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The two finished rehearsing their story, and just as the ‘Holder of Panacea’ was about to leave, ZiLi suddenly remembered the question that had puzzled him that morning, so he asked, “How did you guess that trouble was going to arise?”
The ‘Holder of Panacea’ glanced at him and said, “Do you remember that fat man from this morning?”
ZiLi nodded.
“He had the smell of Sichuan pepper, cloves, and white cardamom on him.”
“And what does that mean?”
“These three herbs have preservative properties! What does it suggest when someone carries herbs used to prevent corpses from rotting?”
ZiLi’s eyes widened suddenly, then he said with a look of disgust, “That box, you mean to say it contains…… something like a human head?”
“You’re not so dumb after all! Ordinary people are extremely wary of the dead, so why would anyone carry a human head around with them? That means this fat man is definitely no ordinary person. And if you ask me, he is probably an assassin, because only an assassin would cut off his target’s head and bring it to the person who hired him as proof! But none of this has anything to do with us. We would not have gotten ourselves involved in any trouble if it weren’t for the fact that, unfortunately, there is also some kind of tracking substance on that fat man. Once it gets on you, no matter how much you wash, you cannot get rid of the smell, because the insects used to track the substance have an extremely sensitive sense of smell. As for the fat man himself, I can’t say whether he knows he has got this substance on him, but he deliberately approached us. That way, he can divert the attention of those pursuing soldiers. An assassin on the run would not waste time dealing with anyone other than his accomplices. And among all the diners in the room, it seems we are the only ones who did not look like ordinary commoners. So even if we say we are not with him, others might not believe us!”
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ZiLi frowned deeply, “So the city lockdown is also because of him?”“That’s the question. I only guessed that when his enemies came after him, we would get dragged into it as well, but I did not expect he had also provoked the authorities!”
Thinking of the repulsive fat man, ZiLi felt deeply troubled. He did not go looking for trouble, but trouble found him anyway!
“Now that we have changed our appearance, they should not recognize us, right?”
The ‘Holder of Panacea’ raised an eyebrow, “Hard to say, so you must remember the story we just came up with.”
***
That night, after the soldiers had thoroughly searched the city throughout the day, even the moon seemed worn out by the commotion, curling up among the clouds and refusing to come out. The streets were deserted, while the cold wind made the doors and windows rattle noisily.A dark figure suddenly emerged from the pitch-black alley. Judging by his build, he was tall and bulky, yet his footsteps were as light and nimble as a cat’s. He hurried along the shadows before suddenly leaping onto the roof of an inn. Hooking his feet around a beam beneath the eaves, he hung upside down outside a window, then he drew a thin blade, slipped it into the gap between the window and frame, and gently levered it upward. Once the window swung open, he flipped inside and landed in the room.
The person lying in bed obviously noticed the intruder, but before they could speak, the dark figure had already struck their mute acupuncture point.
ZiLi felt his body go numb, leaving him completely unable to move! He glared at the man as the other slowly lowered him back onto the bed.
The dark figure chuckled softly and said, “Little thing, don’t be afraid. I just could not find a place to stay, so I though I could borrow your bed for the night!”
As he spoke, he set the bundle he was carrying on his back down beside the bed.
Upon hearing this voice, ZiLi already knew who the intruder was! Cold sweat broke out as he glanced sideways at the rectangular box. It contained a dead human’s head, and the dead person’s head was placed right next to him……
Suddenly, a weight pressed down on him. From the breath against his face, ZiLi could tell just how close the man’s face was! He struggled to breathe, as he was terrified to the core! What on earth was this man planning to do? In a situation like this, one might say
叫天天不应，叫地地不灵 - Jiào tiān tiān bù yìng, jiào dì dì bù líng. – To be in a situation where there is no one who can help.
1 , ‘Crying out to the heavens, the heavens do not respond. Crying out to the earth, the earth is impervious.’ But he could not even cry out!
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“Are you really that scared? I told you, there is no need to be afraid!” The man leaned close to ZiLi’s ear and whispered softly. The intimate murmur, almost like a lover whispering into his ear, and the lips that brushed against his cheek sent a shiver of revulsion through ZiLi.“Smells wonderful! Like the faintest hint of lotus fragrance. Little thing, what kind of perfume did you put on?” The man buried his face in the crook of ZiLi’s neck and took a deep breath.
