Ghostland

Raphael rushed back anxiously, before lunch started, he heard that Asmodeus was in the audio-visual room, and hurried upstairs again.Even though they were separated for only two short hours, he still misses him terribly.

When we arrived at the door, we were not in a hurry, slowed down, and slowly opened the door—the room was quiet, the movie had finished playing, and the video was stuck at the end. In the weak light, Ace curled up on the sofa with his knees in his arms Li, with a helpless look on his face.

"What's the matter?" Raphael ran over, tentatively encircling the man, seeing that he didn't resist, immediately embraced him.

The delicate hair brushed against Asmodeus' nose, bringing a refreshing fragrance.In the past, the breath that always made him feel at ease, but this time it made people flustered for no reason.Asmodeus' eyelids trembled slightly, he let go of his hands, let his head rest on his shoulders, and after a long time whispered, "Anakin...has gone bad."

Rafael was relieved, and said with a smile: "This is just a movie."

Asmodeus muttered: "We are just legends in the eyes of humans."

Raphael found it very interesting that he rarely carried it.He wanted to continue the topic, but he didn't want to refute. He said carefully: "Perhaps Anakin really existed. The movie is about his own choice of fate."

Asmodeus shrank his shoulders, Raphael felt it, and lowered his head in concern: "What's wrong?"

Asmodeus pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Then, in your opinion, my depravity...has it also become very bad?"

That's really hard to answer.

Raphael regretted starting this unprepared in-depth discussion, and was secretly happy that he was finally able to get in touch with Ace's inner world.He hugged the person in his arms tightly: "This is our destiny, and we are destined to face it together."

Asmodeus scratched his calf uneasily, and muttered with his voice in his mouth: "There will always be times when we have different positions."

"When the sky is falling, Lucifer and Michael will support it. If they can't stand it, there will be Metatron and Mammon behind them." In order to reassure his sweetheart, Raphael betrayed his teammates without hesitation, "Suppress After defeating them, there should be no pressure on us."

Asmodeus: "..."

He didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and hugged Raphael instead.

Raphael, who wanted to change his posture because his legs were sore from squatting, suddenly stopped moving.As long as you keep your waist and keep your waist in the future, sore legs are nothing!

Asmodeus enjoyed it for a while, and slowly took out an invitation card: "Metatron's invitation letter."

The room was too dark, so he got up to draw the curtains.

Raphael took the opportunity to sit down and thumped his legs. When Asmodeus turned his head, he raised his legs again, looking leisurely.

Asmodeus walked over silently, pointing at his thigh: "Here?"

... was seen?

Raphael simply stretched his legs, and handed over all the authority to Asmodeus.Asmodeus was also polite, and moved his legs one by one to his thigh, and began to massage.

"Oh..." Raphael couldn't help but let out a ecstasy shenyin.

Asmodeus' fingers were slightly stiff, and he continued as if nothing had happened.

Raphael covered his face with the invitation card, resisted the shenyin sound overflowing his throat, and tried to focus on the invitation card——

Dear Asmodeus:

It is reported that not long ago, we were together in Noah's Ark, but we missed each other and missed the chance to meet, which makes me deeply regretful.Since the Great Migration, seeing that the former residence has become increasingly deserted, and old friends have come and gone in a hurry. The lively scenes of the past can only be traced back in dreams, how sad.

Therefore, on October 10 in the human calendar, I booked a banquet at Noah's Ark to relive my old love.

We sincerely invite you to come and hope to attend.

Signed is Metatron.

Raphael waved the invitation in his hand: "Bet a dime, this messy invitation was written by Mammon."

Asmodeus touched his shriveled pocket, picked up his phone, and sent Raphael a ten-cent red envelope.

Raphael: "..." At least it proves that Mammon's nasty nature is well known in heaven and earth.

Raphael said: "I wonder how Metatron would allow his name to appear on this invitation." Alright.

... This invitation was sent to more than one person.

Asmodeus said, "I don't feel bad." Sounds pretty touching.In particular, he returned to heaven in the illusion, and he understands the sadness of "the former residence is getting colder and colder, and the old friends come and go in a hurry, and the lively scenes of the past can only be traced back in dreams".

Raphael immediately put away his mocking face, and read the invitation back and forth several times, telling himself while reading and reciting: This is Ace's favorite style.

Asmodeus asked, "Have you received the invitation?"

Raphael asked back, "Where did you get the invitation?"

"...Beelzebub sent it over."

Rafael raised his eyebrows: "If I remember correctly, the Prime Minister of Hell is busy with everything every day, so busy...the only time left is to eat?"

Asmodeus pointed to the empty bag of potato chips and a pile of melon seed shells on the coffee table: "He specially asked for annual leave to taste the delicacies of the human world."

