Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 34

The reason why the dungeon is called the dungeon is because there is no window inside, it is really dark, and even the sound is completely isolated. The Wuyun Sect has a pure style, so the dungeon has been idle for a long time, and only No. 2 is with me.

It curiously sniffed the heavy chain on the ground. The jingling sound was very interesting, and it actually treated it as a toy, and it never tired of it until I stopped it.

At the end of the chain is a pair of shackles, which pass through the heel bone behind the ankle. It is said that they are used to abolish the prisoner's cultivation and make him unable to escape.

Of course, it was superfluous for me, but it was annoying that the wound could not heal, and the air was full of the smell of volatile electrolyte.

No. 2 is very smart, just say it once and stop playing with the chain, but the cat is a cat after all, and can never understand the meaning of the prison, just wondering why I don't get up and play with it.

The answer, of course, is to save power.

I lay on the cold and damp ground, staring blankly at the gap in the ceiling, which was the only place where light could pass through.I can't help but think of the chaifang in Jingfu. Jing Nian also grew up in such a dark corner. I used to think that he needed someone to take him to a bright and spacious place, but now I realize that I don't know him at all.

Although betrayed, there is nothing bleak about it, because this is where most tools belong.

Qin Yuyu came to see me once. Although his expression control was still stiff, his eyes were full of worry.

I said that everything is fine for me, except for the lack of light, I can only barely maintain the minimum power consumption.

After exchanging pleasantries, he still couldn't help asking: "Shijiu, you really didn't do anything to betray the sect or mutilate innocent people, did you?"

"Ah."

"I also don't think you are this kind of person." He looked relieved, "Master is angry now and can't listen to anything. I will intercede tomorrow and ask him to forgive me."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yu, but don't waste your efforts, after all, the evidence is solid."

"Can't Jing Nian prove your innocence? Then—how about you meet and talk?"

I thought for a moment and declined. "There's nothing to talk about."

He asked lately, "Is there any misunderstanding between you? Why did you suddenly come to this point..."

"There is no misunderstanding, I just feel that if I plead with Jing Nian now, it is probably also in his plan." I smiled, "Senior Brother Yu, you are Yanshi, who specializes in giving life to dead things, then according to your See, to a machine...well, what kind of person is the scariest to a puppet?"

"Heinous, disregarding human life?"

"No, the most terrifying thing is the unknown. I can't tell when Jing Nian is telling the truth." I stroked No. 2's furry head, feeling mixed feelings in my heart. "Maybe it's all a lie."

Qin Yuyu hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "Brothers, if there is anything I can help, just ask."

I pushed No. 2 into his hand through the gate. "Help me take care of No. 2, it is still growing and cannot eat prison food."

After Qin Yuyu left, Elder Xue came again. He still looked guilty, apologized to me, said that there was nothing he could do if he couldn’t spoil him, and said don’t worry about getting out of prison.

"Get out of prison? Three days later, I will be taken to Duye Palace and executed in public."

"No, trust me, as long as you wait honestly."

I dubiously asked, "Are you a prophet?"

He immediately denied: "Of course not, I want to be it."

"But you clearly have the ability to predict the future."

"How can I tell you..." He scratched his head for a long time before saying, "I need to complete some tasks before I can upgrade to a prophet."

"What mission?"

"It's just to promote the development of the plot... Hey, don't ask, they say you can't spoil it."

"If you say it, you don't say it. It's all nonsense." I raised my hand and pointed, "You can go."

"Oh...then take care, I'll be waiting for you at Genfeng Peak."

Time passed with the sound of my counting, and three days were only 259200 seconds, and it passed in a blink of an eye, and it was as Elder Xue said, no one escorted me to execution.

It's just that nothing happens, and no one comes, and the seconds continue to increase steadily.

The surroundings were so quiet that I could clearly hear the sound of the gears turning in my heart. Gradually, I no longer counted the seconds, but frequently stood by.

After all, I was still lucky, hoping to wake up and find that everything was a dream. I was still buried in the silent snow, and I never met Jing Nian, nor was I deceived by him.

However, the reality is cruel, the dream program works occasionally, but all the dreams are scenes of Jing Nian kneeling at my feet apologizing, reminding me that everything really happened.

It’s so strange. In reality, I am clearly numb and feel no pain. In my dream, I am sad like a drowning person. Every time I breathe, I try my best. Jing Nian looked at me quietly and asked me if I was in pain. I was trembling, and he bowed his head , kissed the wound on the ankle that was slowly scabbing, the eyelashes as long as crow feathers were stained with star spots of red, and even the eyes became gloomy.

He said: "Brother, you are crying again, I am already very light."

I said, "No, you made a mistake."

What hurts is not the bleeding wound, but my mechanical heart that is not strong enough.

It seems that the next version needs to be improved.I was thinking wildly.

Jing Nian didn't ask, he gave me a hug skillfully, as if he had done it many times.

Maybe I should dream and ask him if he ever regrets what he did to me.

But I didn't, and the sane instincts of the machine told me not to fool myself.

Then I woke up, laughed at myself and deleted the feedback prompt, and I was still having this ridiculous dream at this time.

I don't know how many days after I lay my body in the dungeon, there was finally movement outside. The person who came came deliberately walked lightly and cautiously, as if they didn't want to disturb me.

The light in the dungeon was too weak, and I could only see the outline of the figure. I asked, "Is it Brother Yu?"

He didn't answer, but approached the cell door and unlocked it.

The alarm bells were ringing in my head, could it be that the Duye Palace couldn't wait and sent someone to silence it?I propped myself up and moved a little bit towards the corner, but the chain was not long enough, so I could only watch him approaching a little bit.

"Who are you? Why don't you speak?"

The light leaking from the ceiling outlined a crescent moon on the ground, and he just stopped there, his face still hidden behind the shadow.

With this little light, he stretched out his hand, put his five fingers together, raised it in front of his forehead, put it down again, and used his little finger to point at the position of his heart.

Although I was not proficient in hand gestures, I roughly understood that it was sign language for apology.

But these hands are too familiar, the lines are perfect, like the luxuriant orchid leaves, the four sides are graceful, and they are as clear as rocks, the charm is in the bone but not in the skin.

I clicked my tongue, "Stop pretending, I know you are not Senior Brother Yu, Jing Nian."

He slowly put down the hand on his heart, and said: "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, you seem to be much haggard."

"No need, I don't want to see you."

I'm obviously in good spirits.

"But I miss my senior brother so much. In the days when my senior brother was away, I always suffered from insomnia until dawn. I changed more than a dozen kinds of sleep aid spices but it didn't work." Kneel down on one knee, remove the shackles, hold my ankle in the palm of my hand, and wipe it gently, like treating a fragile handicraft.

The more he was like this, the more furious I became. I tried to take it back, but I was restrained even tighter, followed by a hot and humid touch.

Because of the penetration of the chain, the wound has not healed for a long time, and the surrounding skin is extremely sensitive. I pressed the twitching temple and thought, Jing Nian is really crazy.

He had just become a blockbuster at the Ferry Conference, and it was when he was enjoying the boundless glory that he would actually follow the absurd conjecture in his dream to kiss and lick the bloody feet of a prisoner.