"You also want to participate in the divine descending? That is the business of the divine beasts. Why do you participate?"
"Why not? You are always afraid of me. I will find some fun for myself, and I won't cause you any trouble when I come to the mortal world. Besides, my consciousness will be suppressed after the god descends. As long as the person who descends does not do anything
If you do evil things, why should you care about me?"
"Even so, don't do whatever you want."
A tarmac somewhere in the 21st century.
Walking in front of Fang Qitian was her cousin Yu Qiuming. Fang Qitian didn't want to agree to his offer at first, but he couldn't resist, so he agreed and was picked up. "A Tian has never flown on a private plane, has he? Neither have I.
I hope we can have a pleasant trip!" Yu Qiuming said happily, although Fang Qitian didn't care much about this, so he could only smile at Yu Qiuming's "friends".
Fang Qitian's family can only be considered middle-class at best, but Yu Qiuming's father is a real estate tycoon. Just because of some things that happened when he was a child, Yu Qiuming took great care of Fang Qitian. He took every good thing with him and saw a lot of things with him.
world.
"Hey, Qiu Ming." A boy waved over and suddenly noticed Fang Qitian looking around behind Yu Qiu Ming. "Who is this lady?" Yu Qiu Ming pulled Fang Qitian in front of him and introduced, "This is
This is my cousin, Fang Qitian. I brought her to you, shouldn’t you?
Do you mind?" Fang Qitian's eyes were silent, as if he had no emotion, but he seemed to be curious: "Hello." For some reason, the moment Fang Qitian spoke, the boy's eyes suddenly flashed, and he smiled like a flower: "Of course
You don’t mind, what a lovely girl. Right? Syme.”
The young man known as "Syme" was the planner and executor of this trip. Saime, who was directing the workers to move their luggage, heard someone calling him and explained the matter. He turned around and walked over. He also saw the man being picked up by Yu Qiuming.
Fang Qitian was stunned for a moment:
"Qiuming, didn't you say you brought your cousin here..." "I'm a girl." Fang Qitian spoke before Saime finished speaking. Yu Qiuming put his hand on Fang Qitian's head and explained with a smile: "
My sister prefers short hair and has never wanted to grow it long."
Saimu seemed to be full of curiosity about this girl whom he met for the first time. His probing eyes made Fang Qitian uneasy. Fang Qitian tugged on the hem of Yu Qiuming's clothes. The other party turned around and asked, "There are no Asian women in your school."
"?" Yu Qiu Ming and Sai Mu were college roommates. After graduating together, Sai Mu told other people in the dormitory that he wanted to organize a fun trip, but only Yu Qiu Ming responded to him because the others wanted to bring their girlfriends.
Friends went on their honeymoon. When Saim heard Yu Qiuming asking if he could bring a girl with him, he even thought that he also had a girlfriend. He was relieved when he heard that it was his cousin. Yu Qiuming called to ask if Fang Qitian was available.
At that time, Fang Qitian was preparing for the college entrance examination and was in a very irritable mood. Saimu on the other end of the phone listened to Yu Qiuming and Fang Qitian talking on the phone with each other saying nothing about the quintessence of Chinese culture. He thought that Fang Qitian was a straightforward girl with a fiery personality.
"I don't know, Saime is not a playboy either. But don't worry Qitian, I will protect you!" Yu Qiuming patted his chest, and he looked confident and made Fang Qitian laugh: "You'd better take care of yourself."
When I walked into the plane, I found that other "rich kids" who were participating in this trip had been waiting inside the plane for a long time. Two men and two women were sitting in the plane, talking and laughing, and didn't seem to notice anyone walking in until the room was full.
After Tian sat down, a woman asked: "Yu, is this your sister?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Yu Qiuming, who was sitting next to Fang Qitian, asked in confusion, and naturally put his arm on Fang Qitian's shoulder. The young man who talked to Yu Qiuming from the beginning said: "
She is a very cute girl, Angel, haven’t you been clamoring to cut your hair short before? But I haven’t seen you cut it short, so you can’t bear to do it?”
"Still..." Fang Qitian suddenly spoke, causing everyone to look at her, "It's better not to cut it short, long hair still looks good." The young man was stunned for a moment, then reached out and rubbed Fang Qitian's hair.
Smiling happily.
"Scott, you can't tell, you like small and human-shaped ones?" Angel sneered. Fang Qitian suddenly froze and looked towards the direction of the sound. His eyes were as hollow as the abyss, and the sound seemed to be squeezed out from the crack of his throat.
"Small, clever, cute?" Fang Qitian slowly stood up
When he came to Angel, Yu Qiuming wanted to pull Fang Qitian's sleeve, but he couldn't hold it. He even staggered himself for a moment. After standing up, he reached for Fang Qitian again as if begging for help, trying to take her back.
On the seat, Fang Qitian seemed to be angry because of Angel's words.
"A Tian's height is already very average, don't be angry, don't be angry~" Yu Qiuming seemed to be coaxing a child, hoping that Fang Qitian could sit back quietly. After all, Fang Qitian would take direct action when he felt unhappy.
Pai, because of his personality, Fang Qitian often made enemies in school.
"I have nothing to say about your racial talent, but I want to know if you are targeting me?" Fang Qitian stared at Angel for a long time, making Angel shiver before he spoke. Angel looked at Fang Qi in panic.
God, thinking that the other person is just a few years younger than me
The child was worried and said provocatively: "I'm just targeting you. Who do you think you are? Let men hang around you?" Fang Qitian stared at Angel's eyes and said: "Which eye do you see?
I'm surrounded by men? If your eyes are bad, I can dig them out for you."
