7:40 pm, Cangshou District, Hongyu Station.
Gongsun Ce jumped off the back of the white-headed parrot and fed the biochemical bird a piece of dried meat.
The big bird gnawed and chewed, looking very happy. That look reminded him of Qiluo at dinner - the girl acted as if it was her first time eating, praising every dish, even though they were just eating instant noodles and instant noodles tonight.
Should this be regarded as a sequelae of amnesia, or is this the girl's own personality? Unable to assert, he decided to put it aside for now.
He had to help Qiluo regain his memory, and he also agreed to assist Shigure-kun in his love battle. But tonight, Gongsun Ce has to deal with his own affairs first.
The gray-haired young man left the pigeon station and walked along the road on the edge of the city.
Cangshou District, commonly known as Longtou District, is located at the head of the giant dragon as the name suggests. It is physically and stably connected to the central area through an extremely wide main road - to put it bluntly, it is the dragon's neck. Walking along the Long Neck Road (he forgot what its official name was), the first thing he saw was not the urban area, but two hills and a tunnel that ran through the mountain.
According to the understanding of superpowers, the twin peaks in the Cangshou District should be the protrusions on the back of the dragon's head, or the dragon's ears. Some people also say that it is a dragon horn, but according to the proportion, the dragon horn should not be this high.
Whatever parts they once were, what's there now are just two hills. The foot of the mountain is covered with green grass and flowers, and it is occupied by jungle from the halfway up. And further up, almost to the top of the mountain, you can vaguely see some blue through the gaps in the leaves.
Students all say that the villa with the blue roof is the private residence of a big shot.
Now he was heading towards one of the villas. After walking for more than ten minutes, he realized that the mountain was higher than he had imagined, so the super-powered person directly took off into the sky and flew towards his destination.
This was a waste of energy, but he wasn't too worried - could there be an accident at the door of Tianji's house?
He flew over the jungle, crossed the garden and artificial lake in front of the villa, and landed in front of the solid wooden door. The time on his pocket watch showed that he had arrived a few minutes earlier. The young man waited for a while, and when the hour hand just pointed to 8 o'clock, he knocked on the door with his hand.
Boom, boom, boom.
After a while, someone's voice came from behind the door: "Come in!"
The wooden door opened automatically, and the gray-haired young man stepped into the room.
When you enter the door, you first see a bamboo screen with landscapes carved on it. After turning around the screen, you get a glimpse of the hall. Huanghuali chairs, gold embroidered cushions, a white porcelain fruit plate on the marble table, and long and vigorous calligraphy hanging on the wall. Taking a closer look, he saw all kinds of rare objects, which were far beyond the scope of an ordinary student like him.
What is more eye-catching than all these decorations is the man in black who is splashing ink in the hall. He swiped on a piece of rice paper big enough for an adult to lie on, just enough to add the final touch to a weird formation.
Yan Qi threw the brush on the ground and pointed at the chair with his chin: "Sit."
The gray-haired young man looked at the objects in the room: "It's so luxurious."
The tall man smacked his lips.
"The house of the official is naturally very spacious! Can I, a poor individual like me, afford it?"
"You don't have any spare money in your pocket as a dignified world-creating envoy?"
"If the Impermanence Method can make money, how can it be so useless?" Yan Qi curled his lips, "You can make money because you are good at fighting?"
It’s hard to say.
What if a wealthy man with a fortune hires me to be a bodyguard or work for people in white coats...
"Oh, you can make money by working for others. What do you do?"
He shook his head as the man laughed.
"Like an idiot. If I had the chance to become a civil servant, I might even consider it."
"Idiot, what's the difference! Working for the rich and working for the emperor are not the same as tying a rope around your neck!"
Yan Qi sat down on the old man's chair, raised his hand and pointed at the luxurious villa, asking as if to show off his wealth.
"Is this room big?"
To say whether it is big or not, it is indeed big.
From the outside, this building looked taller than the small building he lived in in the Kingdom, and it was even different from the single-room apartment he lived in now.
Gongsun Ce replied angrily: "It's a waste to live in this house only for you."
"Oh! I'm alone."
The man in black rapped his knuckles on the chair handle.
"You saw me alone in this room, right?"
This question didn't seem like the other party was deliberately making him angry.
Yan Qi seemed to want to confirm something. Coincidentally, he had just heard a similar question this afternoon.
Gongsun Ce was in no hurry to answer. He did not enter the single rooms with closed doors, but strolled around the living room, carefully looking at every corner where people could hide. Only when he returned to the starting point did he say: "Everywhere I can see is within my sight." , there are only two of us here."
The middle-aged painter looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"It's rare that I'm not chirping. Have you encountered something strange recently?"
really.
He heard this question in the afternoon when Shigure-kun was confirming the number of people in the room. At that time, Qiluo, who used his ability, disappeared from ordinary people's eyes, and only he could see it.
Yan Qi must know something about his unique "sight". Otherwise, he would never have asked such a question.
Is Qiluo’s amnesia related to the law of impermanence? Or is she herself a high-level impermanent magician?
"At noon today..."
He sat down on the chair and carefully talked to Yan Qi about what happened this afternoon. This time he did not hide any details, including the strange "316" hours that he did not tell several friends.
