Chapter 136 Su Zimai: Look, this is the Exorcist (asking for monthly tickets)
The time was the evening of July 21st, in the Guyimai neighborhood of Lijing, China.
The night sky is exceptionally bright tonight, and the cicadas in the trees are chirping desperately.
Under the shade of the trees, three figures were standing in front of a residential building.
Controlling the No. 1 machine, Gu Wenyu, Ji Minghuan walked in the front, playing with his mobile phone with an expressionless face.
Gu Qinye and Gu Zhuoan were carrying their luggage, standing quietly behind him, waiting for him to open the door with the key.
Ji Minghuan lowered his head slightly. While sending a message to Su Zimai on WeChat, he took out the key from the schoolbag slung over his shoulder and inserted it into the keyhole of the door.
The key was clearly in the hole, but he just wouldn't turn the doorknob.
The next second, his body suddenly froze in place, his eyes fixed on the screen of his mobile phone, as if he had suddenly received a threatening text message from a gangster.
[Gu Wenyu: Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you, my father, my elder brother and I have already returned to China, and they asked you to come back from Japan as soon as possible.]
【Su Zimai: I’m already at home. 】
Gu Zhuoan and Gu Qinye stared at the back, which was filled with suspense, as if there was something unclean in the room.
Confusion gradually appeared in their eyes, and they thought to themselves, you're just opening the door, why are you taking so long?
However, the two did not urge him. When dealing with such a child who only responds to soft words and not hard ones, they should educate him patiently, show him gentleness and tolerance.
The small supermarket across the street cast a white light curtain. Someone was riding a bicycle down the street. The shadow of the wheel rolled through the light curtain, and the friction of the rotating chain made a rustling sound.
After a moment, Ji Minghuan finally raised his eyes from the door handle, turned his head to look at the two of them, and looked at them with a strange expression for a while.
The atmosphere of suspense surrounding the three people became increasingly intense.
Ji Minghuan remained silent, just shook his head and waved at them. The series of actions were like a special forces soldier performing a blasting operation, using secret signals to signal his teammates to break in with fixed bombs.
Gu Zhuoan and Gu Qinye were still confused, but they approached Gu Wenyu cautiously.
Ji Minghuan also turned around, put his arms around the two men's shoulders, let their heads lean against each other, and then made some gestures with his hands in front of their eyes.
He first pointed at his eyeballs with his index and middle fingers, then used his hand knife to cut an inch in front of his neck, and then made an expression with his head tilted back and his eyes rolled up.
"A murderer broke into the house?"
"Is there a thief hiding in our house?"
Gu Zhuoan and Gu Qinye made their guesses at the same time, and both of them had very calm tones and expressions.
Ji Minghuan shook his head, took a deep breath, looked at them one by one, and slowly revealed the answer:
"My sister said...she had already arrived home yesterday."
The expressions of the father and son were originally relaxed, as if a thief breaking into the house was just a trivial matter to them. However, after Ji Minghuan told the truth, they were slightly stunned and their expressions became visibly solemn.
Yes... when a bad guy breaks into the house, they just need to hold back a bit, limit the physical strength they display to a level below that of an ordinary human world champion, and try their best to subdue the other party in a way that does not harm anyone's life;
Assuming the situation gets even worse, while they were still hanging around outside, all the valuable things in the house were stolen by thieves. The worst that could happen is that they can just buy them back. The word "lack of money" does not exist in the dictionary of Gu Qinye and Gu Zhuoan.
Especially Gu Qiye, the salary he received from the Alien Association over the years was more than he could spend, not to mention the income from advertising endorsements.
But... when a Su Zimai came into the house, the nature of the situation changed drastically in an instant.
This little bully's family status is not to be underestimated.
In their eyes, Su Zimai was like a bomb. From the first second they stepped into the house, they should be prepared to carry out the bomb disposal operation.
If I just cut a wrong wire, she would explode, slam the door and leave, and then you wouldn't see her at home for the whole summer.
Ji Minghuan released his arms from their shoulders, curled the corners of his lips, and looked at the two people who were worried with satisfaction.
He thought to himself, warriors, please show the same force that you used to control me for a few minutes at the sushi restaurant that day. I, an innocent lamb who was the target of anger, have to endure this kind of treatment. My sister, the instigator, should at least die to atone for her crime, right?
"Tell me...how are we going to hold a meeting with her?" He broke the silence, his tone extremely solemn.
"Actually, there's no need to think about it. Think about it calmly. Xiaomai just went to Japan secretly without telling us." Gu Qiye shook his head. "She finally came back. Let's not put pressure on her. Let her calm down for a while and try to act as naturally as possible."
Gu Zhuoan lowered his head and remained silent.
The old father really didn't have much say in this family. He just thought that he would have to talk to Gu Qiye and Su Zimai about the exorcist...
With these two things piled up together, his brain, which only supports single-threaded thinking, has begun to get confused.
