Apocalyptic Forecast

"As you wish."

Faust excitedly danced, enjoying the sweet pain and anger, opening his mouth, singing aloud like a psalm:

"A ritual, ten overeatings, the bones of a hundred people, the eyes of a thousand flying birds and ten thousand viper!

Died in a spirit coffin, so he cried, transformed from a hell, and thus perished.

The shadow of rebirth is attached to the wings, and the flying birds will fly to the sky! "

Snapped!

Is the sound of the broken armrest, clenched in anger.

Ai Qing gritted her teeth and didn't speak.

My most precious treasure, only exchanged a prophetic poem with no fart?

After making a great deal of poems, Faust shoved his hair refreshedly, raised his head, and looked down over the eyes, as if he could peep into the furious lava under the ice, grinning.

"You have one last question left."

Ai Qing did not speak.

Faust waited for his time.

Until she finally calmed down, she issued her final question.

"... Astronomical society, will anyone lose their lives as a result?"

Faust raised his eyebrows.

He propped his cane forward and stepped closer, carefully looking at Ai Qing's face, admiring her return to a calm expression, and watching quietly, until she had peeped in her eyes for the hunger for answers before revealing it. Smile badly.

"Do you want to know?"

He giggled and looked at him with wide eyes: "Do you want to know? Do you really want to know?"

Ai Qing did not speak.

"You should have a better question. What makes you weak, little girl?" Faust admired her face in amazement, complacent: "I know who you want to ask, so there is no need to turn around, I can tell you the answer. "

"But--"

He paused for a moment and said the almost joke price:

"——I want your tears."

"Unable to do it."

In the silence, Ai Qing looked at him indifferently: "I don't have that kind of thing."

"Then you are doomed to get no answer. Haha, hahahaha, hahahahaha ..."

Faust laughed and saw that the devil was taunting his master: "Why care about people other than yourself, little girl, don't you hate all this? You hate sublimers and hate power. The people who hate the strong and hate the weak.

You hate those who have happiness, but those who can lose everything can't get your mercy.

Is your hatred really necessary? "

"Come on!"

He grinned and opened the last scar: "Aren't you the one you hate the most?"

Ai Qing did not speak.

Unknown.

"You will be eternally painful and unrelievable."

Faust grinned, and the viper's tongue generally split its tongue. Since the mouth stirred the vicious saliva: "No one can save you, little girl, your heart has already been left in hell, and even the devil cannot survive A lonely place! "

"——You will suffer eternal pain, just as you are eternally alone!"

"If it's just loneliness and pain, is it something to be afraid of?"

Ai Qing finally raised her eyes and whispered, "Since you are happy enough, it's my turn to follow--"

At that moment, Faust widened his eyes.

Bent down.

Stared in amazement at his abdomen, the dagger that entered without a handle.

Pull out the dagger.

The bright divine light emerged from the ridge of the dagger, evaporating a drop of dark blood, and making a noise.

This is the gift that she carefully prepared to say goodbye to.

嘭!

His body turbulent, collapsed again, and the mosquitoes that turned into ink a little bit were pulled back into the violently flipping book.

"Go back to your hell, Faust." Ai Qing looked at him indifferently, "Enjoying your slave will go to immortality and omniscience with pity."

"No, I will look forward to--"

In the pain, the devil finally cast a mocking glance at the world: "The next time you and I meet, the price you pay ..."

The figure disappeared.

The armor of the armor held the sword tightly and loosened it. Finally, there was no movement.

Although suspected of damaging the border relics, Ai Qing never violated any commandments.

Then, the pages closed and the shackles came again.

He closed his eyes and seemed to look at Ai Qing. For a long time, he withdrew his eyes and turned into a phantom.

In silence, the study returned to silence.

For a long time.

Suddenly a telephone sound rang.

Caller ID-unknown.

.

The phone rang persistently, as if waiting for her response, until she reached out and pressed the answer key.

"Which one?"

"Xiao Qing? It's me, Qi asked, Uncle Qi, do you remember?"

There was a warm laughter on the phone, and a slightly old voice sounded: "Sorry, sorry, I called suddenly. Didn't you bother me as an idle person?

Listening to the old lady saying you are in Xinhai, I was taken aback. Why have n’t you been here for so long? "

The old man on the phone said with emotion: "It just so happened that your cousin just came back from America a few days ago. Your young people must have a lot of common language, and they need to communicate more ... I would rather let him pick you up tomorrow and come to my place to eat How is the meal? "

"......"

Ai Qing listened in silence, endured the unpleasantness and gloom between his chests, and was really fed up with the guy who was leaning on the old land.

"Mr. Qi, you don't need to eat anymore. I have been busy working recently."

"Family, don't make such a difference. Are you still angry with your family? Blood is thicker than water, what unresolvable enmity is there." Qi Sanshu sighed sadly, "I'm really angry, but Sanshu gave Are you with you?

