Chapter 1: Air Crash, Priest and Boy
"Ladies and gentlemen, due to the air currents, the plane is a little bumpy. Please return to your seats and keep your seat belts in place..."
The flight attendant's announcement should have been clear, but the painful coughs coming from the seat next to him made it difficult for Father Matthew to focus on it.
He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy with thick black hair.
The boy was sitting by the window, dressed in a suit and tie, looking mature. He even had an obviously expensive silver mechanical watch on his fair wrist, which he raised because he was covering his mouth with his hands to cough.
But he looked only about twelve or thirteen years old and was very thin.
His pale face and the blood stains on his handkerchief proved that his physical condition was still very poor.
Advanced lung cancer.
Father Matthew made a silent judgment.
The minor flew alone and had no family to take care of him when he was seriously ill. It was obvious that his living environment was not very good.
He won't live for many days.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and didn't intend to pay any attention.
The plane is about to crash.
And he wants to find out the reason and find out what happened on the plane.
But I didn't have the extra energy to sympathize with a little boy passing by.
Despite the boy's miserable situation.
But there are too many tragedies in the world.
Who can understand it? However, the priest ignored it, and the other party took the initiative.
"Want to play cards?"
When Matthew turned his head, the boy suddenly looked at him. His voice was hoarse and difficult from long-term coughing, but his pure blue eyes were full of innocence and expectation.
It seemed that this long and lonely journey made him a little bored.
Faced with such a look, the priest couldn't help but feel compassion.
only--
"No, thank you." He refused coldly.
"It's very funny. Just watch if you don't believe me."
The boy insisted, and regardless of the priest's reaction, he took out a brand new deck of cards, lowered his head, and began to shuffle them back and forth.
His ten fingers moved very flexibly, and the poker cards kept flipping and jumping between his slender fingers, as if dancing, with a peculiar artistic beauty.
Father Matthew, who had originally not intended to pay attention, was gradually attracted and surprise flashed in his eyes.
In the past, he had seen people playing poker so skillfully, but those people were generally adult magicians or people in casinos.
It is unprecedented to see someone as young as this one and play so well.
However, after the initial surprise, the priest lost interest.
In his opinion, this is ultimately a tacky acrobatic trick with no practical value and is not worthy of being presented on the stage.
"You're so sick, and you still want to play."
"You are really a child..."
Speechless, he was about to look away.
Suddenly , everything in front of his eyes went dark, and a sharp pain instantly broke out from his eyes! Then, before the priest could scream in pain, he suddenly felt a lightness in his waist, followed by the sound of a gun being loaded.
"Bang--!"
At the end of my consciousness, there was only a roar that was close at hand.
…
When he woke up again, Father Matthew was still sitting in the economy class seat of the plane.
However, the sickly little boy was no longer beside him, and there were no other passengers around.
The empty cabin was dimly lit and the environment was cold. Apart from a young man dressed as an assistant, there was no one else.
"Have you channeled the truth about this plane crash, Father?"
The female assistant wearing glasses asked with concern.
The calm middle-aged priest did not respond.
In other words, he was sitting there in a daze, and had not yet recovered from the sudden death.
This couldn't help but make the assistant feel a little worried.
Last night, a civilian airliner crashed into the sea and no passengers survived.
They are currently investigating the cause of the disaster - using psychic means.
As the chief exorcist in the country's church, Father Matthew's spiritualism is certainly not simple spiritualism.
The assistant didn't know the specific method of performance, but she knew that this kind of spiritual communication was actually more like a historical review.
Even more mysterious than looking back at history.
It is immersive, experiencing the events that have happened in the surrounding environment.
The shocks encountered in it are no different from real experiences.
Including the feeling of death!
The fact that he came out of the trance state so quickly just now seemed to prove that the priest had already "died" once.
Although the priest had "died" many times before when dealing with various supernatural incidents, there are hundreds of ways to die. Perhaps this time the impact on him was particularly great?
