On the sequelae of suspended animation + voice

Chapter 3: Anti-kill

The man hadn't spoken a word since he finished drinking, and Zong Nian didn't know what the other party was trying to do while sitting at his feet.

Maybe while the other party is immersed in his own thoughts, he can use the opportunity to break through the acupuncture points.

Zong Nian still had some fear and regret for his actions in his heart.It’s just that seeing that person was so sad at the time reminded him that he was also so sad before, and couldn’t help talking to him without knowing the depth of the other person, but he was taken captive here, and he only blamed himself for not making any progress after staying at the bottom of the cliff for three years. .This intoxicating person has profound skills, and his behavior is weird, which makes people puzzled.If he is against him, it is estimated that there will be a hard fight.

While exercising, he was thinking, and gradually he focused his attention on the operation of his internal energy, and he couldn't separate his mind to pay attention to the other person in the room.

Time passed quickly, and when Zong Nian broke through more than half of the acupuncture points that had been pressed, he opened his eyes, only to find that the person at his feet had disappeared at some point.Is it out?Zong Nian didn't feel that there was another person in the house, so he had to seize this excellent opportunity quickly.But before he could practice his kung fu again, a small candlelight suddenly appeared in the room that was so dark that it was hard to see.

The candlelight appeared inexplicably, and Zong Nian's eyes widened. Immediately afterwards, a faint breath wandered on his naked neck, and the strong smell of alcohol invaded from behind.

"!"

Someone is lying behind him!Zong Nian was shocked by this realization. When... the next second, the familiar hoarse voice rang in his ears again after listening to it for a long time.

"...Why...you look so similar?"

picture?Zong Nian couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but the man moved up to his neck and sniffed, as if to confirm his scent.Zong Nian was extremely uncomfortable, and wanted to turn his head to resist his movements, but he could only let him move freely because of the acupuncture points.To be honest, he had only seen this kind of movement in animals.

The other party sniffed around his neck recklessly, and didn't stop until Zong Nian couldn't bear it any more. Then the other hand touched his neck, caressing it provocatively.Now Zi Zong Nian instantly understood the other party's intentions, and was so angry and anxious that his ears turned red.

In desperation, he didn't bother to hide that he had broken through the dumb point that was pressed, and immediately shouted under his throat: "You...you let go!"

The movement of that hand froze, and then it was retracted.Zong Nian breathed a sigh of relief, but he dared not let go of what he was holding.He prayed in his heart that the drunk would not sober up so quickly. His impulsive opening of his mouth revealed the fact that he had already relieved a lot of acupuncture points.

"...Your voice is exactly the same as his." The hoarse voice sounded faintly again, and from his words, Zong Nian guessed that maybe he was captured because of the similar voice of the acquaintance.The emotions contained in those words were too complex, making it hard to tell whether it was hatred or what.

Zong Nian was wary of the opponent's next move, a black shadow flashed in front of him, it turned out that the person suddenly moved in front of him.

With the light of the candle, Zong Nian could see the other person's face clearly now, but the man's hair was disheveled, covering most of his face, and Zong Nian could only clearly see the pair of black eyes that seemed a little crazy due to drunkenness .Just as he was looking at the other party carefully, the other party was also staring at him obsessively, and nostalgia, pain, hatred, and paranoia that ordinary people could not understand flashed in those bottomless eyes.

Could it be that he looks like the opponent's mortal enemy? Zong Nian secretly thought something was wrong, and desperately thought of ways to escape.

"Why are the faces so similar..." Muttering these words, the man suddenly pinched Zong Nian's chin with one hand, and leaned straight over, his sharp eyes fixed on him.

Zong Nian felt cold when he saw him, and kept his lips tightly shut, fearing that the other party would become even more insane when he heard his voice, which seemed to be his sworn enemy.

"Is it to impersonate him?" The man said to himself, and he didn't know where he came up with this answer. He suddenly started to chuckle strangely, and the fingers pinching Zong Nian's chin began to exert force.

"Then, if you peel off this face, he shouldn't be angry, right?"

The implication could not be more obvious.Zong Nian finally realized that the man who captured him was a complete pervert.

If he is allowed to knead like this again, he will be a fool!On the surface, Zong Nian stood still and expressionless, but secretly accelerated his movement. Right now, there were only three acupuncture points sealed, and he could move freely after breaking through one by one.

As for the person in front of him who was still staring at him, Zong Nianquan pretended not to see him and closed his eyes directly.

The other person was still looking at his face, and the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he was, and he got closer and closer.

"Strange, why does it look more and more like..." He muttered to himself, and the hand pinching Zong Nian's chin was also transferred to his face, and began to trace his facial features bit by bit.

"Sword eyebrows tucked into the temples, eyes like stars, these eyes are so beautiful, once you see them, you will never forget them again."

Zong Nian was feeling extremely uncomfortable with his rough hands touching his closed eyelids, and he just wanted to hurry up, hurry up, release the acupuncture points and throw the other party to the ground.

