"You..." Yan Xiaohan's heart was beating wildly, the weightlessness of stepping on the air with one foot had not completely dissipated, he stared at Fu Shen and stammered, "You..."
Fu Shen has a very good attitude and is very gentle: "Well. You say."
Yan Xiaohan: "…"
As the saying goes, don't give a smiley face when you reach out, let alone the Flower of Gaoling who easily refuses to give a good face like Lord Fu. Yan Xiaohan said "you" for a long time, but he didn't say a second word. The majesty of the head of the family was completely wiped out. So he turned his direction angrily, and scolded Wei Xuzhou with a slap in the face: "Why are there still people here? I asked you to dig three feet in the ground, and you can't even let go of the mouse hole, how do you do it? I Let you bring someone to guard Qingxuguan, what are you doing, ah? You are still messing around with him!"
Wei Xuzhou was wronged to death: "I, I..."
"What are you!" Yan Xiao said coldly, "If it's not just one person hiding inside, but a group of thieves, are you three melons and jujubes rushing to deliver food to others?"
"And you!" He finally regained his swearing aura and turned to Fu Shen, "Being in danger alone, think about who you are before making a fool of yourself! This is not an ordinary little thief, but a desperate man who dares to assassinate His Majesty in the palace. Disciple, if you really start to move, you are inconvenient to move, these people can't protect themselves, who can protect you?"
He was really angry, and the people around couldn't help shrinking their necks. Fu Shen said sincerely: "What Madam taught me is that I must be careful in the future, and I won't do it again."
Yan Xiaohan felt that Fu Shen didn't hear a single word, admitting his mistake was purely to coax the child, and his heart ached with anger, so he simply broke his hand, gave him a cold look, and said, "Hippie smile."
After he finished speaking, he ignored him and walked straight to the man in black who was nailed to the pillar.
Fu Shen hadn't been slapped in public for many years, and was stunned for a while. With his wrist hanging in the air, still maintaining the shape of pulling someone, he unconsciously curled his fingers, as if he had woken up suddenly, pulled his hand back in front of him, and stared at Yan Xiaohan's back somewhat helplessly.
In his impression, he didn't seem to have seen Yan Xiaohan get really angry. That person was usually restrained and would not shoot at him when he was angry. Fu Shen suddenly realized that he was always the one being coaxed, and he thought he was worthy of it. The people of the world are always waiting for others to admit their mistakes and apologize, and then go with the flow to be tolerant, or make a merciless cut. Even if it is coaxing, he never lowers his body, and only uses sweet words and jokes to round up the field.
But one day, the accommodating person will no longer be accommodating, and the condoning person will no longer condone, he will know what it is like to be left behind.
The scene was embarrassing, and no one cared about what happened to the person who rushed out of the scripture building. Those who know the inside story are secretly worried, and those who don't know the truth say that the two really don't get along. Fu Shen hadn't figured out how to deal with this situation, but the matter was over, Fei Longwei was handling the case, and he felt that Yan Xiaohan probably wouldn't want to see him getting in the way here.
He sighed, motioned for Du Leng to leave, and said to Wei Xuzhou, "I'll take my leave first..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaohan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and said coldly, "Where are you going? Come here."
Fu Shen didn't know why, so he didn't move.
Yan Xiaohan glanced back at him, as if he got up impatiently, walked over to take the wheelchair from Du Leng's hand, pushed Fu Shen to the front of the pillar, stretched his arms, and wrapped the chair back from behind with someone tightly, hanging down. He asked in a low voice, "Where are you going, eh? I told you a few words and you're going back to your parents' house?"
Fu Shen said, "I'm not..."
Yan Xiaohan: "Think about it for yourself, if you were me, how would you feel when I heard that you and Wei Xuzhou were in the Sutra Collection Building and saw the thick smoke rising into the sky across the distance?"
Fu Shen: "I didn't..."
Yan Xiaohan: "You weren't inside, and you didn't set the fire yourself. But since you know there's something wrong in the building, why didn't you let someone find me?"
Fu Shen: "..."
"Did I scold you wrong?" Yan Xiaohan squeezed his chin, forcing him to look up at himself, "If you have three shortcomings, I will not be able to live. I know you are not weak, but you also I have to admit that normal people in wheelchairs can't get the upper hand. Jingyuan, you can do whatever you want with other things, but in this kind of thing, don't take what I said on deaf ears, and don't pretend to be good at me. Ok?"
These few words can be said to pierce the heart and the lungs. Fu Shen's throat was sore, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a harsh voice, "I'm sorry."
Yan Xiaohan snorted and snorted. He didn't answer his words, but said, "Remember first. Go back and settle the account with you."
It was said that the husband and wife quarreled at the end of the bed and at Yan Xiaohan's place, he didn't even give Fu Shen the time to walk to the end of the bed, and pulled him back on the spot. Wei Xuzhou didn't know what the two of them said, but in the gap not blocked by Yan Xiaohan's figure, he seemed to see Fu Shen raising his head voluntarily.
General Wei, who had a family, covered his eyes and pretended to see no evil, while he was amazed in his heart.
The lips parted as soon as they touched, Yan Xiaohan bit Fu Shen's lower lip maliciously, and said in a fake manner, "Okay, let's get down to business... You can't be merciless with this knife."
