[Comprehensive Martial Arts] The system forced me to secondary school

When Ji Bingyan woke up, the surroundings were pitch black, his wrists were tied by iron chains, and there was a rattling sound when he moved slightly, the soft quilt was under his body, and the quilt was spread on the stone, which was very hard.The water vapor in this place was also very heavy, and there were even drops of water dripping into his neck from above, which was so cold that it made all the hairs on his body explode.

It was probably due to the effect of Ruanjinsan. He didn't have any strength in his body, and he couldn't even sit up. In addition, he hadn't eaten for a long time, and his stomach was burning with pain.Ji Bingyan made his fortune in the desert, and several times he almost died of hunger and thirst. The most unbearable thing in his life is hunger, which made him feel close to death.

Gritting his teeth, he moved his body desperately, pressed his back against the wall, curled up, stared forward with wide-eyed eyes, and paid attention to the movement around him.It was too dark for him to see and hear nothing but the long dripping water.

This is driving people crazy!

After a long time, so long that Ji Bingyan thought he was blind, he heard the sound of long chains dragging and colliding on the ground, and soft footsteps, like a cat's paws landing on a gravel road.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Bingyan smelled the aroma of wine and roasted chicken, the wine is good wine, and the smell of roasted chicken is also very fragrant - for a person who is so hungry that he almost wants to eat himself, even if he is given a rotten nest Wotou is also fragrant.

A pair of cold hands helped him to sit up, and the food was handed to him in the darkness.

The taste of the roast chicken is really good, neither salty nor bland, using at least [-] or [-] kinds of spices, the skin is crispy, the meat is soft, the fat is rich, coupled with the extremely fragrant and mellow wine, if it is not for being imprisoned, Ji Bingyan must be very satisfied , if you hug Yingyan or sleep with Bing, that would be great.As soon as the thought came to him, a pair of cold arms suddenly hooked his neck, and the delicate, fragrant breath fell on his ear, and then, the dexterous tongue wrapped his earlobe, and the cold little hand reached into it. his collar.

The soft, warm body hugged him, trembling in his arms.

This should be a beautiful woman, right?Bringing him food and sleeping with him are the tasks of this woman. The woman should not be too old, but she is not too young. The technique of seducing people is really good.Ji Bingyan closed her eyes, was pushed by that hand, and lay down.

In the dark, he heard his heart beating, his breathing was unreasonably chaotic, and there was no place from head to toe that was not hot, but unfortunately, the meal just now could only save his stomach, but could not relieve his weakness. , he could only lie passively, listening to the sound of water droplets falling gently above his head.

I don't know how long it took, the heavy breathing gradually calmed down, and the two of them didn't speak for a while, and after a while, Ji Bingyan suddenly said:

"Where is this place? Who are you?"

On the stone bed, the woman who was still passionate just now suddenly became cold, she broke free from his embrace, and was about to leave without making a sound.

Ji Bingyan hurriedly grabbed her hand, half of her body rolled off the stone bed: "What's your name? If I can go out, I want to take you with me."

The held hand trembled, and then turned to hold his hand. She squatted down, and slowly moved up with that hand, landing on a certain place.

This time it was Ji Bingyan's turn to tremble, his fingertips trembled, and his voice trembled: "That's..."

"My eyes." The woman finally spoke, her voice was low and hoarse, she said slowly: "My eyes are sewn up, why? Are you still willing to take me away?"

She chuckled: "I have been here for half a year. I can receive at least ten guests like you a day, and there are only one or two who want to take me away. But after such a long time, I am still here. .”

Ji Bingyan stopped talking, and the woman continued: "Just wait, when the young master comes back, after the transaction is over, you can leave...Maybe you will like this place."

Ji Bingyan said: "What kind of place is this?"

The woman said: "They call this the Golden Cave of Selling Gold in the Sea."

Ji Bingyan said: "Tell me your name."

"You must know?"

"Yes."

The woman didn't speak, took his hand, and slowly wrote three words in his palm.

……

Lin Mo found Zhang San in a fishing village along the Yangtze River. Before that, she went to the household department in person and strongly demanded to change her name. The household department said, it can't be changed, we don't have your identity document at all.

Lin Mo: ...the road to omnipotence is broken.

Although there were some twists and turns in the process of finding someone, at least someone was found, otherwise she might have to go to Guancheng to look for that brothel lady. After all, it was Lu Xiaofeng's ex, so she was a little embarrassed to bother him.

Zhang San was lying on his small broken boat eating grilled fish. From a distance, he saw Lin Mochuliuxiang and a charming little beauty coming together. He jumped up from the boat by himself, threw the grilled fish away, and prayed silently with his palms together.

"Brother Zhang, long time no see." Chu Liuxiang greeted him with a smile.

Zhang San glanced at him up and down, and sighed: "You have turned black."

Chu Liuxiang pointed to her nose, and said with a smile, "I never thought Brother Zhang would care about me so much, even if I'm black or white, it's a pity that I'm not a beauty, otherwise I'd be so touched that I would agree with him."

Zhang San shook his head: "I'm not talking about the face, but your heart, your heart has turned black."

"Oh?"

Zhang San pointed at Lin Mo and said, "You used to stop me when she ordered me to do things, but now you have learned to betray your brother for beauty." He sighed: "Even if Lu Xiaofeng leaves, you may not have a chance .”

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose in embarrassment, Zhang San looked at Lin Mo, and said unhurriedly: "You are very attractive to prodigal sons, tell me, what do you ask me to do, it is my honor to be able to work for the Great Demon King."

