Chapter 8 First Request (2)
The plane took off at seven o'clock, and Bai Xiao made an appointment to meet at the airport.
Earlier in the day, the moment he received the customer's call, Lu Chang was nervous. According to Changle's instructions, he first inquired about the situation of the past two days.
"Did you see anything like that at night?"
"Nope." Listening to Bai Xiao's tone, Lu Chang's worry was a little weaker.
"These days, I'm packing my luggage during the day, or watching variety shows, doing designs, and going to bed early. The quality of sleep is also quite good, and I hardly dream anymore. ”
In a good mood, Bai Xiao also talked more, and told Lu Chang about some cities on the cruise route and some islands along the route. Bai Xiao has always liked to travel, he has been floating around all year round, and he has some understanding of the languages and cultures of various countries. After agreeing on the departure time, Lu Chang said goodbye.
The city is lit up at six or seven o'clock. Bai Xiao is different from yesterday's dress, and today looks very refreshing and cute. The pale gray top is tight-hugged, the pants are medium, the casual sneakers, and the suitcase is a clumsy bear graffiti, which looks like it has just arrived.
"You've brought so much luggage." She looked curiously at Lu Chang, who was dragging three suitcases.
"And some exorcisms." Lu Chang explained.
It's true. Candle packed a lot of talismans, all kinds of them, some of which Lu Chang had never seen. If it weren't for the fact that controlled knives could not pass through security, semi-automatic rifles would have been crammed into suitcases by candles.
"I'm really bothering you." Bai Xiao looked apologetic.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."
When he was carrying his luggage, Lu Chang was carrying three bulky and heavy suitcases onto the conveyor belt, when Candle suddenly let out a surprise and startled Lu Chang.
"Didn't you bring your passport and ID card?" Lu Chang was on the verge of collapse, and his aunt and grandmother must say no.
"It's not."
Lu Chang let out a long breath.
"I forgot my phone."
Stuck in the air in one breath, it was as embarrassing as if someone had strangled him.
"Madame asked me to take it with me, so she could contact me." Candle seems to be in a hurry.
"Use my connection, anyway, on the cruise, it won't get separated." Lu Chang comforted her and said, "Let's board first." ”
Bai Xiao bought three first-class tickets, the private room was independent, and the bedroom was equipped with everything from the bed to the cabinet, table lamp, slippers, etc. Because of international airlines, you can even order some Italian food and wine, and there is a special dining place. Although the washrooms are small, they are also used independently by each room, which is probably no different from a hotel. As soon as she boarded the plane, Bai Xiao said good night and was ready to go back to the house to rest, and before leaving, the candle gave her a talisman and asked her to press under the pillow.
"Warding off evil spirits." She didn't want to explain too much, so Bai Xiao thanked her and left, leaving Lu Chang and Candle to have dinner in the restaurant.
"Miss, what else does Madame have to explain?" Lu Chang was a little hungry, and was busy stuffing cheese and raw ham into his mouth, and his speech was slurred.
"If I meet someone, she tells me to run away if I can't beat it, and so do you."
"What?" Lu Chang didn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer and put his hand next to his ear to make a trumpet shape, "What did you just order?" ”
"Lu Chang, you also know my mustard seeds."
"Of course, little paper man."
"That's why I'm not good at fighting."
"What do you mean?" Lu Chang was a little confused.
Madame said there was another possibility, that kind of black fog, she had seen before. However, there is a high probability that that person is already a corpse. But if he's alive, I don't think we'll come back intact. Candle thought about it seriously, "You just hide behind me." ”
"Good woman!" Lu Chang felt that he had always been very wise in the choice of when to be embarrassed and when to be shameless.
The flight attendant next to her looked like she was Italian, but she also knew Chinese.
"Is there anything else you need, sir?" The stewardess asked with a smile.
"Hmm... Well... Well, can I order all of them on this menu? Lu Chang smirked to express his affinity.
"Yes."
"Then here's a copy of these, as well as this and this." The fingers were so fast that they danced out of the afterimage, and Lu Chang pointed to five or six dishes in a row, "It's better to have some more Coke, I want Pepsi not Coca-Cola." ”
"Yes sir." The flight attendant smiled and nodded.
Next to the dining table is the window. Through the glass, the whole of Kyoto is imprinted like magma on the North China Plain. Candle asked for a piece of pasta, looked out the window, and no longer chose to speak.
"Have fun." Lu Changxiang enlivened the atmosphere, "I'm the only member of the club who doesn't have spiritual power, and I'm not afraid. ”
In fact, what this task is, Lu Chang himself does not know. So far, he has only seen the mustard seeds of the candle, and after listening to the depiction of Changle and the candle, he is more and more worried about the unknown. After all, the unknown is always the scariest. Lu Chang had never been in contact with the sword and axe hand, and he was also very unfamiliar with the people that Candle and Sir talked about. However, from the case files he had seen, I am afraid that ten heads would not be enough for him to cut off.
