Chapter 21 Brown.3

When he woke up the next day, Bai Lang was already in a very clean room.The long flower-shaped windows that are as tall as a person on all sides are pasted with hemp paper, which is bright red in the sun's rays, and lying on the side of the bed is a bamboo-skin mat that is spread out on a big tiger skin blanket. On the table, the blue-and-white porcelain pot with two ears was crooked on the table at the head of the bed, and there was a wet wine stain on the table.He was brought here when he remembered what happened last night, and then someone came in with the wine jar and left without saying a word.Bai Lang guessed that this was the Pit Fortress, the den of Hei Laoqi, but he didn't know what kind of place it was and how he got there.Bai Lang didn't care about these things at all. When he saw the wine, he just wanted to eat it to his heart's content, and he took a big gulp of it from the porcelain pot and fell into a deep drunk.He got up and was about to sit up, but there was a rattling sound. It turned out that the iron chains were locked on his hands and feet, and the chains were abnormally long. He could move freely but could not jump and run.Wearing such long shackles on him after he was drunk, it seemed that he was imprisoned in the den of the Pit Fort with his bare hands, and the old black seven was still afraid of him, so Bai Lang didn't feel very complacent.

Bai Lang held the wine jar again, drank the rest of the wine, his head became clearer, he shook the shackles and opened the flower windows one by one to look out, only to realize that he was in a three-story hall Through the top of the building.The pit fortress is indeed in a pit. So far, Saihuling has a series of hills, complex slopes and fortresses, drooping to the foot of the mountain, suddenly steep and hollow, forming a 20-30-meter-long thing about four feet long. 100 meters, a circular pit shape with more than a kilometer from north to south.On the surrounding soil, there is no grass growing, so bare that even rabbits can’t jump off it, and a high wall about three meters wide was built on the outer wall, with earthen castles standing every one meter. There are soldiers with swords, and there are four mounds that are neither high nor low in the far east, west, north, south corners outside the fort wall, all of which are guarded by loud whistle guards.Bai Lang had never been here before, but he had long heard that Hei Laoqi occupied the residence of a Hanlin who had lived in a certain dynasty and retired in his later years. Fu Mo opened, but what he saw now was looking for heights based on depth. A hole was dug obliquely on the south side of the pothole to get in and out.The houses in the fort are divided into seven courtyards, with spring pavilions, family temples, and ancestral halls. This chanting building is dilapidated, but the top corners are neat and the wind chimes are still attached. The Buddhist altars, the desks, The censer, futon, green lantern, platter, Buddha beads, and chime bowls were still piled up in the corner of the wall. Bai Lang couldn't help thinking that the illiterate and rough black old seven who lived here were more refined than the more mountain owners of Saihuling. It's also kind of funny.But what Bai Lang was puzzled about was that Hei Lao Qi escorted him here, even if he didn't let him die soon, he should be put in a dungeon, put him in a cold cave, and humiliated and tormented him, but made him live in the Pit Fortress The most beautiful upstairs sleeps in a comfortable bed and has wine to eat. It almost makes him return to his old monk career! He carefully inspected every deep house compound downstairs, not knowing which courtyard Hei Laoqi lived in. , and there were three rows of armed soldiers standing around the downstairs. It was obvious that they were here to guard him.Hmph, Hei Lao Qi, Bai Lang is the king of kings in Langya Mountain, and today he is your prisoner, you still have to let me live in a high place, and treat me like a god!

After temporarily satisfying his haughty heart, Bai Lang finally faced the window in desolation.He, Bai Lang, is not here to be a guest after all. After all, he is no longer a disciple of Buddhism. The heroic King of the Mountain is pitifully imprisoned in this solitary building with iron shackles. He can't stay in a quiet room like a girl! The nest can be nested by sparrow swallows, but goshawks can be self-willed in the sky. Bai Lang was ashamed for a while, and he lifted up the long shackles on his hands and feet with a clatter. Bump against the brick wall to end an unyielding head. Just when he slanted his body and bumped his head, he stopped, and seemed to hear that Hei Laoqi came in, kicking his corpse and laughing wildly as his brains fell to the ground: Is this the king of kings? Just die like this Already! Knowing that you will die like this, why don’t you let me fulfill your hero’s name with a knife in Yanchi! The words were so loud, the sound shook Bai Lang’s brain and heart, and he felt that dying like this was really a humiliation.And from this, I realized that how many heroes in ancient times drew their swords and killed themselves after defeat in battle, thinking that they died a heroic death. In fact, this is not a kind of self-evasion? And the argument of later generations is just a kind of pitiful pity.Their self-destruction, their life must have had my thoughts like Bai Lang at the last moment, but it was too late, right? Besides, if they died after being defeated in the war, it would still be justified, and if they were defeated after drinking, then There is no chance of suicide, and it is even more useless to be released to be watched by thousands of people before committing suicide. People will say that Bai Lang committed suicide because he couldn't stand the torture or humiliation. Where's the big hero?!

