The third uncle always wants to elope

Fangfu

Master Fang and Wang Chunxiu had breakfast in the house, the gloomy weather outside today is not good.

Wang Chunxiu poured a cup of hot tea for Master Fang, and said softly: "This Li Wangba died yesterday at the gate of his mansion. I heard that he was frightened to death. Hey... How could such a thing happen?"

In fact, Wang Chunxiu was not really sad for Li Wangba. Li Wangba gave Wang Chunxiu a lot of good things in order to please Mr. Fang on weekdays. It is better to be sad for the gold, silver and jewels that have not been sent to Li's mansion.

Master Fang took a sip of hot tea after hearing this, but didn't reply to her, with a worried expression on his face.

Wang Chunxiu saw that his expression was not very good, "Master, you are..."

"Hey" Master Fang sighed heavily, and said annoyedly: "The emperor will come here for a quick tour in the next few days. He has already heard about our Fang family's wealth and power in the imperial court. Come."

Although their family has a great career, they are still no match for the deterrent power of the imperial city. After all, local snakes are just local snakes, and they also have to kneel down when they see the emperor.

Wang Chunxiu's expression also changed when he heard this, and said: "Then I'll tell Qian'er, so as not to cause any troubles, and let the emperor catch the handle."

Seeing her anxious expression, Master Fang calmed down a little, and nodded, "Okay, tell Qian'er that you can bear it for a while, and wait until the emperor is gone. The mansion must also remember to keep a low profile these days." , don’t make trouble.”

Wang Chunxiu shook his head, and suddenly something came to his mind, "By the way, the wild dog fed in the mansion bit Qian'er. If you find out about the emperor's parade this time, I'm afraid..."

Before Wang Chunxiu finished speaking, Master Fang naturally understood what she meant, with pensive eyes in his eyes, he said for a moment: "In order to avoid long nights and dreams, let's deal with that person tonight, and do it in a subtle way."

Wang Chunxiu nodded and said, "Yes, sir."

After finishing speaking, they began to eat their meals with flat faces, as if what they were talking about just now was not a human life, but a meal in the morning.

Early in the morning, he wandered around the mansion for a few times, not having any fun. Fang Shaoqian suddenly thought of the young man locked up in the kennel. His heart moved, and he realized that he hadn't seen it for two days. He didn't know if someone fed him No rice.

He paused before going out, then turned around and walked to the dog house.

As soon as he approached the kennel, an unpleasant smell of blood and blood came to his face. Fang Shaoqian covered his nose, frowned and walked in.

The kennel is very large, and the light is a little dark. There is a dog's food bowl next to it. A ragged boy is sitting in the corner, with his face slightly lowered. There are marks of fighting with the dog on his arm, and there are several scratches on it. The bones inside could be faintly seen, and the injury looked terrifying.

"Wangcai!" Fang Shaoqian was amused when he saw the boy's appearance, and shouted happily at the boy.

The young man had never heard of it, as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes stared blankly at his feet.

"Come here, there's a pie!" He took out a pie from his pocket and waved at him. When the young man heard that the pie came over, he stared at him earnestly.

Fang Shaoqian smiled, threw the pie into the food bowl, and then whistled loudly. The dozen or so black dogs that seemed to be resting woke up instantly, and rushed towards the boy ferociously.

Pulling out the long whip hanging next to him, Fang Shaoqian slapped the young man's back fiercely, and there was a scarred whip mark on his back instantly, mixed with other old injuries.

The boy who was eating the pie didn't raise his face, as if he didn't feel any pain, but the vicious dog next to him took a step back in fright, roared at him, and looked at him warily.

"Not even a beast"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Fang Shaoqian was bored, spat in disdain, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and took out a piece of pie from his bosom and threw it to him. Seeing the boy, he hurriedly snatched it over and wolfed it down into his mouth. Fang Shaoqian didn't bother to care anymore, flicked his sleeves, and walked outside.

...

It's almost evening, the setting sun is like blood, and the night has taken away the last trace of sunset glow from the sky.

...it's dark

Wang Chunxiu greeted all the guards and servants in the house, and walked towards the kennel.

