This damn cat

"You stay here for now." Lu Ziyao made a decision and said to Xie Lang, "I'll go back with the teacher."

Xie Lang was greatly disappointed, frowned and stared at the dragon cub for a long time, hesitated to speak, then turned to look at the holy witch, "Sorry, sir, I want to have a private word with His Highness."

Before the Holy Witch nodded, Xie Lang got up and grabbed Lu Ziyao's wrist, and walked to the balcony.

"Why do you want to leave a place where there is no danger, and run to a place where the ghost must be hidden?" Xie Lang frowned and looked at the dragon cub, admonishing with an almost pleading voice: "Yes, I know the old man can predict the future , but he himself said that the future is uncertain, and he doesn't know what kind of process will lead to that future. Your Highness, if there is really danger here, if you don't wait for him to pick you up in two days, we are finished! "

"I was thinking." Lu Ziyao looked at the kitten: "If my aunt gets involved, it will cause the two of us to die together, so we might as well split up and break the curse first."

"So you must go back to the palace?" Xie Lang asked, "What if those people do something in the palace?"

Lu Ziyao replied: "The prophets are all in the palace. They take turns to be on duty. They can manipulate consciousness and feel the vague mental state of the people around them. So it is impossible for killers to approach me. I am safe with them. You stay alone Isaro, it's safe too."

Xie Lang looked at Lu Ziyao in despair, remained silent for a long time, and said with difficulty: "I'll go with you."

"Why?" Lu Ziyao was surprised.

Xie Lang replied blankly: "I'm not here, you will die."

Lu Ziyao was silent for another moment, and smiled bitterly: "You are here, you may die with me."

Xie Lang didn't say a word. He took the dragon cub's wrist, turned around firmly and went back to the house, and made the final decision to the holy witch: "We will go with you together."

**

After the escape plan was decided, it was not too difficult to sneak out of the palace and meet up.

After all, they were guests, not prisoners. Queen Isaro did not expect that the little prince she had come to join would flee on her own initiative.

So, the three of them met at the agreed place at six o'clock in the evening.

How to escape, you have to think carefully.

The holy witch originally planned to leave the capital of Isalo first, and then let the aviation department send a private plane to pick it up, but then thought that the aviation department may have been controlled by the mastermind behind the scenes, otherwise, His Majesty and Queen would not disappear, it is best to By land.

In the end, he adopted the method that the two children used when they escaped - hitchhiking to the border first, without revealing their whereabouts.

The holy witch can cross the border with a special voucher for the exchange of two countries, just like Queen Isaro, and continue to hitchhike back to the capital.

Unlike the two poor children, the so-called hitchhiking of Sheng Wu can be chartered directly, which is very efficient.

The two drivers took turns to drive, and they crossed the border smoothly in less than a day.

"Are you hungry? Cross this road, and there is a small restaurant in front of you." Looking at the little prince who was pawing at the canned cat, Shengwu felt a little distressed - he had already eaten the eighth can, and felt that the young dragon In the end, it turns into a cat.

"This brand of canned food is much more delicious than the food in the hotel." Xie Lang was very satisfied with the dragon cub who was used to eating canned cat food, and cautiously rejected Sheng Wudi's proposal: "Let's go back to the palace as soon as possible, and don't stay on the way .”

"A horse has to eat grass to run." The driver who was driving suddenly said, "Old man, you are in a hurry to call the car, and my brother and I didn't prepare lunch boxes. We haven't eaten all day."

"Then let's go and have a meal." His Royal Highness, who was nauseated from eating canned food, waited eagerly: "I want to drink freshly squeezed juice."

"The restaurants in this place may not have freshly squeezed juice." The driver spoke frankly.

There is no regular parking space in front of the hotel, but there are open spaces in the border area, where vehicles are parked in disorder.

Several people got out of the car and hurried into the small restaurant.

From the outside, the hotel looks very dilapidated, but I didn't expect the interior decoration to be a little more elegant.

The ordering counter is like a chain fast food restaurant, but there are only rice porridge, dumplings and other food on the menu board.

The two drivers were very happy, and hurriedly ordered some food, but His Highness couldn't help but feel that these dishes are better than eating canned food.

Xie Lang stepped forward and ordered three bowls of soy milk and some dumplings.

Turning back after ordering, Xie Lang found that the dragon cub was as motionless as a sculpture, staring blankly at the counter.

"Let's find a seat and wait." Xie Lang pushed the dragon cub.

The dragon cub's dull eyes slowly turned to look at the holy witch.

Finally, Xie Lang read emotions other than dullness from the eyes of the dragon cub - panic.

In an instant, Xie Lang's goosebumps stood up, and he hurriedly leaned into Lu Ziyao's ear and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Lu Ziyao didn't answer, and approached the holy witch almost in a state of confusion, and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, does anyone in the palace know about your coming to Isalo to look for us?"

