Yu Wu

A dark room is an airtight, dark room.The inside is not as big as a cowshed, but the walls are a foot thick, and there are three levels of access control. If there are any major cases in Chonghua, and the heinous criminals need to be watched and interrogated, they will all be held here.

"There is no god when you raise your head, and there is no way out when you look down. In a lonely and desolate room, thousands of ghosts cry in the middle of the night."

I don’t know how many prisoners died tragically on the bone-piercing stone bed in the cold room, and I don’t know how many old blood creams have seeped into the thick and cold bricks and stones.

"All of you hurry up and stop the bleeding. Your Majesty has ordered that this person cannot die."

In the dark cell, the jailer was commanding angrily.The medicine cultivators under him were running back and forth in the prison, busy getting elixirs and magic weapons, and some young apprentices hurriedly poured out the bloody water that had been wiped off.

The jailer patted his forehead and sighed: "Oh my god, Mr. Wang Shu is too ruthless, what is this called..."

I was so busy that I heard someone shouting outside: "Mr. Xihe is here——"

The jailer almost bit his tongue off.

Wang Shu arrives, Wang Shu arrives, Wang Shu leaves and Xi He arrives, the two of them are the sun and the moon rising in the east and setting in the west, taking turns to not kill Gu Mang?

Originally, if a traitor was killed, he would be killed. How many people who entered the cold room for interrogation could come out alive?But Jun Shang just said that this person just wants to stay cool, so the two noble masters had a good time, and he is the one who is unlucky to clean up!

While slandering, there was already a steaming smile on his face to greet him, and he said in his mouth: "Oh, Mr. Xihe, you are here. You see, this subordinate is very busy, and I am far away from welcoming you. Please also invite Xi He Forgive me, don't be like my subordinates..."

The knowledge has not yet been spoken.Mo Xi raised his hand to interrupt him, his eyes didn't look at him at all, he just walked into the cold room.

The jailer hurriedly tried to dissuade him, "Mr. Xihe, you can't go. He's covered in wounds all over his body and he's not awake. Even if you want to interrogate him—"

"I want to see him."

"But Mr. Xihe..."

"I said I want to see him." Mo Xi said angrily, "Don't you understand?!"

"..."

"Step aside!"

The jailer didn't dare to block him anymore, so he quickly turned his body to make way for Mo Xi, while he followed behind step by step.

It was extremely cold in the cold room.

A faint blue flame licks in the skull lampstand, which is the only light source here.Gu Mang was lying on the stone bed, his white prison clothes had been dyed bright red, and there was still blood dripping down the blood induction trough, his face was terribly pale, and his eyes were wide open.

Mo Xi walked up to him silently, but he didn't respond at all.

The jailer carefully explained beside him: "Mr. Wang Shu suspected that he was related to the Hongyanlou murder case, so he used the indictment water on him, and tried to dig out some memories from his head with the technique of insanity, but it didn't work."

Mo Xi remained silent, only looking at the body on the stone bed.There were several medicine cultivators around who were busy treating the spell wounds on his body, but Gu Mang's wounds were too many and too deep, and he couldn't stop them all for a while...

The jailer said with a bitter face: "Mr. Xihe, do you think I lied to you? He is really dying. Even if you want to interrogate him now, he will definitely not be able to answer you with half a sentence, and Wang Shujun I tried everything I could before, but in the end I left in a huff, thinking about it, but I returned in vain. Think about it, or another day..."

"get out."

"..."

"go out!"

The jailer rolled away with a bitter face. He watched the medicine cultivators being chased out of the cold room by Mo Xi, and summoned up his courage to shout at Mo Xi's back: "Mr. Xihe, Your Majesty is going to live. Be kind."

Mr. Xi He has already lowered the triple gate with his backhand.

The jailer wanted to cry without tears, so he told his apprentice: "...well, go and get out the Tianxiang Xuminglu that Master has kept from the bottom of my box. I think that after Mr. Xihe comes out, only the Xuminglu can save that The life of the little traitor's dog..."