At some point, Fang Qitian held one of the two cups in front of Angel. The longer the conversation with Angel lasted and the longer Fang Qitian stared at Angel, the more obvious the veins in the hand holding the glass became. "
There was a crackling sound, accompanied by the sound of glass breaking and falling, and everyone present knew that Fang Qitian had broken a brand new glass with his bare hands.
"A Tian! Hand!"
After hearing the sound of glass breaking, Fang Qitian realized that he was holding a glass just now. After recovering from his anger, Fang Qitian looked at the hand that had just held the glass. He didn't know.
Why, there is not even a scratch: "I'm fine, but this
Cup..." Fang Qitian saw Angel tremblingly taking another cup to drink water, and looked blankly at the woman sitting next to Angel, "Sorry, I gave you the cup from which you drank water..." The woman waved her hand,
It seemed to indicate that it was okay, but pointed to somewhere behind Fang Qitian.
Fang Qitian was wondering about the direction the woman was pointing. He suddenly realized something and turned to look at the silent Sai Mu: "You prepared this glass, right? I will pay for it..." Sai Mu looked at it with interest.
Fang Qitian confronted Angel. He was a little confused when he was suddenly asked, but he still replied gently: "It's okay, it's just a cup, but I'd better clean it first to avoid being hit by glass fragments."
Fang Qitian followed Saimu to get the broom and dustpan, and the rest of the people recovered from their surprise. Angel looked at the cup in his hand angrily, and said mockingly: "If it weren't for Hela's cup in my cup
Next to me, I don’t have any water to drink now.” The woman named “Hela” looked at the broken glass on the table and on the ground, sighed, and said: “Angel,
Don't go too far." Angel held the glass and heard Hela's words. He was confused and surprised, and seemed to have a hint of disdain: "Hela, are you talking to the country bumpkin?" "What's in your mouth?
Hillbilly is a little girl who can hold broken glass with her bare hands. Do you dare to try breaking the glass in your hand?" Hela tapped the table gently and looked at Angel gently.
Angel seemed to be ignited with a competitive spirit and began to try to break the glass in his hand. At first he held it with one hand, then with both hands, and even smashed it on the table and dropped it to the ground... But the glass did not show any cracks.
Angel looked at Hela and the enclosed piece of glass in confusion and surprise: "This, this is impossible, she obviously looks so weak."
"She broke the glass, but there was no blood on her hands... Qiu Ming, are the calluses on her hands very thick?" Hela ignored the surprised Angel and asked Yu Qiu Ming. At this moment, Yu Qiu Ming was looking at her.
My own glass, when asked the question, I was stunned. After thinking about it, I nodded and smiled: "There is a callus, but it is not very thick."
One of the two men who had said little after Angel mocked Fang Qitian finally spoke: "Qiu Ming, has your sister learned kung fu before?"
"Huh? Watanabe, why do you ask that?"
"nothing."
The blond man sitting next to Watanabe kept looking at Fang Qitian's back, smiled, and gently touched the mouth of the glass.
Fang Qitian, who followed Saim to get the cleaning tools, came to a tool room. It was said to be a tool room but there were not many things. The broom and dustpan were taken out of the box. After Saim took the tools, he pulled Fang Qitian towards the cabin.
Come on, Fang Qitianque seems to have suddenly noticed something.
, was a box in the corner. Fang Qitian asked Saimu if he could take a look at the contents of the box. Saimu glanced at it from afar and nodded. Fang Qitian trotted to the box, half-kneeling on the ground and opened the box.
, what comes into view is a "Buddhist scripture". "This
How can there be Buddhist scriptures in it?" Fang Qitian took out the Buddhist scriptures from the box, looked at the front and back covers, and looked up at Saime who was following him and observing the box. Saime shook his head: "Maybe it belongs to my father.
It was a gift from a friend. There is nothing interesting about this kind of book.
It's obscure and difficult to understand." "That's right." Fang Qitian flipped through it, and when he turned to a certain page, he suddenly found something wrong, "Why was it torn off? And the words in the book... are they in Sanskrit?
?" "It seems that Qitian can understand Sanskrit?" "I don't understand..."
"Forget it, let's go to the cabin?" Saim put his hand on Fang Qitian's head. Fang Qitian was shocked, and Saim quickly took back his hand.
Fang Qitian swept the broken glass into a dustpan and poured it into a plastic garbage bag. He groped around with his hands to make sure there were no glass shards and then apologized to Hela and Angel. Hela touched Fang Qitian's chin and asked her to lift it.
He started: "You are not wrong, there is no need to apologize." He turned to Angel and said, "Should you apologize to her?" Fang Qitian looked at Hela in confusion and looked at Angel with a frown.
Angel had already felt the unsettling gaze of Fang Qitian when he stared at him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He laughed awkwardly, cleared his throat and stretched out his hand: "I'm sorry, Fang."
...Qitian..." Fang Qitian hesitated and held Angel's hand.
Angel seemed to feel something. After letting go, Yu Qiuming took Fang Qitian to sit on the original seat. Angel whispered to Hela: "The calluses on Fang's hands are easy to touch." Haila.
La took a sip of the newly poured water and smiled: "I know, I saw it."
The plane took off, and everyone fastened their seat belts after sitting down. When the plane ascended after takeoff, Fang Qitian kept looking at the scenery outside the window. It was her first time flying, and her first time watching the scenery from such a high place. But suddenly
For some reason, Fang Qitian felt a tingling sensation in his chest. Fang Qitian thought it was just because he was not used to high altitudes, so he didn't pay much attention. Moreover, the plane had already taken off, so it was impossible to return, which would cause trouble.
But as the plane stabilized, the tingling sensation in his chest became more and more obvious. It seemed to be a warning. Fang Qitian frowned but still ignored it.