Just as the holy witch was about to find a seat to sit down, he felt that the little prince looked a little weird, so he stopped and replied, "No outsider will know, I arranged for my clansmen to take control of the palace, and then I came out of the palace alone to find you."

"So, all the prophets know that you are looking for me?" Lu Ziyao breathed heavily, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Yes..." Shengwu was a little confused: "Can you still not trust me?"

Lu Ziyao's eyes shifted awkwardly, and then he leaned into Sheng Wu's ear and asked in a low voice, "Have you been followed on the way?"

"How is it possible?" The holy witch smiled confidently, "Those who want to follow me cannot escape the supervision of my seventh consciousness."

Lu Ziyao showed an uncertain expression on his face, subconsciously hoping that his feelings were wrong, lowered his head, and followed the holy witch to the dining table.

Xie Lang was walking beside the dragon cub, feeling extremely panicked. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the dragon cub's ears move suddenly, his entire face turned pale, and his footsteps stopped.

"What's the matter, you!" Xie Lang almost fainted from his shock.

Frowning, he pushed the dragon cub's arm to wake him up.

"You go." Lu Ziyao suddenly grabbed Xie Lang's arm, half-lifted him into the arms of the holy witch, and eagerly told the holy witch in a low voice: "You go upstairs, and I will run out of the hotel in a while, and I will be chased out by everyone." After that, you immediately ask the driver to take you back to Isalo to find your aunt!"

The holy witch's face changed drastically: "What happened."

Lu Ziyao stared at Sheng Wu in a daze, and replied angrily: "We are being followed."

The holy witch frowned: "This is impossible, my seventh consciousness can feel it."

"What if there are other prophets who use their consciousness to shield your consciousness?" Lu Ziyao lowered his head and raised his eyes, frowning at the holy witch: "They may have followed you when you left the palace."

"It is impossible for a prophet to rebel." The holy witch eagerly defended in a low voice: "What exactly do you feel? This shop is only filled with passengers passing through the border. If someone followed us, you wouldn't just find out now."

"There are a few cars that followed us after entering the country." Lu Ziyao had no intention of explaining, but in order to persuade the two to escape, he still whispered in pain: "I began to feel that they were just passengers on the way. But now they got out of the car with us."

After speaking, Lu Ziyao took a step forward, forced himself to sit down in a corner seat, not wanting to attract attention.

"It's because of the exhaustion of the journey." The holy witch also stepped forward and sat down, but he didn't believe that any prophet betrayed himself and the royal family, and he still defended firmly: "They are just here to buy a stutter, you don't have to be too nervous, these people It's ordinary people."

Lu Ziyao swallowed slowly in pain, and murmured in a low voice: "It's loaded, teacher. I heard the sound of bullets being loaded. Do ordinary people carry guns?"

In an instant, Sheng Wu and Xie Lang turned pale at the same time.

The holy witch retorted in a whisper: "The prophet will not betray the royal family..."

Lu Ziyao looked at him and reminded in a low voice: "The mastermind behind this mutiny is probably also a member of the royal family."

The holy witch's brain went "boom" and he froze on the chair.

Xie Lang, who was sitting on the other side, also froze.

The surrounding noises seemed to have disappeared, the intense tinnitus, the violent contraction of the heart, and the predictions of "both death" of the holy witches were all in his mind.

Until this moment, Xie Lang didn't think about it seriously.

He doesn't want to die.

But he wanted to be with the dragon cubs.

He didn't think about these two things together, because the habit of avoiding them broke out.

Don't think about things you hate or fear, and block them in your subconscious mind. Maybe the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge, or you will die and the net will be broken at worst.

But now, he found that he didn't want to break the net.

He hasn't got a diploma from the Royal Academy, hasn't met Mr. Liu Mingqiu, hasn't become Oga's first mechanic yet, hasn't watched Chen Xingguo die in pain.

He doesn't want to die.

"There's no time." Lu Ziyao regained his composure, and told the two of them: "Go upstairs and sit down, and wait as I said. After a while, I will rush out of the restaurant and run into the woods. If the car can't go in, they may not be able to catch up with you." Come to me, you go back to find your aunt immediately."

The holy witch's face was frighteningly pale, and his usually healthy body became stiff and weak. He looked at the little prince with trembling, shriveled lips.

If it was because there was a traitor in the Prophet family, and he followed him to find the whereabouts of the prince, and because he tried his best to bring the prince out of the safe Isalo Palace, and finally let the manipulator succeed...

Sheng Wu's face became more and more ugly, like an old man who was about to have a cerebral infarction.

All the hard work in this life seems to have become a joke, the most satisfied little prince is about to fall before his eyes, all because of his self-willedness!

Blindly guessing based on the predicted picture, I failed Queen Isalo's good intentions, and ignored Xie Lang's reasonable analysis of safety...