Bai Lang returned to the bed, sat up with his head raised, and reached out to move the wine jar on the table to see if there was any wine in it, when the door was suddenly pushed open loudly.Bai Lang couldn't take back his hand touching the wine jar, so he simply froze on the table, and fixed his eyes on a fixed place, showing a dignified and arrogant expression.The visitor almost hesitated at the door, then there was a soft ups and downs, the wooden floor made a creaking rhythm, and at the same time a strong fragrance hit, Bai Lang's nose couldn't help wrinkling, and he cried out in his heart: Is it a woman?

If it was Hei Lao Qi who came in, dressed in military attire, with a big knife and the short gun that used to be him, or changed into a gentleman's spacious silk shirt, and brought a celadon teapot with a curved mouth, Bai Lang wanted Huo at this moment. However, the one who cursed might want to smash the long iron shackles and strangle his thick, short and fat neck to see the dead face with his eyes going in and out and his tongue sticking out, but it was a woman who came in, even though Bai Lang, who was born as a monk, He didn't bow his head to chant Amitabha Buddha, but he felt uncomfortable for a while, his body was fixed like a clay sculpture, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

"Did Your Majesty sleep well last night?" The woman walked up to Bai Lang, talking coquettishly, and at the same time shortened her body and put her hands on her crotch to say a blessing. Bai Lang didn't respond, and of course he didn't look at the woman's eyebrows, but in front of him was an emerald green shadow, guessing that it was Hei Lao Qi's maid.He was brought to the top of the building, and Hei Laoqi didn't dare to face him, so this room was arranged by the maid, and the wine last night was also arranged by the maid.She actually called me still the king, and wished me all the blessings?! The woman exclaimed: "Oh, I heard that the king is good at wine, and I drank a can of wine all night! Just yell when you're done drinking. Is this plate of beef enough for the king's breakfast?" Bai Lang still ignored it, staring at the spider tied with a filament trying to fall down at the corner of the wall.The woman was standing between his eyes and the wall, and the fragrance strongly stimulated his nose. Bai Lang let out a rough breath, and raised his eyes to the roof, and heard the woman's strange laugh, her voice trembling. Soft as a warbler.And when she took out the empty jar and replaced it with a full one, the wide soft satin cuffs and even the slippery jade wrist touched his hand on the edge of the table suddenly, and said, "Your Majesty is really He disdains everything, and even being a prisoner refuses to look at us."Then he walked towards the door, his creaking soft steps gradually fading away.As soon as the woman left, the stiff Bai Lang finally rubbed his nose.From the woman's scent and footsteps, Bai Lang didn't want to see the maids in this pit castle! Back then in Anfu Temple, he didn't pay close attention to women, and when he came to Langya Mountain, he never accepted a woman in the village. Female stream, Hei Laoqi has a servant girl here. The ugly Hei Laoqi is lustful, but based on his appearance, what kind of job can the maid here be? Turning around and glanced at the door, not wanting to meet eyes, It turned out that the woman didn't leave the door, she just looked at her with winking eyes and immediately gave her a charming smile.

Bai Lang suddenly felt that he was being stupid, and his eyes slipped away to other places, but he was almost shocked in his heart: how high is the bun on this girl's head, and a silver crested flower hairpin is inserted to wrap a Trembling and swaying like a string of broken beads, a dark green hidden flower soft satin robe wraps her body tightly but not tightly. Alive, with shallow dimples, although the young Bai Lang is not fascinated, he has seen many women, and he has never seen such a wonderful woman! "My lord, do you want to talk to me?" The woman said again courteously.

