I wanted to get closer, but there seemed to be a barrier at the door, preventing me from walking through. "Mr. Nan! What's wrong with you!!"
He slowly turned back to look at me, his eyes were deeply helpless. My face was full of anxiety, and I seemed to understand in my heart: "Did it be that dark wizard who harmed you?! Was it him!"
"dragon……"
He softly uttered a word, looked at me, and the corner of his mouth gradually felt a hint of relief. I understood. When he called my name again and looked at me like this, was it because I was here?
"Mr. Nan! Tell me, did he harm you!!"
He nodded slightly and still stood there looking at me until my feet were empty again——
"Jiaolong, Jiaolong..."
He opened his eyes again and met Zong Bao's worried eyes: "Jiaolong, what's wrong with you? Did you dream of something again?"
I reached out and wiped the sweat from my forehead: "How long have I been sleeping?"
"We are about to arrive in Bangkok, and I fell asleep, but I felt that you kept moving. When I opened my eyes, I realized that they were closed. You must be dreaming."
I shook my head numbly: "Mr. Nan, he has left..."
"Gone? Where did he go? Didn't you say something happened to him?"
I exhaled a long, trembling breath: "Mr. Nan should be in trouble because of the dark wizard... Damn it, but they all wear the same clothes and speak in similar voices. I can't be sure if they are the same person...
"I was guided here. Could it be that Mr. Nan wants me to avenge him?"
"What kind of person, what does a dark wizard do?"
"wrong."
I didn't listen to Zong Bao's words, but I kept thinking: "It won't be alone."
It is impossible for the dark wizard Zhuo Jing’s mother knows to attack Mr. Nan. Jiang Meiyuan is their common victim, and that dark wizard is only good at raising ghosts. Although we have never fought, we can tell by looking at his attitude towards Fang Xuehua.
Second, and the person in this dream was obviously not ordinary. The words he said that I didn't understand should be threatening me.
The only thing they have in common is that they are all dark wizards, who are shady existences in Onmyoji. They also have similar pronunciation, but they are probably not the same person. There are many dark wizards. I can only say that I have seen them.
There are too few.
Now here comes the problem. I was going to see Mr. Nan, but I was tricked by this dark wizard on the plane. To put it bluntly, he wanted to give me some color first. It was obvious that he had some purpose.
You also know what I am here for, otherwise I would not have been brought into that space by his spell for no reason. And Mr. Nan, there is a barrier between me and him. I know exactly what this kind of dream means.
Well, it basically fulfills my thoughts along the way.
...Thinking of this, my hair stood up. If Mr. Nan enlightened me that he had an accident because of this dark wizard, then I must be careful during this trip.
It all happened so fast, so fast that I couldn’t believe it and couldn’t digest it——
Zong Bao saw my expression as if I was talking to myself and stopped asking questions. This has always been his character, even though he always chatted with me and was driven to poverty by Wen Xiaoni after we were together.
Quite a bit, but Zongbao's own character still exists. He won't chase me and ask questions. This is also what I think is his biggest advantage. Otherwise, if he keeps chasing me and asking what's wrong, I will really explode.
What's wrong? I want to know what's wrong now more than anyone else. Even if you want to fight, you have to let me know the true strength of your opponent. He has killed several people before, and who has he beaten in so-and-so's competition?
At least I know something in my heart. The most annoying and annoying thing is the feeling that the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, as if I am being spied on.
After getting off the plane, I followed the crowd and walked outside. I could see people from various travel agencies yawning and holding up pick-up signs. I had very few things, and Thailand is in short supply of things like incense. Even if you haven’t been here, you know
What's going on in this country, and lighters are not allowed on the plane, so I carried a pack of cigarettes, some spare red paper that had been enshrined on Lao Xian'er's desk for a long time, and a handful of them in the bag.
Rice, cinnabar and other things, I came here in a hurry and didn’t even bring a change of clothes. This was in sharp contrast to the tourists who came here with suitcases and excited faces, and even the simple bags were a bit shabby.
I followed Zong Bao as I walked out and looked around, mainly looking at the signs. The person who picked me up didn't know me, so he must have written the sign. I was indeed blind, and I could only skip words in English.
Not to mention rolling up your tongue and speaking in Thai, whose card is being swiped, but I don’t know what the relationship is between this person and Zhuo Jing, whether he is his friend, or someone who knows Zhuo Yuncheng from some business here, so I can only watch.
, while looking for it, turning on the phone.
"Jiaolong, look, that one is picking us up!!"
Zong Bao had sharp eyes, and soon he saw a card with my name on it. I nodded repeatedly, feeling relieved, and couldn't help but wave in the direction of the card: "I'm here!" After shouting, I speeded up.
The footsteps ran towards that direction.
The man holding the cards is a short man, a little dark, and he looks very much like the kind of Thai people you see in movies. He has high cheekbones and is wearing a black T-shirt and shorts. His eyes are not big, but they are very bright.
It's just that the aura emanating from his body...is a bit gloomy.
In line with the principle of politeness, I nodded to him: "Hello, Sawadika, I am Maggiore."
"Hello, I'm here to pick you up."
He looked at me expressionlessly and replied. He put his hands together slightly as a courtesy. He could speak Chinese, which made me very happy. He moved his arms slightly to the side: "Please follow me."
After saying that, he threw down the cards in his hand and walked directly to the airport door. Zong Bao followed me and touched me with his arm: "That's cool. Why didn't he say who he and Zhuo Jing were?"
It’s a relationship.”