The holy witch has assisted the royal family for nearly 200 years, but in the end he personally ruined the future of the little prince.

"Don't be nervous, teacher." Lu Ziyao has gotten used to the current situation a little bit, and eagerly reminded the two of them: "There should only be 7 people, I can lead them away, as long as you protect yourself. These people may want to follow me to the next paragraph No man's land, it may not be here to kill. Since we have waited until now, it means that they can't sneak into the Isalo Palace. It's very safe there. You cross the border as soon as possible. They don't have a pass. They have to return first when they leave the country. They will definitely not be able to catch up with you. .”

The holy witch's numb expression gradually regained his sanity. After a long time, his lips trembled, tears wet his eyes, and he trembled and choked up: "The sinner cannot be redeemed by death! At this moment, I will never leave you half a step!"

"Don't talk about this, teacher." Lu Ziyao watched the movement around him vigilantly, and whispered: "They may not be able to catch me, you..."

The waiter came over at this time and put the plate on the plate, and they were silent.

When the waiter left, Xie Lang immediately grabbed the chopsticks, started to eat expressionlessly, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and eat, you can run away when you are full."

The holy witch turned to Xie Lang and said, "You can just stay here. Your Highness and I will..."

"I'll lure them away." Xie Lang stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, and said calmly, "I run faster than Your Highness."

"Stop making trouble." Lu Ziyao frowned: "They can't chase you."

"You can change your clothes." Xie Lang said, "I'll go to the bathroom in a while. We're about the same size. I'll put on your clothes and hood, and run faster. They won't be able to tell the difference."

Lu Ziyao frowned: "Are you tired of working?"

"What about you?" Xie Lang suddenly turned his head to look at the dragon cub: "Are you tired of working? You can't run as fast as me."

"I can't change clothes with you."

"Then I'll go with you."

"Can you stop being petty at this time?"

"No, it's the first day you met me? I'm just like this, I won't let you hit me."

Xie Lang didn't think too much, and only asked himself two questions:

One: What if you die?

If he dies, he dies, maybe this is his damn cat life, it will pass as soon as he closes his eyes.

Two: What if the dragon cub escapes with the holy witch if he lures away the enemy and is murdered?

It will be worse than dying.

So he made his own decision.

Seeing the two children arguing, the Holy Witch said: "Needless to say, in this case, we can't leave anyone behind. Since you said they want to wait until no man's land takes action, we will finish eating quietly." After this meal, get in the car and drive back, and I will drive."

"We drive a car, not a tank." Lu Ziyao frowned: "They have guns."

The holy witch was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I have a way to stop them."

With his trust in the teacher, Lu Ziyao finally agreed to Shengwu's plan.

After the three got up, they walked out of the hotel and got into the car without a sound.

The two hired drivers didn't notice, they were still talking and laughing while eating.

Following the prince, several strange men also walked out of the hotel and got into three different ordinary cars.

Xie Lang's face looked like before he went to the execution ground.

Lu Ziyao rested his elbows on the car window, cupped his mouth with his palms, with a resigned and indifferent expression.

The moment the Holy Witch turned the car around, the windows of the three surrounding cars dropped at the same time, and four or five pairs of murderous eyes looked over.

Xie Lang swallowed, fine sweat oozing from his expressionless face.

The engine roared, and the car rushed towards the border in an instant!

The three cars following seemed to be stunned by this scene, hesitated for a while, and then turned around to catch up.

The border area is sparsely populated, and there are yellow sands on both sides of the road. If you want to find a road with shelter, you can't find it, so you can only drive all the way.

"Someone is aiming at our right rear wheel." Lu Ziyao reminded Shengwu.

The holy witch flicked the rear of the car, and there was a "bang" gunshot, and the wheels barely avoided the bullet.

"Get down!" Lu Ziyao suddenly pressed the back of Xie Lang's head, and lowered his head together!

With a "boom", a hole was punched in the rear window, but it was not completely shattered, and the bullet shot obliquely towards the passenger's door.

"Get down! Teacher!"

Sheng Wu subconsciously lowered his head when he heard the words, and felt a shock wave passing over his head, and the front window was instantly punched with cracks like spider webs.

"Principal! Drive faster!" Xie Lang lay on the bottom of the seat and shouted eagerly.

The holy witch nodded desperately, but this was already the maximum speed.

He suddenly stretched his right hand towards the back seat of the car, and said in a low voice: "Give me your hand, children."

"What are you going to do? Concentrate on driving!" Lu Ziyao said anxiously: "Turn left quickly! Quick!"

"Give me your hand!" the holy witch urged eagerly!

Lu Ziyao didn't know what he wanted to do, but he already felt that the gun was aimed at the Holy Witch!

In desperation, His Highness suddenly kicked his legs, grabbed the steering wheel over the back of the chair and turned around, trying to avoid the bullet!

