Chapter 044 Perfect Closed Loop
The three people who surfaced were silent.
Although the punishment of depriving the vocal cords is temporary, it is still 124 days. Half a year is not a long time. Sang Mo, who has lost his vocal cords and cannot speak, will probably become more and more pessimistic.
No matter how you look at it, this punishment may not seem to cause as much physical damage as electric shock, but in fact it is the most direct and severe psychological and mental torture.
If a person who already wants to die loses the ability to speak and communicate, he will become even more taciturn and keep everything in his heart. The result of this is that he will be disconnected from the world and isolated from the crowd.
Maybe you will be isolated at first, then you will isolate yourself actively, and finally you will be free and enjoy your own pessimistic world and your own crazy world.
【Rewards are being distributed...】
[Integrating the Eight Great Skills of Fenghou Qimen....]
[Tongzi, why don’t you just declare it a failure? 】
[I was asleep the whole time and you call it participating in the exploration? Can the progress reach 90%? 】
[Host, the overall rating is 85%. How can it be considered a failure with such an rating? 】
[If the host had not been unconscious the entire time, the minor injuries suffered by the target person could have been ignored, and there would have been no need for a comprehensive assessment. 】
【......】
Sang Mo was silenced by these words, even though he couldn't say anything even if he wanted to.
Just now he subconsciously wanted to say something to ask Zhang Qiling to put him down, that is, subconsciously, as long as it was clear that he was temporarily mute, he would not make such a mistake again.
However, no matter how open-minded he was, the fact that he had temporarily lost his vocal cords still left the three of them speechless.
Zhang Qiling even thought that if Sang Mo had not been unconscious this time, he would not have been punished. However, this thought only flashed through his mind. If Sang Mo had really been awake, who knows what kind of trouble he would have caused.
But it was not their style to remain silent, and this would easily attract Sang Mo's attention. Fatty Wang exhaled a breath of air and said thankfully, "Finally I made it out alive."
He collapsed on the rocks in the shallows, feeling grateful and relieved for having survived a disaster.
Wu Xie followed him and sat down next to him, sighing faintly, "Yeah, I made it out alive."
After saying that, he looked at Sang Mo and pretended to be ignorant and asked: "Sang Mo, why are you also in the underwater tomb? When we found you, your feet were still handcuffed, and it was the little brother who found a way to open the lock."
Sang Mo didn't want to move, not even his eyes. He was still staring at the azure sky, his eyes empty and unfocused.
When Wu Xie ran into such a look, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He couldn't explain why he suddenly felt uncomfortable, but he just didn't want to see Sang Mo looking at the world with such eyes.
He stood up and walked to the young man, waving his hand in front of Sang Mo's eyes, "Sang Mo, are you okay?"
Sang Mo shook his head slowly, raised his finger and pointed at his throat, then opened his mouth and shook his head.
[I have become mute, please don’t cue me.] 】
Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, "Are you saying that there is something wrong with your throat and you can't speak?"
Zhang Qiling, "......"
Fatty Wang, "......"
Okay, the acting was a bit poor, but the punishment was dealt with, and they finally knew that Sang Mo couldn't speak.
Fatty Wang secretly gave Wu Xie a thumbs up. He had never noticed it before, but he didn’t expect Tian Zhen to have such acting skills. It seemed that Sang Mo had practiced cross-dressing as a woman these days.
Wu Xie looked worried. "Why did his throat suddenly become a problem? No, we have to leave here quickly and take Sang Mo to the hospital."
Sang Mo then rolled his eyes and looked at Wu Xie. The worry on the latter's face was very real. He suddenly became even more bored and simply closed his eyes and stopped looking at anything.
[Actually, I really hate seeing you make this expression. 】
[Every time you show such an expression, it means that you turn a blind eye to my situation and do nothing. All your concern for me will stop with excuses like your third uncle said, your third uncle won't let you, and your second uncle is looking for you. 】
[Wu Xie, when will you be able to grow up and break away from them? 】
Wu Xie froze in place.
