Chapter 2111 (Two thousand one hundred and eleven) Chilling
Tiewan Dao thought: He told me that there was singing, but I haven't heard it yet. Although if the singing never appears again, I can't blame him completely, but I have been here three times in Muxi Pavilion and I haven't heard it. I asked him to go up to Muxi Pavilion, but he didn't want to go up yet. At that time, it was just me and him. If there were others present and he dared not go up because I had a good impression of him, then I would definitely punish him on the spot! Even now, no one else knows, if I don't punish him severely, I will lose face! However, I didn't want to hurt him, and I also wanted him to feel that the matter was extremely serious, so that I could show my dignity. What can I do to make him understand how serious this is? Well, I just keep him locked up! Let him spend one night in Muxi Pavilion and he will understand! Maybe I'll come find him tomorrow and tell him that if he doesn't go up, I'll lock him up for another day, and he'll take the initiative to go up to Muxi Pavilion? Do you want to tell him that I won't look for him again tonight? No, absolutely not! I must let him know how serious it is that he dared not listen to me and rush up to see me after walking me three times! Let him have a long memory!
After Tie Wandao made his decision, he did something else and left there without saying a word to his men at the door of Muxi Pavilion.
The subordinates sat near the wall of Muxi Pavilion, holding themselves with their arms and waiting for Tiewan Dao. They waited for a long time but did not arrive.
He felt a little tired, so he changed his position and sat, feeling that the Muxi Pavilion was getting colder and colder. The weather wasn't too cold at that time, and although my subordinates didn't think they needed to wear more clothes, they still felt that it was cold in Muxi Pavilion.
After dark, Tie Wandao was still busy, and he had no time to see it. He knew that he had to wait until the next day to go to Muxi Pavilion.
His subordinates were still waiting for Tiewan Dao in Muxi Pavilion, and suddenly thought: Has the clan leader forgotten that I was locked here? If that's the case...then...if the clan leader takes a rest, wouldn't I have to spend the night in this gloomy place?
Thinking of this, his subordinates shuddered.
It was pitch dark in Muxi Pavilion, and he had nothing to light up. Even if he could find a candle, he didn't bring a candle.
He felt a little hungry, so he fumbled and took out a steamed bun from the bag to eat.
After taking two bites, he seemed to realize something and immediately put the bun back.
He stood up, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and muttered something to the effect that all kinds of food were in the bag and anyone could eat it, but he also had to eat it.
After he finished speaking, he reached into the bag again, took out the steamed buns, sat on the ground and ate them.
After only a few bites, he felt that he couldn't eat anymore because of fear, so he immediately put the steamed bun back.
He stood up again, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and muttered something to the effect that he was going to drink water, and not just by himself.
Although he brought a lot of water, he had drank some and sprinkled some on the ground at the place where he heard the singing the day before, so what was left at this time was not very much. He didn't know when Tiewan Dao would let him go, nor how long he would stay in Muxi Pavilion. If he ran out of water early, it would be even more difficult for him in Muxi Pavilion. Even though the water was very precious to him, he poured a few drops on the ground out of fear. He felt that even if it wasn't much, it still fell, which was completely different from not falling. (End of chapter)