traveling doctor

"He opens the cycle from life to death. He is not unclean, but he is not clean. He represents the beginning of a cycle. All power comes from the unknown, so neither hot fire nor cold water can kill him. He likes all novel things. At the same time, the original magician represents a kind of person who is good at performing. He has a certain desire for performance in his bones, or you can say that he is grandstanding. The moment he lifts the curtain, he is I began to long for the eyes of others, and every move carried a hint of a strong longing for applause."

Huang Jinchen was hit with a single shot. As usual, he got into the bushes without thinking, and quickly evacuated.

He never had to confirm whether he hit the target, every ballistic trajectory was in his mind, he didn't need to look at it, just like people don't need to turn on the light to look in the mirror, and they don't send food into the nostrils, those are all from his body part.

No exceptions, no misses.

The flames bloomed in the shape of a flower on the magician, as if he was shot on purpose, and Huang Jinchen who shot was just one of his unexpected assistants.

But no matter how beautiful his performance was, there was no audience. The only audience was so curious that they didn't even give him a look. The magician seemed to have put on makeup and adjusted his expression, and suddenly lifted the curtain, but he didn't see it. Like an audience clown, standing alone among the blooming sparks.

The burning crow quickly surrounded him, but turned into a pile of lifeless confetti in the next moment, falling from his body in piles, and was swept away by the wind along with the ashes.

The magician instinctively chased him out.

"He is just a card. No matter how powerful it looks, all the projections come from the girl's understanding of the card itself, and the unconditional obedience to this special subject of consciousness. There will be no complicated emotions like human beings. His brain There is only simple logic in him, and he doesn't feel much anger and fear. If he has feelings, he probably only has curiosity and a desire to show off."

Huang Jinchen is a miraculous person, no matter how you look at it.

The seed project has been buried deep underground. No one knows where the genes of those children who have survived cruel experiments and survived like normal people come from, or...whether it comes from humans.

In many cases, Huang Jinchen is an existence that can easily surpass people physically and psychologically. Although a magician can suspend in the air, fly, and move quickly, and even has a lot of minions made of paper to help him find the way, but he It's just that Huang Jinchen can't be caught all the time. Only when he thinks he has lost someone and stops, the opponent's shadow will flash by from a certain corner, and he will shoot him coldly, hitting himself, or a large group of people. crow.

"Instinctively, he hates narrow places and won't go to dead ends. At this time, however, a certain airtightness of the space is what we need, so a little induction is needed."

Huang Jinchen stood still at a small intersection, turned around, and the magician stopped, only three meters away from him.

The two confronted each other silently for a while, and Qin Qin's order began to overwhelm the magician's instinct - kill the person in front of him.

All the roses on him began to wither and turned into lilies—"Those white flowers represent the end, but the role of the magician has always been the performer, the opener, and the guide. He does not murder, which makes this Cards are sad—that’s the paradox between the paranoid owner of the tarot and the cards.”

The distance of three meters is enough for Huang Jinchen to see clearly. The pupils of the strangely dressed man in front of him seem to have some strange disease, and the color changes rapidly, from red to blue for a while.Then the magician suddenly stretched out his hand, and the withered rose vines wrapped around his brush, and black flowers bloomed on it. The small thorns on the flower vines were as sharp as thorns, and they pounced on Huang Jinchen like a beast. Huang Jinchen got into it without hesitation. In the alley, stick to the wall to avoid, the flower vines swept away, and when it hit the head for the second time, Huang Jinchen fired methodically, and the flames rose in mid-air, quickly devouring the entire plant vine.

Then, like a sophisticated computer, he grabbed the top of the wall, hoisted himself up with his powerful arms, arched his shoulders, and slipped under the fire dragon without any mistakes. Even without letting the fire reach, a whistle sounded in the distance.

The crow, which was attracted madly by the flames, covered his sight. The magician was distracted, but Huang Jinchen disappeared from his sight again.

At this moment, there was a sudden clapping sound from the depths of the alley, and Kou Tong came out step by step. His footsteps were not hurried at all, as if he was just passing by casually, with his head slightly lowered, and he took out a bag from his pocket. A pair of white gloves, put on himself unhurriedly, the hem of the long windbreaker was dragged by his side with the wind, the broken hair rested on the bridge of the nose, he tilted his head slightly, and the lock of hair fell in the corner of his eyes, It was exactly the same color as the pupils—dark as night.

He walked at the junction of dawn and dawn, his body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.

The magician looked at him, and automatically carried out the second command of his master Qin Qin, "Catch Kou Tong", so he gave up on tracking Huang Jinchen. Like the first time, he maintained a very inhuman posture, his whole body He floated three feet into the air, bowed gracefully, made an inviting gesture, turned around and walked back.

