Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

"I'm Tao Zhijun, and I'm from the village committee. I'm so sorry, our village chief suddenly felt unwell, so he sent me to pick you up."

The steel "cable car" swayed across the canyon, and the man in his thirties squatted in the basket and said shyly.

Jiang Jian nodded, said nothing, and looked away silently.

The threat in his eyes before seemed to be understood by Zhong Xun, and the other party withdrew his hand knowingly, and put it in his pocket peacefully.

Not long after that, they waited for Tao Zhijun.

The two didn't communicate any more, and there were no prompts popped up in front of him. He tacitly passed this little crisis of almost violating the character design, and silently thought about the criteria for judging the program system's violation of the character design.

However...he is really not good at this kind of guessing.

So he gave up, huddled in a corner, put his hands on the edge of the basket, and observed the landforms among the mountains and rivers.

Qingluan Village is located in Qingluan Mountain, surrounded by canyons on three sides. Looking down, the turbulent river looks like a winding silver chain, which can swallow the gravel falling from the mountain without paying attention.

Going deep inward along the cableway, passing through misty clouds and smoke, seems to enter the fairyland on earth.

There were Zhong Xun and Tao Zhijun's low-pitched greetings next to their ears.

"I'm really sorry to bother the village chief to pick him up." Zhong Xun comforted Tao Zhijun with a reasonable look, "It's okay."

He said it would be fine, but he was actually dying of thirst.

Jiang Jian drooped her eyelids, thinking to herself.

"Actually, I should have come to pick you up." Tao Zhijun lowered his head. "My daughter has been ill for the past two days. She was almost recovering, but this morning she had some relapses. The village chief came here for me. I didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, the village chief also delayed.

"Then... other people in the village?"

Tao Zhijun scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Well... the situation in our village is more complicated, and I can't explain it for a while."

Zhong Xun nodded.To survive in such a remote place, there must be many unspeakable secrets.

He patted Tao Zhijun's shoulder affectionately, and sighed softly: "I think Village Chief Zhao should be quite old. Being a village chief at this age must be hard work, right? Are you in good health?"

Tao Zhijun nodded in agreement, only saying that the village chief was quite energetic, and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Zhong Xun turned to look at Jiang Jian.

He lay there obediently, for some reason, he looked very much like an abandoned milk cat in a basket, quietly looking out at the world.

Zhong Xun couldn't help thinking of the way Jiang Jian stopped under Tao Zhijun's hands before Tao Zhijun came, his eyes were like torches.

He probably really wanted to push himself off the ropeway before.

Being well-behaved is extremely well-behaved, but those eyes that are emotionless and slightly vigilant are the ones who can tell the truth.

After wandering around for more than ten minutes, the two finally set foot on the land of Qingluan Village.

Following Tao Zhijun on the somewhat muddy mountain road, Jiang Jian and Zhong Xun walked side by side in silence.

Until Tao Zhijun took him to a courtyard, he heard him say: "This is the last place in the village that can receive the family. It may be a bit crowded for two people. Please bear with me."

Jiang Jian then looked at Zhong Xun, her lips parted slightly.

Zhong Xun raised his eyebrows: "What? Do you have an opinion? You don't want to deal with me?"

Jiang Jian: "..."

He swallowed all the finished manuscripts.

Obviously he was worried that Zhong Xun would not want to live with him.

As far as he is concerned, being under the same roof is a unique condition for fulfilling the requirements of the character design. He can even play a pair of young couples who quarrel in the cold war without having to say a word to Zhong Xun.

Anyway, the character card does not stipulate the relationship between the couple.

He felt that the setting that would fall apart at any time, and the couple's boat would turn over as soon as they said it, was quite in line with the current state of him and Zhong Xun.

Jiang Jian ignored him and raised her hand to knock on the courtyard door.

"Then what, I'm going home to take care of my daughter first, you can come to the village chief's house for dinner tonight after you've settled down!" Tao Zhijun said quickly and left in a hurry.

Jiang Jian glanced at Zhong Xun: "He walks very fast, what is he hiding?"

Zhong Xun shook his head: "I've never seen this kind of hospitality. Either I really care about the family affairs, or... I don't deal with the owner."

"He should be avoiding me."

The door behind him suddenly opened, and a young man stood at the door, looking at Tao Zhijun's back with a sneer on his lips.

