Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

Being interrupted during deep sleep can be painful.

Jiang Jian pressed her temples, got out of bed slowly, turned on the light, and saw Zhong Xun squatting in front of the bed, restraining Asong who was lying on the ground.

The knife that Ah Song brought was in Zhong Xun's hand at the moment, and it stuck to Ah Song's carotid artery motionlessly.He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhong Xun's back, and unconsciously moved his fingers by his side.

Definitely not a legitimate defensive stance.

It is well-trained under conditioned reflexes, and can even kill with one blow if necessary.

The scene in front of him seemed to be the best feedback and explanation for Chen Xiqing and Bu Meng's undisguised taboo towards him, as well as the only surviving rumor in the survivor.

The mutual testing before going to bed prevented him from relaxing his vigilance against Zhong Xun's teasing for a moment, but this situation made Jiang Jian suddenly a little curious.

How many dangers had he tempered to become as sharp as he is now?

Glancing out of the corner of the eye, Asong stared at him with watery eyes.

"Let go." He stood behind Zhong Xun with a cold expression, "If this continues, it will not be self-defense."

Zhong Xun didn't look back, just said: "Find me a rope first."

Jiang Jian found a rope in the small utility room of Asong's house, and saw Zhong Xun tie him to a chair.

"Quite proficient." He made an objective evaluation.

Zhong Xun turned his head: "Want to learn? If you want to learn, I will teach you."

Why is he such a good teacher?What's wrong?

Jiang Jian was expressionless when she heard the words: "Thank you for not using it."

After seeing him tied up, he said again: "Can you go out first? I want to have a word with him."

"Kick it away after using it? Am I a tool man?"

Zhong Xun walked outside the house talking to himself with one hand in his pocket, and played with the knife he had snatched from Ah Song with the other hand.

The rain outside was a little lighter than before, so he threw the knife to the ground casually, and leaned against the wall to activate the wristband device.

"How?" There was a hint of excitement in the voice from the wristband, "Does he look like that guy?"

Zhong Xun tapped the screen with his fingertips, and said disdainfully: "You are the recorder of No. 001, can you stop gossiping like this?"

"This is the 299th person who is similar to him." The recorder No. 001 flipped through the cloud records, "But it doesn't seem to be the same as the previous ones. The one in the room is obviously thinner, and he looks like he is recovering from a serious illness."

"He is indeed healthier, but his physical fitness has never been very good."

The sound of rain diluted the volume of Zhong Xun's voice, but failed to cover up the tenderness and softness in his tone.

He once dragged that person to run on the playground, seeing his calm eyes staring at him, gasping for breath, obviously didn't want to run at all, but he didn't show any disgust or rejection, his heart twitched involuntarily.

"However, according to the records, this person in the room should be the first person to appear in front of you with the name 'Jiang Jian'. He looks like him, even the name is the same, and even the expression is very similar." No. 001 He said worriedly, "I have suffered enough last time. Is it really all right for you?"

"I know, he is not him." Zhong Xun said firmly.

"you sure?"

"When I left the room just now, I saw him secretly untying the child." Zhong Xun raised his hand out of the eaves, and a few pea-sized raindrops fell into his palm, "What do you call this?"

No. 001: "Soft heart? Sympathy? Compassion?"

Zhong Xun smiled lightly, noncommittal: "The real Jiang Jian is much more ruthless than him."

Seeing Jiang Jian crouching in front of him, Ah Song untied Zhong Xun's rope tying him up, stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Good old man? You think I'll thank you then?"

He raised his head and stared at Jiang Jian, his hands were still in the previous movement, clasped behind the chair.

Jiang Jian threw the rope on the ground casually, raised her hand, and touched Ah Song's forehead with her index finger. Her eyes were clearly gentle, but her words were extremely cold: "Do I need your thanks? Your goal is not Zhong Xun, but Me, right?"

The sky under the thunder and lightning suddenly broke, and the tip of the knife was clearly aimed at himself.

He and Ah Song looked at each other for a moment, and the next second, Ah Song slightly tilted his wrist and stabbed at the sleeping Zhong Xun.Little did he know that Zhong Xun was more sensitive and vigilant than he imagined.

Asong stared at him, and suddenly broke into a smile: "Who told you to refuse to share, bed, share, pillow with me."

He dragged the last four words extremely long, ambiguous and tactful, and his expression and tone were not at all like the stereotype of a mountain village boy.

"Ah, so that's how it is." Jiang Jian thought of his lowered eyes when he rejected Ah Song, nodded knowingly, with a calm expression, and slowly got up, "Then you go and tell Zhong Xun that he will sleep in your room tonight. "

After saying that, he climbed back onto the bed, got into the bed tiredly, and patted the place where Zhong Xun had been lying.

Asong frowned: "...That's it?"

"Is this not what you want?"

"Did I almost kill you just now?!" The young man jumped up with an agitated expression, "You just slept so peacefully? And you allowed me to lie next to you?"

"..."

Jiang Jian's ears hurt from his sharp and excited voice.

He rubbed his ears, turned his back to Ah Song, and said in a faint voice, "You are not the first, nor will you be the last, if you want to kill me, just come."

The chill in the words spread to Ah Song's back little by little, he couldn't help but tremble all over, his legs softened, and he staggered back to sit down.