"This card is not good at violence. If he also has a certain kind of aggressiveness, he is actually better at deceiving and seducing. Any tool has its advantages and disadvantages, and the best users may not be able to achieve anything. But at least know how to make the best use of everything, how to make the tools cooperate with each other, and make up for each other's strengths, obviously, for a woman who has been obsessed with delusions and has not received much education, this difficulty is a bit high."

The magician walked for a while, but found that Kou Tong hadn't followed him. He turned his head and saw the man standing quietly in the depths of the alley, with a slight smile on his lips, watching his back indifferently.

The magician became puzzled, turned around hesitantly, and took a step forward. However, probably because he instinctively disliked the bottomless path behind Kou Tong, he only took a small step closer and said softly: "We Master please go back."

Kou Tong did not speak, but stared at the magician with a mysterious smile.

Under the influence of the master's will, the crow landed on the wall one by one, looking at Kou Tong with red eyes, looking a little scary, but Kou Tong didn't care, even a crow landed on his shoulder, he unexpectedly He even touched the crow's head, but unfortunately the moment his finger touched the crow, that thing turned into a piece of paper.

Kou Tong caught the black paper cut into the shape of a crow, folded it casually a few times, rolled up the edge of the paper, and then turned it into the shape of a flower. Finally, the magician couldn't restrain his curiosity and walked forward Take a step forward and carefully look at Kou Tong's slender and flexible fingers.

The back of Kou Tong's hand suddenly closed, blocking the magician's sight, and then quickly moved away - the paper flower in his hand disappeared, and turned into a real flower that seemed to be still dripping with dew.

The magician froze for a moment—although it was just a small trick, he still felt challenged.

At this time, the lilies and roses on his body seemed to be competing for territory with each other, blooming in large areas, decaying, and changing, faster and faster.

He imitated Kou Tong's movements, pinched a crow, turned it into a piece of paper, then pinched a flower in his hand, and shook it again, turning the fake flower into a real flower.The magician held up the flower and looked up at Kou Tong, but Kou Tong smiled and shook his head, turned around and walked into the alley.

It was rejected by the audience!

The magician chased after him without hesitation, and as Kou Tong suddenly turned a corner, a dazzling light came from the corner, and the magician felt dazzled by something—a mirror!

He was startled and backed away, but at this moment, a basin of water suddenly splashed down on his head, the magician was startled, and a person called out: "He Xiaozhi!"

Before he had time to react to what these three words meant, the magician suddenly lost his feet and fell straight down.

Huang Jinchen immediately poured down the prepared basin of sand, perfectly mixing the water into mud, and the short-lived "mirror" was broken like this, and the timing was perfect.

Kou Tong poked his head out and compared his thumbs to the corner where the mirror was placed: "Good job young man!"

He Xiaozhi walked out timidly: "I... I don't know, is he gone?"

"Look." Kou Tong pointed to the sky.

Spreading over the entire city, the crows that covered the sky turned into paper and floated down slowly. From the ground, it was like a heavy snowfall of black goose feathers—but before they fell to the ground, It was all reduced to ashes and blown away by the wind.

"The mirror is still over there, we can go and have a look." Kou Tong said, patted the back of He Xiaozhi's head, and led him towards the direction where the mirror was erected.

"Wait!" The neglected Huang Jinchen suddenly stopped him, looked at Kou Tong aggrievedly, and pointed to the tip of his nose, "What about me? You haven't praised me yet!"

"Good job rhubarb!" Kou Tong stretched out his hand, intending to do the same thumb gesture, but seeing Huang Jinchen's frightened expression, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable that it was his wish, so he changed fingers temporarily and turned into a middle finger gesture.

"My errands have never been messed up." Huang Jinchen sat on the wall, dangling his legs, looking down at Kou Tong, "Although I know you want to recommend yourself as a pillow, but don't be so straightforward, baby."

Then he quickly jumped down from the wall, happily followed Kou Tong, embraced his shoulders the moment he entered the mirror, and walked into Lao Tian's farm sticky on his body.

The magician has turned into a playing card, lying quietly in the field, on the other side of the mirror.

Kou Tong picked up the cards, tore them into shreds, and whispered to the other two: "Let's go back, don't disturb Lao Tian."

Without the crow, the circuit can be overhauled at dawn, which is just in time to take a nap, and when they fix the incoming call, they can almost start analyzing the signal received by the control box.

The familiar feeling of time travel came, and the three returned home cautiously.

He Xiaozhi asked suddenly: "I...actually don't quite understand why he turned into a card when he got there?" The axis, happens to be the place to kill the 'unknown', where there is no life, and everything is eternal." Kou Tong said.

"But Lao Tian, ​​Huanhuan, and those flowers... aren't they life?"

"Life is impermanent," Kou Tong patted him on the shoulder, "Eternal things can never be called life."