The grandfather will be a hundred years old in a few months, don't be angry with him anymore. Every time during the New Year, the old man always asks, is Xiaoqing back? Has Xiaoqing returned? Calling you, you always miss it-work is more important, is there a family?

Moreover, wasn't the old man also good for you? You see, in the end your dad succeeded in sublimation, and even you have a tendency to awaken the source ... "

Card pop.

The pen in Ai Qing's hand cracked a gap.

In silence, Ai Qing's eyes hung down, and it was hard to hide the gloom and anger that had penetrated into his bones.

Let the person on the phone chatter for a long time until he closed his mouth.

"Mr. Qi, it's okay to say that the boring family talk is here, I still have work to do, so be it."

She said, "Finally, please remember, my name is Ai Qing."

"——Ai Ye's Ai, Tian Qing's sunny."

"... Since you think so, I have nothing to say."

In silence, Qi asked not to say anything, but just sighed: "The old man often tells us something-children who don't go home, are going to endure hardships outside."

Busy sound came.

The phone hung up.

Ai Qing put down her phone calmly without expression.

If the good news is always late like a pigeon, the bad news is like a crow, always coming in groups, and then constantly throwing off the stinking feces, leaving a disgusting endgame.

They will erupt in one place.

When you least want it, where you least want it.

Nowadays, not only the job problems from the clean people and the vicious fables left by Faust, but also the pressure from the family is blocked in front of her when it should not appear at all.

Even this pressure has long been her expectation.

She already knew how precious she was as a puppet.

Whether from the standpoint of the family and her personal judgment, she will not let herself stay away from Yin.

After declining for nearly a hundred years, today's Yin's are finally rejuvenating, but they are far from the original prominent status. Want to recover the glory of the past, do not know how long it will take.

Compared with the foreign nobles who have inherited for a long time, I am afraid that they can be said to be short for decades, and examples of returning to the peak of power after hundreds of years of humiliation,

Of course, there are many corpses without corpses.

This is a long bet on everything, every chip is the key. That is to say, in order to achieve this purpose, every tribe, whether it is a main house or a side branch, is a precious consumable.

Not to mention, now Ai Qing has become the astronomical officer of the Astronomical Society, even if it is just a newcomer, the power behind it can reach an astonishing degree when necessary.

It is foreseeable that the Yin family is ready to participate in the struggle between the sovereign faction representing Wuchang and the border faction representing the border within this astronomical meeting.

Maybe a bet has already been placed.

And what role will they play in their plans?

Forcibly driven his tired brain to work, and in the long silence, Ai Qing began to envy the dead fat man.

At least when he needs it, he can find a lot of heat anytime, anywhere.

Unlike yourself, you can only add sugar to the coffee time and again to make the greasy sugar.

Alerted her not to the family, at least not yet.

But this call.

What does it mean?

A warning? A tender notice to bring back people? Is it something else?

Shouldn't be just that.

Unreasonably, she had such a hunch that Qi Wen represented, I am afraid it was not just the Yin family.

Even if the Yin family has supported him for so many years, but think about it with the heel, Qi asked how the old ghost with a lot of potential energy in one hand would be obedient to even the kind of thing to go home to the heel of the house?

Is his purpose really so simple?

No matter how earnest the words are, she still feels a hint of other meaning from Qi Wen's body, as if hiding something.

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Even if she has never had any contact with them, but she also knows how much energy the Qi family has in this declining city.

Almost like the Huai family in those days.

Mian Qi's family has been focusing on shipping and logistics for many years, but in the dark, I am afraid that smuggling is still indispensable.

But is such a thing rare?

It can be said that it is commonplace to say that it is almost a bad street to go out and eat by the mountains and water. Is it still a human being who does n’t smuggle along so many routes along the coast?

This kind of thing can't be stopped, and the old spicy people asked by Qi will certainly not leave the field in person to leave any handle.

So, what is he trying?

What do you want from your nearly furnished Ombudsman?

She pondered silently for a long time and took a breath. It seems that no matter what, all hidden dangers must be investigated at once ...

In addition, the necessary precautions should also be on the agenda.

After pondering, she picked up the phone.

"Hello, who is the Municipal Library Archive Management Office?"

"Professor?"

Ai Qing asked, "Besides the investigation of the Savior's Association, help me figure out all the trends of the Qi family in the past few years, and rush."

There was a rustling of writing on the other end of the phone. Soon, a low voice replied: "Okay, the record has been recorded, the price is still the old rules, and the expedited item needs to rise by 30%, is it ok?"

"Follow you, I just need the result."

"One day."

Professor replied, so the phone hung up.

Ai Qing put down the phone expressionlessly, but the inner uneasiness grew thicker.

For a long time, she closed her eyes and sighed tiredly.