Chapter Twenty-Five: Disorder
"Mr. Song, I can actually meet you here."
In the barbecue restaurant of the World Trade Center in Fish City, the man who drank most of the soda sat opposite Song Lang as a matter of course.
The man named "Shiva" picked up the skewers on the table unceremoniously, took a big bite and said vaguely: "I don't know if you remember me, I am Shiva who belongs to the 'three gods', you can see me as a friend of Lin Shiyan, or you can see me as the second-in-command of the 'three gods'." ”
"As for why I'm here, it's just because I'm too sad after being ruthlessly rejected for a small request, so I went out for a supper, but I didn't expect to run into the 'Song of Hell' Ma Shaji so unexpectedly."
On the other side of the table, the expressionless man tilted his head and whispered something to the collar, then took out the wireless headset in his ear and threw it into his wine glass.
Within three minutes, the waiters, customers, shopkeepers, and even the chef had all left, leaving only the two of them in the huge barbecue restaurant.
Song Lang's expression finally changed after witnessing Shiva swallow four strings of tripe in a row, he got up and came to the counter to get a bottle of beer again, and looked at the smiling Shiva after opening the bottle cap with his thumb: "Shiva among the three gods actually has to notice me, I don't know if I should feel honored or unlucky." ”
"Don't make such a scary face, I'm not here to cause trouble when I'm looking for you this time." Shiva stared at him with dark golden eyes, and said with an unpleasant smile, "Although you always think that I am going to do something bad when I appear, but if you look at the current situation, you have taken the initiative to withdraw these fourth-level personnel. ”
Song Lang just asked, "What are you here for?" ”
"Ah, I just heard that a new person has joined you, so I wanted to ask you what you think of that newcomer as a Hellsong Force Diplomat. I think Mr. Song has a lot to say about this. ”
Shiva moved the beer he had poured, took a sip, looked at Song Lang and said, "For example, you want to break one of his arms, trample one of his thighs, or make him disappear completely." ”
Under the gaze of these eyes, Song Lang also laughed, different from the vast and majestic aura exuded by Shiva. At this moment, an indescribable dark red appeared on Ma Shaji's body, it was like the despair of being in the underworld, as if the evil beast dripping with joy in the blood had found a new prey.
"I don't have the right to tell you about that newcomer, I don't want to tell you anything, don't dream that I will reveal something to you, if it makes you unhappy, then I'm really embarrassed."
Song Lang said insincerely.
Although he hated Gu Qinghan very much and wanted to tear that guy's mouth open, it was his principle not to mix personal emotions into the internal affairs of the organization.
Shiva shook his head when he heard this, and squinted his eyes at him: "Eh, people just want to know how special that newcomer is, so that Lin Shiyan and the flower on the other side can protect him so much, and he won't even let me see it." ”
"This matter has nothing to do with you."
"Eh, the refusal is so crisp, it hurts my heart." Shiva clutched her heart, her face full of grief.
Song Lang felt slightly uncomfortable and turned his gaze away.
"Hehe, but I'm prepared."
Suddenly, Shiva reached into his pocket, took out a shabby rag doll from it, and placed it in front of Song Lang: "Since you don't want to tell me, I can only go and see for myself." ”
After Song Lang saw the appearance of the rag doll, Shiva pressed his eyebrows at a very fast speed to stop him from resisting: "Before that, please sleep well." ”
Suddenly, the burly body fell to the ground, and in an instant, he passed out.
Stroking the strange rag doll, the dark golden eyes reflected scarlet blood, Shiva's eyes were gloomy and indifferent: "This is a witch's boarding body, you are a person with a brain in muscles, just look at it?" ”
"Since you don't let me know, then I can only use your body as a medium to meet that newcomer for a while."
……
Gu Qinghan lay in a daze on the open ground, staring at the gray sky with wide eyes.
There was a thick haze around him, just like the one that had appeared in the village not long ago, and it only took a few breaths to make everything white.
It was so quiet that it was scary.
At that moment, a subtle call came from the thick fog in the distance, sounding like someone singing again and again, and like an echo from somewhere. It was vague and ethereal, but it was enough for him to decide to get up and explore.
Gu Qinghan just walked in the thick fog, limping as if he was crippled, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know what all this implied, was this a dream? Wasn't he supposed to be in Lin Shiyan's apartment, why did he appear in this place?
Until he saw someone who shouldn't be here.
The girl stood in the mist, waiting for him for a long time.
There was silence, a sadness that had never been revealed on her face. Sensing Gu Qinghan's arrival, a strange singing voice sounded in the thick fog again.
Gu Qinghan's expression froze, and he looked at her in a daze, the girl's figure seemed to merge with the surrounding fog, making him not sure if the person in front of him would disperse at a touch.
"You... It's finally here..."
In the suffocating silence, Yu Zhiqiu finally spoke.
"I'm here... Waited... It's been a long time since you..."
In the confusion of his brain, Gu Qinghan only felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if something was pressing on his chest, making him breathless.
"You... No... Can't do it all over again..."
"You've already lost... Many times... This is our last... It's a chance..."
The singing in the dense fog became clearer and clearer, and Gu Qinghan felt flustered for no reason, as if something extremely terrifying and dangerous was intentionally approaching him.
He suddenly sensed something, and turned his head sharply to look behind him, and saw a black shadow that covered most of his vision, standing less than five meters away from him.
The impossibly large black shadow stood wordlessly in front of him, as if there was something on the outline of his hand.
"Gu Qinghan, wake up!"
He broke free from the nightmare.
There is no fog, no crying maidens, and no strange dark shadows.
In front of me, there were only furniture placed in order, neat and expensive decorations, and Yu Zhiqiu who was yawning wrapped in a sheet.
Gu Qinghan stayed for a long time before he adjusted back from that weird dream that made him feel depressed.
"I had a dream." He looked blankly at the girl who appeared in his dream, and felt an unprecedented strangeness.
"Well, a nasty guy just came to your room." Yu Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and pointed at Gu Qinghan's heart, "I drove him away, are you okay?" ”
Gu Qinghan thought of everything, and after he agreed to Lin Shiyan's invitation, Yu Zhiqiu took him to a room, where the clothes and daily necessities he needed to change were already prepared. After briefly introducing himself to some places in the apartment, Yu Zhiqiu took him to have some supper, and the other people in the apartment were also busy with their own things, until a quarter of an hour after twelve o'clock, he returned to his room, took a bath, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
But he always felt that he had forgotten something very important.