Even though the young man was only one person, so there was no need to spend so much trouble, but his vicious nature was still there, Wang Chunxiu was afraid of unnecessary incidents, so he simply brought some more people with him.

As soon as she approached the kennel, a foul smell came over her. Wang Chunxiu covered her nose with a handkerchief, paused for a while, and continued walking forward full of disgust.

Wang Chunxiu covered her mouth and nose, pointed to the boy in the corner of the kennel, and said to the guards behind, "Bring him out to me."

A dozen vicious dogs in the kennel screamed at them violently, baring their sharp teeth ferociously. As long as they took a step closer, they would tear them into pieces.

The dozen or so guards looked at each other, some of them didn't dare to move, finally Wang Chunxiu got anxious and pushed out the guard who usually took care of the kennel the most.

The guard's face was full of panic, he shrank and didn't dare to move forward, seeing the young man squatting in the kennel, his eyes flashed intolerable.

Seeing his hesitation, Wang Chunxiu's eyes were full of impatience, and she cursed loudly: "Hurry up, go later, and I will drive you and your old woman out!"

After the guard heard this, he thought of the old mother in the mansion. She used to be a maid in the mansion, but when she got old, she worked as a washing woman in the mansion. The old house in the village also collapsed. , I'm afraid there is really no way out.

Thinking of this, the guard's eyes became firmer, and he stopped hesitating, took out a white flour steamed bun from his arms, and walked towards the boy.

Seeing him, the young man's eyes flashed a little, and his fierce eyes subdued, and he walked slowly towards him.

The guard handed him the steamed buns and said softly, "Come out, I still have a lot here."

Hearing this, the young man nodded slightly. This was the first time he began to react to what people said.

The guard turned his head and couldn't bear to look at him. After struggling for a while, he persuaded in a low voice: "Come out quickly! I'll give you steamed buns!"

The last two words seemed to be forced out of his throat, the guard grabbed the steamed bun in his hand and deformed, and his expression gradually became ferocious, but the young man didn't seem to notice the guard's strangeness, scratched Scratching the back of his head, he walked forward step by step.

'squeak'

Seeing the young man coming out of the kennel, the dozen or so guards swarmed up, wrapping the hemp rope as thick as a thumb around the young man's neck. The young man struggled so hard that a dozen big men almost crushed Unable to stop, the guards pulled out their knives and stabbed the young man's arms and legs, but the young man didn't seem to feel it, and struggled to crawl towards the guard holding the steamed bun.

The hemp ropes at both ends finally got tighter and tighter, and the boy finally started to feel pain, blinking his eyes and looking at their faces.

There was joy, indifference, and disgust on their faces, but none of them showed pity, because in their eyes, the person who was about to be strangled by their subordinates was not a person, but a wild dog wandering on the street looking for food.

There was fatigue and pain in the boy's eyes. He struggled to pull the rope around his neck, but the guards crushed him tightly, making him unable to move.

"sorry"

The guard holding the steamed bun couldn't bear the depression any longer. He gave the young man a painful look, and prepared to leave with trembling footsteps.

"Don't go..."

The guards who were pressing down seemed to have heard a deep and hoarse voice, and after confirming each other, they realized that it was from the boy in front of them.

"Don't go!" The boy's voice was louder this time, and the guard holding the steamed bun finally heard it. His body trembled, but he didn't stop. On the contrary, his pace became faster and faster, until he disappeared without turning his head.

"Don't go! Don't go! Don't go! Ahh!" The young man kept shouting these two words, his voice became louder and louder, and then it seemed that he wanted to penetrate the entire sky of Liuzhou City.

Wang Chunxiu was taken aback, and after realizing it, she hurriedly ordered: "Quick! Shut his mouth!"

After a guard came to his senses, he hurried forward and covered the boy's mouth, but just as he touched the boy's mouth, the boy opened his mouth and bit his hand in.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the guard let out a scream, and the others were in a hurry, and the rope tied around the boy's neck was also loose.

He chewed the flesh and blood in his mouth, and then spat it out. His bloody face was covered with cold blood, and his dark pupils were filled with murderous intent. The smell of blood and stench were mixed together. Apart from the stench, there was also a suffocating smell. Can't help trembling deterrence.