——It was 316 hours and 47 minutes ago at noon today, which happened to be the morning of the Liuli Disaster. People with super powers would never believe that Qiluo's strange behavior had nothing to do with the events that happened that day.
Yan Qi rarely had the patience to listen to the whole story.
"You guys are so free! If you are so free, just go check it out slowly."
After leaving such an unclear comment, he grabbed the dried fruit from the fruit plate on the table and chewed it up.
Gongsun Ce slapped the table hard: "Don't do this! Why can I see Qiluo?"
The Impermanent Master said lazily: "Use your brain, Gongsun boy. You have one more eye than others, won't you be able to see more things?"
Gongsun Ce has never had more than two eyes since he was born, except for being scolded by gangsters as a four-eyed frog.
Unless Yan Qi is referring to...
The superpower person reacted quickly: "The eyes of the Netherworld Dragon?"
"That's right, the one-eye of the netherworld! Your boy has personally entered the spirit prison world back then, so he hasn't forgotten what that ghost place looks like!"
The gray-white mist, the power that consumes flesh and memory, the Nether Dragon sitting on the bell tower... Superbia's gloomy appearance is still fresh in my memory. Gongsun Ce asked doubtfully: "Isn't the phenomenon he brought about fog?"
"Fog is the boundary between illusion and reality. It's enough to remember this appearance."
Yan Qi obviously didn't want to talk more about this matter, but the gray-haired young man didn't want to give up.
"So what difference did that bead make in me?"
"The Nether Dragon is the ancestor of all illusions in the world. All it sees in its eyes is reality. What do you think it can bring you?" The middle-aged painter threw a nut into his mouth, "However, the one sealed by me Now, this thing can also help you see some tricks. Isn’t it very convenient! I went out and picked up a girl just a few days ago."
"I would rather not have this ability."
"No! I'll cut out your heart again. What are you going to do?" Yan Qi shrugged his shoulders, "Let's get down to business. Why are you here this time?"
"..."
The superpower fell silent in a rare moment.
"Almost two weeks have passed since the resolution of the Liuli Disaster. My life is very stable, and I have never encountered any messy things except what I just told you. Everything is the same as before. Going to school, after school, chatting with friends , helping the elder brother with things, occasionally fighting with the ability users who came to make trouble... chatting about youth and the future like everyone else... After the final sword was re-sealed, even that nightmare no longer appeared. Everything in the past was over, the sky The capital is not as bad as it used to be, and I think life is not that bad now."
It is obviously daily life that we should be accustomed to, but when we really talk about it, it feels like blowing bubbles with words.
Transparent and soft bubbles. It looked colorful under the sunlight, and floated out of the palm as the breeze blew, becoming bigger and bigger in the air.
Dreamy, ethereal, intoxicating... and worrying.
"But, I...occasionally, at certain times of the day, I still feel suddenly afraid. I worry about some sudden disaster that will drag me out of my peaceful daily life and involve the people I know...also That is to say, Yan Qi, what I want to ask is..."
He had been comforting himself with this for the past two weeks.
But when he said these words, Gongsun Ce still felt a little uneasy.
Just to make sure, he told himself, it wasn't a big deal, anyone with common sense would have said the answer he expected.
He clasped his hands and said slowly: "I have encountered dragon disasters three times in my life... I shouldn't be unlucky enough to experience the fourth time in my lifetime, right?"
Yan Qi supported his head with his hands, his eyes looking like he was looking at an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.
"Do you believe it yourself?"
He didn't believe it.
If he could really convince himself, why would he go to an expert to get confirmation?
However, there are still unrealistic expectations somewhere in my heart. Hope that all bad events will be completely away, hope that he can return to the life that an ordinary superpower person should have.
"How old are you and are you still lying to yourself? Don't you know what you have been through before and what you are holding now?"
The tall man spoke mercilessly, and the sharp words as cold as a knife tore into pieces the dream described by the young man.
"Stay away from right and wrong? Don't even think about it in your dreams! Even if you escape to the mountains and forests alone, bad things will come to you. Even if you lose your heart and become a waste, there will still be people who want to take advantage of you. Come to the door! Let me ask you a question, Gongsun. If a dragon disaster were to appear in the southern part of the United States, which is thousands of miles away, and hundreds of thousands of people would be destroyed, would you go?"
The gray-haired young man roared angrily: "...How can I not go?!"
Yan Qi laughed and spread his hands: "Isn't that the end? Enjoy the peaceful time now. Maybe next time because of something bad, you will run half a planet away - it is very likely that you will take the initiative. Go ahead, hahahaha!”
The middle-aged painter smiled evilly, and Gongsun Ce sighed, unable to get angry.
He knew that this man was right.
The previous question was just a fluke, and he was destined to never live like an ordinary person.
The bubble will burst one day.
In this case, people on the ground cannot stay still, but must respond.
"I know, that's why I came to you. I want to make some preparations for what may happen in the future. To put it simply, I..."
Yan Qi chuckled.
Not sarcastic, not mocking, but a smug and arrogant smile after predicting all the other party's actions.
"You want to learn the impermanence method, don't you, Gongsun boy?"
