Ask Sword

"firewood"

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, and some past memories vaguely appeared in his mind, the girl who talked and laughed with him on the way home from school, and then disappeared because of moving.

"Yeah, I got it, I got it."

Li Ang's vague words and a few perfunctory words made his mother hang up the phone.

After washing and changing clothes, I dragged out the suitcase that I had packed long ago from under the bed.

"Wallet, check. ID card, check, passport, check"

Holding the key, he came to the door talking to himself, and his eyes stopped at the wooden plate above the shoe cabinet.

There was a meteorite on the wooden tray, which I accidentally picked up when I was walking on the beach to relax. It should be the nickel-iron meteorite fragments mentioned on TV.

I have a classmate who happens to be studying for a Ph.D. at Yinshi University, should I hand it in?

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

He straightened the tilted meteorite and adjusted it to an angle that was pleasing to his eyes. Then he dragged the suitcase and walked out the door, accidentally pretending to be full with a girl passing by the corridor.

"Uh, sorry."

Li Ang subconsciously took half a step back to apologize, but the other party didn't care, blinked his eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Mr. Li is going out?"

"um, yes."

Li Ang looked at the delicate-looking girl wearing a dark brown beret, white ruffled shirt, blue knitted jacket, khaki skirt, and holding a box of cakes in front of him, nodded and said: "Go to Tokyo On business trip."

"Eh? How long will you be there?"

"About ten days."

Li Ang said silently in his heart, in fact, he could complete the higher-level task in a week. As a social animal, he took three days off, and naturally he would use it to visit places like Akihabara to satisfy the desire of the boy in the second year of middle school.

Li Ang chatted with the other party for a few words, watched the girl return to the next room, and vaguely heard another sweet female voice coming from the room, "Yeah! Cake! Long live Le Ling!"

"Linlang, you didn't wash the dishes again."

"Wash it right away, hey, isn't this busy shopping on Taobao, why don't we buy a dishwasher during the shopping festival?"

The female voice is Li Leling. She has a delicate appearance and a gentle personality. She belongs to the kind of existence who can instantly become the focus of people when walking in the crowd.

Moreover, the family is in the real estate business and is very rich - she has two Porsches and a Ferrari in the underground parking lot of the community.

I don't know why she chose to live in this ordinary apartment. Maybe this is the legendary "experience life"?

Li Ang shook his head, walked out of the community, and drove to the airport.

The boarding process was lackluster. In the past few years after graduating from university and becoming a social animal, he has become accustomed to traveling everywhere, but he can't play with his mobile phone when the plane takes off. Just write something.

He took out a palm-sized portable notebook from his pocket, put it on his lap, and became dazed.

The pages of the notebook contain the outlines of his most recent novels. In addition to his status as a social animal, he is also an amateur author. He spends three days fishing and two days uploading some novel chapters on the Internet. It is not very popular, but more for self-entertainment.

[A young man named ** accidentally traveled to a different world with the background of ancient China. Both his parents died and he lived with a little maid named **. Later, by chance, he came into contact with the otherworldly side of this world and got acquainted with it. Made a friend named ** and **, and met a confidante named ** and ** in the rivers and lakes. 】

The names of the people on the page are all replaced by asterisks. There is no way, Li Ang has never been good at naming the characters in his works, so he had to leave them blank.

"The faction the protagonist belongs to should be an academy dedicated to teaching extraordinary power"

Looking at the wheat waves in the fields outside the window, he thought of the name Jixia Xuegong, removed Jixia, and filled in the word Xuegong.

"As for the villain of the book"

He cleared his mind, saw the Death Stranding cultural shirt worn by the passenger next to him, thought of Ming Tan in the game setting, and filled in Zhao Ming in his notebook.

The plane gradually raised its head, climbed the altitude, passed the bumps and then flew smoothly.

Feeling sleepy, Li Ang put away the notebook that didn't add many words, put on the blindfold, and leaned on the seat pillow.

In the dim sleepiness, the storyline of the novel developed naturally in my mind.

How did the protagonist break through the initial stage of traversal, how did he come into contact with the strange object named Moss, how did he encounter the villain, how did he climb out of the abyss, and find a way out in the predicament of death.

"Director, the patient has started to convulse again!"

"Increase the dose!"

"Master."

A familiar yet unfamiliar female voice came from far away. The voice was full of anxiety.

"Wake up!!"

The sound suddenly amplified, as if it exploded in the ear.

Li Ang opened his eyes suddenly, subconsciously wanted to stand up, and almost hit the luggage rack above his head.

Everything is safe and sound, and I am still sitting on the plane.

Li Ang came back to his senses, and embarrassedly apologized to the frightened passengers in the lead seat, sat back in his seat, scratched his itchy back of his hand, feeling that his brain was still buzzing.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out the pen and paper again and wrote down the fragmented information in the dream.

Tomb of the Sword Immortal, Mosi, Six Paths of Reincarnation, Plague, Li Yuan

The broken memories are blurred, as if Li Ang really experienced a magnificent adventure from the perspective of the protagonist.

The only strange thing is that I can't remember what happened to the protagonist's last predicament and the strange voices he heard before waking up.

A nightmare without logic? .

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is descending. Please get back to your original position, fasten your seat belts, and put away the table"

The safety inspection broadcast when the plane landed came from the radio, which was broadcast in Chinese, English, and Japanese in a loop.

This sense of stability that the daily life continued dilutes the faint uneasiness in Li Ang's heart.

He let out a breath of turbid air, put away the pen and paper, rubbed his ears that were somewhat blocked due to the pressure change, scratched again and waited for the plane to land for some reason.

The huge fuselage of the Boeing 787 landed slowly, taxied along the runway to slow down, and finally stopped.

Li Ang followed the crowd off the plane, received the salute, and walked out of the aisle.

Many people outside the corridor were holding up the name boards, one of which said [Li Ang welcome], and below it was the name of Li Ang's company and the flight number.

"Hello?"

Li Ang pushed the suitcase and walked forward, saying hello to the young man holding a name tag.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Li Ang? In Shimo-Abe Takano, this is the specialist sent by Hijima Trading Company to receive you."

Abe Takano bowed and said in Chinese with a slight Northeast accent: "Mr. Li is much younger than I imagined. I didn't expect that he is already the management of the top 500 companies in Yin City. It really makes me jealous. .”

Brother, are you using the idiom wrong?

Li Ang's eyelids twitched, and he asked curiously, "Abe-san can speak Chinese?"

"I learned it from my roommate in your country when I was at Tokyo University. I helped him buy comics and figures, and he taught me spoken Chinese."

Abe Takano smiled heartily, "The most common greeting he taught me is 'What are you looking at?', which means you look good recently."

Come on, good roommate in the world.

Li Ang smacked his lips and decided not to dwell on this issue.