Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou has never watched TV, and there are very few books that teach people how to kiss.

The rare kisses in his life were all experimented on Jiang Fang.

He is not good at this, he is a bit clumsy, but every time he opens himself up without reservation, exchanging affection, temperature and skin texture with him seriously.

Nan Zhou's tongue protruded a little, it was soft and pink.Because it is clean from the inside to the outside, it gives people a clean and pleasant feeling when kissing.

The tip of his tongue lightly touched Jiang Fang's teeth, giving Jiang Fang the urge to bite it down and make it bleed.

But he didn't move rashly, but under the rush of blood, he held onto this tender, semi-wet kiss.

After they exchanged a long and hot kiss, Nan Zhou let go of his lips, and gently rubbed his nose with the tip of his nose.

From Jiang Fang's observation, Nan Zhou likes to hang out with people, as if this way he can get a little breath from the other person.

It's very animalistic and funny.

Jiang Fang couldn't see the blood on his cheeks, so he commented warmly: "It's quite a kiss."

Nan Zhou: "Well. I read a book in my library. An evolutionary psychologist said that when two people kiss, they will transmit biological information about whether they will have strong offspring."

Jiang Fang: "..."

Jiang Fang found that Nanzhou also had an instinctive, animalistic obsession in reproductive inheritance, and couldn't help laughing: "What is the result of the message? Can we do it?"

Nan Zhou put his arms around Jiang Fang's neck and shook his head honestly: "I don't know. After I get out, I can do a physical examination."

Jiang Fang happily replied, "Sure."

After the two hooked up with Xu Xu in the sea and finished talking a few words, and relieved the suffocation of lack of oxygen together, Nan Zhou finally asked the real question: "What's going on with you?"

Jiang Fang's encounters and conjectures in the sea are actually similar to Nan Zhou's.

After finding that all the people around him disappeared out of thin air, and he was alone and helpless in the sea, he resolutely gave up unnecessary consumption and let himself be pulled near the yellow clay jar by the evil force.

At the critical moment, he scratched the numbers on the jar with shells picked up from the seabed.

Nan Zhou was curious: "So what is that number?"

He searched through the book, but he hadn't seen a charm that used numbers as a head drop.

Jiang Fang paused for a moment: "...It's my birthday."

Isn't it basic common sense to use the horoscope of your birthday to make a lower head?

Nan Zhou: "Birthday?"

Nanzhou: "..."

Nan Zhou: "Isn't my birthday on December 12rd?"

When Nan Zhou was born, he himself did not know, nor could his mother.

Just like when he knew that he suddenly had a younger sister, the younger sister was already a lively child.

As a child, Nan Zhou rummaged through the calendars at home, and on the earliest wall calendar in the basement, he found the one circled on December 12rd, which seemed very important.

Nan Zhou regarded it as his birthday.

But the family never gave him a birthday.

The most ceremonial thing he did on his birthday was transforming himself into a light charm when he was nine years old.

Nan Zhou thought it was a gift from himself to his family.

It's just that he never thought that even this birthday is fake.

Nan Zhou was quite depressed for a while.

Jiang Fang saw the subtle fluctuations in his emotions, and stroked the back of his neck to comfort him: "What date did you see?"

Nan Zhou was always holding the scratched jar in his hand, and when they were kissing just now, he let it rise and fall by his side like a drifting bottle.

Now, I finally have the opportunity to take a closer look.

After the birthday horoscope written in a thin layer of blood on the altar was scratched, Jiangtou naturally untied it.

After Jiangtou was broken, a layer of transparent, water-like charm condensed on the mouth of the jar, and the jar became an ordinary jar again.

Nan Zhou picked up the jar wet and took a look. One of the numbers on it had been scratched, and even a large piece of the yellow clay jar had been scraped off, leaving only a vague "21".

Seeing Nan Zhou carefully studying the missing numbers on the altar, Jiang Fang laughed and lowered his hand: "Don't look at it. It's January 1st."

Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang and frowned slightly.

He didn't ask why this day.

He asked, "Brother Fang, how did you find me?"

Jiang Fang's Jiangtou altar should not be with his Jiangtou jar, maybe they are still far away.

Jiang Fang smiled, as if talking about something unrelated to him: "Ah. After I crossed out my birthday, I wrote your birthday with my blood. To be precise, it was this Jiangtou who took me Find yours."

……No wonder.

When Nan Zhou was about to fall into the yellow clay jar, he was forcibly pulled back by a force from the opposite direction.

Nan Zhou lowered his eyes, grabbed Jiang Fang's wrist, and found a wound on it.

That was scratched with shells.

The wound rolled up slightly, but the blood stopped flowing, but the wound was a little hideous.

Since just now, this hand has been soaked in the cold sea water, and the edge has turned white.

Jiang Fang smiled gently and looked into his slightly dimmed eyes.