The screams in the backyard of Fang Mansion were endless, and the full moon appeared in the gray sky, but it seemed to be covered with a layer of red gauze, making the whole Fang Mansion look weird and desolate.

"Master, save me! Help me!" Wang Chunxiu ran into Master Fang's wing with his face covered in blood. Master Fang was in love with his concubine who had just been married. When he saw Wang Chunxiu running in, he was startled. After getting dressed, she hurriedly jumped out of bed.

Master Fang's face was full of anger, and he said, "Why are you in such a panic, you..."

"You! You!" Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man behind Wang Chunxiu who was walking towards them with a guard.

After reacting, Master Fang hurriedly shouted: "Close the door quickly, close the door quickly!"

Having said that, he took the lead to hide behind the concubine on the bed, and the concubine also screamed in fright. Master Fang thought she was annoying, so he pushed her hard behind her, and the concubine fell off the bed and rolled away all at once. When he reached the young man's feet, the young man threw away the guards, grabbed the concubine's neck and lifted her up in the air.

"Don't, don't, don't," the concubine cried and shook her head desperately.

But the young man didn't seem to hear it, or that he was irrational. He looked at the concubine numbly, and finally seemed to be sure of something. He opened his mouth and bit the concubine's neck fiercely. Her teeth pierced her veins, the concubine's almond eyes widened, she kicked her legs a few times, and finally she gradually lost her breath.

Before he died, he suddenly thought that in order to please Fang Shaoqian in Yandong last year, he ordered someone to throw the young man into the river for fun. It seemed that he had received retribution now. The concubine looked at the bloody face of the young man with a wry smile, and then slowly closed her eyes. Eye.

Master Fang and Wang Chunxiu hugged each other in fright. The panicked Wang Chunxiu suddenly felt a push from behind. She turned her head in surprise, only to find that Master Fang was pushing her away hard. Wang Chunxiu smiled coldly and turned around. The body also began to push and push.

The two of them pushed here for a long time, and after they realized it, there was a shadow above their heads. They raised their heads as if feeling something, and saw the boy's blood-stained face staring at them closely, pitch-black. His pupils seemed to carry the blood and resentment of those who died, and the lingering bloodthirsty gradually smeared in his eyes.

After Fang Shaoqian came back from the flower building, he found that he hadn't fed the boy yet, so he went back and took half a piece of roast chicken and walked to Fang's mansion.

The kennel was very close to the back door, and he was a little surprised why he didn't see the guard guarding the door.

Looking at the kennel with no lights in the distance, Fang Shaoqian frowned, secretly thinking that these servants were getting more and more lazy and slippery.

The closer he was to the kennel, the stronger the pungent bloody smell. Fang Shaoqian frowned, and walked slowly inside with the lantern in his hand, suddenly feeling a strange uneasiness in his heart.

The kennel was pitch black, and Fang Shaoqian couldn't see it clearly, so he moved closer with a lantern.

"Ahhh!" Fang Shaoqian hurriedly stepped back a few steps as if frightened, and threw the lantern and roast chicken in his hand to the ground.

The full moon in the sky is brighter, but the blood on the surface is more bright red, which looks very strange and depressing.

Through the faint moonlight, one can faintly see the blood in the kennel at this moment, a stream of small blood soaked the bluestone road, and the corpses of black dogs and people are piled up on the ground, with their eyes open angrily, unrepentant looking at him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man buried in the pile of corpses slowly raised his head, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't even see his facial features clearly, only his pair of clear eyes were surprisingly bright.

...

"Da Sha"

On the bed a young man was wearing an undershirt, muttering in a low voice.

The man behind him who looked similar to him withdrew his anger and said softly, "Why don't you count when you die."

The young man sighed, and said: "Brother, you don't have to vent your anger on me like this, isn't it because you were not allowed to go to Fangfu tonight! I don't know that there is something wrong with my health at this time!"

The man behind got off the bed, walked to the window and looked at the white sky, and said in a low voice, "Are you accurate in fortune-telling?"

The young man on the bed was stunned for a moment, then a dark light flashed in his eyes, he waved his hand with a smile, and said, "You just believed it, I just said it casually, how could it be accurate!"

The man by the window didn't speak, but his eyes were full of deep thoughts.