ZiLi’s whole body broke out in goosebumps! Suddenly, he felt a warm, wet sensation on his neck, and he jerked violently.
“Sweet too!” The person continued speaking in an ambiguous tone, making ZiLi’s scalp tingle.
Don’t touch me, don’t touch me, don’t touch me……
But the person clearly did not hear ZiLi’s inner screams, and even if the other did, that person probably would not comply.
Imagining what was happening through touch in the darkness was terrifying. Even in the dead of winter, ZiLi’s back was already soaked with sweat.
Hot breath approached, his lips were sucked and licked, and a tongue slid into his mouth…… Even with his acupuncture point struck, ZiLi could not stop trembling like a leaf in the cold wind.
A hand had already slipped under the blanket, finding the opening to his robe. When cold, calloused fingers touched his chest, ZiLi’s tears began to fall.
“Don’t be afraid. I am not going to do anything to you!” The man paused for a moment, then lifted the covers and slipped underneath, wrapping ZiLi in his arms as he whispered, “I am just going to hold you while we sleep!”
Hearing this, ZiLi stopped crying. After waiting for a while and seeing that the person really did not do anything more, he felt slightly relieved. After enduring for a while, he eventually fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, he woke up to find the fat man still holding him, sleeping soundly. Moving his fingers, he realized his acupuncture point had been released. ZiLi immediately reached to pry open the arm around his waist, but the arm did not budge at all.
“You disgusting fat man, let go!” He punched the other in the face.
The arm around his waist tightened, then the man scratched at his slightly itchy cheek, “Little thing, don’t make a fuss. Big brother here wants to sleep a bit more!”
ZiLi’s face turned green with anger. He grabbed the nearby bundle and smashed it onto the fat man’s body.
“Aowoo!” The fat man finally let out a strange cry and opened his eyes, “I have not had a good night’s sleep in days. How can you be so cruel to wake me with so much noise?”
“I don’t care who you are or what your purpose is in approaching me. I suggest you leave immediately, before I call for help. Otherwise, if you bring the soldiers down on us, don’t say I did not warn you!” ZiLi said, a fierce glint in his eyes.
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The fat man yawned and said nonchalantly, “Would you dare call out? Little thing, we are now on the same boat!”“You bastard, who is on the same boat as you?” ZiLi said furiously.
“Just because you say you are not, does that make it so?” the fat man said to ZiLi with a smile yet not a smile.
ZiLi stared at the repulsive face before him. The man already had a face that was asking to be punched, and then he had to pair it with that cocky, roguishly self-satisfied expression, as if he thought he was incredibly handsome. It made ZiLi want to beat him up and kick him a few more times.
“Let go of me!” ZiLi said coldly.
“Ah! You are angry again!” The fat man quickly sat up and hugged ZiLi to placate him, saying, “Be good, don’t be angry. I was just joking with you last night!”
“If you don’t want me to be angry, let go immediately!”
The fat man obediently let go.
ZiLi punched him before getting off the bed and retreating to the table, saying, “Leave immediately. Don’t think of dragging us down with you!”
“Little thing, you are so heartless. Soldiers are currently searching the whole city for me, and seeing me in such danger, you still have the heart to drive your big brother away?”
ZiLi glared at him with disgust, “If you don’t leave, I will! Just don’t follow me!”
As he said this, he immediately opened the door and walked to the ‘Holder of Panacea’s’ room, and knocked on the door. After waiting for a while without a response, ZiLi was puzzled. Could he really be sleeping that soundly?
“Don’t knock anymore, there is no one inside!”
Turning around, he saw the fat man leaning against the door with a frivolous look on his face.
ZiLi was furious and ignored the other. He angrily kicked open the door of the ‘Holder of Panacea’s’ room, and sure enough, the room was completely empty. The bedding was neatly folded, clearly untouched, but the bundle was still there! That was somewhat reassuring.
“Where did the Holder― my big brother go?” he asked, turning around with disgust at the man who had followed him in.
The fat man shrugged, “How would I know!”
ZiLi shot the fat man another resentful look, then walked past him back to his room and slammed the door shut.
How strange, where exactly could the ‘Holder of Panacea’ have gone?
I am sorry everyone for the infrequent updates (◡﹏◡✿)
But poor ZiLi! What is the author thinking (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
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