He likes how Nan Zhou cares about him.

Nan Zhou gently held his palm with his fingertips and asked, "How do you know my birthday?"

Jiang Fang smiled: "Of course I know, I have read you for more than ten years."

He clicked on the remnants on the jar: "It was written in the artist's handbook of the first edition of the "Eternal Day" comic, and the pen was written on the night of January 1."

...It was also the day when Nanzhou was officially brought into the world.

Nan Zhou shook his head: "I don't even know."

"You don't know, let me tell you." Jiang Fang said gently, "I understand everything about you."

He added: "By the way, I am on February 2th."

Nan Zhou groaned: "I remember."

He raised his hand and stroked the altar, thoughtfully.

This jar is very heavy, unlike the paper man, it is impossible to be brought by small animals such as squirrels and sea fish, and it is even more impossible to accurately land near the route they passed by.

The only explanation is that someone has been to this sea area and put the jar here himself.

Jiang Fang seemed to have read Nan Zhou's mind.

He frowned and thought for a moment: "Did a cruise ship come by in the evening?"

This scenic spot is not considered developed and has not yet been developed. There are two passenger ships transformed from fishing boats.

It stands to reason that they are the only guests on the liveaboard today.

But just after dark, when they were eating barbecue on the boat, another boat passed them.

At that time, they thought it was just another group of guests going out to sea on a cruise ship to watch the sunset.

The boat turned around and went back.

If the person who surrendered was on board...

Nan Zhou suddenly remembered something and raised his head: "... Yinhang?"

Li Yinhang is still on board!

After the two looked at each other for a moment, Jiang Fang immediately began to confirm the way to go.

Fortunately, after the fog dissipated, the island returned.

Using it as a reference, the two quickly dived to the bottom of the water and turned back the same way. It took only 10 minutes to find the anchored passenger ship.

When they boarded the boat along the rubber gangway, Li Yinhang was squatting in a corner of the boat like a little beast, with a life buoy around his waist, his hands behind his back, looking in their direction vigilantly.

When she saw that it was Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou who came, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and a silver light leaked from her back.

She clasped two daggers firmly in her hands.

According to Li Yinhang, after seeing the fog on the sea, she began to worry about Nanzhou and Jiangfang.

But when the sailor ran into the bridge and told the captain about the fog, the two never came out again.

When she realized something was wrong and went to check again, she was the only one left on the boat.

The hull swayed slowly from side to side with the waves, as if some huge monster would climb up at any moment.

Li Yinhang squatted on the side of the boat where the life buoy was hanging, holding a sharp knife, clenching his teeth, he just squatted firmly and did not move his nest.

She is very clear about her weight.

On this sampan, she still has the chance to gamble her life with the monster.

If it enters the water, it will be a bastard flip, and it will be completely over.

Obviously, the shaking of the ship and the disappearance of the crew were all caused by Li Yinhang's efforts.

It's a pity that the jar doesn't have long legs, so it can't climb onto the boat.

Li Yinhang insisted on Qingshan, and did not enter the water, so this highly targeted jar lost its usefulness.

Therefore, the monsters in this jar can only be an atmosphere group on the periphery, bluffing in vain.

There is still some oxygen left in the air bottle.

According to the strange and anomalous direction of the water flow, this air is enough for Jiang Fang to find Li Yinhang's jar nearby, and draw the birth date on it with blood.

When Jiang Fang turned back to the side of the boat again, the diving guide and the launching crew also brought two Malay tourists, like a big bronze fish, and came back aggressively.

When he found out that the two were lost and left behind, he was so nervous that his heart beat so fast, he swam back for a long time in vain, and then he slapped his head, planning to send the two Malay guests back to the boat before going down by himself.

Seeing these two people who had left the team without authorization and returned to the boat, the submerged guide was relieved, followed by a burst of anger.

He didn't even have time to get on the boat, stepped on the edge of the rubber gangway, and directed a burst of Thai attacks at the two of them.

It was Jiang Fang who was really scolded.

Nan Zhou, who had read the Thai dictionary all night, only had Thai shapes in his mind, and had no sound, and couldn't keep up with his speaking speed, so he simply grabbed Jiang Fang's scratched hand wholeheartedly, and stroked him carefully with his fingertips. the wound.

Among the rewards of the 99-person competition, "Cubic Ark" obtained two B-level personal binding skills.

Nanzhou took [Nightingale's Proverbs], which can treat common skin trauma, colds, colds, fevers, and detoxification.

In short, whatever the school doctor can cure, he can also cure.

In this way, Nan Zhou was honored as the nanny in the team.

However, for others, this is a small disturbance.

Even the dive guide just got angry out of habit.

Because Jiang Fang was obviously an old man with diving experience, but relying on his own experience, he left the team to explore an adventure.

It just made him worry and frightened all the way in vain, without scolding a few words, it was indeed not refreshing.