Bai Lang made up his mind to shape his aloofness again, completely like a stone statue sitting sideways. "Then I'm leaving, Your Majesty." The woman finally left. This morning, Bai Lang ate a plate of beef and drank half a can of wine. Because he had nothing to do, he ate the half cans of wine one after another and fell asleep on the bed in a daze.But it seems to be asleep but not completely asleep, thinking about what Liu Songlin and Lu Xinghuo are doing this time? They know that the eldest brother is here now, do they know that the majestic Langya cottage has been destroyed? The two brothers bowed down under the pomegranate skirt of the woman Thinking of the maid who delivered the wine in the early morning, suddenly, I felt that the maid seemed to have seen it somewhere.But where have I seen it? I can't remember.Then I scolded myself again: Isn't this shameful? Why didn't I get angry when I saw a beautiful woman, and stiffened my body, but instead wanted to masturbate as aloof and lofty! It's like the maid said, "I don't want to look at us people" Like, then, why did she have to look at her again after she left? And after drinking the wine brought by him, now I think of where I saw it?! I used to read Zen books in Anfu Temple, and the book talked about a When the old monk and a young monk were crossing the river, they saw a woman by the river looking worried at the river, so the old monk took the initiative to carry the woman across the river.It had been a long time since the two of them started on the road again, but the young monk asked the old monk, "We monks shouldn't get close to women. Why did you just carry her across the river?" The old monk said, "You still think about her." Huh? I carried her across the river, I had already forgotten her, you didn't carry her across the river, but you are still holding her in your heart!" Alas, why isn't this little monk his present? Bai Lang Angrily hitting his head with a fist, he felt that this would really damage his heroic spirit, so he didn't want to think about it anymore.

In the afternoon, it was that maid again who brought meat stuffed buns and a pot of shallot tofu soup, and another can of wine. Bai Lang still didn't look aside, and he never looked back at her as she walked away.On the second day and the third day, it was this girl who came to deliver wine and food, and when she came, she would wear brighter clothes, comb her hair in a new pattern, and say a lot of sweet and crisp words.Because it was this maid who often came here, Bai Lang gradually stopped looking up at the roof, looked at her coldly, and still refused to respond.And every time she sits across from him to watch him gobble up food and drink, or wipes the dust off the mat with a brown brush on his bed before leaving, he can't help seeing the flower hairpin on her head It was made of sterling silver, and the agate bracelet was still worn on the jade wrist. When he giggled because of his own words, he took out a champagne to cover his mouth. The champagne was actually a small Suzhou embroidery with exquisite craftsmanship. Taste.This kind of champagne was not produced locally, Bai Lang had seen it in the wife's room of the salt supervisor's wife after conquering Yanchi, so he suspected that this woman was not Hei Lao Qi's maid.Who could it be if it wasn't a maid? How could it be Hei Lao Qi's concubine or daughter who would serve him food and wine twice a day? The shrewd Bai Lang was really a little confused.

Another noon, the weather was extremely hot and stuffy, Bai Lang opened the windows on all sides, and there was no cool breeze coming in from outside, making him feel hot and uncomfortable.He walked out of the door after eating and drinking, and walked along a corridor outside the door to the stairs. There were dozens of steps, blocked by iron bars, and three men with knife-bearing faces stood there. Ro.He turned back to the house and closed the door, guessing it was not time for dinner.He just took off his shirt and trousers, only wearing a pair of shorts, and fell on the mat on the bed, but at this moment, the door was pushed open, and the maid came in with a smile on her face. up.Brown acupuncture general