Fu Shen was distracted by his few words, and his body seemed to be slowly warming up from the icy cold. He slowly followed the topic that Yan Xiaohan suddenly jumped to, but he didn't understand the second half of his sentence. A little dazed: "What?"
Fei Longwei tied the man up, Yan Xiaohan took out his knife, raised the man's face to show Fu Shen, "It's your old acquaintance, who has changed so much that you don't know him?"
Fu Shen stared at the thin, skeleton-like face for a while, and said in amazement, "Yi Siming?"
In the past, they traveled together in bridles on Baoyan Mountain. Later, in the Qingsha Pass, the sky collapsed and the earth was broken and a fatal arrow was shot. All the past, all the dust settled at this moment.
"General Yi," Yan Xiaohan staggered to block Fu Shen's sight, and said without a smile, "It's been a long time. I don't think the Jinwu Guard Academy is here."
Yi Siming stared at him with hatred, and said hoarsely, "Yan Xiaohan, don't be too complacent... Sooner or later, you will end up like Fu Shen."
"You don't need to worry about what will happen to the two of us. I think you should first think about your fate after entering the Northern Prison." Yan Xiaohan put the knife into the sheath and said, "Take it back."
"You dare!" Yi Siming struggled violently and shouted: "I am the third-rank General Jinwuwei, without the emperor's will, you dare to arrest me!"
Yan Xiaohan said without changing his expression: "The Taoist Chun Yang of Qingxuguan wants to assassinate His Majesty at the longevity banquet, and everyone from Qingxuguan and the others are waiting in the prison to be released. How do you know it's not an anti-thief comrade? This official has been ordered to preside over this case, and Feilongwei does not need an imperial decree to take you."
"Blood!" Yi Siming shouted, "I didn't know Chunyang was going to assassinate His Majesty! This matter has absolutely nothing to do with me!"
Yan Xiaohan smiled slightly: "Oh? Then what are you doing in this scripture building?"
Yi Siming seemed to be strangled by someone's neck, and suddenly became silent. After a long while, he said with difficulty: "I just... just take a look here."
"Don't bother to make it up," Fu Shen said suddenly, and said indifferently, "The room on the second floor of the Sutra Building is a full step wider than the first floor. There must be a mezzanine on the wall on the first floor. This place is remote and dusty inside. But the steps are clean and moss-free, so it can be seen that people come here often, but they don’t stay in the building. There is probably a secret room in this building, either behind the wall or underground.”
"The lock wasn't broken, so you should have entered through the window. You were only a moment before me, and when you realized someone was approaching outside the door, you hid in the mezzanine - or maybe you were going to look in the secret room. Things. But unfortunately, because no one has come recently, a layer of ash has accumulated on the floor of the Tibetan scriptures, and you left a footprint, half inside the wall and half outside the wall. "
"I guess you haven't left yet, so I asked General Wei to find some wet wood to light it. Whether it's a mezzanine or a secret room, as long as it's a place where people can hide, there must be air holes. There is thick smoke everywhere in the Sutra Collection Building, and of course there will be Floating in along the air holes, this is a natural way to drive away poisonous insects in a smoked cave." He chuckled, "Sure enough, it didn't take long for you to escape and throw yourself in the net."
During the conversation, the first group of Feilongwei who went in to investigate filed out, Shen Yice holding a box in his hand: "Sir, there is a staircase in the mezzanine, leading to the underground secret room. The secret room is estimated to have been cleaned, but only found. this."
He handed the box over, Yan Xiaohan opened it, and immediately realized, "Smoke bag pot?"
Yi Siming who was tied up on the ground suddenly twisted like crazy: "Give it to me! Give it to me!"
Fu Shen wondered, "What is it?"
Yan Xiaohan showed him the exquisite box of cigarettes, and explained, "In the case of Jin Wuwei a while ago, we suspected that he died of horse wind caused by the drug, and Yi Siming was also using that drug. The drug has never been seen before, it is a brown powdery powder, which is burned with fire and sucked.
Fu Shen looked at Yi Siming who couldn't control his drug addiction, and murmured, "He became like this... because of that addictive drug?"
Yan Xiaohan looked down at him.
He guessed the truth behind the ambush at Qingsha Pass, and also knew about Fu Shen and Yi Siming's youthful past, so as soon as he asked the question, he immediately caught Fu Shen's implication.
He is softening his heart, thinking of old times, and trying to push all these years of righteousness and powerlessness to the poisonous medicine that is intoxicating.
Yan Xiaohan knew that the two had a fateful friendship. Yi Siming was steady and shrewd, but he was willing to take the risk to take in the descendants of the Jin family for Fu Shen. And just a day ago, he had told Fu Shen that he could afford it and let it go, and no one forced him to take revenge.
But now, he must be cruel once.
"He became like this, not because of medicine," Yan Xiaohan put his hand on Fu Shen's shoulder, making him look directly at Yi Siming, "but because he is insatiable."
"A wolf's ambition, a perfidious person, is not worthy of your mercy."
The dark and calm eyes met a pair of scarlet red eyes. At that moment, they seemed to be standing at the two ends of the high-spirited youth, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and cast a distant glance, then parted ways and never looked back.
"You don't have to retaliate, but never forget who hurt you. People need to know the pain in order to live longer."