Zhou Tong stared at the stone wall, his eyes became darker and darker, like two ghost fires.
That weak vibration may seem normal, but to the underground world with layers of stable formations and protection, it means something terrible—someone touched Zhou Prison's formations, and it wasn't like an insect thrown into a spider's web Plunging in like that, it's like a luthier stretching out his fingers, pulling a string, and playing it lightly.
Zhou Tong stared at the stone wall, but didn't notice that a drop of water fell from the crack of the stone wall on the top of the cell.
The ground is very damp. Even with the formation barrier, there are still many places where water is seeping on the surrounding stone walls. Even in this relatively dry cell, this scene does not appear abrupt. The problem was that the drop fell by coincidence, right on the spout of the flask.
The moisture in the soil was filtered through layers of crushed stones and formations, and when it seeped out from the stone wall, there was no trace of impurities, as transparent as dewdrops.
The drop of dew silently slid down the slender porcelain mouth into the jug.
At this moment, Zhou Tong turned around.
Xue He said: "Chen Changsheng should have sensed it, he would guess that you are here."
Zhou Tong knew that, so he left in a hurry.
He didn't know who the person who touched the formation was able to go deep into Zhou Prison.
That person should still be some distance away, but he still decided to leave without hesitation.
As Xue He said, that person probably wanted to use this method to inform the people on the ground of his specific location.
He said calmly: "There have always been many people who want me to die."
"me too."
Xue He picked up the jug in front of him and filled the empty glass.
Zhou Tong picked up the jug and filled his own cup.
Xue He raised his wine glass and said, "I wish you a slow death."
Death is a terrible thing, but if the process is fast enough, or can be called pleasure, if it is slow, then naturally only pain remains.
Zhou Tong smiled, clinked glasses with him lightly, then brought it to his lips to drink.
"No matter how fast Chen Changsheng's sword is, it's impossible to come here so quickly."
Zhou Tong looked at the quiet stone wall again.
This was the most secretive and safest hiding place he had arranged for himself, but at this time he chose to abandon it without hesitation and find another place to hide.
No matter how much Xue He hated this person, he had to admit that this kind of determination was extremely powerful. At the same time, he was a little curious and asked: "Although I don't know how big the snowstorm is today, I can imagine that at this time There are not many places in Kyoto that can guarantee your safety, where can you go?"
"Rabbits always leave three holes in case they can escape at any time, let alone us human beings."
Zhou Tong said: "You will definitely feel sorry. It's really not easy for a villain like me to die. At least I won't die today."
After saying this, he didn't say anything else, walked out of the cell, walked along the dark alleyway, and walked towards the darker front.
The bean-like lights on both sides of the alleyway are very similar to the faint light in his eyes at this time, they are all faint will-o'-the-wisps.
His figure gradually disappeared at the end of the alleyway, as if walking towards hell, until he sank into the deepest darkness.
Through the iron fence, Xue He kept looking at Zhou Tong's back, remained silent for a long time, until Zhou Tong disappeared, still looking there.
It wasn't because of emotion, nor because of some complex emotions that really existed in his heart at this time, he just wanted to make sure that Zhou Tong really left.
Water droplets fell on the stone wall of the roof again, and then there was a rubbing sound on the side wall.
Two solid stones were removed, and a cloud of mud squeezed out of it.
That's not real mud, but a person who has lived in mud for dozens of days.
On the night of the Tianshu Mausoleum's change, Chen Changsheng was taken to Tianshu Mausoleum by the Holy Empress, Tang Tang was kidnapped by the second master of the Tang family and returned to Wenshui, and Zhexiu disappeared after that.
No one has found any trace of him again, no matter whether it is the imperial court, the Li Palace, or the Orthodox Academy.
It turned out that he had been hiding in Beibingsi alley, but it was deep underground.
If you talk about it carefully, it will be very long and complicated, but it is actually very simple.
The cleaning department replanted the crabapple tree and dug a tree hole in the courtyard. He jumped from the tree hole and stayed underground until now.
No one knows how he survived these dozens of days.
But for Zhexiu, this is a very normal thing.
He is a wolf with unimaginable patience and perseverance. In order to catch his prey, he can wait for a long time and endure unbearable hunger and thirst. , A lurking lasts for dozens of days. Although the snow is much softer than the mud, it is also much colder.
Zhou Tong was the strongest in his hunting experience, and the prey he wanted to kill the most, so he paid more patience, and of course he paid a big price.
His face was pale and extremely thin. Although his eyes were still indifferent and focused, he was obviously much weaker than on the ground.
Xue He looked at him and asked, "You touched the formation?"
"No, I don't understand formations, and I don't know that Chen Changsheng will come."
Zhexiu's voice was very hoarse, because he drank very little water in the past few days, and also because he spoke very little.
Xue He remembered the day when he was imprisoned in the deepest cell, the voice from the stone wall was very low and hoarse.
At that time, he didn't know who was in the stone wall, whether it was a human or a ghost, but after he heard what the other party said, even if the other party was really a ghost, he would cooperate with the other party.
Xue He reached out to pull out the golden thorn from his blood-stained clothes, frowned slightly, and groaned in pain.
More than a dozen golden thorns were pulled out, but only one-third of the real length, which he and Zhexiu had prepared in advance.
In the original plan, he had to cooperate with Zhexiu to find a way to poison Zhou Tong, and then delay as long as possible until Zhou Tong was poisoned, Zhexiu broke out of the wall, and joined forces with him to attack. At the beginning, the reality was smoother than expected, and the poisoning was successfully completed. Unexpectedly, someone touched the formation and scared Zhou Tong away.
Obviously, the person hiding in the dark didn't know the existence of Zhe Xiu, and of course he didn't know Zhe Xiu's plan, but he also wanted Zhou Tong to die.
Xue He said, "Go and tell Chen Changsheng, I'll go after Zhou Tong."
Zhexiu didn't speak out against it, but it didn't mean he acquiesced, he just said that he wouldn't listen to Xue He's words at all.
He handed Xue He a bunch of keys, walked out of the cell, and walked in the direction where Zhou Tong disappeared.
At the beginning, he walked very slowly, because of his weakness, and also because he had been crawling in the mud for dozens of days, and he hadn't walked on his feet for a long time.
It didn't take long for his movements to become coordinated, although not very fast, but stable enough.
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In the dark alleyway, Zhou Tong walked forward, turning every time he walked, and from time to time, doors would fall down and be covered by mud.
The underground alleys are already dense like a spider's web, and through such means, they become even more complicated. He believes that even if someone helps Chen Changsheng break through the court's siege, Chen Changsheng finds the real location of Zhou Prison and kills him underground. There is no way to find myself.
Thinking of this made him feel a lot more at ease, and he stretched out his hand to touch his chest.
His brows were frowned, because he found that his heartbeat became a little faster, and he didn't know if it was because he was walking too fast or for some other reason.
Like... fear.
He didn't want to admit that he was afraid, he took a deep breath, and secretly channeled his true energy, preparing to calm down his heartbeat.
The true essence moves smoothly in the meridians, just like water flowing in a canal, suddenly, it meets a bank that cannot pass.
There was a sharp pain in his chest.
He started vomiting blood.
The blood was black.
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