I don't know if it's the flame burning in my heart that made me feel so good today, the acupoints that would have taken me some more time to untie, now only need a quarter of an hour, and he can move freely.

Zong Nian turned a deaf ear to the man's crazy chatter, and only knew how to relax his head and relieve the acupoints.

Finally, when the man touched his lips, Zong Nian completely broke through the last sealed acupoint, and his internal energy flowed through the body without stagnation.Zong Nian was overjoyed, opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately gathered his strength, while the man was still self-consciously touching his lips, suddenly the sharp and windy hand knife landed on the back of the other's neck.

No matter how advanced a person's skill is, if they are attacked in such a surprise manner, they will only faint on the spot.Zong Nian watched with satisfaction the drunk who had belittled him for a long time and fell to the ground with his eyes closed, but the last two words were still thrown out of his mouth.

"...Ji Zhi..."

Wait, why is his name so familiar, as if... calling himself.

It was obvious that he should run away immediately, but Zong Nian couldn't help his curiosity, and squatted down beside the fallen man.Just now he hadn't been able to get a good look at this man's face, and now he fell unconscious on the ground, with his long hair covering his face scattered all over the place, finally revealing Lushan's true face.

Without the gloomy long hair and weird expression, this person looks like a very normal person, even a handsome and decent person, but even in a coma, his brows are still frowning, It seems that worry has been inseparable from his brow.

Zong Nian looked at it carefully for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became, when a bad thought suddenly flashed in his heart.

He immediately tore off the man's coat, and sure enough, he pulled out a whistle tied with a black rope from the man's neck.The whistle was originally made of bamboo branches, but it has become yellow and old due to the passage of time, but the black rope is very brand new, and it can be seen that the owner cherishes it very much.

Holding the whistle in his hand, Zong Nian's expression became very complicated.

He remembered.

this person……

***

When he was ten years old, Zong Nian was very naughty and active, never resting for a moment, always sneaking into the back mountain when it was time to practice sword.Feixingwu was built in a place with beautiful water in front and green hills in the back. There are so many places to play, and Zong Nian's favorite place is the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

Zong Nian escaped early that day as usual.Practicing sword is too boring, he is still young, he can't sink his mind, he just wants to find a bamboo leaf in the bamboo forest and try to blow it.This method was told to him by the housekeeper, but he has never tried it successfully. He has been blowing for several months, but he still has not been able to blow any bamboo leaves.

This day is no exception.

After rummaging around to find the biggest bamboo leaf, Zong Nian pinched it with his hands and put it on his lips to hold it, puffing his cheeks and blowing directly.

"Poor-"

It was such an unpleasant sound again, Zong Nian continued to blow for a long time, his lips were numb, and the wet bamboo leaves still couldn't make a sound.Zong Nian pursed his mouth, threw the leaf on the ground angrily, found a new one and put it on his lips, and was about to move, but suddenly a strange voice interrupted him.

"You can't blow like this."

"Who is it?" Zong Nian looked up in the direction of the voice unhappily, and saw a young man in a black suit who looked much older than him, sitting with a playful smile on his face. On a tree trunk not far away.

"Child, why are you here alone?" Seeing Zong Nian spotted him, the boy didn't dodge—or he wanted the boy to discover him—he jumped off the tree trunk and walked towards him quickly .

"I'm blowing the bamboo leaves here, don't disturb me." Zong Nian glanced at him a few times, but his mind was more on blowing the bamboo leaves, so he didn't care about the presence of a stranger, so he started blowing straight away.However, no matter how many bamboo leaves he changed, he still couldn't blow.The young man was not annoyed, but just stood aside with interest watching Zong Nian's increasingly unhappy expression.

Seeing Zong Nian throwing away the bamboo leaf in his hand unhappily again, the young man rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

"You don't play it right, so you can't make a sound. I'll teach you a new way to make sure you can make a sound. Do you think so or not?"

Zong Nian's eyes lit up and he asked.

"what?"

Seeing that he had attracted his attention, the boy took out a whistle from his pocket in satisfaction, put it in his mouth and blew a clear sound.He looked at Zong Nian's brighter eyes, and waved his whistle in front of him.

"It's called a whistle. I'll teach you to whistle. But you have to promise me one thing, okay?"

Zong Nian nodded without hesitation, didn't listen to any request, and sold himself directly.The boy smiled slyly, squatted in front of him, and pinched his tender cheek.

"My name is Lu Shao, what's your name?"

"Zong Jizhi, my name is Zong Jizhi."

Zong Nian, who just made a fuss about choosing a name for himself a few days ago, immediately told him the name he liked so much.

The young man looked up and down at Zong Nian, who was dressed in green, and whispered with a smile.

"It's quite like a zongzi."

"What did you say?" Zong Nian stared at him with wide eyes, but he was thinking about another thing. "Teach me to whistle."

The author has something to say:

Lu Shao: Zongzi is very delicious, but such a delicious Zongzi can only belong to me. Anyone who covets it will be killed!

Zong Nian: ...