sinovels Chapter 30 But My Brother Huzi, You Are So Stupid
Chapter 30 But My Brother Huzi, You Are So Stupid
The watchman's eyes flickered, and he let out a sigh of relief after thinking about it for a while: "I found the body near the Yanjin Gate at around [-]:[-] o'clock yesterday."
The answer was unexpected, but also unexpected, Ling Zhi looked up and down at the guarded watchman, his face turned cold, "Since you intend to rot the facts in your stomach, then rot."
Ling Zhi intends to let the watchman go, but the watchman is like a dog cornered by a big goose, cowardly and disappointing him.
Stepping out of the threshold in two or three steps, Ling Zhi paused, "There will always be someone to stop this knife. If everyone shrinks back, the world will be in trouble."
Ling Zhi doesn't expect the watchman to change his mind, they still have a second-hand shop in Fuchang Lane to start with, but the depression lingering in his heart is hard to dispel, when he puts his head on his belt, the people he guards can't even give the most basic trust Him, it makes him sad.
Ling Zhi was full of anger, his face turned dark all the way, and he walked to Fuchang Alley. Before he and Tong Hu turned into the alley, a familiar symbol flashed in front of him, like a stone knocking on the surface of a lake, and the sleeping chicken skin Pimple jumped out.
Pulling Tong Hu back two steps, Ling Zhi pointed to the wall and said, "Look at this—"
The symbol on the wall is almost the same as the indentation of the wind chime in Ningping Village. If there is any difference, there is an extra triangle on the side that is not regular.
Without even thinking about it, Tong Hu pulled Ling Zhishun to the depths of the alley, "In the era I lived before, the triangle is the front end of the arrow symbol, which means guiding the way."
"Guiding the way?" Ling Zhi raised his head, and the blocked central nervous system was instantly opened up. The command that hadn't been transmitted to the brain memory before, at this moment he accurately found out what he was looking for, "I remembered, this symbol is the wind chime in the old woman's hand !"
As soon as Ling Zhi finished speaking, Tong Hu stopped in front of the black gate, and a second symbol appeared, this time a triangle pointing upwards, as if to lead them into the courtyard.
Only then did Tong Hu discover that the walls of the entire Fuchang Lane were higher than Deqing Lane.
"Come in?" Tong Hu asked.
"Of course you have to enter. A private house is no better than a shop with its doors open for business. Let's keep a low profile." Bending down, he picked up a medium-sized stone and held it in his hand, Ling Zhi walked towards the west side of the wall with silly steps .
If the "roundworm" becomes a genius, he can know what kind of "shit" is in his stomach without poking his fart/butt. Tong Hu curled his lips and said with a smile: "Why? Are you worried about vicious dogs in the yard?"
Ling Zhi hummed first, and then made his answer more specific, "Violent dogs are one of them, I think there will be institutions in the courtyard, and the dead old woman will take a slant, the more impossible the places where there are institutions, the more likely we will stumble. "
Ling Zhi still has lingering fears about the mechanism in the tomb passage. If Tong Hu hadn't followed him at the bottom, his soul would have been bitten by a mad dog by now.
Glancing left and right, Ling Zhi threw the stone into the courtyard while no one raised his hand. The stone drew a parabola in the air, and then fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
He didn't hear "Yao Mozi" fluttering, so Ling Zhi casually grabbed a piece of tender grass and wiped it on the wall, the length of which was about the same as the waist plate of the six doors.
The traces of green grass are the secret signal for him and Zhao Wanli to communicate with each other. They are far more useful than piles of stones that can be scattered with a kick. They are not conspicuous and can be found everywhere.
"wait for me."
While Tong Hu was talking, he retreated and stepped on the wall and ran up easily. He saw that there was no one in the courtyard, and reached out to pick up Ling Zhi.
There has been no rain in the city of Chengdu recently, so it is hard to ignore the loose feeling of the foot when it fell to the ground. Lingzhi instinctively picked up the soil and rubbed it lightly on his fingertips. Although the soil is no longer wet, he can still feel that it has been turned over in the past two days. of.
The size of the house is like half an alley being opened up. It is reasonable to say that mountains, ponds, and gardens are standard configurations, but here you can see a large area of soil, and there is a rustic atmosphere of seclusion in the busy city.
"Someone is coming."
There were faint footsteps approaching, and Tong Hu alertly pulled Ling Zhi to the nearest shelter.
As soon as the two stood still, six guards came from the long corridor. Ling Zhi's heart jumped into his throat, and the rows of footprints on the soil were like a reminder that they might strangle their throats at any time.
Ling Zhi almost gave up his breath, clinging to the wall to hide his shadow in a dark place, fortunately those few people patrolled enough to be fooled, chatting happily and passing by in a flash.
Watching the little ghost go away, a faint smell of urine penetrated into the nostrils with the relaxation of spirit. Ling Zhi was about to tell Tong Hu about this "strange smell", seeing that Tong Hu's brows were also deeply frowned, so he asked: " Smell it?"
Tong Hu nodded.
Of course, such a big house couldn't be a hut. The two walked around to the main entrance and found that there was a copper spring lock on the door, and the windows on both sides were also nailed tightly with wooden boards.
Nothing can seduce people's curiosity more than "300 taels of silver here". Ling Zhi took off the hairpin and poked the keyhole skillfully. Click, the lock popped open.
When the door was pushed open, the smell of urine was so strong that Ling Zhi tentatively placed the spring lock on the ground. Before he could take the next step, the two floor tiles in front of the door were suddenly opened downwards, just like a mechanism well.
