Yu Wu

Chapter 15

Gu Mang was escorted up by the housekeeper.

He was wearing an iron chain around his neck, rattling all the way, and appeared from the shadows with bare feet.

Unlike the last time Mo Xi saw him, Gu Mang seemed very calm last time, as if he was staying in his own territory, so he didn't see the slightest uneasiness.At this moment, although Gu Mang was still calm, his muscles were tense, and the sharp eyes hidden behind the long eyelashes scanned everyone's faces one by one, full of danger.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly, and Mo Xi's heart moved slightly.

He knew that his current situation was also very embarrassing, if Gu Mang suddenly brought up the matter of meeting in Luomei Bieyuan before, although it would not have much impact on him, it would not be a good thing after all.

But with such a rational mind, a secret place in his heart was secretly clamoring, hoping that Gu Mang would have a slightly different reaction to him.

It's a pity that Gu Mang disappointed him.

Gu Mang was not interested in him at all, it seemed that he was just treating him as one of those strange guests, and he didn't even stay on his face, just looked at him so unobstructed, and then Moved away without a care.

"..." Mo Xi picked up the exquisite jade cup on the table with a gloomy expression, and began to play with it silently with his eyes lowered.

"Well, a famous beast in the altar in the past." Murong said with a pitiful smile, "Gu Mang, what are you doing so nervous? You have been serving me in this house since you were a child. What's the point of revisiting the old place? horrible."

"Come." He said, beckoning to Gu Mang, "Come here."

Gu Mang slowly took two steps forward, his eyes fell on the incense burner in front of Murong Lian.Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be suffocated by the dreamy smell in the incense burner, sneezed, and suddenly turned around and ran away.

Murong Lian didn't expect him to attack suddenly, so he regained his composure and said sharply: "Catch him!"

Gu Mang's spirit core has been abolished, but his movement is still fierce. A pair of long legs swept across, kicking down three or four people, and then with one hand, he leaped into the air like a cheetah, dodging his attempt to grab his arm The servant fell firmly on the ground.

This set of movements is smooth and flowing, although there is no magic power, it is also very fierce.

Gu Mang kicked people away, looked back at them, scratched his cheek, turned and continued to flee.

"... After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the crippled Gu Shuai is more capable than this mob." He said, and glanced at Mo Xi, "What do you think, Mr. Xihe?"

Mo Xi crossed his arms, leaned against the chair in silence, ignored Murong Lian, but watched Gu Mang running back and forth in the hall to avoid dodging.Gu Mang's kung fu foundation was too solid, and it took a long time for the servants of Wangshu Mansion to subdue him, all of them were covered in sweat, with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"My lord, it's tied up."

"Look at all of them panting like cows. Those who didn't know thought that it wasn't him who had their spirit cores abolished, but you, idiots!"

The servant immediately buried his head lower, swallowing nervously at his Adam's apple.Fortunately, Murong Lian didn't continue to blame, but flicked his sleeves, and said impatiently: "Bring me back."

Gu Mang was brought to the center of the hall again. Since he had been disobedient, they had to use a spell to tie him tightly and escort him to the front of the seat.

"Your Majesty!"

Gu Mang refused to kneel, so he was roughly kicked in the hollow of his knee by those people, and fell to the ground.

His mouth, nose, neck, abdomen, and knees were all tightly bound by black fairy ropes, his eyes were confused and furious, and his originally loose robe was also opened, revealing a large pale chest.

Murong Lian got off the concubine Xiang's couch, still clinging to the silver spoon of the incense powder in his hand, leaning over to stare at Gu Mang carefully: "Chonghua is so big, I, Murong Jiangshan... General, where are you going? Where can you run to?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and gave Gu Mang a slap.

There was a crisp "pa", and with ten percent of the force, five red marks appeared on the cheeks instantly.

Gu Mang's head was turned to one side after being beaten, and he didn't say anything, but Mo Xi's eyelashes moved slightly.

"After training you for two years, you still haven't learned anything."

Murong Lian straightened up, smelled the scent remaining on the tip of the spoon, and suddenly turned to look at Mo Xi.

"Mr. Xihe, I heard that you are good at running the army. When you took over the eighth army left by Gu Mang, many veterans wanted to rebel, but they were all persuaded by your oath before the army. Since you have With such ability, why don’t you also come and teach this former commander of the Eighth Army for me? Let him learn to be good too.”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, signaling the servants to drag him to Mo Xi.

"Speaking of which, when he stabbed Mo Shuai in the chest back then, Mo Shuai should make up for this belated atonement and apology."

Murong Lian said slowly: "Now you are Daozu and he is fish, you can torture him however you want. Please."

Gu Mang can't understand many complex sentences, and he doesn't understand what kind of knife, fish, and fish, but to him, the word "torture" is like a frightened dog who is shocked when he hears the sound of a stick moving. , suddenly opened his eyes wide.He fell on the ground, his vision was limited, and he couldn't see Mo Xi standing behind him.When the two servants on the left and right moved him, he tried hard to turn around, but was tightened by Xian Suo who fixed his head, and the iron chain stuck between his lips and teeth was almost strangled into his flesh, forcing him to He couldn't breathe.

