The Dark Prison is a dark room with no light. The inside is not as big as the cowshed, but the walls are a foot thick, and there are three levels of access control. If there is a major case in Chonghua, you need to see the most heinous criminals, and they are all carried out here.
"There is no god when you raise your head, and there is no way out when you look down. In a desolate room, ten thousand ghosts cry in the middle of the night."
I don't know how many prisoners died tragically on the Bianstone stone bed in the cold room, and I don't know how much old blood ointment seeped into the thick and cold brick cracks.
"You all hurry up and stop the bleeding. Your Majesty has ordered this person not to die."
In the darkened cell, the jailer was commanding angrily. His subordinate Yaoxiu was running back and forth in the prison, busy with spiritual medicines and magical instruments, and the little disciples hurriedly poured out the blood and sewage that had been wiped off.
The jailer patted his forehead and sighed, "Oh my God, Wang Shu-jun is too ruthless, what is this called..."
I was so busy that I was overwhelmed when I heard someone shouting from outside: "Xihe Jun is here—"
The jailer nearly bit his tongue off.
Wangshu arrives, Wangshu arrives, Wangshu leaves, Xihe arrives, the two of them are the sun and the moon rising in the east and setting in the west, not killing Gu Mang and not giving up
Originally, if a traitor was killed, he would be killed. How many people who entered the cold room for interrogation would come out alive? But Jun Shang just said that this person just wants to stay angry, so the two noble masters are having a good time, and he is the one who is unlucky to clean up!
While muttering, he greeted him with a steamy smile on his face, and said in his mouth, "Oh, Xihe-kun, you are here, you see that this subordinate is too busy to welcome him, please also invite Xi. Forgive your sins with you, don’t be like your subordinates…”
Knowledge has not yet been spoken. Mo Xi interrupted him by raising his hand, his eyes didn't look at him at all, he just walked into the cold room.
The jailer hurriedly dissuaded him: "Xihe-Jun, you can't go. He's covered in injuries now, and he's not awake. Even if you want to try him—"
"I want to see him."
"But Xihe-Jun..."
"I said I wanted to see him." Mo Xi said angrily, "Don't you understand?!"
"… "
"Step aside!"
The jailer dared to block him again, he turned around to make way for Mo Xi, and he followed closely behind.
It's very cold in the cold.
A faint blue flame was licking in the skeleton lampstand, and it was the only light source here. Gu Mang was lying on the stone bed, his white prison uniform was dyed bright red, and blood dripped down the blood channel. His face was terribly pale, and his eyes were wide open.
Mo Xi walked to his side in silence, but he didn't respond at all.
The jailer explained cautiously beside him: "Wang Shujun suspected that he was related to the Hongyanlou murder, so he used indictment water for him, and tried to dig out some memories from his head with the technique of deprivation, but to no avail."
Mo Xi didn't say a word, and only looked at the body on the stone bed. There were a few pharmacists around who were busy treating the magic spell wounds on his body, but Gu Mang's wounds were too many and too deep, and he couldn't stop them all at once...
The jailer said with a bitter face: "Xihe-Jun, do you see that I didn't lie to you? He is really dying. Even if you want to arraign him now, he will definitely not be able to answer you with a single sentence, and look at Jun Shu. I exhausted all the means before, but finally I left in a rage, and I tried to come back without success. You think it's better to wait for another day... "
"get out."
"… "
"go out!"
The jailer rolled his face with a bitter face. He saw the medicine repairers being driven out of the cold room by Mo Xi, and summoned up his courage to shout at Mo Xi's back: "Xihe-Jun, the lord wants to live, your subordinates Have some mercy."
Xi and Jun have already lowered the triple gates with their backhands.
The jailer wanted to cry but had no tears, so he ordered his apprentice: "... What, go and take out the Tianxiang Life Extension Dew, which is at the bottom of the box, Master, I think that after Xihe-Jun comes out, only the life extension dew can save the little boy. The traitor's dog is dead..."
There is no one else in the house, 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 stand up." Only Gu Mang and Mo Xi remained.
Mo Xi walked to the stone bed, lowered his eyelashes and looked at Gu Mang's face, almost silent, suddenly reached out and lifted the person up.
"Gu Mang."
His lips parted slightly, his face was as still as stagnant water, but his hands were shaking.
"You wake me up."
It was only those unfocused eyes that responded to him.
No matter which of the accusation water and the soul-controlling technique is very damaging to the sanity, if you confess obediently, it will be fine, but if you want to resist, you will feel that the five internal organs are burned, and the liver and intestines will be broken. How many hard bones can withstand severe torture, but in the end they are all driven crazy by these two confession techniques.
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.
Liaoguo's secret and forbidden technique was matched with Murong Lian's soul-repelling technique, and the two of them competed, and the pain was doubled.
"..." Mo Xi's throat twitched. This was the first time he had seen Gu Mang's appearance after being arraigned.
pain.
It hurts.
Gu Mang betrayed him, killed him, his hands were full of blood, and his sin was unforgivable.
But…
This is the same person who once stood in front of the Golden Palace, and abandoned everything in the future without order or rank. He shouted at the emperor in such a bloody way, and only asked for a burial for his soldiers.
It was the same person who used to chat with him around the bonfire and grilled meat, laughing and trying to tease the silent him.
It was the same person who once muttered in his bed that he loved him.
The body of a god of war that is alive, powerful, and seems to never cool down.
That young, splendid, fiery boy who seemed to be burning all his life.
