[Exorcist Boy] The whole world thinks I'm a cannon fodder

The man was very confused: "At that time?"

I also lowered my head and looked at the rabbi without knowing why.

"People you know?"

"Ah, no, it's just... very similar to an uncle I've seen before!" The rabbi reacted so quickly, shaking his head, as if he was really a shy child, and hid behind me, "But carefully It doesn’t look like it.”

"It turned out that I recognized the wrong person." The curly-haired man laughed, he looked easy to talk, paused, and pushed a child with a mask on their side to him, "Speaking of which, we can let our Izzy sit Are you facing each other? The three adults here are still a bit crowded—please, Izzy is quite obedient, and the two children have something in common when they sit together."

If you think too much, it is impossible to have a common topic. It would be better to say that the rabbi can mingle with anyone of the same age or older in a few minutes, but he has nothing to do with children under the age of ten. His super high-level social skills seemed to be sealed.

Finding me looking at myself, the brunette's eyes above the mask blinked innocently and harmlessly.

But it's a pity - it's too obvious, it doesn't look more than ten years old.

Still, we sat him down.

The child was originally sitting opposite me, but within a minute, he moved to the opposite side of the rabbi.

It seems that he is very interested in the rabbi, and a pair of big talking eyes have been aiming at him.

"That," the rabbi was stunned, thought for a while, raised his hand and shook him slightly, "Hello, kid."

...Look, I said it was sealed!

You are just a child now, it is weird in a sense to say hello like this!

Sure enough, the child named Izzy on the opposite side didn't make a sound.

Rabbi: "..."

After thinking about it, I took out two pieces of candy from my pocket and handed them to the rabbi.

My original intention was to let them share. Generally, children need to share something to communicate with each other. Take me and Allen as an example. The part we didn’t know well when we were young basically relied on sharing master’s cigarettes, Martha's flowers, Baba's ball, and Tim Gambi's increased affection.

The key lies in this "point".

But he didn't want the rabbi to look at the two pieces of candy, hand them over to Izzy, and even patted his little head to show his friendliness.

I:"……"

Izzy blinked her big eyes and spoke this time: "How old are you?"

"Me?" The rabbi was stunned. "Four years old? No, five years old... right?"

He said, looking at me uncertainly.

I nodded, it was about the same anyway.

Izzy tilted her head and asked curiously, "Don't you even know how old you are?"

"Well, it's not that I don't know, it's just...not sure." The rabbi scratched his cheek guiltily.

Hearing this, Izzy sighed like a little adult through the mask, and pointed to herself: "I am eight years old this year."

The rabbi didn't understand what he was trying to express, and responded tentatively: "It's good to be eight years old?"

"I'm older than you, and the older one can touch other people's heads." Izzy said, leaning over, imitating what the rabbi did just now, and patted his head earnestly.

Rabbi: "..."

"Pfft—so, sure enough, people of the same age must be together to have a common language. Izzy is not usually so active."

...You call this a common language?

I turned my head and looked at the curly-haired man talking in surprise.

"Let me introduce. My name is Tiqi. The one with the bare head is Momo, and the one with the scar on his face is Clark. Although they look similar, they are not bad guys."

There was no problem at first, but when you added such a sentence, it immediately became suspicious, you know?

"My name is Martha, and this is Baba." I thought for a while, and decided to imitate the other person's sentence pattern, "Although they don't look like them, they are not bad people either."

Tiqi couldn't hold it back, and laughed again. After laughing, he sat directly opposite me in a very familiar way.

"From the back just now, I thought it was a serious lady. Let me put it bluntly, a girl your age should wear brighter colors. The one she is wearing now is too old-fashioned."

Why is it so old-fashioned? Isn’t tan and dark green a mature and stable standard?

"No, it's clear that you don't know how to do it. In fact, this color is the current popular style. It can not only set off the skin tone, but also..."

As soon as I got to the point of nonsense, I suddenly realized that the reflection on Tiqi's bottle-bottomed glasses had disappeared at some point due to the shortening of the distance, revealing the dark eyes behind the lenses.

For a moment, I only felt that my head was lightly hammered by something, and my whole body froze.

