Chapter 36 Hidden merit and fame

Author: Feng Si Niang

Chapter 36 Hidden merit and fame

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

Mr. Turtle took the unconscious woman away, and the guards outside did not dare to enter easily.

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

Du Heng first took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose to block out the lingering rotten air in the room.

Xue Feibai also felt nauseated. There was an unspeakable strange smell.

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

The smell of overripe fruit seems to be silently saying that the things inside are also rotten.

Xue Feibai turned his attention to the person on the bed. He was young because of drinking and indulgence, and his handsome face had a bluish-white color.

The skin above the facial features also seemed to be withering, and he looked like a young man whose body had been hollowed out.

Today, I will really turn you into a dead ghost, Xue Feibai thought to himself.

Then he lifted up the quilt on the side, trying to cover Long Wanzong's face so that he could taste the feeling of suffocation, but his sleeve was pulled by Du Heng on the side.

Xue Feibai indicated with his eyes: Why?

Du Heng looked at the shadow of the guard outside the door, and it was obvious what he meant.

Xue Fei rolled his eyes, it was true, there was no difference between suffocating him to death, poisoning him, or stabbing him to death. The traces of homicide were too obvious.

But this guy's life is now in his hands, should he take the risk and kill him?

Xue Feibai's mind is now spinning with various ideas, weighing the pros and cons one by one.

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

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

Du Heng didn't say anything, and gently poked Long Wanzong's shoulder with his index finger, who was lying on his side with a smile and having an unknown dream. He was lying on his side without realizing it.

After a while, Long Wanzong's face, which was flushed from sleep, turned pale. His two eyebrows, which were not thick, were twisted together in pain. His hands subconsciously stretched toward his neck, and he kept coughing out vomit.

But he drank too much, and the wine mixed with foam kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, but in the end most of it went back into his throat.

He is now like a disgusting fountain spewing vomit, Xue Feibai thought.

Because he was too drunk, Long Wanzong was in an unconscious state. The whites of his eyes rolled out but he still couldn't open them.

His body still wanted to roll back to save himself, but Du Heng still used that finger to coldly hold Long Wanzong's shoulder.

Xue Feibai thought to himself, what a turn of events, the woman who couldn't break free just now and was unconscious was like an ant in Long Wanzong's eyes;

Now he has not fallen into the situation of ants, cattle and sheep, letting them slaughter him?

Even worse than cattle and sheep, he looked like a crab on a steamer. As the foam at the corner of his mouth continued to overflow, the signs of life gradually faded away.

The only difference is that crabs change from green to red from birth to death, while Longwanzong changes from red to green;

It takes one stick of incense to steam a crab, but less than half a cup of tea to kill a Long Wan Zong.

The heavy curtain only covered half a cup of tea, and Wan Zong's cough was not heard when it was pulled up, but the person lying inside was no longer breathing.

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

Now that things have come to this, the two of them have hidden their merits and reputations, and it's time for them to retire.

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

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

Xue Feibai naturally saw it and signaled her with his eyes: Take it away?

Du Heng shook his head, it was not the right time.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. If someone knows that Long Wanzong has this thing on his body but it is taken away, then their hard work will be in vain.

Xue Feibai also nodded. Indeed, the future is long and they will have many opportunities to take it away in the future. It is best to take it now.

So Du Heng stuffed the thing back into his sleeve pocket, and he and Xue Feibai followed the way they came and dug it out quietly, leaving no trace.

On the way home together, Xue Feibai couldn't help being curious and asked Du Heng how he knew that not sleeping on your back after drinking would cause choking in the trachea;

In fact, there was another sentence after him, how did she know that it was Shijue who saved Du Zhilan at the Xue family home.

Du Heng silently said that her grandmother was in poor health. She and her brother had searched ancient books for good prescriptions in the early years, hoping for a better life.

Although she is not a professional doctor who can prescribe and treat diseases, there are always some unforgettable examples in the classics that are difficult to remember, such as corpse coma and suffocation after drunkenness.

But she had no intention of telling Xue Feibai all this.

But that year, my grandmother finally passed away early, and my brother, who had grown up under her knees, was even more devastated;

Because of the anxiety of reading ancient books and the pain of the death of his beloved relative, he was so sick that he became ill and stayed in bed for half a month.

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

When Xue Feibai saw this situation, he felt sad 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 upon her sadness, which seemed... related to her family.

Xue Feibai sat next to her, cocked his head, and changed the topic unnaturally: "Just now in that brothel, that girl——"

Xue Feibai thought of the desperate look in the girl's dark eyes, "She must have seen us..."

Du Heng frowned, what does this mean? Do you want to kill people and silence them?

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

"Ah? I'm not..."

When Xue Feibai met Du Heng's cold gaze, he still kept his mouth shut. He had wanted to kill his "fiancée" before, and it was right for his "fiancée" to doubt him.

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

Killing people can only be done with a nod of the head and a happy ending; of course, this must not be known to Du Heng.

Xue Feibai had already imagined Du Hengpi raising an eyebrow with a smile and asking indifferently: "Oh~ Do you still want to praise you?"

Overall, the change of topic just now was a complete failure.
Chapter completed!