For a moment, almost all eyes in the hall were focused on Mo Xi and Gu Mang.

Yue Chenqing covered her eyes, and looked out through her fingers: "Shuai Mo, you two have hatred for hatred, hatred for hatred, but please don't kill people in front of me, I'm still a child."

"..."

Mo Xi didn't speak, he slowly bent down, half-kneeled on one knee, resting one elbow on his knee, and pinching Gu Mang's chin with the other hand wearing a black leather glove, and lifted it up.

Gu Mang's mouth was strangled by the iron chain, and he couldn't swear anything, so he could only stare at him fiercely while struggling to make the iron chain jingle.

For a moment, an inexplicable tremor rose in Mo Xi's heart. He didn't know why, but when he saw Gu Mang's disheveled clothes being bound by iron chains, goosebumps of excitement arose on his back.

Is it the excitement of finally stepping on the prey and watching it stretch its neck to kill?Or an indisputable rage?Or some other emotion.

He didn't know, and didn't want to know that much.

His black and cold eyes stared down, and in the flickering lights, his vision was full of Gu Mang's fierce and pitiful appearance.

"..." After a while, Mo Xi closed his eyes, stood up, "Take it down."

"Huh? What do you mean, Mr. Xihe?"

Mo Xi turned his face away: "I'm not interested in him."

Murong Lian smiled: "So that's how it is. I still don't know where I hit Mr. Xihe's sore spot and made Mr. Xihe unhappy." As he spoke, he added some fine powder to the hookah in his hand, He squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, then his eyes streamed and he squinted over.

"However, Mr. Xihe really admires me. After so many years in the army, he is still as noble as before. These men and women, lovers and beauties, all cannot catch your eyes. Out of curiosity, let me ask, what is going on? Heavenly fragrance and national beauty, you are the only one who likes it?"

Mo Xi remained silent, his face darkening.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was getting more and more tense, Yue Chenqing scratched her head and couldn't help but lean over to intervene.

Mo Xi didn't turn his head back: "Stay far away."

"……Oh……"

Murong Lian smoked too much, so he sneered and laughed: "Mr. Xihe thinks that Young Master Yue will become addicted after smelling such a little smoke? Don't worry, it's absolutely impossible."

"It's better to be like this." Mo Xi's gaze was like Wu hook in the cold night, staring at Murong Lian's face through the smoky mist.

Probably because the aristocratic family struggled for power, Murong Lian couldn't get used to the Mo family anyway, and had always troubled Mo Xi since he was a child, always wanting to find out Mo Xi's emotions and catch him.It's not once or twice to test his mind like this.

Murong Lian smiled, and sure enough, he continued to press: "You haven't answered my question yet, my huge Luomei Bieyuan is surrounded by fat, swallows and thin, men and women, and there are hundreds of people in total, Mr. Xihe Is there no one who is eye-catching?"

"...I don't need to bother you to inquire about my private affairs."

Murong Lian lightly smoked the hookah, pointed at the black bong with nephrite-like fingers, and puffed: "Hehe, why should you be so tight-lipped, Mr. Xihe? I know you cherish your reputation, but in my opinion, life in the world , being happy is good, those insignificant integrity and character are just like a passing cloud..."

As he spoke, he exhaled a mouthful of misty smoke, showing a vague smile in the blue mist, he blew away the smoke, and said slowly.

"Look, it's gone in a moment."

Mo Xi asked coldly, "Fame?"

"Xi and Jun are not close because of fame, but why?"

Mo Xi said indifferently: "Because of my obsession with cleanliness."

Murong Lian remained silent for a while, squinting his eyes, and exhaled a thin stream of smoke between his lips and teeth.

The two confronted each other for a while, Murong Lian turned his head and sneered, and lay back on Concubine Xiang's couch again: "A clean person, so boring." Saying this, he waved his hands to greet the other guests.

"Come, come, have fun, play as you want, you're welcome."

"After the banquet is over today, if the girl in my arms is still alive and not drunk, I will treat her as someone with kidney deficiency. From now on, Luomei Bieyuan will not be able to entertain you."

The house slave came over and asked a little at a loss: "Master, then... shall this Gu Mang be escorted back or put here?"

"Leave it alone, what are you going to do with it?" Murong Lian smiled, "Although Mr. Xihe is not interested in this, don't others want to play?" He glanced at Mo Xi, "Mr. Xihe, you You really don't care about him, do you?"

"If you really don't want him, then I will let the brothers have their own way."

"..."

Seeing Mo Xi ignoring him, Murong smiled pitifully, the glint in his eyes was like snake scales: "Okay." He nodded, raised his hand and nodded Gu Mang, "This person is too ugly, Xihe Jun looks at it." No, no more. You pull him down and have fun with you young masters."

The others were naturally happy, and they probably felt a little bit embarrassed when they bullied ordinary singers in public, but everyone applauded and praised Gu Mang when they insulted Gu Mang.

Who made Gu Mang a traitor to Chonghua?