Where have I... seen this face?

But there seems to be some subtle differences.

Not so old, not so much stubble, with softer and more youthful facial contours, and longer hair... long enough to hang in a low tuft over his chest.

... no, not right.

I blinked slowly, feeling a little unsure again.

I always feel that it doesn't look like long hair. It's short hair...but it's not so curly or messy.

——So is it long hair or short hair?What is this?Hallucination?

"Oh, why did you stop talking all of a sudden? Is there something strange on my face?" Tiqi touched his face in doubt.

How to describe this feeling.

It was as if I was still in a strange hallucination for some inexplicable reason, but when he spoke and moved like this, the inextricable sense of dislocation instantly became like a fragile bubble, As soon as I poked it, I returned to reality in a flash.

When you look at it carefully, you will no longer find the feeling of deja vu.

I didn't believe in evil, so I moved closer, intending to take a closer look.

"Do you want to be so engrossed in watching it? If you continue to watch it like this, I will wonder if you have a strange taste and fell in love with me?"

Tiqi asked several times in a row, but I didn't see an answer, so he rubbed his chin and started guessing.

I came back to my senses, and just as I was about to say something, a slight pulling force suddenly came from my hand.

When I turned my head to look, I saw the rabbi's little hands were tightly grasping my sleeve, and his little eyebrows were obviously knit together.

Like not very happy.

Along the way, during the several months of getting along day and night, I have seen rabbis in many ways, happy, helpless, astonished, and dignified.

But this is the first time I've seen him express his displeasure so bluntly.

"what happened?"

I quickly forgot all the things I was thinking about just now, lowered my head and approached the rabbi, and asked in a very low voice.

"Could it be that it feels like it's getting bigger?"

No, but don't choose to grow big at this time?

Although just in case, I specially wrapped him in an oversized cloak outside, so that even if he suddenly grows bigger, he won’t be exposed, but the question is—how to explain this big change in front of everyone?

...By the way, when I traveled to China with my master, I heard that they have a bone shrinking skill?

Or just say this?

Unexpectedly, after seeing my nervous expression, the rabbi's frown relaxed, shook his head, and directly stuffed his little hand into mine.

I didn't understand what he was trying to do, but I still held his hand obediently.

Then the rabbi looked even better.

"You two have such a good relationship, are you siblings?" Tiqi didn't care about my rudeness just now, and interjected with a smile.

Just as I was about to nod, my finger was pulled again. The rabbi seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly called me sweetly: "Mom."

I:"!!!"

I was almost told to get down.

Although it's not like I haven't pretended to be a mother and child before, but when I pretend to be a rabbi, at most I just cooperate with my performance, and I don't even think about it.Why did he suddenly change his gender today and still scream like this... No, that's not the point.

The point is——didn't they say they wanted to pretend to be siblings this time?It's too unexpected to change the script temporarily, isn't it?

Looking at Tiqi again, it is no longer shock, but has evolved into horror.

Tiqi: "You are mother and son? How is it possible...ah, I see, you are adoptive mothers, right?"

"That's not true," the rabbi immediately puffed up his face, and hugged my arm stickily, "It's a kiss!"

Although I still don't quite understand what the rabbi's deep-seated intentions are for emphasizing this parent-child relationship, but this does not prevent me from unconditionally covering him up.

"That's right, it's my dear," so I took over the scene very naturally, "Although it may not be obvious from the outside, but if you look closely, you will find that we are actually very similar in many places, such as here , here, here, and here, if you don’t believe me, take a closer look?”

I pointed to several places at the speed of light.

Tiki: "..."

Tiki looked like he was saying that he didn't see where I was pointing at all, but even if he did, he still didn't think so.

Not only him, but even Izzy who was sitting next to him, and Momo and Clark across the aisle were shocked.

"... Dare, dare to ask Madam, what is your current age?" This time Tiqi didn't say "a little girl of your age", and directly switched to the "Madam" channel.

But now they started to hit the straight ball and asked about the age of the women, which shows that they were really frightened.

I paused, skillfully showing a very kind smile.

"I am already 35 this year."

·

The encounter with Tiqi and his group was just a very small episode in our journey.