"Ah? Are we really not going to hold a meeting with her?" Ji Minghuan suddenly wilted.
"No, let's pretend nothing happened and find a chance to talk to her later." Gu Qiye smiled, "Okay, don't stand there stupidly. If someone doesn't know, they might think there's a thief in our house."
As he said this, he signaled with his eyes behind him. The supermarket owner was looking up from behind his reading glasses, observing the three people tremblingly, as if he was about to pick up the phone to call the police in the next second.
"All right."
Ji Minghuan curled his lips in disappointment, turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
He took off his shoes on the shoe cabinet, changed into indoor slippers, and walked into the living room. He immediately turned his head and saw Su Zimai sitting on the sofa watching TV.
She was wearing an orange hoodie, and as usual, she liked to squat on the sofa barefoot while watching TV. She seemed to have just taken a shower, and her slightly damp hair was tied into a high ponytail, smelling of orange shampoo.
Ji Minghuan put his hands in his coat pockets, silently moved to the right, moved sideways like a crab, and finally sat down next to Su Zimai.
He took the lead, played the role of a bomb disposal expert, put his arms on the back of the sofa and said nonchalantly:
"Sister, long time no see."
Su Zimai rested her head on her knees and ignored him, her eyes shining brightly as she stared at the TV screen.
Ji Minghuan looked at the TV and continued, "I'm not betraying you. I really just happened to walk into a barbecue restaurant and ran into you and your teacher. The world is so small."
What does it have to do with me, Ji, that Black Pupa sold you? He added in his heart.
"roll."
Su Zimai is concise and to the point.
Seeing that his efforts were met with a cold reception, Ji Minghuan was too lazy to continue talking to her. He secretly decided in his heart that next time when he changed into Hei Guan to see Su Zimai, he would be considerate enough to bring her a pair of Peaches diapers. Otherwise, how could he show his care for his sister as a brother?
The sound of a door closing came from the entrance, and then Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuoan walked into the living room one after another.
Gu Qiye glanced at Su Zimai's profile, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stopped behind the sofa, gently touched Su Zimai's head, and then carried the suitcase upstairs.
After Gu Zhuoan put down his suitcase in the corner of the living room, he seemed to have no idea what to do. So he stood against the wall, hunched over slightly, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, and lowered his head to the flame of the lighter.
Ji Minghuan opened a bag of shrimp crackers and suddenly asked, "By the way, can you tell me...what exactly is the 'exorcist' you mentioned last time?"
As he spoke, he leaned his head on the sofa, put down his phone, and lay down like Ge You.
After a long silence, Su Zimai said softly, "Do you really want to know? Don't regret it."
"Otherwise, I thought about it later and felt that your reaction at that time was very strange. It didn't seem like you were joking." Ji Minghuan said, "Then I was a little worried that it might be a cult or something..."
He glanced at Su Zimai's profile and said, "Sister, you wouldn't be stupid enough to get involved with those things, right?"
"Come with me."
Su Zimai said this expressionlessly, turned off the TV with the remote control, got up from the sofa and walked towards the stairs.
Seeing this, Ji Minghuan also stood up and threw the TV remote control to his father behind him: "Dad, you have been moving the luggage for so long, sit down and watch TV."
After saying that, he went upstairs without looking back.
Gu Zhuoan reached out and took the remote control that was flying towards his face. He silently watched the backs of Gu Wenyu and Su Zimai as they went upstairs. Then he took the cigarette from his mouth, put it out and threw it into the trash can.
He turned on the TV with the remote and switched to the news channel.
The Lijing News Station was reporting yesterday's sensational news - a Japanese underground auction was attacked, and except for the foreign aid invited by the organizer, no guests or bodyguards survived. Soon the news station host said that the instigator of this incident was the previously internationally notorious "White Crow Brigade".
This auction undoubtedly allowed the Alien officials to record more information about the brigade, especially the hidden cameras that captured the faces of some of the members.
Photos of the group members were shown on TV one after another. There were seven photos in total, showing the appearance of "Ayase Origami", "Oda Takikage", "Lan Duoduo", "Jack the Ripper", "Bloodline", "Natsuhira Hiru" and "Urushihara".
Gu Zhuoan's eyes stayed on the photo of the group leader. He stared into Qi Yuanyuan's deep eyes, thinking back to the experience of that day, and his face slowly darkened:
"Don't let me catch you next time..."
At the same time, on the second floor of the house, Ji Minghuan followed Su Zimai into her room.
Gu Qiye was just about to put the dirty clothes into the washing machine. He knocked on the open door as he passed by, turned his head to look at Gu Wenyu who was sitting on the bed, and said to him:
"Wenyu, I have to go out for something later. I have set the timer for the washing machine. After the clothes are washed, please help me hang them on the balcony."
"Okay." Ji Minghuan nodded and responded casually, "You can go out."