All of a sudden those drunken monks were making fun of him, thinking of mean ways to humiliate him.

Someone saw that he was hungry, and threw a piece of sauce bone in front of him: "Eat it if you want."

Gu Mang's bestiality was the best, and he circled around a few times. Unable to endure hunger, he really picked up the soy sauce bone and brought it to the tip of his nose. Chewing in his mouth, a pair of eyes cautiously and intently stared at the young masters in front of him.

Mo Xi glimpsed such a scene from the corner of his eye, feeling suffocated in his heart, he could only turn his face further away.But the face turned away, but the voice couldn't be avoided no matter what, piercing in sharply and piercingly.

"Hahahaha, Gu Shuai, you are said to be a beast, but you really pick up the bones and eat them?"

The boys and buddies roared with laughter.

"Didn't you love cleanliness in the past? You want everything that falls on the floor."

"General Gu, where's your face?"

The contempt that filled the room could overturn the roof tiles, but Gu Mang ignored it, and just silently gnawed on that rare piece of sauced meat bone, and he gnawed away the bone in a short while.

He licked his lips, raised his head again, swept across those ferocious and mocking faces, and landed on the plate on the desk.There are small tower-like braised sauce bones, square and large, evenly fat and thin, each piece of braised pork is wrapped in rich sauce, and the oily red sauce is fragrant.Gu Mang stared at it silently for a while, then suddenly said, "Give it to me."

This was the first time he spoke normally after entering the room, and everyone was a little excited as if seeing a cat that had been silent all of a sudden meow.

"Give you what?"

Gu Mang was not polite, with the face of a beast begging for food: "Give me the meat."

Everyone laughed: "Hahaha, look, he will beg for meat!"

"I don't know anything else, but the flesh does. This beast on the altar, haha."

A young man sitting on the seat asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Gu Mang nodded.

The young master actually caught a piece, poked it with jade chopsticks, and handed it to him.Gu Mang took it, and was about to eat it, when the young master suddenly laughed and said, "You traitorous dog, you still want to eat meat? Go and dream about your blue sky!" As he spoke, the spiritual power of his fingertips twitched slightly. , the piece of braised pork that Gu Mang was holding was instantly extinguished into a puff of green smoke.

Gu Mang seemed taken aback. He stared at his hand in a daze for a while, then turned it over and over for a while, and finally lowered his head to search on the ground for a while. Finally, he was sure, he was a little confused He tilted his head: "The meat is gone."

In the wing room, a group of people scrambled to make him happy.

"Is it not easy to want to eat?"

Someone mixed vinegar, wine, sauce, and fat in a wine bottle and served it to him: "Come on, try this, fine nectar and jade dew, hahahaha."

Gu Mang probably had been thirsty and hungry for a long time. Although he didn't believe them that much, he still took the wine bottle. After smelling it, he felt that the taste was a bit strange, so he cautiously licked it.

After a moment of silence, he sprayed it on the man's face with a "poof".

"..."

Some people slapped their legs happily, while others were excitedly thinking of other ways to humiliate him. The young master who was sprayed was extremely ashamed. He took the veil and wiped his face, then grabbed Gu Mang's lapel and shook it viciously. Go to slap and scold: "If I give you a drink, you will still pick, pick your ancestors."

Gu Mang was beaten, and immediately wanted to fight back, but when Liao Guo destroyed his sanity, he also melted his strong spiritual power. He was no match for that monk at all, and he was strangled by chains twice. Ding Ding Dangdang couldn't break free, and could only stare fiercely at the other party.

That look is exactly like that of a wolf.

"Give him a good look! Beat him up!"

"Yes! Beat him!"

Who doesn't hate Gu Mang?Especially today, Mo Xi and Murong Lian were present, so those young masters somewhat wanted to curry favor with the two gods, and cast their spells mercilessly one by one, and the attack spells rained down on Gu Mang—as long as they didn't kill him , just pick the toughest one.

Gu Mang was quickly besieged without breathing space, but he didn't know why these people hated him so much, he wanted to speak, but his mouth was full of blood.

A few people still didn't feel satisfied, so they simply picked up the unfinished wine bottle just now, spit into it a few more times, then lifted Gu Mang's chin, and shouted: "Open your mouth! Swallow it down for me!"

"Drink it! If you don't drink it up today, don't think about going out of this door!"

This group of nobles were surrounding him to humiliate him, and with the eagerness to please Mr. Xi He, they tortured him even harder, when they suddenly heard a muffled "bang" in the farthest corner.

Everyone turned their heads at once, only to see Mo Xi, who had been silent about playing with the wine cup, suddenly got up, threw the jade cup on the table, raised his eyes, and his face was extremely gloomy.

The author has something to say: Alian: Hehehehe, there is a price to be paid for duplicity, don’t you care?Then what cup did you throw?

Mo Xi: Slippery hands.

Young Master A, B and C: Come, come, Gu Mang, let’s eat another piece of meat~

Mo Xi: ...

A-Lian (squinting eyes): Mo Shuai, do you want me to give you a non-slip cup?