He is thin and looks like he is malnourished, and his height only reaches Jiang Jian's collarbone.Raising his head, his eyes flicked between Jiang Jian and Zhong Xun: "Are you here to experience life in the village?"

"Yes." Jiang Jian said.

Zhong Xun pushed the expressionless Jiang Jian aside, looked at the little Maotou who was only about 1.5 meters tall, leaned slightly, and said softly: "I'm sorry to disturb your life, my name is Zhong Xun, this brother It's called...Jiang Jian. Are you home alone? Where are your parents?"

Jiang Jian silently looked at Zhong Xun, frowning slightly.

This person has a suave appearance of lingering in the world of flowers and flowers, exuding a careless ruffian all over his body, but when he is talking to someone, his eyes are focused, as if there is only one person in front of him in the whole world.

It is both contradictory and harmonious.

The young man seemed to like Zhong Xun's tenderness and tenderness, he smiled slightly, opened the door, turned and walked into the house.

"Just call me A Song. It's not wrong to say that I'm alone at home. My mother is dead, and I've never seen my father. I'm the only one in my house. You can come in and sit wherever you want."

Jiang Jian was not polite either, and stepped in. Looking at Ah Song's back, he suddenly asked, "How do you know that Tao Zhijun is hiding from you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was suddenly pulled by Zhong Xun's sleeve.

Ah Song turned his head, eyelids folded: "Because everyone in the village is avoiding me."

After speaking, he let out a long yawn, closed the door and entered the house.

The slightly dilapidated courtyard fell into silence, and the courtyard door creaked shut.

After tossing and tossing into the village for most of the day, the sun had already set in the west, and a thin light shone through the clouds in the distance. The temperature in Qingluan Village was much lower than before they took the cableway. Jiang Jian put on the black windbreaker again.

"What did you drag me for?" He straightened his neckline and turned to look at Zhong Xun.

Zhong Xun frowned: "...Is there anyone who talks directly to children like you? Children are very fragile and sensitive. Do you really not know or are you deliberately pouring salt on the wound?"

After speaking, he froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that there was another possibility.

Maybe that's Jiang Jian's personality.

Jiang Jian tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "Did you kill?"

Zhong Xun: "Why should I..."

"Have you seen the blood left on his fingertips?" He interrupted Zhong Xun, raised his hand and shook it casually, then pointed to the chicken feathers in the corner of the yard and the dark red dripping on the ground, "From a certain To some extent, you may be more sensitive and vulnerable than him."

Zhong Xun: "..."

He is not compatible with this person and can't communicate at all!

The two strolled around the yard, and it was already dark when they entered the house.

Dark clouds turned black in the sky, and there were a few muffled thunders in the distance.

"It is going to rain."

Pushing the door open and entering the room, I heard A Song's voice floating over.Along with it came the smell of chicken soup.

"The rice is in the pot, serve it by yourself."

Looking at the young man, who may not be more than seventeen or eighteen years old, like a little adult, he walked into the simple hall with a soup bowl, and wiped the hem of his clothes with his oily hands.

Zhong Xun subconsciously glanced at Jiang Jian.

The severe cleanliness patient acted as if he hadn't seen it, and brought out the rice from the kitchen indifferently, took the spoon from Ah Song, and filled three bowls of chicken soup seriously.

"..."

Always feel very uncomfortable.

Zhong Xun walked up to Jiang Jian, looked at him condescendingly, tapped his knuckles on the table, "I'm going to the village chief's house for dinner later, don't forget."

Jiang Jian raised her head, holding a piece of chicken in her chopsticks, stretching it straight in front of Zhong Xun.

Hmm... Feeding should be a normal operation between couples.

Zhong Xun: "?"

Jiang Jian: "Open your mouth."

Before Zhong Xun could react, his mouth just opened a crack, a chopstick poked in, then pulled out again, almost poking a hole in his big white teeth.

The instigator was unconscious, and finally handed him the chopsticks directly: "You use these pair."

The disgust in his eyes is clearly written: I don't use the chopsticks you used.

Zhong Xun took the chopsticks and sat down angrily.

Rain began to fall outside the window, and the sound of the rain was getting louder, crackling on the eaves and the window coffin.