He knew without thinking that Gu Qiye was going to report the auction to the Association of the Differentiators. The White Crow Brigade had caused such a big fuss in Tokyo this time, the Association must be paying a lot of attention to it, and Gu Qiye probably wouldn't be back until two or three in the morning.
At this time, Gu Qiye's expression was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that Gu Wenyu and Su Zimai had such a good relationship. So he slightly curled the corners of his mouth and walked towards the bathroom with his clothes.
Seeing Gu Qiye leave, Su Zimai glanced at Ji Minghuan and said without raising his head, "Close the door."
"What are you doing? Being so mysterious..." Ji Minghuan muttered and closed the door obediently.
Su Zimai sat on the bed and looked at him sideways: "Didn't you say you wanted to know what an exorcist is?"
Ji Ming Huanxin said, "Are you really going to tell me? Are you scared by the auction incident?"
"Then let me ask you, what exactly is an exorcist?"
Ji Minghuan said as he sat down next to her and met her gaze.
"Exorcists, like the Devils, are a type of extraordinary human being."
Ji Minghuan was puzzled: "Why haven't I heard anyone discussing 'The Exorcist' online? The supernatural science class at school didn't mention this thing either. You can't possibly know more than the experts, right?"
"Because...exorcists are different from psychics. Exorcists can only work in the dark. If people knew that there are 'demons' in the world, they would definitely fall into a huge panic."
Su Zimai was silent for a while. "But people with special abilities are different. No matter how good or bad they are, they are still human beings. They are not as strange as demons. People are born with a sense of affinity for people with special abilities who are also human beings. They even worship and admire them, and regard them as gods."
She paused and said, "But demons are different. Think about it, if everyone knew that there is a race called 'demon' in the world, and most demons have extraordinary powers and cannibalism, how much impact would it have?"
Ji Minghuan did not answer, but silently raised his hand and touched her forehead.
"I don't have a fever."
Ji Minghuan took his right hand away from her forehead, propped himself up on the bed and concluded: "In short, what you mean is that publicizing the existence of demons will have a huge impact on the human world, so exorcists must be forced to hide their identities, right?"
"Um."
"So... you are an exorcist? A superhuman who specializes in beating up demons?"
"Um."
"How long have you been hiding this from us?"
"About half a year ago. I became an exorcist half a year ago and met my teacher at that time."
"Half a year?"
Ji Minghuan murmured softly and raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was a little surprised and thought: So, it only took Su Zimai half a year to awaken the Heavenly Exorcist and become a second-level exorcist? If this is true, the word "genius" cannot describe her growth speed, right?
No wonder Ke Qirui took her around everywhere, it seems like they found a talented exorcist.
However, Ji Minghuan still remembered that Su Zimai's Tianqu "Magic Gloves" had a potential of A-level in the system's judgment, which was a whole level lower than Xia Pingzhou and Ke Qirui's Tianqu, but Su Zimai's growth rate was faster than Ke Qirui's.
From this point of view, there should be no direct correlation between the potential of the Sky-Driver and the growth rate of the Exorcist. It is even possible that the higher the potential of the Sky-Driver, the slower the corresponding advancement rate.
But all these rules do not apply to Ji Minghuan's No. 2 machine, because he is a player. Not only does he grow fast, but he also has high potential for sky drive.
While Su Zimai wasn't paying attention, Ji Minghuan dropped his right hand to the bedside, stretched out the restraint from his sleeves and pressed it against the floor. His senses penetrated the floor like rain, and at this moment, Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo'an were no longer in the living room on the first floor.
I guess they have all gone out.
"What else are you hiding from me?" Ji Minghuan was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice.
Su Zimai did not answer, but raised her right hand. In an instant, a magic glove covered her palm, and then a black tall hat appeared on her head, and a red cloak hung behind her.
Ji Minghuan pretended to be stupid, dumbfounded. If it was the No. 3 machine Yagubaru sitting here, his mouth would have been open so wide that it could swallow the whole bed.
"This glove is called 'Sky Drive'. Everyone's Sky Drive is different. Mine is a magic glove, and the others are just accessories."
Su Zimai spoke softly, got up from the bed, took off the black top hat on her head, turned the hat over, and a dot flew out. Then a dotted line suddenly extended from the front ends of the five fingers of her magic gloves, connecting to the pigeon's tail feathers.
The next second, the pigeon flew out of the open window.
Su Zimai stood up and walked towards the window, stepped on the windowsill and crawled out, at the same time slightly pulling the silk thread on the magic gloves. At this moment, the pigeon suddenly mutated and expanded into a huge monster outside the window, with strange light flashing in its eyes.
She took off her hairpin, letting her black hair, which had been tied into a high ponytail, fall on her shoulders. She then put on her magic hat again and stood on the giant pigeon. Her red cloak swayed in the moonlight like a bird's tail feathers.
Su Zimai glanced sideways and gave Ji Minghuan a look of contempt, "Why are you still standing there like an idiot?"
(End of this chapter)
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