Fatty Wang hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Wu Xie's hand, fearing that when Sang Mo opened his eyes, he would see Wu Xie with an out-of-control expression. He felt a little sad in his heart.
[Ha, why should I be so sentimental? It's so funny. It's none of my business. 】
[I want to go home. I don’t know if the yellow poplar tree I planted is still there....]
[Yellow poplar tree, yellow poplar tree, my home is under the yellow poplar tree...]
Zhang Qiling used some strength to support the person's knee and pushed him up. It turned out that the large flat in Dijing Building was not his home. Sang Mo thought his home was under the yellow poplar tree.
When was that yellow poplar tree planted?
But, probably not anymore.
...
Hei Xia Zi waited at the agreed place for a long time but received no message from the mute.
He drove the lifeboat around, holding his cell phone high, wondering if the signal was bad and that was why he didn't receive the text message.
Earlier, Aning drove away in the fishing boat as soon as she came out of the sea. That shrewd woman really didn't care about the relationship at all. She should have waited for Wu Xie at least, right?
Fortunately, Wu Sansheng specifically reminded him to spare Aning's life and not kill all of Qiu Dekao's men, otherwise who would be the scapegoat in the future?
Even Wu Xie's third uncle is so considerate of their relationship. Aning is really just a cold-blooded and qualified mercenary.
Hei Xia Zi thought that the reason why the mute hadn't come for so long was probably because he was entangled with Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi and couldn't get away for the time being. After all, there was Sang Mo, who could be eavesdropped on by them, so it was not easy to get rid of those two people.
Look, when he saw the three people standing in the shallows, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of disgust.
The mute was indeed entangled.
He drove the lifeboat over, and Fatty Wang waved the clothes in his hand, "Hey, there are people here, brother, save a life, drive over and give us a ride!"
Hei Xiazi drove the lifeboat over with a smile, "Hey, guys, are you in a shipwreck?"
Fatty Wang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He was wearing a black windbreaker, a pair of brown sunglasses, a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and his rolled-up sleeves revealed his strong muscles. He was a tough guy.
At this moment, Hei Xiazi was naturally wearing a human skin mask in disguise. He exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Come on up. I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you a ride."
Fatty Wang laughed and started to flatter him, "Brother, what's your name? Just call me Fatty. They are both my good brothers, Xiaoge and Tianzhen."
"Well, we are unlucky. We went out to sea for fishing, but we ran into a ghost ship and a thunderstorm."
"The brother on my back encountered a ghost ship a few days ago. He was soaked in the sea water for a long time and temporarily lost his voice."
"If we hadn't met you, we wouldn't know when we could return to land."
Hei Xia Zi raised his eyebrows slightly. The punishment for Sang Mo’s mission failure was to deprive him of his vocal cords, but the mission shouldn’t have failed, right?
Then why did Sang Mo lose his voice?
He grinned and said, "Just call me Brother Jing. Your luck is really bad. There is some dry food in the backpack over there. Take it out and eat when you are hungry."
Fatty Wang thanked him, opened his backpack, took out a bottle of purified water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Sang Mo, "Drink some water first to moisten your throat."
At this time, Sang Mo had been put down by Zhang Qiling, and Zhang Qiling was untying the rope on his wrist. His wrist had been tied for too long and there were red marks on it. His skin was also scratched by the rough rope and was bleeding.
Zhang Qiling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously blew gently on the worn wounds.
Sang Mo lowered his eyes to look at the water bottle that Fatty Wang brought to his mouth, then looked at Zhang Qiling, and couldn't help but raise a sarcastic smile.
[When I want to live, I don’t have this treatment, but when I want to die, I have everything. Everything seems to be an endless cycle. 】
[Dead logic, dead logic, dead loop, dead loop, oh wow, a perfect closed loop. 】
[Just like the person I love doesn’t love me, and the person who loves me I don’t love, everything has been predetermined. As expected, the person who wrote this lyric is a philosopher~]
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