Qiao Qiao's shout of surprise received no response, only "Humphrey's Growth History" continued to turn pages, as if an invisible person was flipping through it quickly without interest.
Thinking of something, Qiao Qiao quickly stood up, let the pen roll off the vibrating table, and leaned forward to close the window.
The outdoor wind was blocked outside the window, and just as Qiao Qiao expected, "Humphrey's Growth History" continued to be blown by the breeze in the windless room, turning the pages until it stopped at a certain page.
Qiaoqiao stretched out her hand to pull the book over, but fearing to disturb the fragile connection, she pulled the oil lamp and lay down next to the book.
"The messenger from the land advised Humphrey to leave the Pirate Island forever. The disaster tsunami from the Ocean Goddess will soon engulf the entire island..."
Qiaoqiao read out the text slowly and raised his head in surprise: "Brother, do you want me to leave the Lennon Islands?"
Wow——
The pages of the book began to turn back and stopped at one page.
["No." Humphrey rejected Mina. He was lying, but he had to do it. 】
"I understand...where do you want me to go?" Qiaoqiao guessed that her brother might not be able to tell the truth, so she asked cooperatively: "Well...I mean, brother, where do you like?"
She didn't understand.
But Lu Li's influence here is limited. He has no cursed title and no humanity. He can only act like a ghost and do what ghosts do.
The pages of the book began to turn again, looking for the content that Qiaoqiao needed to understand.
"... From the waves, from the waves, a beautiful purple silhouette stood on the waves. Humphrey on the deck looked at her, "Who are you?", the cannons on the ship's side were all aimed at this deep-sea banshee.
——”
Before Qiao Qiao finished reading, the page quickly turned back to page 34.
"'Stay on land.' The two-faced woman warned Humphrey. 'No, leave on land.' The other face retorted, and they started arguing..."
Qiaoqiao, who was reading along, felt that he understood what his brother meant: "You mean there will be danger, but you don't know where it is safe, right?"
Her guess was close to the truth - a macro fact, but not the fact that Lu Li wanted to express.
Even when the page turned back to "Humphrey on the deck looked at her, 'Who are you?'" Qiao Qiao did not associate the answer with Lu Li.
The curtains seemed to be blown by the wind. It was definitely not Lu Li venting his emotions.
The fluttering curtains were stained with ink from the mouth of the bottle. Qiaoqiao thought her "brother" wanted to write something and thoughtfully unscrewed the pen cap. But Lu Li couldn't delicately let the fluttering curtains write, nor could he control the pen to write - and Oliver couldn't.
writing,
Finally, Qiaoqiao realized that ink was used to smear text. Lianman picked up the ink bottle and poured it out at an angle. The dripping ink was blown by the wind, slowly smeared, and smeared a large area of 34 pages of text.
【………………land…………, away from…………]
"Lu Li...?"
Qiao Qiao was surprised. The heavy paper page covered with ink could not be turned back. The curled paper page was covered with ink and stayed on the eighth page:
["Yes, my old friend, just as you thought..." The businessman shrugged towards Humphrey...]
"How could you die..."
Qiaoqiao couldn't understand it, even more than when she saw her brother's body not long ago.
Not long ago, they were reunited in Belfast and had a dinner. Then Lu Li and Anna decided not to leave and parted ways at the port. After a long and interesting journey, they arrived at the beautiful and safe Lennon Islands...
Did you hear the news of Lu Li’s death?
"Why can't I see you..."
The pages of the book temporarily stopped turning. Realizing that "Lu Li" could not answer the too complicated question, Qiaoqiao picked up her brother's favorite "The Growth History of Humphrey", tore each word into pieces of paper, and placed them on a non-adhesive surface.
On the bed.
This was effective but a waste of time. After tearing out three pages without repeated words, Aunt Mary's shout came from the unclosed door downstairs.
"Qiaoqiao, take another 20 minutes to rest and eat."
Qiao Qiao, who carefully tore up the pages and thought about it, came to her senses: "Do you want to tell Sister Mary...Auntie?"
Of course there was no answer. Just when Qiaoqiao was about to continue, a piece of shredded paper floated up and stuck to her lips.
Qiao Qiao pinched off the shredded paper and scanned the words on it.
【don't want】
"Why?"
Qiaoqiao paused and waited for a moment, but no shreds of paper floated up.
But then there was no longer silent tearing of paper. Qiaoqiao began to ask some questions, such as "What is the name of your detective agency?" Testing identity, "How did you die?" Asking for the truth, "After leaving Belfast
What happened?" Just out of curiosity.
Usually Lu Li simply answers or is unable to answer, and casually fiddles with the curtains to indicate another question.
"Where's Anna? Isn't she with you?"
No shreds of paper flew, no curtains fluttered.
The room fell into a weird dead silence. Qiaoqiao realized some terrible possibility and fell silent as well.
If Lu Li is dead, what about Anna...
This reminded Lu Li: it was twenty-five years ago now.
Lu Li suddenly couldn't restrain the urge to return to Belfast. He wanted to return to Anna before anything happened and stop everything from happening... But reason told him that everything in front of him was false. It was just an illusion, not real.
, may not even have actually happened.
Reason gradually suppressed his emotions, and Lu Li regained his composure. Regardless of the purpose of the existence that absorbed him into the illusion, or what he wanted to tell himself, time will bring the answer.
A weak air flow blew on the shredded paper, and several pieces of shredded paper were lifted up:
【Find some way to repel insects, demons, people】
"You want me to take you to an exorcist?"
【No, find some way】
At this time, the Shadow Swamp incident had just ended, and Lu Li had not spread his reputation among humans. Exposed exorcists would only regard him as a ghost exorcist...
"But only the exorcist can do it."
Qiao Qiao's answer made Lu Li realize again that this was the old era, and the power to fight against weirdness was only in the hands of exorcists.
【Then, you, say, do】
"Do as I say?"
【Yes】
"By the way, Aunt Mary wants to write to you and Anna...do you still need it?"
【need】
This dispelled some of Qiaoqiao's unknown guesses, and he was ready to tell Aunt Mary without hesitation, but then he remembered something: "Do you want to tell Aunt Mary about you?"
【For now, not】
Nodding to the two scraps of paper, Qiaoqiao went to Aunt Mary to ask for a piece of letter paper.
Aunt Roxanne, who has more life experience, suggested writing on parchment paper, otherwise the humidity of the rainy season and the sea will soak the letter paper. There is ready-made parchment paper here.
Qiaoqiao took a few and went back upstairs. After closing the door, she asked Lu Li: "Is there anything you want to say to Anna?"
There was a slight silence, and a few scraps of paper were blown up by the vortex to form a complete sentence.