Everyone was in trouble for less than half a minute. Soon, when Yi Yao insisted on dragging her luggage to the accident site, everyone hit it off and followed neatly.
Yi Yao looked at everyone gratefully, opened her mouth, but still did not say the slightly pretentious thanks. Everyone nodded tacitly, put on serious expressions, and looked at the road ahead.
Everywhere in the airport was noisy. Passengers were either looking at their mobile phones and making loud noises, or they were asking around anxiously and curiously. The ground staff at the airport tried their best to organize order, and everyone had the same unexpected expression on their faces.
"Go this way, you can't get through that way," the fool pointed to the road on the right and said, "Mr. Yi, you have to calm down."
"That's right, that's right," Qin Yin also said, "Maybe the people in the fifth watch didn't take this flight at all. Didn't you say before that they should have arrived long ago? I think they must have joined the Taoist priest and the others."
"That being said..." Yi Yao said, "But I always feel uneasy."
"I don't feel at peace either," Qin Yin said, "Since we went to Xinjing, I haven't felt at peace in my heart."
"You are worried about Taoist Master," said the fool, "which is different from Mr. Yi."
Everyone got on the escalator, and through the transparent escalator wall, they could see that the lower level of the airport was even more noisy. As everyone got closer, a strong burning smell also poured into their nostrils.
Baomu frowned and covered his nose. Seeing this, Xiaolan rummaged in his backpack for a while, took out a mask and handed it over.
"Brother Baomu, put it on quickly."
Baomu took the mask and was about to put it on his face, but his whole body froze in place as if frozen.
Xiaolan's heart suddenly felt cold.
This is a scene they are familiar with.
Baomu, I smell something.
"Baomu, what do you smell?" The fool asked cautiously while paying attention to Yi Yao's expression, "Is there a familiar smell here?"
Baomu opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly his eyes focused.
He looked towards the end of the escalator.
The escalator under everyone's feet reached the end, and a figure hurriedly walked over from the corner. As soon as he saw them, the figure immediately shouted loudly.
"Mr. Yi!" It was a young man in his twenties. As soon as he saw Yi Yao, his eyes lit up, "It's really you, Mr. Yi!"
Xiaolan and others looked at each other.
To them, this is an unfamiliar face.
But for Yi Yao, this is obviously not the case.
"Xiao Kong!" Yi Yao's pupils and voice were trembling slightly. He took a few steps down the escalator and dropped the suitcase in his hand directly to the ground, "Why are you here?"
"I..." The young man named Xiao Kong grabbed Yi Yao's hand as if asking for help, and tears burst into his eyes, "We..."
Yi Yao's face suddenly darkened.
"Could it be that you really took today's flight?"
Xiao Kong cried and nodded.
"Did the explosion at the exit of the station affect you?" Qin Yin felt anxious and asked directly.
"Yes...yes..." Xiao Kong cried bitterly and grabbed Yi Yao's sleeve, saying intermittently, "When the explosion occurred, we were walking to the exit of the station..."
Yi Yao looked almost suffocated.
"Are there many injured?" the fool asked, "Have they all been sent to the hospital?"
"Many...many..." Xiao Kong raised his teary eyes and said with a choked voice, "The explosion... was... very... very weird... Even our Tianyuan was seriously injured in the explosion. Just now...
I was just taken away by an ambulance..."
***
The journey was actually uneventful.
"What on earth is that ball of black hair?" Luo Jiutian pried open the door of a car and pushed Zhuge Shou in with great effort. "Is it just a decoration? I don't believe it."
"I don't believe anyone would use that kind of thing as a decoration," Li Muyuan said, "Let's go to school first. We will know when Zhou Ye wakes up."
Everyone had entered the city, and in a wide parking lot, they found this car that looked easy to pry.
"Where is the school? Jiutian, do you remember?" Xia Hua asked, sitting in the back row.
Luo Jiutian poked around in the driver's seat tentatively and said, "Of course I don't remember, and I've never been there...but there is a navigation in the car, and we can get there by following the navigation."
"Is it far from here?" Li Muyuan asked.
"Fortunately, it's about half an hour's drive," Luo Jiutian said, "Plus... now we don't have to wait for the red light, and we can speed. We can get there in twenty minutes."
"Is Zhou Ye's injury okay?" Xia Hua asked Li Muyuan.
Li Muyuan was taking the pulses of the unconscious patients one by one. When he heard Xia Hua's words, he put down Zhou Ye's wrist and said, "No problem, Zhou Ye's pulse is still very stable."
"Is there...a phenomenon of psychic recovery?" Xia Hua asked quietly.
"At least I can't feel it now," Li Muyuan said, "Maybe it will be different when I wake up? I don't know, Zhou Ye's physique is also very special. It would be great if he could cooperate with my research in the future..."
"Okay, let's go," Luo Jiutian stepped on the accelerator and set off with full power, "Taoist priest, what are you looking at?"
The Taoist priest sat in the passenger seat, turned his head and looked out the window at the dark night.
"It's nothing," the Taoist priest quickly turned around and waved his hand, "I was in a daze."
"You must be thinking about Xiaolan and the others," Luo Jiutian said, "I'm also worried about them."
The Taoist priest nodded silently twice, seemingly hesitant to speak.
"Taoist Priest, what do you want to say?" Xia Hua saw the Taoist Priest's hesitation, "Just tell me directly. We'd better not hide anything now."
"I just... always feel a little uneasy," the Taoist priest said, "uneasy for no reason..."
Luo Jiutian looked at the front of the car, without turning his head, and said to the Taoist priest, "I remember that when they were in danger, you would also feel uneasy."
The Taoist priest nodded slowly twice more.
"Jiutian, if you can't speak, stop talking," Xia Hua said, "Why are you trying to scare the Taoist priest?"
"No, this is not a scare," the Taoist priest said, "sometimes, we can indeed share the experience."
"Are they also in danger?" Luo Jiutian murmured, "What should we do?"
"Even if they are in danger, we have to find a way out before we can save them," Xia Hua tried hard to boost morale, "And even if I don't understand their abilities, you still understand them. They are the kind of people who can easily
Anyone injured?"
"In terms of combat ability, they may not be strong," the Taoist priest said, "but with the combination of Baomu, Wenling and Xiaoyin, their defense should have no loopholes."
"That's alright," Xia Hua said, "the powerful ones are over there, what are you still worried about? Let's worry more about ourselves."