Gongqing bone

Chapter 36

After a cup of tea, the inner room fell into a deathly silence.

Mr. Gui left with the unconscious woman, and the guards outside did not dare to enter easily.

Du Heng and Xue Feibai also crawled out from under the bed, looking at Long Wanzong who was sleeping like a dead pig after being drunk.

Du Heng first took out his handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and blocked the lingering corruption in the room.

Xue Feibai also felt sick intuitively, there was an unspeakable strange smell in it,

The man's stench of sweat and alcohol was mixed with the smell of blood,

A smell of overripe fruit seemed to be silently saying that the things inside were also rotten.

Xue Feibai turned his attention to the person on the bed, because of drinking and indulgence at a young age, there was a bluish-white color on his handsome face;
The skin above the facial features also seems to be withered, no matter how you look at it, it is a young man whose body has been hollowed out.

Today, I will really turn you into a dead ghost, Xue Fei said sincerely.

Then he lifted the quilt on the side, trying to cover Long Wanzong's face, so that this guy could also taste what it was like to be suffocated, but the sleeve was pulled by Du Heng on the side.

Xue Feibai gestured with his eyes: Why?
Du Heng looked at the shadow of the guard outside the door, and it was self-evident what he meant.

Xue Fei closed his eyes, indeed, suffocating him to death is no different from poisoning him or stabbing him to death, the traces of homicide are too obvious.

But this guy's life is in his hands now, do you want to take the risk to end him?
Xue Feibai's mind is currently circling various thoughts rapidly, weighing the pros and cons one by one,

When he came back to his senses, he found that Du Heng had put down the heavy curtain, and the space they shared with Long Wanzong was even smaller, the light was also dimmed, and the atmosphere was even more depressing.

Because there was a curtain blocking the sound, Xue Feibai lowered his voice: "What is this?"

Du Heng didn't speak, and gently poked Long Wanzong's shoulder with his index finger, who was lying on his side with a smile, who was dreaming of something sweet.

After a while, Long Wanzong's flushed face from sleeping turned pale, his two not-so-thick eyebrows twisted together in pain, his hands subconsciously stretched towards his neck, and kept coughing and vomiting.

But he drank too much, and the wine mixed with white foam kept overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but in the end most of it choked back into his throat.

Now he is like a disgusting fountain spraying vomit, Xue Feibai thought.

Because he was too drunk, Long Wanzong was in a state of unconsciousness, the whites of his eyes were turned out but he still couldn't open them.

He wanted to roll back on his side to save himself, but Du Heng still used that finger to coldly press Long Wanzong's shoulder.

Xue Feibai thought to himself, it's really a feng shui turn, the woman who just couldn't break free and was unconscious just now was like an ant in Long Wanzong's eyes;
Didn't he fall into the situation of ants, cattle and sheep now?Let them butcher?
Even worse than cattle and sheep, his appearance is like a crab tied up on a steamer. As the white foam from the corner of his mouth continues to overflow, the signs of life gradually fade away.

The only difference is that crabs change from green to red from birth to death, while Long Wanzong changes from red to green;
It takes a stick of incense to steam a crab, but it takes less than half a cup of tea to kill a Long Wanzong.

The heavy curtain only held up half a cup of tea, and Long Wanzong was pulled up without even coughing, but the person lying inside was no longer breathing.

Xue Feibai really admires Du Heng. He is smart, strong and rational. You can always trust Du Heng!

The matter has come to this point, the two have hidden merit and fame deeply, and it is time to retire after their accomplishments.

But Du Heng turned his attention to the things that Long Wanzong scattered from his sleeve pocket because of shaking his body——

Du Heng used one more finger than before, and two fingers to pick up the thing, and took a look.

Xue Feibai naturally saw it too, and motioned to her with his eyes: Take it away?
Du Heng shook his head, it was not the time.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if someone knows that Long Wanzong has this thing but is taken away, then their hard work will be in vain.

Xue Feibai also nodded, indeed, the future is long, and they will have a lot of opportunities to take it away in the future, so it is better to go now.

So Du Heng stuffed the things back into his sleeve pockets, and Xue Feibai followed the way they came, and turned them out without a sound, without leaving a trace.

On the way home together, Xue Feibai couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked Du Heng how he knew that not being able to lie on his back after drinking would cause choking on his trachea;

In fact, there was another sentence behind him, how did she see that it was Shijue who rescued Du Zhilan in Xue's house the first time.

Du Heng was silent, her grandmother and her elders were in poor health, and she and her brother searched ancient books for good prescriptions in the early years, hoping for a holiday.

Although she is not a professional doctor and can prescribe prescriptions to treat diseases, there are always some unforgettable examples in the classics, such as dead bodies and suffocation after drunkenness.

But she didn't intend to tell Xue Feibai all this.

But that year, in the end, my grandmother passed away early, and my elder brother who grew up under my grandmother's knee was even more distraught;

Because of the anxiety of looking up ancient books and the pain of the death of his beloved father, he was so shocked that he couldn't get sick and stayed in bed for half a month.

Thinking of this, Du Heng couldn't help feeling his eyes dry. He squatted on the steps in front of a house, counting moss flowers the size of rice grains in the shadows.

Seeing this situation, Xue Feibai felt sore for some reason, Du Heng looked so fragile and helpless, like a child who couldn't find a home.

Maybe the question he just asked touched on her sad things, it seems... It has something to do with family.

Xue Feibai sat beside her, flirted, and changed the subject unnaturally: "Just now in that brothel, that girl—"

Xue Feibai recalled the desperate look in the girl's dark eyes, "She should have seen us..."

Du Heng frowned, what does this mean?Want to kill someone?

"Don't worry, she only wants Long Wanzong to die more than we do."

"Ah? I'm not..."

Xue Feibai met Du Heng's cold gaze, but still shut up embarrassingly. He wanted to kill his "fiancée" before, and the "fiancée" would suspect that he should be.

Ask yourself, he wanted to kill Du Heng before, but he never wanted to make her life worse than death!

Killing is nothing more than nodding your head, just give it a good time; of course, this must not be known to Du Heng.

Xue Feibai had already imagined that Du Heng raised one eyebrow with a fake smile, and asked indifferently: "Oh~ do you want to praise you?"

Generally speaking, the topic change just now was a failure.

(End of this chapter)