It won't cause any mental illness...
"I was careless."
Just as I was worried, the priest suddenly spoke up, "He flicked a card with his finger and blinded my eye."
As he spoke, Matthew's expression returned to normal, which made the assistant secretly relieved. Then he hurriedly asked, "Him? Who is he? The hijacker on the plane?"
"No."
"I am the robber."
These words startled the female assistant, and then she reacted.
What the priest actually said was that the identity that he was "possessed" by this time was one of the hijackers who caused the plane crash.
But, if that’s the case, who is the “he” the priest is talking about?
The female assistant's face was full of curiosity.
Unfortunately, Father Matthew didn't have the energy to explain anything to her.
After saying that, he closed his eyes again and began his second spiritual communication.
…
The darkness surged in like a tidal wave, drowning Matthew's thoughts.
When I woke up again, the environment around me had changed drastically.
The seat beneath him was soft and a little trembling. The sweet voice of the flight attendant sounded along with the boy's painful cough.
"Ladies and gentlemen, due to the air currents..."
The priest ignored the noise and when the spirit descended, he did not open his eyes, but immediately reached out to cover the pistol on his waist.
It's hard to kill an adult with cards alone.
Therefore, as long as the other party is not allowed to come into contact with this dangerous weapon, there will be no trouble.
Father Matthew thought so.
Unfortunately, he miscalculated.
The cough that was so close to my ear had not yet subsided when a sharp pain suddenly arose from the neck artery!
It was as if a metal fork had been thrust in silently but fiercely! Then came the second and third thrusts...
Blood was splattered, the murderer was cruel and violent, and the screams of terror around him became increasingly distant. Father Matthew's mind quickly left the trance state.
"Uh, you are..."
In a trance, the female assistant's voice sounded again, pulling him back to reality, "Not ready yet?"
No.
I have come back from the dead.
Matthew responded secretly after opening his eyes, but his expression was full of confusion.
His spiritualism is actually more like a simulated reproduction of past scenes, in which the words and deeds of the characters are not static.
Instead, they will react differently based on how strong or weak the abilities they have demonstrated in past scenarios.
In other words, the boy has strong adaptability.
Seeing that the priest sitting next to him had made some unusual moves, he immediately changed his strategy and no longer used cards to deceive him. Instead, he simply and brutally killed him.
Father Matthew thinks this is an exaggeration.
If the murderer who killed him was an adult or elderly elite agent, then he would not see any problem with it.
Because those people have experienced a lot, they will not be as hesitant as ordinary people when faced with changes.
But how could a little boy, a little boy suffering from a serious illness, have such a decisive reaction? He just casually covered his waist with his hands, but the other party suddenly became suspicious and then attacked him? It's not that simple...
Matthew thought.
If the Inquisition found this child, they would probably like him very much, right? To have such qualities at such a young age proved that he had a strong fighting talent and was a good candidate to be cultivated into a transcendent.
pity……
After thinking for a long time, the priest closed his eyes again.
This time he decided to fight back as soon as he woke up and not give the other party any chance.
This idea was not born out of a desire to win, or because of the thought that being killed twice by a child was shameful and that one needed to save face.
Instead, he felt that if he could deal with this boy, the truth behind the plane crash might come to light.
However, unfortunately.
This time it's even faster than last time.
After closing his eyes for only ten seconds, he opened them again, a look of helplessness flashing across his face.
However, he subconsciously tensed his muscles, wanting to use his adult physique to crush his young target.
Unexpectedly, before he could fully wake up, the other party had keenly detected his purpose and then killed him tragically! "A killing machine that has been carefully trained since childhood?"
Ignoring the confused young female assistant next to him, the priest muttered to himself, "At his age, even in the Judgment Bureau, he can be considered a genius in reserve, right?"
The boy's skills may seem simple, but his proficiency, his mentality, and his control over the body's vital parts and weapons are not something that anyone can do.
"The distance is too close, and his judgment is very sharp..."