All that's left is the scarred ruins in front of you...
Mo Xi suddenly realized so clearly that he had not been in the imperial capital for two whole years. How many times had there been such interrogations in those two years? In the past two years, so many people have thought about trying to pry words out of Gu Mang's mouth and get the secret of Liao Kingdom. How many times have there been such torture as life is worse than death, and how many times have there been so many times
Sanity is dissipating rapidly, and the pain is deepening.
"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. Suddenly he couldn't bear it any longer. He gritted his teeth, and suddenly took the person into his arms. Bright light gathered in his hands and pressed it against Gu Mang's back. into this blood-stained body.
He knew that he shouldn't do this, that he would be discovered by others, and he couldn't explain why he rushed over to heal Gu Mang himself.
He knew better that he should hand Gu Mang over to the pharmacist in the prison for treatment. With the order of the emperor, these people would not let Gu Mang make mistakes, and Murong Lian did not kill him.
But…
But he couldn't restrain this urge, his heart seemed to be torn apart, the love and hatred for more than ten years, he could not ask for it, and he couldn't let it go, so tormented him.
It seems that if he doesn't hug the body in front of him and lose his spiritual power to him, he will die in this cold room.
Most of the scars on Gu Mang's body were drawn by Murong Lian's divine martial arts, and they healed very slowly. During the process of hemostasis and healing, Mo Xi's military robes were almost completely soaked. Later, Gu Mang's limbs Beginning to recover slowly, he was convulsing and twitching unconsciously, and his bloody hands were shaking all the time.
After a long time, Gu Mang began to murmur.
"I have no idea… "
"do not know anything… "
Mo Xi has been very silent, not saying a word, just holding him like this.
He didn't dare to be too intimate, as if he was too intimate, he would have committed a huge sin. But he was unwilling to let go, as if his heart would stop here if he let go.
He closed his eyes and slowly sent the vigorous and continuous spiritual energy into Gu Mang's body.
In the cold room, apart from Gu Mang's unconscious murmuring, there was no movement. In the end, in this silence, Mo Xi suddenly heard him muttering:
"I... think... I think, yes, there are... a..."
Mo Xi was startled: "What?"
Gu Mang's voice became softer and softer, almost like a mosquito groaning, with choking, trembling, and trembling.
"Family… "
The last sound fell softly, 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 closed his eyes tightly, his long black eyelashes covered the green rhythm under his eyes, and the eyelash feathers were moist. Gu Mang was sobbing in his dream. Exports.
—
Many years ago, he had kissed Gu Mang's finger when he was in love, and said earnestly, "I have been sealed by the emperor Xihe, and I don't need to look at my uncle's face in the future. No one can control me anymore. No one can stop me any more."
"What I promised you will be done in the future."
"Wait for me."
"I was serious."
He had never dared to say "seriously" to Gu Mang before, and he had never dared to say "the future" to Gu Mang. Because Gu Mang always looked like he didn't care and didn't believe it.
But on that day, he became Xi He Jun, and he was no longer just Young Master Mo who was overridden by his uncle. He finally had the courage to promise the future in front of his sweetheart. It seemed that he had saved a long time, and finally he could buy a treasure that he could afford, so he carefully held it to his beloved, and hoped that he would accept it with joy. Down.
He wished he couldn't take out all his sincerity, wished he could make all the oaths in the world, just to get Gu Mang's approval.
So, he told Gu Mang a lot on the bed that day. Gu Mang smiled and touched his hair, while he was doing it endlessly. He seemed to have heard it all, and he seemed to just think the little junior brother was cute. like a fool. No matter how powerful he is now, whether it is Xi Hejun or not, his brother Gu Mang will dote on him and tolerate him all his life.
"What do you like? What do you want?"
Gu Mang didn't say anything, didn't ask him for anything.
But in the end, when he didn't know how many times he vented into Gu Mang's body, Gu Mang was wiped out by him and lost his mind. I don't know if it was because he lost his mind or he couldn't bear it anymore.
Gu Mang looked up at the ink-colored fringe curtain, and murmured, "...I...I think, I have a home..."
Mo Xi was stunned for a moment, thinking that he would never forget the expression on Gu Mang's face when he said those words in his life.
The person who was always smiling and indifferent, didn't dare to look into his eyes when he said those words, such a confident person, but at that moment there was only shrinking and panic.
As if craving for something too expensive, craving for something that can never be obtained.
After he said this, he closed his eyes, and tears slid down the ends of his red eyes.
Mo Xi actually didn't know if those were the tears he shed because of the matter of the bed.
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 20 years, and he never had a home that truly belonged to him. There has never been even a real relative.
Mo Xi only felt that his heart was unbearable, and the pain was terrible. He leaned over and pursed Gu Mang's wet and trembling lips. In the gap between his breaths, he touched Gu Mang's hair and whispered, "Okay. I will. for you."
I will give it to you.
will give you a home.
This is the first time you ask me for something. Whether it's a joke or a nonsense, I take it seriously.
I know that you have had a difficult time. Many people have bullied you and made fun of you... So you don't dare to ask for what others give you, and you don't dare to believe the promises made by others. But I won't lie to you, you wait for me.
You wait for me, I will work very hard, go through 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 innocently in his heart.
It won't take too many years, not too long, I want to give you a home, and I want to be with you all the time.
The young Mo Xi caressed his brother Gu Mang's face, pleading so eagerly.
Gu Mang, wait for me... ok...