He moved his lips, wanting to say something, but found that Jiang Jian had fallen into a deep sleep.

There was a patter of rain, and the house was silent.

After a while, Ah Song gently climbed onto the bed, leaning over to look at Jiang Jian.

The bloodless skin looked very fragile, and the calm and even breathing seemed to be in a peaceful and peaceful dream.He stretched out his hand towards Jiang Jian, and the moment he touched him, he heard a whisper.

Can't help but froze in place.

His hands were hanging in the air and trembling uncontrollably.

"Come down."

Suddenly, a man's low voice came from behind.

Ah Song turned his head and saw Zhong Xun standing in front of the bed, staring at him fiercely.

The rain was over and the sky was fine, and the ginger slips were awakened by the sun three poles in the sun, rubbed his hair and went out, and saw Zhong Xun humming a song, lighting a fire in front of the stove with a contented face, and there were piles of chopped firewood at his feet.

...It really is top1, Midnight almost lost his life and is still doing life experience variety shows seriously.

Jiang Jian felt ashamed.

And not far away, Ah Song gritted his teeth and peeled the sweet potato, then suddenly got up violently, threw the sweet potato on the ground with his hands.

His eyes were red: "What's so good about this thing!"

Jiang Jian walked over while buttoning his shirt, leaned over to pick up the muddy sweet potatoes, and handed them to A Song: "Sweet potatoes may be damaged by black spot fungus during the growth and storage stages, and the dark brown spots on the skin are As a result of bacterial infection, you may be poisoned if you eat it. In mild cases, it may cause vomiting and diarrhea, and in severe cases, it may cause coma and death."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment: "Is it possible to change food poisoning without a knife?"

A Song took the dirty sweet potato, looked up at him, and shook his head obediently: "No."

Jiang Jian nodded: "Then it's time to learn new knowledge."

Zhong Xun not far away: "..."

After breakfast, A Song described the way to the village chief's house, and then disappeared.

No one mentioned what happened last night.

The two walked on the muddy dirt road one after the other. Zhong Xun looked at Jiang Jian wearing the unfit windbreaker, carefully lifting the hem of the coat, for fear of getting soiled, and walking slowly.

"Have you always been so soft-hearted?" He said suddenly.

Jiang Jian seemed to know what he was asking, and continued to walk forward without looking back: "What about you? You don't seem to be surprised at all? I mean he will attack this matter."

Zhong Xun gave a low laugh: "The price to be borne by the top ranks is the unpredictable and illogical dangers in the show. I can only say that I am used to it."

Jiang Jian paused and nodded slightly: "I'm not soft-hearted."

"Oh?"

"Maybe he's just sick." Jiang Jian considered his words, "Unplanned behavior under accidental motivation, dominated by impulsive emotions, and lack of shame, very similar to the manifestation of antisocial personality disorder."

"That……"

Zhong Xun wanted to continue asking, but when he looked up, he found that the village head's house was right in front of him.

Accompanied by Hao Gang's angry shouts.

The courtyard door of the village chief's house was pushed open, and a bald head rushed towards the two of them.

Chen Xiqing and Bu Meng stood in the yard with arms folded, watching the licking dog surnamed Hao gallop out, looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and followed.

"There is a problem! There is a problem in this village!"

Hao Gang was panting heavily, his face still in shock, standing in front of Jiang Jian, as if he wanted to wipe his tears by his sleeve.

Jiang Jian hid behind Zhong Xun in disgust.

The corner of Zhong Xun's mouth twitched into a faint smile, and his eyes fell on the top of Hao Gang's head: "What happened?"

Hao Gang glanced at the room, lowered his voice, and trembled slightly: "I lived in Luan Yiping's house yesterday. A young man who was almost 30 years old suddenly seemed to be a different person in the middle of the night. He strangled his neck on the bed, crying and shouting. !"

Zhong Xun raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at the two girls who were walking slowly.

Chen Xiqing glared at him viciously, turned her face away, and refused to communicate with him.

Seeing this, Bu Meng approached quickly and said, "We live in Mr. Tao Zhijun's house. His daughter Tao Xiaochen said that she was sick, but the couple seemed to be in a daze. Healing can't be stopped."

Jiang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Ah Song's extreme loss of control, Luan Yiping's seemingly changed person, Tao Xiaochen's illness...and the blood on the village head's body the day he came to pick them up, all of which made him care.Compared with any experience of rural life, he wants to know what mystery is hidden in this mountain.

Chen Yandong tragically died in his hotel room after collecting folk songs in Qingluan Village. Could it be because he discovered some secret of Qingluan Village?

He turned to look at Zhong Xun: "Do you think he died because of this?"

Zhong Xun twitched the corner of his mouth: "Who knows..."

"Who? Who died? I can't understand what you are talking about!" Hao Gang was confused, but no one paid attention to him.He touched his shiny head, looked Zhong Xun and Jiang Jian up and down, "But then again, why did you two come so late? Could it be that your borrowed master died?!"

Zhong Xun shrugged: "It was too late last night, and I slept for a long time."

Hearing this, Jiang Jian opened her mouth without any ups and downs and said, "It's all his fault, he's too troublesome. Isn't it, my dear?"

Hao Gang: "???"

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jian: Today's human action check-in is complete.

Zhong Xun: How can this tool person be used in this way?

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