He pinched his legs first, then jumped up and sat up in a lump of meat, shouting: "Get out! Get out!" But the woman leaned against the door and closed the door, with such a light in her eyes, she said: "The king has finally spoken! But I won't go out?" Bai Lang said, "If you don't go out, I'll throw you out of the window!" The woman said: "Then you can pick me up and shake me off." She actually moved closer step by step, puffed out her plump chest, and made her two big tits move alive in her clothes.Bai Lang almost rushed over to slap her, and then lifted his waist to slam the window down, but he saw the woman's eyes slightly closed, waiting for his naked body to almost collapse under that touch. When General jumped out of bed, he was startled, then grabbed the long shackles and threw them over.The shackles failed to hit the woman, but instead drove him to stagger forward. The woman finally screamed and fled through the door with a pale face. However, Bai Lang had no food at noon, and the sun had already set, but no one brought food and wine. He scolded his mother and heard his stomach growling, but he was glad that he did not let a woman sit naked when he was naked. Ask in the room.Hei Laoqi must have frightened the woman if he didn't come to dinner and wine, so Hei Laoqi should come to see him no matter what.At night, he didn't light the oil lamp, and went to sleep with hunger and clothes, but the sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and the light became bigger and bigger. In the end, it was still the maid who wiped the lamp clean , a lamp with a large wick came in. "Why didn't Your Majesty light the lamp? I thought there was no oil in the lamp!" The voice was calm and soft, without any trace of fright during the day, Bai Lang secretly sighed at the extraordinaryness of the woman, the lamp was placed on the table, and the light was reflecting on her face, her face was a little more beautiful than in the day, and she felt more and more. Somewhere in her face is familiar, and she feels more and more that she is not a maidservant of Dikengbao.The woman said: "Your Majesty is already very hungry, right? Your Majesty has such a face of a scholar, but when she is fierce, she is like an evil god! I am an ugly woman, and my Majesty gets angry when I see you, but at noon you are going to smash my chest." Brain, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat and drink tonight." After finishing speaking, he looked straight at Bai Lang, took out a can of wine, a plate of beef and three steamed buns from the basket, pushed them closer to him, and continued talking : "Don't stare at me so viciously, do you still want to hit me, I think the current king may not have a trace of strength!" Bai Lang really had lost a bit of strength. His first thought was not to accept women's food and drink, and if he wanted to be tough, he would be tough to the end. For the sake of his heroic spirit, he could do without eating or drinking.As soon as this thought flashed, it was immediately replaced by another thought. I had made up my mind not to be moved by a woman. Why did I compete with a woman? Langya Mountain was destroyed, and all the brothers died, wounded, and scattered. If he wants to go on a hunger strike for a woman, wouldn’t it be a child’s behavior or a scholar who has read books? He suddenly opened his arms He took the wine jar and rice plate over, and without looking up, he started to eat like the wind swept away the remaining clouds.Shocked by his sudden change, the woman began to laugh wildly, and teased the jade-faced scholar to look ugly.But Bai Lang, at this moment, regarded the woman in front of him as a wooden sculpture or a clay sculpture as an unconscious table, stool or other object, but he was eating more tightly, drinking more violently, and belching loudly.The woman said: "Okay, this is like a king on the mountain. But if I say a word, you won't eat like this!" Bai Lang still picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth, making a loud tongue-clicking sound. "Yesterday was the seventh day your king conquered Yanchi, and the fourth day he was imprisoned here," the woman said, "The government mobilized five thousand troops to recover Yanchi." Bai Lang stopped drinking all of a sudden, the wine jar couldn't be lifted in mid-empty and couldn't be put down, he couldn't swallow the full gulp, he choked on his neck and stared at the woman, then spit out the wine, saying: "This it is true?" The woman said, "Look, I said you won't eat and drink anymore, how about that?" Bai Lang was still saying, "If you're playing tricks on me, this wine jar will fall on your head!" The woman said: "You have the ability to deal with a woman upstairs? I was going to tell you this afternoon, but you almost ruined my life; I'm not leaving now, you smashed the wine jar over Bar!" Bai Lang suddenly roared: "Hei Laoqi, god damn thief, do you know your crime now? You have the ability to destroy the Langya cottage, why don't you kill the officers and soldiers? Where have you been? You Where did Guizi hide?!" The wine jar dropped with his hands, but it didn't hit the woman's head, it flew high above her head and flew out of the window, where it shattered heavily downstairs.There were screams downstairs, the sound of chaotic running and the metal clashing of knives and guns, and the bullets splashed broken bricks into the house on the upper edge of the window. The sound of the gun made Bai Lang even more furious. On the twelve hilltops of Saihu Ridge, all eleven village owners had an iron spear, but the only short spear that was the best was Bai Lang. With this spear, he killed How many tyrants and rich men have been paid, so that the Saihuling area has no government taxes and food, and it is this gun that shocked the Yan prison in Yanchi, so many officers and soldiers were caught in the urn, but now the gun has arrived. Hei Laoqi's hand was aiming at Bai Lang! Bai Lang threw himself to the window, facing the dark house downstairs and the people walking around, he sternly cursed: "Hei Lao Qi, you son of a bitch, hit him!" You haven’t learned how to shoot a gun yet, why are you only shooting at the windowsill?! Lost Yanchi, my broken brothers will not spare you, nor will the ten mountain masters of Saihuling Yours, black old seven! Black king eight old seven!" in the dark.Hei Laoqi scolded back: "Monk Bailang, I still can't shoot this gun accurately. I, Hei Laoqi, are not as capable as you, but the master of Langya Village with great ability is my prisoner locked up in the building. Come on! After capturing you, you should also understand that the mountain masters will know how to dare to provoke the new king of kings!?"