The crew and captain who disappeared in the wheelhouse also came out as usual when they heard the noise outside.

As if they didn't know that they just disappeared on the ship and went to another time and space.

While the submerged guide was calming down and Nan Zhou was holding his hand again, Jiang Fang whispered a few words to him.

Nan Zhou lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and went ahead to get a bottle of mineral water for Jiang Fang.

About 5 minutes later, Jiang Fang suddenly pressed his stomach and retched violently. He didn't know if he had eaten something bad or had a sudden illness.

Seeing that he was suffering like this, the dive guide was also worried that he would have an accident on the boat and he would be involved. After discussing with the captain and crew, he went to ask the Malay guests for their opinion, whether it is possible to return the voyage first and send the patient back to the shore .

Although the Malay guests had a false alarm halfway, they still had a good time. They also did the night snorkeling they wanted to do most. It’s not a big deal to go back to the shore, and they can watch the night view for free, so they agreed. go back together.

After 15 minutes, they returned to shore.

After being placed on the shore and the passenger ship returned to the depths of the night ocean, Jiangfang immediately returned to normal.

Just now, Nanzhou used the "detoxification" function on him to clean up his stomach.

Back to the shore, it will be convenient for them to investigate.

They came to the boat rental office, and after paying a tip of 100 baht, they pried open the mouth of the little brother who was in charge of the boat.

According to him, around seven o'clock today, when the sky was getting dark, a guest came here with several big bags and said he was going to sea.

However, there is a time limit for booking liveaboards. After six o'clock in the afternoon, the sea tour service will stop.

The visitor had no choice but to pay a high price of 5000 baht, saying that he wanted to take a swim in the sea at night to relax.

In this unregulated scenic spot, as long as you have money, you can talk about any rules.

Jiang Fang added another 200 baht and asked in English, "What kind of person is it?"

When the little brother saw Qian, his eyes lit up, and he gestured vigorously: "Tall and strong, with a hooked nose, he is not ugly, but his temperament is a bit scary. By the way, we saw that he was so eager to go to sea, and we were afraid that he would go to sea in private. If he wants to do any illegal transactions here, he needs to leave his mobile phone number..."

……

Complacent, Songpa drove the Jinbei minivan on the road leisurely.

Compared with the resentful rush when he came, he can be said to be relaxed and happy at the moment.

The jar must have swallowed up the damned three and buried them in the depths of the sea.

The sea route of a tourist attraction is roughly the same.

When he was cruising along the established route by boat, taking advantage of the captain's unpreparedness, he dropped jars for the three of them one by one at several points on the night diving route.

He also inquired from the captain that the guests who snorkeled at night all went into the water at eight o'clock in the evening.

After returning to the voyage, he stood on the shore, pinpointed the time of [-]:[-], made sure that the three of them had almost entered the water, then lightly recited a spell, and opened the seal of lowering their heads.

Although the ghosts are not easy to raise, the drowned ghosts there were also rescued by Songpa from all kinds of waters where people have drowned, and they were just thrown into the sea for nothing. , The evil spirit is fierce, and will never give those three people a chance of life.

At this time, his mobile phone buzzed and vibrated in the glove box.

Songpa stopped the car at a traffic light, took out his mobile phone and looked.

It's an unfamiliar landline number.

He frowned, and didn't want to answer it at first, but he is not in a bad mood now, and there is no problem in answering a sales call.

He picked it up and asked in Thai, "Who?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone, only the sound of even breathing.

Sompa: "Who?"

...still no echo.

Songpa became impatient and was about to press the hang up button when he suddenly heard the person over there chuckle without warning: "Ha."

Songpa's heart tightened, and he pressed the phone to his ear again: "—Who is it?"

The man spoke English, and his smile was very pleasant: "You actually left your real mobile phone number?"

Songpa clenched his phone tightly, straightened his back unconsciously, and the ominous premonition in his heart increased: "You—"

"You delivered your urn to us with your own hands." Jiang Fang said, "That's too polite."

He held up the jar that Nan Zhou fished out, and looked at it carefully: "...There is still your blood on it."

Songpa's brain was filled with blood with a bang.

It's them? ? ?

Why are they still alive?

How could they possibly survive in a sea of ​​helplessness?

Before Songpa could speak, his heart sank and his teeth trembled: "You——"

The blood he smeared on the jar for the sake of pouring down has now become his weakness.

If this young head-subduing master took the opportunity to carry out a cruel blood drop on himself...

He tried his best to calm down his flustered mind, and tried his best to calm them down with a calm tone: "You guys, what exactly do you want?"

The phone rang for a while.

Immediately afterwards, Nanzhou's cold voice sounded from the other end: "Don't be nervous. I want to see your lowered head."

Jiang Fang translated it for him in English.

Over there, Nan Zhou thought for a while, and summed up his needs in four words: "...exchange and study."