I didn't answer and followed him out the door. After walking for a while, Zong Bao began to mutter in a low voice: "Should we apply for a visa on arrival first? If not, can he help us with it? Nothing happens."
Still didn't say anything, I just looked at his back quietly. I saw the black tattoos on the inside of his forearms, densely packed like earthworms, which were Thai characters. I didn't recognize them until he walked out of the door.
, the night was dark and hot, he probably felt that I was looking at him, so he looked back at me and said, "My car is parked a little far away, in the parking lot over there."
I nodded in response. At first there were a lot of people and cars outside the airport, but as he walked for a while, the number of people gradually became less and less. Apparently he was taking us to a secluded place. Zong Bao stretched out his hand to pull us.
He pulled me and whispered: "Jiaolong, I feel something is wrong. We are not familiar with this place, and he didn't say anything. He sold it to us and neither of us knew..."
The man in front of me, who didn't even say his name, stopped at this moment, and moved his hand to the side of the crude and somewhat unreachable van: "This is the car that's here to pick you up, get in the car."
Zong Bao greeted him with a smile and held his hand: "We haven't said hello properly yet. My name is Liu Zongbao. I don't know what your name is yet..."
The man pulled his hand out roughly and looked at us stiffly: "Get in the car."
Zong Bao frowned and looked at him: "Why are your hands so sticky..." As he said that, he put his hand under his nose and smelled it. He retched at that time: "It smells so bad..."
"Corpse Oil!!"
Without further ado, I immediately grabbed the man’s wrist. It was indeed wet and sticky, as if it had been rubbed with essential oil. I twisted my backhand and patted his back while pushing him toward the car: “Tell me, who asked you to come!
!!”
The man was pinned to the car by me, turned around and uttered something viciously that I didn't understand. I felt itchy all over my body, curse!!
As soon as the strength in my hand was loosened, the man looked at me and continued to utter incantations that were like scriptures. Zong Bao beside me couldn't straighten up at that time, "Jiaolong, my stomach hurts..."
I gritted my teeth. Although I couldn't light incense without an open flame, my natural yin and yang could now be put to great use. Then I bit my middle finger, took out the red paper and wiped it from bottom to top. After a drink, I patted the man's head.
Above: "You dare to scare me with such tricks! Tell me! Who asked you to come!!!"
The man was like a puppet wherever I photographed him. His dull reaction told me early on that he was being controlled. His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and something like foam came out of his mouth. On my hand
Without stopping, the red paper was slashed from his forehead to his neck, and he shouted again: "Say!!!"
I don’t believe how creative that dark wizard is, not to mention that this dark wizard dares to take action against Mr. Nan. All the anger seems to burst out in an instant. I, the five-thousand-year-old splendid culture of Greater China, will I be afraid of you!?
The man's eyes began to turn gray, he rolled up and down twice and then his eyes were revealed again. He suddenly shouted something at me and then struck me with a bow and leg. I stretched out my hand to block it, but he jumped up as if cheating.
, the knee came straight to my door, damn, play Muay Thai with me!!
"Zong Bao! Rice!!"
I yelled and backed away continuously. If I hadn't been too angry now and couldn't invite Xian'er, I would have invited Li Yuanba up and hit you with a big hammer to kill you!
Watching Zong Bao open the bag we were carrying, take out a small bag of rice and throw it over. I avoided his knees and caught it at the same time. Seeing him bending his elbows and jumping towards me again, I pulled it randomly
He opened the bag, stirred it up with his bloody fingers, and threw it in front of his face: "One meter and one nail, here is your prototype!!!"
The man's flying body lost momentum and fell straight to the ground. I took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, pressed a blood mark on my eyebrow with my finger, and then pressed his eyelids: "See your true form behind your back! What a shame.
Master!!"
Pictures began to flash in my mind at that time, including a desk, a shroud, corpse oil, a human fetus, black cloth... It was a black priest, and he was indeed vicious!
Gritting my teeth, I exerted my strength again, and the man screamed: "I will lend you your eyes to see the real person behind you!!"
The screen flickered again, and I saw a room with two rows of men sitting on their knees in front of the black magic table. Everyone lowered their heads and rolled up their sleeves. A man in black was tattooing them.
The pattern was as curved as tadpole writing. I closed my eyes hard, trying to see the face inside the black cloak through the eyes of a man. His chin was very pointed, he had no beard, and his lips were white. I looked up hard, and only
Seeing the corners of the black cloth man's lips suddenly twitching, the man on the ground twitched again, pushed me away with great force, and started running in one direction, rolling and crawling.
"Chase!"
I sat on the ground and shouted, he was being guided, follow him and you can catch the person behind him, capture the thief and capture the king, otherwise it will be useless even if I kill this little guy.
Zong Bao reacted quickly. His stomach pain should have stopped, so he grabbed my bag and ran after the man.
The man ran like a rabbit. There was a two-meter-high wall in front of him, and he actually climbed over it with just a few bare hands. Zong Bao couldn't jump over, so he could only stand there and wait for me, "What should I do?"
"squat!!"
I shouted loudly, and Zong Bao understood at that time, and immediately squatted in the corner with his head in his arms. I ran like a desperate man, stepped on Zong Bao's shoulders, stretched my arms, and crossed my thighs!!
"Jiaolong, what's wrong with you..."
"I'm having cramps..."
Zong Bao looked at me hanging on the wall blankly: "Then, are you still chasing me?"
I looked at him with a painful look on my face: "Chasing your uncle, get him down for me." (To be continued)