Matthew finally came to a very calm conclusion, "I am no match for that kid."
“I don’t know what happened though.”
Seeing that the priest seemed a little hesitant, the female assistant whispered, "But if you have a problem, maybe you can take a break first?"
"Need not."
The priest shook his head. “I plan to avoid him.”
There were many passengers inside the plane before it crashed into the sea. Although his psychic power could not "possess" people at will, there were still many targets that met the requirements.
So even though I realize that boys are important and special, I can't beat them and I can't force it.
So the priest stood up calmly, walked to another seat not far away and sat down, then closed his eyes again.
…
Without that killer, everything went smoothly this time.
Accompanied by the sweet broadcast of the stewardess, the priest "possessed" an ordinary passenger, and saw the scene where a boy not far away used playing cards to confuse the robber next to him, and then unexpectedly popped out the cards, shot his eyes, snatched his gun, and suddenly attacked.
However, everything that happened next was beyond his expectations.
The first gunshot was followed by the second. The boy who stood up fired two shots in succession, accurately killing two people in different positions, causing chaos in the economy class.
Amidst numerous screams of terror, more than twenty people angrily pulled out guns and weapons that should not have been brought on board the plane.
Then, they actually started attacking each other!
The priest, who was hiding under the chair, pretended to be as terrified as the people around him and held his head, and was a little confused.
But then he suddenly realized.
"Driving a tiger to devour a wolf?"
"So that's what's going on. The child wasn't alone, but was kidnapped!"
After realizing this, his messy thoughts were instantly straightened out.
Now Matthew can conclude that in addition to the normal passengers, there are two other groups of people on the plane.
One group held the boy hostage, and there is currently no information about the other group, but they are obviously very sensitive and suspicious.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be like a powder keg that would ignite at the slightest provocation from the boy's misleading attitude.
Maybe he was transporting something important?
So when they saw the boy kill one of their own with the second shot, and saw another group of people pulling out weapons, they thought they were surrounded and targeted?
The priest couldn't be sure whether this was the case, but he felt that this should be the truth.
So the way he looked at the boy in the distance became a little different.
Before, although he suffered setbacks and was killed three times, he never thought it was anything worth worrying about.
It’s not that this kid isn’t amazing.
On the contrary, Father Matthew had never seen many people like him in his life who had such murderous means and mentality at such a young age.
If the boy was found by the extraordinary believers, knights, or judges in the church, they would be very surprised and then feel sorry for the boy's death in the plane crash.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
But Father Matthew was not one of them.
Because he doesn't care about pure force or the potential of force.
As the foremost exorcist in his country's church, Matthew is a civilian.
Within the church, civil officials have always looked down upon military officials.
They are great, but so what?
Their brains only focus on combat-related aspects, and at other times, they act like a bunch of fools.
In other words, just a bunch of barbarians!
But now, the boy's performance of driving the tiger to devour the wolf made the priest see his particularly surprising side.
Driving and inducing one group of people to attack another group of people sounds simple, but it is not something that can be done just by wanting to do it.
One must have a very sharp vision and thinking to judge the situation of both the tiger and the wolf, so that one can gain positive results when taking action instead of backlash.
Especially in this situation, where the two fighting parties should have met by chance on the plane, the child was able to find the opportunity, see the situation clearly, and take decisive action!
It can be said that he has both wisdom and force.
The sum of these two is not as simple as 1+1 equals 2...
"Unfortunately, in reality, he died in a plane crash last night."
The priest regretted this.
Unexpectedly, during the short time he was thinking, the situation on the field suddenly changed! The party used by the boy was obviously at a disadvantage in the battle with the robbers, but this seemed to stimulate them who were already sensitive and impulsive.
A short young man appeared in the corner of the cabin, speaking an island language that was very unfamiliar to the priest. He yelled something and then suddenly opened the metal suitcase he was holding tightly in his hand!
