What happened to Isaac?

Isaac was sweating profusely in the backyard.

Originally, he planned to dig a round pond in the back garden and raise a pair of big white geese, but now, Xavier's body was buried in this newly dug pit.

He shook the dirt in shovel by shovel, and the brown dirt fell on Xavier's body and face, and the gravel slid off his clean face.On the contrary, the soiled corpse has an indescribable beauty... Sigh, I can't think about it any more.Spring is a difficult season for succubus.

Just as Isaac was distracted staring at the corpse, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange color in the flowerbed beside him.It was a golden rose hidden in the flower-bed, like the afterglow of the golden crow, and like the color of Xavier's hair.Isaac looked at the flower, snorted, turned back to continue burying the corpse, and muttered, "Go early and come back soon!"

A gust of wind passed by, like a soul passing by, the bushes trembled slightly, and the rose gradually disappeared in the wind.

**

Xavier's soul drifted all the way to heaven.The spirit moved quickly, and might have arrived earlier if the strong wind had not blown him away twice.

Gordon was just there in front of the Heavenly elevator door, and when he saw him, he greeted him affectionately, running his hands through Xavier's body.

"Oh, you're dead," he said, "how did it take you so long?"

"I also want to die earlier," Xavier smiled wryly, "life is the last thing people want."

The heaven office area is very lively, and there are angels sitting in front of every window.One of the cleaners on duty today can walk around, sweeping the endless white feathers on the ground-even she herself sheds hair all the way.

Gordon led Xavier to the front desk to register and line up. While waiting for the process, he found a form for Xavier to fill in first.

"Ding dong! Please E-Landon Xavier to window 42."

Xavier floated to the window with the form. The staff yawned lazily, took the application form, read it for 15 minutes, put on his glasses, and read it for another 15 minutes.Xavier thought he was asleep, and was about to speak, when the angel said, "I've been to England too, and it's a horrible place. 'Oh, sir, how rude!' Is that the way it is said? British things so many."

Just like a child hates others talking about their parents, the well-bred Xavier couldn't help frowning when he heard this.Standing beside him, Gordon coughed, reminding him that if the angel didn't stamp the application form, nothing would happen to his body.Xavier endured and endured, so he nodded with a smiling face.

"Come on," the angel greeted, "sit down and talk slowly. Would you like a cup of tea? Oh! Maybe you want a cup of pan-galactic gargle blasting fluid."

"No! Tea, thank you." Xavier said quickly.

Pan-galactic gargle blasting liquid, this kind of drink makes people feel like they have been slapped with bricks. Xavier really can't figure out why it needs to be made.

So the staff got up and poured tea.Xavier had just breathed a sigh of relief, when suddenly, the color on his face disappeared—according to the advice in the book "Tips for Quickly Doing Things in the Heavenly Office" by the wise angel Wocha Ai Gast Wake Arp, when working If the staff asks you if you want to drink something, you must refuse.Otherwise, your business will have to wait until four hours later, when the staff chats with you dry, before they can be resolved.

"Ah, Mr. Xavier. You know, this kind of tea, last time..."

Leaving aside the nonsense in the middle, when the staff finally filed the application form, it was already three and a half hours later.

"You can't do that," he said. "What's the cause of death?"

"I don't know," Xavier said.

"If you don't know, go check it out."

"How can we investigate without a body?"

"Then apply for a body!"

"Sorry, but you have my form."

"Oh, yes, let me see. Ah, but you can't! There must be a cause of death."

"..."

The wheel of the car went round and round, and even Jesus Christ was forced to go to Liangshan.Gordon pulled up Xavier, who was about to explode and hurt someone, and said as he dragged him out: "Gentleman, Langdon, gentleman!"

"...Am I going to be a wandering soul for the rest of my life?"

Xavier and Gordon sat on the seats in the waiting area, the office angels came and went, and the noisy vocals mixed with Bach's latest creation in heaven only made people more disturbed.The polyphonic melody crescendoed and rose, but Xavier's heart sank bit by bit.

"Don't be so pessimistic!" Gordon said, "I will never allow this to happen, otherwise who will help me read so many documents?"

Xavier glared at him resentfully.

"Just kidding. I said, Langdon. Since the formal process can't go through, how about..."

Xavier came by ear, which is why they were standing outside the door of the limb replacement warehouse 15 minutes later.

"Hey, Gordon, want a body? Show me the application."

The gatekeeper was a female-looking angel. Although he greeted Gordon, his eyes fell on the more handsome Xavier.

"No no, no one wants to apply for a body, it's something else," Gordon pushed him—unsurprisingly, his hand passed through Xavier's abdomen, but he didn't seem to see it, urging in a low voice , "Go!"

Xavier took a deep breath, stepped forward, stuffed a glass of drink in his hand into the hands of the energy angel, and raised a harmless smile. The little canine teeth that were deliberately exposed looked invincible and cute: "I saw that today's cleaning is also You are working hard."

"On duty," she smiled sweetly—I don't know why, but it's easy for people to find their ignorance when they smile, "What is this?"

"Hell's Lava Cocoa. I heard you like it, I hope I don't offend you."

"You're so considerate." Can Angel plugged in a straw and took a sip—suddenly, as if she had been slapped hard with a gold brick wrapped in lemon, she fell to the ground in a daze.

"Thank you for the pan-galaxy gargle blasting liquid, which is much more useful than black tea," Gordon said, holding Angel's hand and pressing her fingerprint on the combination lock.The warehouse door opened, "Go and come back!"

Without his reminder, Xavier slipped in.

Two minutes later, he put on his body and sneaked his head out from the warehouse door. Gordon dragged him out, opened a door casually, three, two, one, and whized back to Earth.

The short-distance jump that was not prepared in advance made both of them feel nauseated like motion sickness, and it took a while to recover.Gordon patted Xavier on the shoulder and said, "Stealing a body won't kill me! I'm so smart...huh?"

"Huh?" Xavier looked puzzled.

"How do you," said Gordon, "look a little different?"

"Where is it different?" Xavier patted nervously on his body, his hair was not missing, his face was smooth, there were no missing arms or legs, and there was something that should be in the crotch... huh?

"Where are your wings?" Gordon asked. "Why do you look so much younger?"

The astonished Xavier took three steps and two steps, and looked at himself on the glass window.Now he has no wings, and his figure is different from before. Because the clarity of the glass is limited, his facial features don't look much different.

"Did you take someone else's body by mistake?" Gordon leaned over and asked.

"...no," said Xavier, "but it seems to be my human body."