"boom--"

"Uh!" Lu Ziyao's body slammed into the back of the chair!

"Your Highness!" Xie Lang's eyes were about to burst, he stood up suddenly and threw himself on Lu Ziyao's body!

The holy witch suddenly let go of the steering wheel, turned around and grabbed the hands of the two children.

In an instant, Xie Lang felt his world spinning, and a dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes, changing from white to colorful!

He seemed to be suddenly floating in a space that lost gravity, surrounded by colorful streamers, jumping and flowing.

Is this... killed by a bullet?

Before he had time to see the rapidly changing scenery around him, his eyes suddenly fell into darkness...

Opening his eyes suddenly, Xie Lang looked around and found himself sitting in the attic of the Isalo Palace.

His hand was still tightly held by the holy witch, and when he turned his head, the dragon cub was also standing aside with a look of astonishment.

Two seconds later, Lu Ziyao came back to his senses, lowered his head and touched his left shoulder in astonishment. The part hit by the bullet just now had no pain, and even his clothes were intact.

"Am I dreaming?" Xie Lang looked at the Holy Witch: "Or are we all dead?"

"It's all right." The holy witch let go of the hands of the two children and explained: "I broke through the space-time dimension with my consciousness and brought you back to the night two days ago. We are safe. You don't want to go anywhere, just stay in the Isalo Palace, inform Qiu Yan: there is an inner ghost among the prophets."

"Can you reverse time and space?!" Xie Lang felt that he had seen God!

"You are amazing teacher!" Lu Ziyao has never seen the holy witch show such a hand!

The holy witch nodded with a smile, looked at Lu Ziyao reluctantly, and said with concern: "Your Highness, you have grown up. Even if no one supervises you in the future, you must always remember to practice benevolence and gather people's hearts."

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Lu Ziyao could not listen to the nagging, nodded excitedly, and turned around to check if the flowers and plants around him were real.

However, Xie Lang suddenly noticed a strange thing—the face of the holy witch seemed...as if it was becoming transparent.

He rubbed his eyes, looked the holy witch up and down, and suddenly exclaimed: "Principal! Your hand! Your hand is gone!"

The holy witch looked down slowly, and found that his left hand was completely invisible.

When Lu Ziyao heard the words, he turned his head and looked down. His peach blossom eyes widened in fright, and he looked at the holy witch with his mouth half open: "Teacher? What's the matter with you?"

The holy witch smiled sadly, and said in a gentle voice: "The sinful minister is headstrong and willful, and almost killed His Highness, so he should apologise with death."

"What did you say!" Lu Ziyao hugged the teacher's old body fiercely, fearing that he would leave suddenly, and ordered angrily: "I forgive you! It is my own decision to go back to China! There is no need for the teacher to blame himself! It's all right now It's...it's all right!"

The holy witch raised his arms to hug the little prince, and said in a gentle voice: "This old minister can only complete a time reversal once, so I always want to stay by His Highness's side and at least survive the death for you. Unexpectedly, this disaster is I blame myself for wasting an opportunity to turn around in vain. It is ridiculous and pathetic. In the future, the old minister can no longer accompany His Highness. You are the most proud student of the old minister. It is a pity that time is running out, and I have been too harsh on you in the past. I still look forward to Your Highness Forgive me."

"Teacher!" Lu Ziyao hugged the holy witch tightly in a panic, "I won't let you leave me! You promised to wear the medal for me personally on the day of my transformation!"

Xie Lang watched the holy witch gradually become transparent in disbelief, and walked forward blankly, helping His Highness grab the old man's sleeve, not wanting to let him go.

Seeing this, the Holy Witch smiled helplessly, hugged Xie Lang into his arms, and said to him, "Take Your Highness to the future for me."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Lu Ziyao: "Take this child back to the past."

Xie Lang looked up at the old man with half understanding.

The old man looked at Xie Lang quietly, smiled slightly, and said softly as if telling a bedtime story: "Our kitten does not necessarily have to be Spider-Man to become a hero, you little brain may be more suitable to be Iron Man , knowledge is also a powerful force..."

Before the words were finished, the two boys tugged at the empty clothes, which fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

The holy witch disappeared.

"Teacher!" Lu Ziyao fell to his knees with his clothes in his arms, looking around in a panic.

Xie Lang stood aside stupidly, still clutching the principal's cuff.

Suddenly, I remembered a quiet night long, long ago.

Seven-year-old Xie Lang bounced between the bed and the cabinet, "silk" in her mouth, pretending to spit out spider silk from her hands.

Dad picked up the messy toys on the ground, turned his head to look at the kitten, and said with a smile: "Our kitten does not necessarily have to be a Spider-Man to become a hero. You little brain may be more suitable to be an Iron Man , Lang Lang, knowledge is also a powerful force."