Instantly, a large amount of thick black fog swelled and gushed out, like a volcanic eruption, and began to spread rapidly to the surrounding cabin space at a lightning speed! Father Matthew, who had always remained calm, finally changed his expression at this moment.
"Evil spirit?"
“This intensity…”
"How could such a powerful evil spirit appear here!?"
Matthew was stunned, and no longer had the critical look on his face as a bystander.
He even felt a sense of horror.
He was a priest and also an exorcist. In his life of more than forty years, he had performed exorcism rituals no less than a thousand times and was naturally very familiar with the existence of evil spirits.
It can be said that the evil spirit is a dark monster with no upper limit on strength.
Weak evil spirits can be destroyed with a wave of the hand, but powerful evil spirits have the ability to destroy a modern industrial city! And the evil spirit that was released in front of him was obviously very strong in Matthew's eyes, so strong that he couldn't resist it in reality!
"I see."
"This is the truth behind the plane crash..."
The black mist permeated his body, and the priest could feel a pair of vicious eyes sweeping over him, and the vitality in his body quickly dissipated.
In the last bit of time, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the boy who amazed him with regret.
But what he saw left him stunned.
It was because he did not see any fear or timidity on the child's face, but instead saw an expression full of gloom.
Unlucky, but not afraid.
It was as if the existence of the powerful evil spirit was not beyond the boy's cognition, but after encountering it, he felt unexpectedly unlucky...
"How dare he?"
This thought flashed through the priest's mind, which was full of astonishment, and his thoughts were completely out of spiritualism.
Then, without thinking too much, he suddenly stood up from his chair, pushed away the concerned female assistant in front of him, and hurried towards the cabin bathroom not far away.
At the end of the psychic scene, he saw the child go into the bathroom, so if the boy really had some means of protecting himself from evil spirits, there should be traces left in the bathroom.
In fact, the priest had checked the bathroom before.
I just didn't see anything special.
Now that I entered it again, I still didn't see anything unusual - except for some vague dark marks on the clear surface of the dressing mirror.
Those were some messy graffiti with no aesthetic appeal at all.
Because the cramped bathroom had been soaked in seawater, most of the graffiti had long since disappeared.
From the small amount that remained, one could only roughly tell that it was no different from an abstract painting that a child had casually scribbled on a drawing board.
Although it is very consistent with the boy's ordinary identity and age.
But on the other hand, it can be said that it is just an ordinary worldly "means" and does not have any possibility of resisting evil spirits!
Especially, an evil spirit of that strength! But, that child...
The priest had no idea what the truth of the matter was.
He has rich life experience and extensive experience in exorcism, but this matter is beyond his understanding!
But it doesn't matter.
He couldn't guess, but he could see.
Although he couldn't use his previous psychic skills to see because of the evil spirit, he still had other abilities.
Then the priest standing in front of the mirror exhaled slowly and then closed his eyes.
The heartbeat in my chest suddenly intensified and two lines of blood oozed out of the corners of my eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the narrow bathroom of the cabin before the plane crash! However, everything in his vision was covered with a faint blue color, and his body was completely invisible.
This is the true look back at history as a bystander.
You can only observe, not participate.
But it is enough to see the truth.
Listening to the chaotic wailing, screaming and gunshots outside, Matthew began to wait quietly.
Not long after, the figure of the black-haired boy suddenly broke into the door, penetrated the body of the priest that did not belong to this time and space, cut his fingers in front of the mirror, and then quickly drew on the mirror.
It was still the same graffiti, but clearer and more complete than the remaining traces seen in reality.
Although the lines are messy and the blood is terrifying, there is no aesthetic appeal at all.
But the priest who observed carefully could feel an atmosphere of gloom, darkness and despair.
Just like the crazy paintings he had seen drawn on the drawing boards by many depressed or possessed geniuses.
It can be said that it is full of negative emotions, and normal people would be tortured! "But how can this be done to evil spirits——"
Matthew's thoughts suddenly stopped.