Last month's dream no longer reappeared. Lu Chang looked at the candle beside him, and felt a little, if Su Qiang was here, he would not be so silent. It's a pity that those dreams still can't tell if it's an illusion, Lu Chang sighed. The plane had already skimmed over Kyoto and was passing through the clouds, but at night, it was impossible to see.
When he looked out the window, he didn't notice that the girl in the glass was grimacing at him.
In fact, Changle explained to Su Qiang more than once during this mission.
If it weren't for the fact that every time Su Qiang appeared, she would have pulled Lu Chang into the unconscious, she would have left Lu Chang a long time ago instead of choosing to act after Lu Chang fell asleep. She had tried many methods, but it stands to reason that she could not be regarded as a strict parasitic spirit, but could exist without the host. But the real situation is that except for Lu Chang when she forced herself to close her eyes when she went to the toilet and took a bath, she was forced to watch everything Lu Chang experienced at other times.
"Can your mustard seeds work?" After Su Qiang was forced to demonstrate his ability, Changle still refused to let go, "Candle doesn't have any actual combat ability, I'm really worried about the two of them going on a mission together." You have to take care of them. ”
Su Qiang had no choice but to promise once again that she would definitely shoulder this burden.
But she's so bored right now. Lu Chang, a little boy, likes to do his favorite thing every day is to eat, sleep, and daydream, saying that he is an otaku and he is not qualified, and he runs very happily every day, saying that he is a big man, and sometimes his small emotions are as strong as a cow. is like a little boy who doesn't grow up, not only in the second middle school, but also the girl he likes doesn't dare to flirt. Su Qiang felt that the child was hopeless.
However, there is nowhere to go for yourself. It would be nice if it was a video director, even if it could be turned off and charged, it would be great!
She remembered Changle's advice again.
"Although your mustard seeds are strong, their own spiritual power is too thin, so you must be cautious. Although I feel that this woman is just a reaction to the awakening of mustard seeds, I have never heard of anyone who has such a large amount of bleeding when the awakening of mustard seeds is so heavy. It's better to be careful. ”
"Candle is my child, Lu Chang is also a good child, I handed them over to you."
Alas, I'm only in my 20s! Su Qiang couldn't be angry, bullying me just because I was a spirit? Who isn't a kid yet!
Candle inside the house.
All the suitcases were checked in, and the room looked empty. Candle crossed her legs with her hands around her legs, curled up in the quilt, and the bed was littered with files she had taken from Sir. Sir explained before they left that the axe man might have been brewing something, so be careful.
"Three years ago, I wasn't sure if they would come and find us, but it's better to keep it hidden, Candle." These are Sir's exact words.
"Wu Chen." She said silently.
The name made her mind fly. What kind of face is that? Round-framed glasses, clean face, and Hee-hee's smile are like the warm winter sun.
The person she called Uncle Wu, the most gentle person, the person who has poetry and books. Compared with the president's sometimes high-spirited and sharp arrogance, the name Wu Chen is more about making people feel comfortable and at ease.
Candle still remembers that every time she called the president daddy, the president was not very happy. In the man's eyes, he was more like a disciple than a child. It's like a law enforcer at home, stern and not easy to approach. And apart from Mrs., the one who is the best for himself is Uncle Wu. There are several college sessions in Kyoto every year, and at that time, Mrs. President is very busy, and only Uncle Wu is willing to spend the whole day with the largest snowman in Kyoto that Candle Pile Candle asks for.
"Candle, what kind of career do you want to do in the future?"
"I'll be a teacher like Uncle Wu and Mrs. Wu first!" Candle remembers answering herself.
"I'm not a teacher, and neither is Changle, but Xiaolin Candle can be a good teacher!"
"Really?" Xiao Lin's eyes flashed with excitement.
"Of course it's true, did Uncle Wu lie to you?"
I thought that this sentence would not change in this life.
The plane flew over the sea of clouds. Everything on the ground is not real.
Candle felt tired and fell asleep in a daze.
She had a dream.
"Uncle Wu, what kind of leaf is this?"
The autumn sun sifted like chaff and sprinkled on the body, warm.
"It's a sycamore."
"It's so comfortable to step on, like a blanket." Xiao Lin Candle cheered.
The road is lined with plane trees, with thick trunks, mottled bark, and golden leaves covering the pavement, hiding the original asphalt road. Some of the sycamore fruits fell to the ground, and some were half-hung on the branches, scattered as flying flocculents.
"Xiaolin Candle, is Uncle Wu good to you?"
"Okay." Kobayashi replied nonchalantly as he walked along, sometimes kicking up the stones on the side of the road and rolling into the mound of dirt.
"That uncle told you a secret."
"What's the secret?"
"Whisper."
Kobayashi Candle leaned over to his ears curiously.
Flutter! A sharp object pierces the body.
Wu Chen, who was smiling all over his face, let go of the knife and pushed his glasses with his blood-stained hand, "I killed Changle." ”
Candle woke up violently, cold sweat drenching her pajamas.
Outside the window, a faint light gathers at the end of the horizon, and the clouds flicker like icebergs.
It's going to be dawn.
(End of chapter)