There is no one else in the room, a small and airtight world, just like the folk song said, "There is no god when you raise your head, and there is no way out when you look up." The thick wall separates everything in the world.Only Gu Mang and Mo Xi were left.

Mo Xi walked to the side of the stone bed, looked at Gu Mang's face with drooping eyelashes, and after a little silence, he suddenly reached out to lift him up.

"Gu Mang."

His lips and teeth were slightly opened and closed, his face was as still as stagnant water, but his hands were shaking.

"You wake me up."

Only those unfocused eyes responded to him.

The water of accusation and soul-absorbing techniques, no matter which one is very harmful to the mind, it is fine if you confess obediently, but if you resist, you will feel burnt inside and heartbroken.No matter how tough they are, they can withstand torture and beatings, but in the end they are all driven crazy by these two methods of extracting confessions.

Moreover, Mo Xi knew that in order to prevent the leakage of military secrets, the Liao Kingdom would often impose a secret-keeping technique on the soldiers.

Liao Kingdom's Secret Keeping Forbidden Technique was matched with Murong Lian's Soul Constipation Technique, and when the two competed, it was doubly painful.

"..." Mo Xi's throat throbbed, this was the first time he saw Gu Mang's appearance after being interrogated with his own eyes.

pain.

It hurts.

Gu Mang betrayed him, killed him, his hands were covered with blood, his crime is unforgivable.

but……

It was also this person who once abandoned everything in front of the Golden Luan Hall, regardless of his life, military rank or future, and yelled bloodily at the emperor, just asking for a burial for his soldiers.

It was also the same person who used to chat with him by the campfire and barbecue, laughing and trying to tease him who was silent.

This is the same person who murmured in his bed that he loved him.

That fresh, powerful, God of War body that never seems to cool down.

That young, brilliant, fiery boy who seemed to be burning for the rest of his life.

All that was left was the scarred ruins in front of me...

Mo Xi suddenly realized so clearly that he was not in the imperial capital for two full years. How many times have there been such interrogations during these two years?In the past two years, so many people have thought about prying the words out of Gu Mang's mouth and obtaining the secrets of the Liao Kingdom.

Reason is dissipating rapidly, and the pain is getting deeper and deeper.

"We will always be together, no matter how difficult it is, I will get through it."

"Senior brother..."

Mo Xi closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and suddenly couldn't bear it any longer. He gritted his teeth, and suddenly pulled him into his arms, gathered a bright light in his hands, and pressed it to Gu Mang's back, pouring the most pure and domineering spiritual power into his arms. Into this blood-stained body.

He knew it shouldn't be done like this, and people would find out if he did so, he couldn't explain why he had to run over anxiously to heal Gu Mang himself.

He knew better that he should hand over Gu Mang to the medicine cultivators in the prison. With the emperor's order, these people will not let Gu Mang make mistakes, and what Murong Lian did was not a dead hand.

but……

But he couldn't restrain this impulse, his heart seemed to be snapped out and torn apart, more than ten years of love and hatred, couldn't get what he wanted, couldn't let it go, tormenting him like this.

It seemed that if he didn't hug the body in front of him, if he didn't give him his spiritual power with his own hands, he would die in this cold room.

Most of the scars on Gu Mang's body were drawn out by Murong Lian's martial arts, and they healed very slowly. During the process of stopping the bleeding and healing his wounds, Mo Xi's imperial army robes were almost completely soaked. Beginning to recover slowly, he was convulsing unconsciously, and his bloody hands were shaking all the time.

After a long time, Gu Mang began to mutter.

"I have no idea……"

"do not know anything……"

Mo Xi remained silent the whole time, without saying a word, just hugging him like this.

He didn't dare to be too close, as if being too close would cause a great sin.But he was unwilling to let go, as if if he let go, his heart would stop here.

With his eyes closed, he slowly sent vigorous and continuous spiritual power into Gu Mang's body.