Asong's house was not spacious, and after Zhong Xun sat down, his long legs were almost touching Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian's eyes were focused on the dishes on the table, and she didn't seem to perceive this close contact.

He gently pushed his knee against Jiang Jian who was concentrating on drinking the soup: "Did you read the prompt when you came?"

God knows he has never been involved in leading any newcomers.

But Jiang Jian's appearance of staying out of the matter and having nothing to do with himself made him worried for no reason.

Jiang Jian glanced at him and nodded.

——You can leave only after obtaining the approval of the village chief.

Now the first thing related to the village chief was what Tao Zhijun said before he left, that he was going to the village chief's house for dinner tonight.

"Do you know where the village chief's house is?" he asked, "It's dark and rainy outside, and the mountain road is not easy to walk or find."

If you don't find the village chief's house, and you stumble and fall into the valley first, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

He didn't say this clearly, but Zhong Xun could hear the meaning behind his words.He turned to look at A Song: "You should know where the village chief's house is, right?"

Ah Song has been silently listening to the conversation between the two, raised his head, and chewed the green leaves in his mouth: "I know, but I don't suggest you go to him tonight."

Jiang Jian and Zhong Xun looked at him together.

"Maybe die."

Saying that, Asong grinned at the two of them.

Under the dim light, that smile seemed a little strange.

After dinner, Ah Song went to the back room to make the bed.

Zhong Xun and Jiang Jian were in the hall, looking at each other with piercing eyes.

"So, wait until the rain stops tomorrow?"

"You can go if you want, I won't stop you." Jiang Jian said, "I want to figure out the timeline first."

He heard from Zhong Xun just now that the test session he participated in was the first time that the studio opened a live broadcast to all guests for a newcomer test. The guests of "Absolute People Design" were notified that there would be clues to the next episode of the newcomer test live broadcast, so almost everyone watched it.

Zhong Xun said: "Chen Yandong only came back from Qingluan Village..."

"Where's the evidence?"

"The photo of Chen Yandong's computer screen saver was taken by him in Qingluan Village. Behind him, we can see the cableway for us to cross the river." Zhong Xun glanced at him, "Since you glanced at it, you can remember the time displayed on the computer , and saw his press card, but didn't see this?"

Jiang Jian thought for a while, then shook her head.

In his mind, the string of numbers in the lower right corner of the screen was obviously more prominent than the background of the screen saver... The handsome reporter in the photo was far less impressive than the miserable corpse lying beside him.

"Are you talking about Uncle Chen?" Ah Song came out from the back room, blinked, and asked, "He brought me candies from the city last time, and I'm still not willing to finish them."

"What did he do here?"

"Cai...Caifeng? It should be called that." Ah Song still smiled, "However, many people in the village refuse to meet outsiders. He stayed at the village chief's house for ten days and then left."

"Refused to see outsiders?"

"Live at the village chief's house?"

"Most people in this village don't want to go out and don't want outsiders to come in. Others, such as the village head, want everyone to go outside the mountain to have a look. It is said that Uncle Chen is also invited by him. The conflict between the two sides is deep. Are there only three that can receive you? I am still the one who was pulled out to make up the number. The rest will ignore you if you knock on the door. "

Ah Song's tone was unusually indifferent, and he sneered after finishing speaking.

After two seconds, he looked at Zhong Xun, then at Jiang Jian, with a faint blush on his face: "By the way, I came out to say, my house only has two beds, who wants to sleep with me? "

Zhong Xun: "..."

Let him come, with Jiang Jian's extreme cleanliness appearance, sleeping in the same room with a child may hurt the child's self-esteem.

Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, Jiang Jian got up, stood in front of Ah Song, bent slightly, and there was no wave in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of sharing the same bed with men."

Zhong Xun: "...?"

Does he have it?

"But..." Jiang Jian stood up, turned to look at Zhong Xun, "I can squeeze with him, and you can sleep in your usual place, which happens to be more spacious, so you don't have to wrong yourself for us."

Asong lowered his eyes in disappointment.

Zhong Xun: "???"

I don't have the habit of sharing a bed with a man, but I can squeeze with him?

What kind of weird logic is this?

So this person thinks...he is not a man?

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jian: I am just a ruthless machine that fulfills the requirements of the character design.

Zhong Xun: The fire is so big.

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