The beautiful voice of the flight attendant resounded from every corner of the cabin.
"I am Su Qijun, the steward of this flight. This flight was attacked by an unidentified dangerous creature during the voyage. It has been confirmed that except for some students who were frightened, no students were injured. Here, I would like to represent this flight
All the crew members and UMU Airlines would like to express our sincerest apologies to you."
"The journey will still proceed as normal. If any students feel uncomfortable or find other abnormalities, please contact our flight attendants in time."
"Thank you very much to the students for actively cooperating with the crew."
"Thanks!"
Amidst the lingering sound of the cabin broadcast, Zheng Qing signed his name on the roster, and then was supported by Xiao Xiao and Shi Yuan as he walked towards the cabin.
The corridor at the entrance of the restaurant is very deep. Every few meters, there is a small round-arched carved door. Behind the door are different cabins. At this moment, the doorways of these small carved doors are crowded with many curious heads. Those who have not gone to the restaurant, or
People who had returned early from lunch were standing at the door, carefully looking at the freshmen returning from the restaurant.
The special plane was very small, and the news that the demon appeared on the special plane had spread quickly, but the news was all kinds of different, different from true to false.
The steward's vague announcement made many people doubtful of these rumors.
At the small carved door of each cabin, there is a wizard who claims to have obtained first-hand information. He is pointing fingers and talking endlessly about the weird inside stories.
Someone described vividly how the elves rioted in the restaurant, and how the leader of the elf was a green-faced, fanged man, a foot long, with a huge mouth open, and ate the pets. In these descriptions, the usually gentle little guy was unbearable to the wizard.
He was enslaved and resisted, smashing the pots and pans at work, overturning all the tables, chairs and benches, smashing the chandeliers, and tearing the curtains. It was like a hero in an epic story, with an aura of justice, resisting the tyranny of the evil wizard!
The strange thing is that many young wizards listen to it with great interest and their blood boils with excitement. They seem not to notice the countless logical contradictions in this story.
There are also people who seriously interpret the announcement issued by the steward. For example, dangerous creatures are monsters; unidentified dangerous creatures are unregistered monsters; if some students are frightened, then some of them must be scared to cry, faint, or even be frightened.
Magical riot; no students were injured, which means that non-students were injured. Those who interpreted the announcement even patiently analyzed the pauses in Su Qijun's tone, where the stress was, which words were expressed abnormally, etc.
It has to be said that compared to the elf riot, the conclusions reached by those who analyzed the notice are more reliable.
Some people were mysterious and whispered to their companions that in fact, the demon on the special plane did not escape, but slipped into the new students. Those freshmen who came back from the restaurant were most likely to be replaced by the demon. The steward asked everyone to pay attention to abnormal situations, just to
If you don't strike grass to scare the snake, you can catch the turtle in the jar.
This statement added a bit of scrutiny to the curious eyes at the door.
Zhang Jixin and Liu Feifei were in different cabins. Because of those scrutinizing glances, they did not continue walking together. They parted at the door of the restaurant and agreed to meet again after arriving at school.
Li Meng walked in the front holding three small pets. She held her head high, her little leather shoes clattered, hugging a fox and riding a pigeon, looking left and right, looking full of air.
But she was angry that none of the freshmen asked her about the incident in the restaurant.
Most of the curious eyes fell on Zheng Qing who was being supported.
These bored freshmen looked at them curiously, whispered to each other, and carefully inquired whether Zheng Qing had been injured in the battle with the demon.
Zheng Qing's face turned red.
He hates being watched the most.
It's like watching a monkey show.
He even wished that the headache would become more severe, it would be better to pass out completely and avoid these rude glances.
Unlike him, there are also some freshmen who regard this kind of gathering as a stage to show off.
"I thought there was something wrong with that flight attendant with red eyes!" In the corridor, a boy said excitedly to his partner next to him: "If I weren't worried about others scolding me for discrimination, I would definitely slap my donkey's hooves on her."
As he spoke, the boy raised a dark, shriveled gadget hanging on his chest and solemnly demonstrated to his friends how to subdue a demon with a black donkey's hooves.
The freshmen around him listened with great interest.
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and tried to block out this eye-catching scene.
He felt embarrassed for that boy.
Only by truly standing in the demon's aura can we understand the meaning of courage.
It wasn't until a few people returned to their seats that the lingering glances around them slowly dispersed.
"Is it really okay with you?" The little monk put Zheng Qing on the seat and asked worriedly.
"Well, it's okay, just rest for a while." Zheng Qing endured the throbbing pain in his head and responded vaguely while lowering the backrest of the seat.
Opposite the little monk, the beautiful woman with big burgundy waves was still fast asleep wearing her own eye mask.
Zheng Qing felt some inexplicable disappointment in his heart.
"He probably had some symptoms induced by the stimulation just now. From what he said, it's an old problem. Generally, it's safer to listen to him in this situation." Next to him, Xiao Xiaozheng was quietly explaining to Lan Que what happened in the restaurant.
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Li Meng leaned forward and squeezed next to them, adding in a low voice and arguing about something.
Zheng Qing couldn't hear clearly and didn't want to hear it.
He curled up in the large chair, feeling that his whole mind was in a hazy state, and soon fell into sleep.
…
The body swayed back and forth, and the sights suddenly far and near gave people a feeling of weightlessness.
He stretched his neck and poked his head, trying to see why he was dangling around.
A pair of dull wooden eyes appeared in his field of vision.
Then there is the stiff neck.
Straight legs.
Then came the two creaking rocking boards.
It dawned on him.
It turned out that I was on a wooden horse.
The sound of dogs barking from far to near.
He turned around and saw a big wolf dog, with its wet tongue sticking out and its scarlet eyes open, chasing behind the wooden horse. A thorn collar hung around the dog's neck, and its fur was tangled with blood scabs and dust, making it look dirty.
It was stained. It opened its mouth wide, revealing its yellow-stained fangs, and muddy saliva seeped out from between its teeth and dripped into the soil.
Don't get bitten by dogs.
He was furious in his heart and kicked the horse's belly hard.
Run! he shouted.
The barking of the dog is getting farther and farther away.
When he looked back, he could no longer see the big dog, and there was only deep dusk in his field of vision.
The fire clouds under the setting sun spread out in the distance, flooding over like sea water.
The fire cloud is getting closer and closer, and its color is getting darker and darker.
Until it's as red as blood.
Behind the clouds, the sad roar of the wild dog seemed to be heard.
The blood-red fire cloud swept over the wooden horse, like a sea tide rising onto the beach, drowning everything.
…
Li Meng was chattering to Lan Que about the details of the accident in the restaurant.
Zheng Qing, who was sleeping next to her, suddenly jumped forward, startling her.
"What are you doing!" The little girl looked at Zheng Qing angrily.
Zheng Qing muttered something, then turned over and continued to sleep.
Li Meng looked at Xiao Xiao blankly.
"Nightmare?" Xiao Xiao shook his head, picked up a pen, and wrote down something in his seemingly endless notebook.