In the cold room, except for Gu Mang's unconscious murmur, there was no movement.In the end, in the silence, Mo Xi suddenly heard him muttering:

"I... think... I think, yes, there is... a..."

Mo Xi was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

Gu Mang's voice became softer and softer, almost like the sound of mosquitoes, choked with sobs, trembling, trembling.

"Family……"

The last sound fell lightly, but it exploded in Mo Xi's ears like a thunderbolt.

Mo Xi suddenly lowered his head to look at Gu Mang's face, and saw that Gu Mang's eyes were tightly closed, his long black eyelashes covered the green charm in his eyes, and the eyelash feathers were moist. Gu Mang choked up the words just now in his dream. Exports.

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Many years ago, he kissed Gu Mang's finger when he was deeply in love, and said earnestly: "I have been appointed Lord Xihe by the emperor, and I don't need to look at my uncle's face anymore. No one can influence me anymore." What, no one can stop me anymore."

"What I promised you, I will do it in the future."

"You wait for me."

"I was serious."

He never dared to say "serious" to Gu Mang before, never dared to say "future" to Gu Mang.Because Gu Mang always acted like he didn't care and didn't believe it.

But on that day, he became Mr. Xihe, he was no longer just the little Mr. Mo who was pushed aside by his uncle.He finally had the courage to promise the future in front of his sweetheart, as if he had accumulated a lot of savings for a long time, and finally he was able to buy a treasure, so he carefully presented it to his beloved, hoping that he would accept it with joy. Down.

He wished he could show his sincerity, wished he could swear all the vows in the world, just to get Gu Mang's approval.

So, he said a lot to Gu Mang on the bed that day. Gu Mang stroked his hair with a smile, and let him fuck him endlessly. like a fool.No matter how powerful he is now, whether he is Lord Xi He or not, his elder brother Gu Mang will love and tolerate him for the rest of his life.

"What do you like? What do you want?"

Gu Mang didn't say anything, and didn't ask him for anything.

But in the end, when he didn't know how many times he had vented into Gu Mang's body, Gu Mang was forced into tears by him, and in a daze, he didn't know whether it was because his sanity was lost or he couldn't stand it anymore.

Gu Mang looked up at the ink-colored fretwork curtain, and murmured, "...I...I think, I have a home..."

Mo Xi was taken aback for a moment, he thought that he would never forget Gu Mang's expression when he said that sentence in his life.

The person who was always smiling and indifferent did not dare to look him in the eyes when he said that sentence, but the person who was so confident could only shrink back and panic at that moment.

It was as if yearning for something too expensive, something that would never be available.

After he said this, he closed his eyes, and tears rolled down the red corners of his eyes.

Mo Xi didn't know whether those were the tears shed because of the bed incident in the past.

It was only at that moment that Mo Xi suddenly realized very clearly that the invincible Gu Shuai was just a slave without father and mother. He had been beaten and scolded for more than [-] years, and he never had a home that truly belonged to him. Never had a single real relative.

Mo Xi only felt that his heart was stuffy and painful. He leaned over and held Gu Mang's wet and trembling lips. While breathing, he stroked Gu Mang's hair and said in a low voice: "Okay. I will For you."

I will give it to you.

will give you a home.

This is the first time you've asked me for something.Whether it's a joke or nonsense, I take it seriously.

I know that you have had a hard time. Many people have bullied you and played tricks on you... So you dare not take what others give you, and you dare not believe the oaths made by others.But I won't lie to you, you wait for me.

You wait for me, I will work very hard, bathe in blood on the battlefield, become famous, and take all the military exploits in exchange for being with you.You wait for me.

I will give you a home.

At that time, he had promised so enthusiastically and naively in his heart.

It won't be too many years, not too long, I will give you a home, and I will always be with you.

The young Mo Xi caressed his elder brother Gu Mang's face distressedly, pleading so eagerly.

Gu Mang, just wait for me... okay...