Because he saw a thick black mist, like seepage water, slowly encroaching from outside the bathroom door!
Obviously, the power of the evil spirit has covered most of the plane and started to invade these sealed corners! And what about the child? He shifted his sight and saw the boy finish the last stroke of the graffiti.
Then, under the priest's unexpected and astonished gaze, a large amount of light suddenly burst out from it!
The light is like the dawn.
As soon as it appeared, it quickly dispersed the thick black fog that was pouring in, and even he, who was watching, was affected! "That is--"
A possibility emerged in my dazed mind.
But Matthew didn't have the chance to think carefully, and his mind quickly became blurry.
At the end of time, he only saw the boy turn his head and look behind him, facing a terrifying face exposed from the black fog.
Then, he raised his hand and gave him the middle finger!
…
"There must be survivors, otherwise you can't explain why this plane is so intact!"
I feel dizzy and confused.
Matthew returned to reality and had not yet come to his senses from his trance when he heard a sudden burst of angry shouting outside the cabin.
"Because this was an emergency landing, it was controlled by a pilot, not a loss of control and crashing into the sea. You must know the difference between the two!"
"It's very difficult to make an emergency landing at sea? Of course! Of course I know that."
"I even know that from the birth of the airplane in 1895 to 1994, there has not been a single example of a civilian airliner successfully making an emergency landing on the sea. Not even one!"
"But what can we do about it!"
"No one has done it before, but now it has. This driver is a miracle. He has made history!"
"What? Who is he?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know who he is?"
"You told me there were no survivors!"
"Now I just want to know, which physics idiot came to this conclusion?"
"What a fucking lack of common sense!"
Outside the passenger plane was a beach shrouded in dazzling sunlight.
When he absentmindedly stepped out of the cabin door, the priest saw that the person cursing was a middle-aged man with a big beard.
Judging from his uniform, he was obviously a professional sent by the airline.
Normally, in the event of an air crash, these types of people should be the first to arrive at the scene and conduct an investigation.
However, the higher-ups judged that this plane crash was most likely a supernatural event, so they sent Matthew to take over the investigation.
This is indeed the case.
But now that he was being scolded, he had no way to refute anything and could only remain silent.
In other words, Father Matthew currently does not have the extra energy to care about such trivial matters.
"I can't be wrong. That boy is indeed an ordinary person. He doesn't have any extraordinary powers."
"so……"
His hazy thoughts gradually became clear, and the priest's heartbeat in his chest unconsciously quickened.
That was the excitement that was hard to conceal when discovering a treasure! An ordinary person, by drawing an incomprehensible painting, could drive away a terrifying and powerful evil spirit that even a senior exorcist like him felt he could not resist.
This kind of thing has happened in the past, or in history.
In the history of the church, there was a pope of extraordinary talent who did something similar in his later years using an ordinary oil painting.
However, what he did was not just to drive away the evil spirits, but he went a step further and sealed the evil spirits.
The reason that causes this phenomenon is actually very simple.
Art is spiritual.
Books, paintings, music, sculptures...
Those top works that have become famous in history, are sought after by countless people, and are even written into textbooks of various countries are extremely popular no matter where they are.
The extraordinary class hidden deep in the secular world has an extremely fanatical love for this kind of work! And the author who can create works of that level will definitely be sought after even if he is an ordinary person, even if he is in a very poor physical condition.
The reason is simple, this kind of person has extremely powerful potential in the extraordinary field, which can be said to be a blessing from God!
In ancient times, this kind of potential would even attract the attention of a large number of evil demons, who would then use all means to lure them into darkness.
In other words, he only needed a medium, and the boy he saw through the medium would soar to the sky and rise quickly! And this medium...
"I drove away the evil spirits and crashed the plane into this sea last night."
"He must not have gone far."
When the female assistant walked out of the cabin door, she saw the priest in front of her suddenly turned his head and looked at her with a firm tone.
"We must find him!"
(End of this chapter)