What's more, there is a strong corpse smell transpiring from the well, and the smell of urine in the house forms an irritating gas combining feces, urine and fart. If it weren't for Ling Zhi's experience of "corpse", an ordinary person would have to empty his stomach.
Stepping past the gate, Ling Zhi went straight to the shelf table which was nearly ten feet long. There was a hollow carved table on both ends of the table. Among them, there were thick needles on the upper layer of the left table, scrapers on the lower layer, and a squeegee on the right. empty.
The fingertips slid across the surface of the table, and the touch was not completely smooth. Ling Zhi sniffed the fingertips carefully to explain Tong Hu's doubts, "This room should be used to dry the fruit slurry in the shade, but the things disappeared after drying in the shade."
"Gone?"
Detouring to Ling Zhi from the opposite side of the case, Tong Hu's palm brushed across the case, and his vision was distorted immediately, the footsteps coming in and out squeezed into his eyes, and the noisy chatter continued in his ears.
Under the eyelids, his hands were methodically storing the dry things on the desk, and a small basket was soon filled.
The left hand held the basket in his bosom, and the right hand moved to the hollow carved table, but there was nothing in sight, only the hand fumbled, and with a bang, something moved away.
Tong Hu took a picture of the gourd painting, and really felt a cylindrical protrusion in the corner of the carving. He pressed it but didn't press it, and turned it, but there was no response. Finally, he used the method of a car in gear to break it vigorously. The stone painting behind him shifted and made a sound.
Behind the stone painting is not a secret passage, but a storage room with a depth of one foot. There are about eight wide peach wood shelves, and hundreds of baskets are stacked.
Ling Zhi stared blankly at the shelf with his lips slightly parted. He took three long, deep breaths from shock to tearing and then to overcoming fear.
He took out the fire pocket from Tong Hu's arms, and pushed Tong Hu out like killing a donkey, "You go first, I'll burn it."
Ling Zhi didn't want to be a bodhisattva who would save all living beings, but this thing was right in front of him, and he couldn't ignore it quickly.
And he's always lucky... this time will be no exception.
"Are you kidding? You don't know how this thing works? It will be poisoned." Tong Hu was so stupid by Ling Zhi's sense of mission that he vomited blood. Courtyard, let's go back and find a way."
"If you don't do it now, there is no chance. Things will be transferred away." The soreness in his nose rushed straight to his tear glands, and Ling Zhihong pushed Tong Hu away and snatched back Huo Zhezi, "Brother Huzi, you go first, they don't Know that there are two of us."
Sniffing, Ling Zhi ran back to the storage room, took out a handkerchief to ignite and threw it on the shelf in the middle, then quickly tore the hem of the clothes into several pieces and set them on fire, and soon all eight shelves caught fire.
But he didn't stop there, and used the method of "go flower gathering five" to put on each shelf one by one, and the fire rushed to the roof, and the billowing smoke swallowed the light source like falling into hell.
The red flame drained the oxygen, and the wood was burned crackling. Ling Zhi knew that taking his life would be a temporary solution, not the root cause, but his ability could only go so far.
Exiting the storage room, Ling Zhi pushed through the thick smoke and walked to the door. The swishing sound of the rain of arrows pierced his eardrums. He took a closer look and saw that Tong Hu stood in front of him with many holes, and tears poured down instantly. Washing his little face blackened by smoke, Ling Zhi slammed his head into his broad back, biting Tong Hu's back shoulder in anger...
"Didn't I let you go?"
"Isn't it already gone?"
"Why are you still here?"
"What are you doing here!!"
What good luck?
fart!
It's simply a big joke in the world!
Without Tong Hu's protection, he would be just a poor motherless wretch who was taunted at the end of the alley!
If he didn't hang out with Tong Hu all day long, all his childhood memories would only be endless work at home.
If Tong Hu hadn't accompanied him to practice bravery in Yizhuang, how could Song Debao have accepted such a coward as his apprentice...
But what about him?
He passed the bad luck to Tong Hu, dragged Tong Hu into danger time and time again, caused Tong Hu to be injured, and caused Tong Hu's life to hang by a thread.
Tong Hu knew that he would not be able to get out of the body if the smoke entered his lungs, why was he so stupid to wait for him...
"You go, you go!"
Ling Zhi hugged Tong Hu tightly and turned around, his thin back covered the rain of arrows constantly flying towards Tong Hu. He mechanically repeated the movement of pulling out the steel arrow with both hands, whimpering, "You can go, you can..."
As the steel arrows jingled to the ground, the wooden stick fell to his feet as if resigned to his fate. Tong Hu had no expression on his face. He grabbed Ling Zhi's trembling stubborn hand, turned around and hugged the stubborn idiot.
The blood vessels seemed to be frozen by the wind blowing from the underworld, and they were collapsing piece by piece. The cold pushed them to the brink of death——
Tears that seldom fell concealed a myriad of emotions, Tong Hu's hoarse throat let out a warm voice of relief, and he said, "If I want to leave, how can I stay?"
Ling Zhi shook his head again and again, as if he had drunk too much peach wine, the end of his eyes and the tip of his nose were stained with a layer of residual powder, the blood loss made him dizzy, he stroked Tong Hu's thin cheeks, and smiled with tears in his eyes.
"The sun is shining at noon, and God is protecting my brother Huzi, but my brother Huzi, what a fool..."
There was a loud bang—
The collapsed house swallowed the embracing couple in an instant, the rain of arrows stopped suddenly, and the scarlet liquid in front of the door flowed down the steps, like a clean mirror, reflecting the clear sky and flying birds across the sky——