The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 68 Detection
The scale of the Halloween parade is very large, and people put on horror-themed costumes, such as ghost knights with pumpkin heads, witches with sharp hats, Sadako with disheveled hair, zombies with water hanging on them, and so on in "Silent Hill" Miss bandage-faced nurse,
There are even bad tastes or unconventional ones, who make up bloody Peppa Pig, SpongeBob SquarePants and the like with severed arms and legs, walking through the parade, frightening those bear children screaming and crying.

Li Ang took Christina to the temporary shop set up by the roadside, looked at the dazzling array of makeup clothes inside, and asked casually, "Which one do you want to wear?"

"Hmm..." Christina hesitated to pick up a witch-like silk black evening dress, squinted her eyes and said hesitantly, "This one looks good, very similar to Angelina Jolie in "Maleficent"."

"Don't think about it, the skirt of this dress is relatively open, you can't hold it up." Li Ang told the truth ruthlessly, and picked up a retro-style red and green knitted sweater, and put it in her hand, "You put this suit on." Come on, how about makeup as Freddy from A Nightmare on Elm Street?"

"Please, are you trying to make me ugly? This dress is exactly the same as the one my grandma sends me every Christmas."

Christina rolled her eyes, stretched out her slender fingers, poked back and forth on the thick sweater with red and green stripes, and kept muttering, "And why does it have to be Freddy?"

She reluctantly put on a sweater, an old gray-brown top hat, gloves covered with transparent plastic sheets, and finally a tattered short leather jacket, and spun around with her arms akimbo , raised his chin and looked at Li Ang proudly.

"Well, except for the severely scalded face that hasn't been burned by the fire, everything else looks alike."

Li Ang nodded noncommittally, picked up a pair of hangers, "Then I'll be the demon hunter in the movie "Van Helsing"."

"No!" Christina snorted, and took a long taupe trench coat and a hockey mask that was deliberately worn out from the container, and stuffed them into Leon's arms, "Since I want to be Freddy, then You have to be Jason the Killer in Friday the 13th."

"Well, you have the final say." Li Ang put on Jason's costume indifferently, and after paying the money, he and Christina joined the parade next to the Halloween float.

Fortunately or unfortunately, before the two had time to look at all the floats in different shapes, they ran into acquaintances—to be precise, two chirping twins, and behind them a tense, extremely unhappy douchebag. Mingo.

"Leon! Guess what we're pretending to be?"

Speaking Elizabeth wears a spike-shaped blue wig with an afro, a blue shirt and a white coat; Isabella wears her flaxen hair tied back and wears a yellow sweater.

"The cartoon "Rick and Morty"." Leon chuckled and looked at the puffy look of the twins, turned his head to look at Domingo who was wearing casual clothes, and asked, "Uh, Mr. Domingo, what are you doing?" What are you pretending to be? I didn't see it."

"Can't you see that? I'm playing the role of an angry father." Domingo looked at Li Ang's and Christina's interlocking palms with a secretive expression, and said in a blunt tone: "I thought you wouldn't come to participate What about the celebration?"

"Ha, I'm idle anyway." Christina smiled and put her palms behind her back, and said hastily, "I remember that an entertainment company invited Marshmello (cotton candy) to be a DJ. He should be in the park in front. Here, I'll see if I can get an autograph." He dragged Li Ang away in a panic.

The two trotted all the way to the theme park in the center of the city. After looking at each other and smiling, they did not attend the carnival party held in the center of the park, but walked slowly along the gravel road by the river.

There are no stars in the sky, half a crescent moon hangs high on the branches, and a thin layer of clouds accumulates in the sky, preventing the soft moonlight from shining brightly.
And the lively noise of the party in the distance can be heard in the ear, and there are fireworks across the sky from time to time, and the colorful light is reflected in the dark lake in the shape of an arc parabola.

Suddenly, Li Ang stopped beside the stone railing by the river.

A sense of vigilance climbed all the way up his spine, entrenched and dormant in his mind. He raised his head, through the hole-shaped black hole in the hockey mask, across a distance of thousands of meters, staring at the top floor of a high-rise building in the city center.

It was the birthplace of a deep and personal malice, and a group of people with malicious intentions were gathering on that tall building at this moment, planning something.

The premonition of being spied on in the dark told him that those people were searching for their location through some kind of strange method, not cumbersome and complicated divination and divination, not some Tarot ritual with magical power, but a more Rougher, rougher primal instincts.

Just like flies perceive the environment through the fluff on their lips and tarsus, snakes detect prey by collecting pheromones in the air with the tip of their tongues through exhalation.

Efficient, fast, and straight to the root.

"A mutant's ability?"

Li Ang murmured, holding his breath and concentrating on it, covering his whole body, like an ordinary plant, avoiding the other party's search.

Christina took a long breath, staring at the white air mass that spewed out slowly drifting away, and at the reflection of the two of them leaning together on the river surface,

a long time,

She bit her lips lightly, pushed the top hat on her head with gloves inlaid with plastic flakes, got a little closer, stood side by side with Li Ang, hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth cautiously, "Li Ang, I think ask you"

"Not now." Li Ang interrupted her, shook his hand away, turned his head and said to the aggrieved Christina in a deep voice: "Go back and find Domingo and the others. I'm sorry I can't accompany you tonight."

"Eh?" Christina was at a loss, she said a little at a loss, "Why?"

"I have something to do temporarily." Li Ang shook the long windbreaker he was wearing, straightened his hockey mask, and refocused his eyes on the building in the center of the city. "It's very important."

Although there were countless questions in her heart, Christina wisely did not speak again. She stared at Li Ang's serene eyes under the mask, and finally chose to turn around and leave silently. She walked to the corner of the gravel road by the river and disappeared.

Li Ang looked at Christina's retreating back from the corner of his eye, and after making sure that she had left, he stepped forward and galloped towards the tall building with his ghostly posture.

(End of this chapter)