Lin Mo blushed: "Actually, actually, I do have a small matter to bother Brother Zhang."

Zhang San called them to sit down, fished out a few live fish from the bucket beside him, cleaned them up briefly, and threaded them on the branches one by one.

"That's right, Chu Liuxiang has a rich businessman friend named..."

"I know, Ji Bingyan." Zhang San continued: "What's wrong with him?" A handful of dry firewood was piled into a well shape, surrounded by stones, a fire was lit, and the fish was slowly roasted on the flames.

When he was concentrating on doing things, Zhang San seemed to be a different person, concentrating and concentrating, as if he was not grilling fish at all, but a battle-tested general who was arranging troops, slowly and calmly, and his whole being was therefore With a different kind of brilliance.

Lin Mo said: "A month ago, Ji Bingyan disappeared and can't be found anywhere, but even if it's a kidnapping, there must be someone who wants a ransom, right? But he didn't. It's as if he disappeared out of thin air."

Zhang San didn't speak any more, he was concentrating on grilling fish.

Lin Mo continued: "So I would like to trouble you to help us find it."

Zhang San still didn't speak, not only didn't speak, he didn't even raise his head, he just stared at the fish with light in his eyes, as if there was only him and his grilled fish in the world.This reminded Lin Mo of the time when she was crazily brushing up questions in her third year of high school. The natural gas exploded in the house, and there was an earth-shattering bang, and the kitchen was full of smoke. She sat in the living room and didn't hear or smell it until she was dragged away by her mother. I was still in a daze when I went out, my mind was full of math problems.

Although there is no relationship between grilling fish and brushing the questions, the degree of concentration is the same, and Lin Mo doesn't want to disturb those who concentrate.Chu Liuxiang and Lin Xian'er didn't say a word, they waited quietly.

Zhang San raised his head until the grilled fish gave off a scent that could not be ignored, took out the grilled fish, and said with a smile: "Try it, by the way, you just said, what happened to Ji Bingyan? Could it be that some bandit took a fancy to his money Bind him? Don’t worry about it, leave the matter to me, and the mission will be accomplished!”

The fish was crispy and tender, not fishy or firewood, and the aroma was just right. Zhang San also took out a jar of good wine from his precious cabin like a conjurer. His fish was the best to go with the wine.

Chu Liuxiang loves to drink, but he can't drink a sip now. He asked Zhang San, how is Xiao Ji now?Is there any danger?

Zhang San said helplessly: "I'm not a fortune teller, you are as stupid as Lu Xiaofeng, you think I am the one who can do anything."

Lin Mo asked again for Chu Liuxiang, Zhang San's brows sank, and he said, "He's fine, but he's not allowed to be free, and his life is not in danger."

Lin Mo then asked, "Then where is he now?"

Zhang San glanced at Ritou: "I don't know...I know how to get there, but...Forget it, you guys eat first, and I'll lead the way after eating."

Lin Mo took a mouthful of the fish, his eyes widened three times, and he asked in surprise, "Did you go to Guanwai to learn how to grill fish?" The fish smelled like a barbecue stall in the Northeast Night Market.

Zhang San made a confused voice: "Huh?"

After eating and drinking, Zhang San seemed thoughtful and said, "Strange, I know the direction, but I can't tell the name of that place."

With a strange mentality, he led the way all the way to the port near Mingzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. Facing the vast East China Sea, he understood.

A group of people sat in the tea shed by the pier and waited for the ship with the wind to go to sea.

Chu Liuxiang originally had a big boat, but it was a pity that it was parked in the Bohai Sea, and it took too much time to go back and forth, so she could only wait for the boat at the pier.

The seaside was wet and sunny, under the arbor, Lin Mo blocked the sun with one hand, and said, "You say, who is it that kidnapped Ji Bingyan?"

Chu Liuxiang said: "I guess, it must be a Jianghu organization that has grown stronger in the past two years. They have grown to a certain scale. What they lack most and what they need most is a lot of money to maintain it. Once this organization changes, a lot of money will be supplied. If not, there will be chaos internally, but Xiaoji is a very rich person, and I think he is not the only wealthy businessman who has disappeared recently."

Lin Xian'er was thoughtful: "You mean..."

Suddenly a voice behind him said coldly: "You might as well just say my name."

Turning around, it was actually Shangguan Jinhong.

Lin Mo was stunned, the speed, she was driving all the way to find this, and he was able to check it by himself, he found it by himself, he didn't go wrong, he is a talent.

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "Are you waiting for the boat?"

Lin Mo said yes.

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "Let's go, I found the boat."

Chu Liuxiang said: "So fast?"

Shangguan Jin Hong's face was slightly gloomy and said: "Li Xun Huan and the others set off by boat yesterday, if I hadn't been waiting for you, I would have left long ago."

Lin Mo couldn't believe it: "I left yesterday? Are you waiting for us? Why?"

Shangguan Jinhong smiled sullenly: "How can three or five people have a chance of winning against the previous force? Do you think I look like a fool?"

Is it like, not only not like a fool, but also extremely shrewd, Lin Mo suddenly feels sorry for the force that kidnapped Ji Bingyan.

No matter how powerful the villain is, he can't hold back in a group!

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The author has something to say:

The male protagonist has shown his face, hurry up, make an appointment for him!

I found out that when I wrote the plot line, I was stuck to death, and the emotional line was never stuck. Does this mean that I am actually an emotional writer?