heavily.

The hard handle of the whip pried open the jaws and hit the root of the tongue fiercely, as if it wanted to smash through the throat.

The pain and suffocation made him struggle, but his hands and feet were tied tightly, so he could only arch his back like a dying fish, and wake up in the severe pain in his lower back.

Just on the verge of suffocation collapse, the hand holding his neck was suddenly released, and a trace of air rushed in. He wanted to cough violently, but the whip handle in his mouth made the root of his tongue numb, making him unable to even do this movement. .

A ladle of water poured down slowly and unhurriedly, pouring it on his face.

Qu Shenzhou's mouth and nose were instantly filled with water, and the precious air was squeezed out, only cold water rushing in.

He finally coughed violently due to choking, but the more he coughed, the more violently the water poured in. There was a faint hope that he could breathe, but he was blocked again and again.

When he had struggled to the point where he had almost exhausted all his strength, the ladle was finally emptied.

Qu Shenzhou lay limp on the bed, desperately swallowing water, breathing heavily through the tiny gap, and that hand touched his neck again.

"Have you made up your mind?"

He tilted his head back, trying to get rid of the shackles of that hand, sobbing tremblingly in his throat, but still shaking his head stubbornly.

Under the control of death, he didn't even know whether he wanted to die or live.

Once again suffocated to the brink of death, and once again seemingly endless water poured down on my head.

Going back and forth several times, Qu Chenzhou struggled until he exhausted his last bit of strength, and fell limply on the bed completely wet by water.

"You can endure torture more than I thought, have you been trained?" Liu Chongming had a new discovery, and his fingers thoughtfully brushed away the messy hair on his face: "Haven't you thought about it yet? Now you can control You live and die, not your master, but me."

Qu Chenzhou gasped weakly for a moment, but still shook his head.

If Liu Chongming knew what he had experienced in the dark prison, he would not have thought that such torture would yield any answers.

But he wanted to give up struggling. To live again was a fluke. Facing Chongming, whether he lived or died, maybe this was the debt he should pay.

Liu Chongming was not annoyed, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "No matter what you say, I will protect you, how about it?"

Qu Chenzhou moved his lips, as if he wanted to speak, but the handle of the whip holding his tongue was pulled out quickly.

"Your Majesty wants to...know what?"

"Who are you, do you know me, who are you working for, how could you escape there, as long as you are willing to speak, you can say anything." Liu Chongming patiently followed the temptation.

"As long as you are willing to speak..."

The black cloth blindfolded his eyes slightly bent, and the corners of his mouth curved up a little, Qu Shenzhou knew where to irritate Liu Chongming, just like he knew how to irritate Pan He.

Death is imminent, might as well let him play tricks again.

"Is anything ok?"

"Can……"

For some reason, Liu Chongming tasted something bad in this inexplicable smile.

Liu Chongming didn't get a good night's sleep, if it wasn't for today's routine to listen to a few management accounts, he wouldn't even want to leave the bedroom door.

The managers came excitedly with the account books in their hands, intending to ask for praise, but they shut their mouths under the dark face of Shi Ziye and looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

Liu Chongming propped his head up, with dark circles on his face, he was so sleepy, and he didn't dare to sleep, as if he closed his eyes, the voice would be spinning in his head uncontrollably.

Can't hear a word.

The managers cut the long story short, put down the account books, and quietly retreated out.

He let out a sigh of relief, and wanted to calm down and flip through the book. The words in front of him seemed to be floating, and he couldn't read it at all.

I could only patiently turn over the Heart Sutra and read it.

In the past, when he was impetuous, his elder brother would ask him to copy the scriptures to calm down.

But after a short period of silence, there was the sound of pattering footsteps on the bluestone road outside the door, and someone ran happily towards this side without touching the ground.

"Chongming! Chongming!"

As soon as he heard the noisy voice, Liu Chongming changed from his previous calm and calm, jumped up from the chair like burning his butt, and was about to close the door of the study.

The person outside quickly stretched one leg in, got stuck in the crack of the door, and pushed the door vigorously with him, preventing him from closing it.

"I've heard all about it. When you said you went back to torture him, it turned out to be..." Bai Shiyan laughed maliciously through the crack of the door: "I didn't expect that you, Liu Erqing, who had been ascetic for 17 years, broke the precept on him , did he seduce you? How did he seduce you? I really didn't see it."

"No! Don't talk nonsense!" Liu Chongming's face swelled like a boiled prawn, and he stepped on his instep, trying to force him to get out quickly.

Bai Shiyan was able to pick up this kind of joke for the first time in his life, of course he was not willing to let it go so easily, he stuck his face in the crack of the door and asked: "How many times have you messed with him? I heard from people in the yard that the little monster screamed so loudly. That's called a soul-crushing bone, and the dogs two miles away are hard."

Liu Chongming was so angry that his hands were shaking.

What Bai Shiyan said about him before is absolutely true. When socializing outside, everyone knows the likes and dislikes of Shizi, and no one dares to joke with Liu Chongming on this matter.

Even Bai Shiyan dared to touch his Ni Lin in private with such a small matter, it was harmless.

So when the little monster writhed its body and opened its mouth to scream, he was stunned for a while, unable to react for a long time, and failed to block that hateful mouth in time.

Such a charming and sweet cry, like a ball of fluff that seems to exist but does not exist, scratches the most untouchable place in my heart, and the pain is unbearable.

Not to mention the dog two miles away, he unexpectedly found out that he also had a shameful reaction.

Unexpectedly, after 17 years of being Qinggao, once he was completely dragged into the pit, he could hardly speak clearly.

While he was blushing and dazed, Bai Shiyan squeezed into the door gloatingly, and looked into the study: "Why is it closed and not allowed to enter? Is it possible to drag people to this place? It's quite interesting." .”

"Bai Shiyan!" Liu Chongming roared, about to drive away the guests.

"Okay, I was wrong," Bai Shiyan grabbed the door frame and surrendered with a suppressed smile: "Chongming, you are thin-skinned, but you are also a prince after all? Do you want to come with us another day to open your eyes so that you don't have to worry about this little monster?" Fascinated."

"Which eye of yours is fascinated by me?" Liu Chongming clutched his chest, so angry that his internal organs ached.

"Okay, you're not fascinated." Bai Shiyan quickly smoothed his hair, pushed him into the door together, picked up a chair and was about to sit down: "Could it be that you got rid of someone with such a stinky face? Really boring."

Liu Chongming put his foot on the chair under Bai Shiyan's buttocks: "Bai Shiyan, if you don't speak seriously, get out!"

Bai Shiyan staggered and almost sat on the ground: "I'm not an outsider, so there's nothing I can't say."

Liu Chongming returned to the desk, picked up the Heart Sutra with a sullen face, and didn't want to talk to him.

"Speaking seriously," Bai Shiyan dragged the chair over by himself, put it in the old place by the window, and lay on his back comfortably: "The serious thing I came here today is...to ask why you suddenly became enlightened, okay? , Chongming, don't be angry."

Seeing that Liu Chongming was about to turn his back on him, he quickly restrained his expression, and swallowed his joking words: "I want to ask, is he fun?"

"It's not as fun as you!" Liu Chongming felt short of breath with chest tightness.

"Don't make trouble, we are close relatives," Bai Shiyan refused him solemnly: "Listen, what did you ask him? How did you ask him? Why did you roll on the bed after asking?"

"Get out of bed!" Liu Shizi was furious, and finally couldn't help swearing: "I never touched him! He called himself! I didn't do anything!"