This is what is said in the legend—you must leave traces when you come.Rafael said: "He should know we are together? Didn't he bring my share by the way?"

No.Asmodeus racked his brains to think of a reason: "Perhaps, you don't need an invitation card." Raphael and Metatron are both Seraphim and their own people, so it shouldn't be so formal.

Rafael said: "There must be a sense of ritual."

Just as he was talking, he saw a white dove fluttering its wings outside the window with a glittering golden invitation letter in its mouth.

Seeing that Asmodeus was about to get up, Raphael knew that today's massage could only come to an end, so he put his legs down reluctantly, ran over, opened the window, and looked at the disturbing pigeon with resentment.

The pigeon that could be sent by the angel to deliver the letter was very spiritual, cooed a few times, passed through him, and sent the invitation letter to Asmodeus.

Asmodeus accepted Raphael's invitation blankly: "Give it to me too?"

Rafael said cheekily: "It knows who is in charge of our family."

Asmodeus blushed again on a large scale.

Although, after the illusion and the time spent together, their relationship has gradually changed tacitly and imperceptibly, but, but, it is the first time that they have spoken so openly.

He put the three words "our family" in his heart and repeated them several times.

Raphael walked up to him, saw that he didn't respond, took the invitation letter, and opened it directly.

Compared with Asmodeus's crappy invitation, this one seemed too cold, with only time, place, person, and event, and no redundant nonsense.

Asmodeus calmed down for a while, adjusted his mood, and waited expectantly for Raphael to read it out.

Raphael said, "It's your cut version."

Asmodeus took it, looked at it, and comforted: "You and Metatron are colleagues, that's why..."

Raphael smiled.It should be because Mammon and you are colleagues that there is such a differential treatment.However, Ace was treated preferentially, and he was just as happy, no, he should be happier.He put away the invitation, pulled Asmodeus and walked downstairs - he heard the footsteps of the old lady Ying coming here.

Sure enough, at the top of the stairs, I met an old lady who called them to eat.

Today's lunch was as good as ever.After eating and drinking for nothing at Ying's house for so long, Raphael felt somewhat apologetic, and kindly asked if their family had any troubles recently and if they needed help.

Ying Longshan said: "Can you let my son marry a wife in one day and have a child in two days?"

Raphael said implicitly: "It's not impossible, but there's no guarantee of who the child will be." Pregnancy takes a period of time, and if it's so urgent in two days, you can only grab the fruits of other people's labor.

Ying Longshan: "..."

The old lady Ying said with a smile: "We don't have any other wishes, we just hope that the whole family will be healthy and live a long life."

Asmodeus and Raphael looked at Yinglong Mountain at the same time.

Ying Longshan was puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"

Looking at the emotional intelligence of Mrs. Ying and Mr. Ying, there shouldn't be any accidents, but Ying Longshan...

Asmodeus said slowly, "If one day you encounter any danger, don't be afraid."

Ying Longshan was stunned for a moment, and opened his eyes expectantly: "Are you going to give me some talisman and summoning talisman?" Just like Monkey King's monkey hair, when he blows on it when he is in danger, a pen body will appear.

Asmodeus said, "No, I mean, no matter where you go when you die, we can take care of you."

"Bah, bah, bah," Ying Longshan poured Asmodeus a glass of water and asked him to rinse his mouth.

Asmodeus finished drinking the water and advised him, "Human beings are bound to die."

Ying Longshan said: "It is better to die late than to die early."

Asmodeus said, "But the later you die, the older you are."

Ying Longshan: "..."

Ying Longshan said: "Even if I'm old, I'm old and rich." Who knows if I'm still so lucky in this life.

The old lady Ying couldn't stand it anymore, and changed the topic by saying hello to the dishes.

After eating, Asmodeus saw that neither Ying Longshan nor Mrs. Ying seemed very happy, and took Raphael to the garden: "Am I wrong?"

Rafael said: "Human life is short, so we will cherish it."

Asmodeus pondered for a while, then nodded in acknowledgment.Compared with the busy human beings, most people in Hell live in drunken dreams, and he was one of them back then.

"I have to start appreciating it too," he said.

Raphael asked: "Treasure what?"

Asmodeus smiled shyly, but did not bow his head: "Treasure the time..." and cherish the person in front of him.

Needless to say, the eyes said it all.

The corners of Raphael's mouth slightly raised, and his head leaned slightly. Asmodeus was originally smiling, but a thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly said anxiously: "Oops."

Raphael: "..." Is there anything worse than not getting kissed repeatedly?

Asmodeus said: "Noah's Ark lands in the human world only once every seven days, we can't keep up with Metatron's party."