Chapter 114: for Tat (18)
In the distance, several figures holding mobile phones and taking wild pictures quietly appeared at some point; Those unfamiliar faces let out exclamations in cooperation, and looked at Zhuo Xuan who was stunned with freak-like eyes.
"Dingdingding......"
A quick and piercing ringtone rang, and Zhuo Xuan took out his mobile phone with a pale face.
"How's that, my 'strength'."
The phone was still ringing in the voice synthesized by the computer, indistinguishable from male and female, inexplicably harsh; However, at this moment, the voice is extremely strange.
All of this is the power caused by the other party's use of "tricks".
What kind of trickery can summon a giant "angel"?
With the power of such a strange creature, will you still be afraid of beasts?
Zhuo Xuan's throat was like a thorn in it, and he didn't answer in a daze, not yet recovering from the shock he had just experienced. But when he was attracted by the sound and involuntarily turned his head, his eyes happened to meet Zhao Meng's face full of panic.
Her delicate face was stained at some point, her body tensed, as if something terrible had broken into her eyes, her pupils shrank, but she forgot to escape, obviously, the picture just now hit this ordinary girl hard.
An uncontrollable sense of guilt surged into Zhuo Xuan's heart.
It's himself, everything is his own stubbornness, causing the guy who is hiding in the shadows to look at the people around him. Not only Zhao Meng, but also roommate Wang Wankang, Zhou Xueqiu, and even Wan Hongyu.
Absolutely, they must not be allowed to get involved in danger because of themselves.
It's just that......
Damn it.
Zhuo Xuan scolded secretly in his heart, but he had to say cooperatively: "See, what do you want?" ”
"It's very simple, cooperate with me to contain the beast." I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhuo Xuan actually felt the electronic voice laughing, "I can predict the movement of the 'beast' and will tell you the news in time, so you just wait patiently." ”
Forecast......
Predict the movement of beasts?
"Wait!" Zhuo Xuan's heart moved, and his voice unconsciously expanded a little, "I'll go to contain the beast, then you will also be there?" ”
"Ha, Zhuo Xuan, forgive me for not being able to answer your question."
Before Zhuo Xuan could continue to ask, the phone was quickly cut off.
Seeing that the people around him are gathering more and more, there is quite a bit of a watery posture. Zhuo Xuan was also disgusted to be watched like an animal, he sighed and came to Zhao Meng's side: "Classmate Zhao Meng, let's talk about the treat later, I still have some things." I will apologize well in the future. ”
As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Xuan hurriedly left the place, all that was left in his mind was what the other party had said about "predicting the movement of the beast".
Zhao Meng looked at Zhuo Xuan's distant figure with a dull expression, and it was a little difficult to understand the other party's behavior.
That's it, leaving me behind.
Hateful guy.
……
The car drove smoothly on the highway.
Lined with undulating hills, the trees that were once lush are now only dead and cracked, making people feel the terrifying magic of the passage of time.
Outside the car window, the desolate scenery of climbing up and down made Gao Xueqin can't help but think of the beauty of summer, but he doesn't know if that day will come again.
A trip that parents promised.
Ever since her husband, Hu Wenjun, who visited the counselor, came home, Gao Xueqin has been terrified. He had expected that this matter would become obscure with the passage of time, but after only two days in the school, he had a feeling of being watched.
It was the keen intuition left by human beings who had not yet fully evolved, like the creepy feeling of a weak animal being targeted by a ferocious beast, which made Gao Xueqin unable to sleep at night.
The parents who noticed Gao Xueqin's change immediately contacted the psychiatrist, but the effect was not obvious.
They decided to take a long vacation and take their grown children on a long-awaited trip.
It should be a joy to have such a pair of parents who care about themselves and are open-minded.
But why, the already restless heart began to become more and more restless.
Gao Xueqin felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and he turned his head to look out of the car window.
In the midst of the desolate landscape, a touch of gloom is slowly descending.
……
"There is another one, one to the seashore, and gone!"
"Forty yuan in Binhai City, let's go!"
Near the crowded bus station, shouts and shouts rang out everywhere.
These shouting black car drivers all have their own minibuses, and they lean against the side of the bus, behind them, the body of the bus that has not been wiped for a long time is stained with the sludge of the legendary experience of the journey, and the dust on the originally transparent windows has dried up and become a mark.
When they have money, they love to pull some pleasing guests; When you are struggling, you don't have to pick and choose, and you shout at a more competitive price than inside the station to attract some ordinary guests.
They have more freedom than fixed departures, both in terms of time and route.
A middle-aged man with greasy hair sits on a burning cigarette butt and shouts along with the others; Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a short man wearing a mask and a black beanie, and he shouted in his usual loud voice: "Binhai City, there is still one left, and the train will start immediately!" ”
True, only one empty seat was left in the car.
Most of the people who traveled together were reluctant to get into the car, only the short one who wrapped himself tightly walked alone, like a lone wolf in a group, with an inexplicable cold temperament.
The middle-aged man couldn't understand those things, and he felt a little happy, at least he could sit in the driver's seat right away, and he didn't have to stay in this dirty and messy station.
It's close to the suburbs, with all kinds of people coming and going, creating countless garbage in the short time they stay, and the fermented smell of the public toilets mixed with the aroma of the snack stalls is physically uncomfortable.
"Little brother, are you leaving? It's just one short. ”
The short, tightly wrapped himself, silently walked past the middle-aged man, as if he had stuffed his ears tightly. The middle-aged man didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, and he continued to shout, "Don't you go, little brother." ”
It was a declarative sentence, the last struggle for the result that had been finalized, but to his delight, as his words fell, the short one really stopped.
He turned around mechanically like a puppet, and walked in the direction of the bus door.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man got out of the way, and immediately shouted "It's time to go", attracting the eyes of other drivers around. He laughed, pulled the cigarette butt off his mouth, threw it on the ground, and burrowed into the car door.
The cigarette butts, which had not yet burned out, lit up with a sparkling red light, seemed to be still struggling with something, but as the wheels ran over, they finally quietly extinguished.