In a nutshell - although there were a few twists and turns in the first half of the accident, but after the real chat, it can be regarded as a very happy conversation.

Unlike his scruffy appearance, this man spoke quite humorously, and told the rabbi and me several interesting stories that happened when they were mining.

As a courtesy, I also told them a story about "the orphan and widow mother sold their property just to go to the other side of the ocean to join the successful father of the child".

Along the way, Izzy blinked her big innocent eyes and listened with gusto.

Momo and Clark, as well as a few passengers sitting in the front row of us, were also attracted by my story and offered their opinions from time to time.

For some reason, they all agree that "the child's father" has 100% abandoned our mother and son, and what's more, they may have already formed a new love on the other side of the ocean, which is commonly known as a scumbag.

I:"……"

Strange, which plot went wrong?

But before I figured it out, they got off at the station one after another.

The whistle of the train came along with the billowing steam.

After driving into a dark tunnel and then coming out, the waves of wheat outside the window have become a completely unfamiliar scene compared to before.

I pushed the hammer that was about to slip under my feet, and I switched to the opposite side of the rabbi. After a pause, I suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, do you know those people just now?"

"Ah," the rabbi also remembered, "I don't think I know each other, I just met Allen and Xiaoke once, and it was also on the train."

"In a nutshell, it's probably a story—the three of them teamed up to cheat Xiao Ke of his clothes, and then Allen cheated the three of them out of their clothes in order to help Xiao Ke get justice. Bar."

As the rabbi spoke, his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"But I didn't know about Allen until that time—yes, that Allen, he turned out to be so scary when he turned black! Speaking of which, how did he develop the technique? It didn't match his usual simplicity at all. Be polite and boyish!"

My face was heavy: "...Maybe this is the so-called being forced by life."

"So what kind of life did you guys live before? It sounds creepy."

"Let's put it this way, in this life, he has another name, which is—Kuros Marian."

Rabbi: "...What should I do? I seem to be getting more and more curious about what kind of person Marshal Kulos is. Is it really so hard to explain?"

I nodded, thought about it, and felt that it was not intuitive enough, so I simply stretched out my arms to show him: "Anyway, there are so many more things than you can imagine."

"It seems that you and Allen have a lot of opinions on the marshal—"

"I'm not, I'm not, I didn't say it."

"What's the difference between you saying it and saying it directly!"

The rabbi couldn't laugh or cry.

"But speaking of this, Sisi, many people in the sect are spreading rumors that you... are not only the Marshal's apprentice, but also his blood relatives, is that true?"

I pondered for a moment, then suddenly approached the rabbi without warning, and lowered my voice: "About this, I don't think it's as simple as relatives."

Under my influence, the rabbi also lowered his voice, but his eyes flashed with curiosity: "What is that?"

"I doubt myself." In nine years, this is the first time I have shared my guess with others, "It is actually Master's illegitimate daughter."

Rabbi: "Illegitimate, illegitimate daughter?"

"That's right, I suspect that Master may have done the kind of thing that abandoned his wife and daughter in his early years-a stupid thing, and then returned to his hometown by accident many years later, and suddenly found that my daughter, whom he had never paid attention to, was actually an exorcist. A good seedling of my teacher, she was despicable and selfless and stole me away from my mother."

Rabbi: "That, after all, is one of the only five marshals of the church, so it shouldn't be like this... right?"

"You don't understand that, my master, that person, has no bottom line."

"...you deliberately dragged on for a long time."

"But Sisi, you also said that it was just a suspicion. The truth is probably not... eh? Wait, that's not right," the rabbi asked, "You also said before that you were already nine years old when you met Marshal Kulos , it stands to reason that Sisi should have an impression of what happened at that time?"

I shook my head: "But I have no impression at all."

The rabbi was taken aback: "Not at all?"

"Not at all," I replied truthfully, "because I have lived with Master as long as I can remember."

·

After that, we chatted for a while.

In the process of chatting, I keenly found that the rabbi seemed to have a strong interest in my past.

Kulos Marian's Law of Love No.70 Two: When a man starts to be curious about your past, you are not far from entering his heart.

——Although I also know that a large part of the factors should be due to their natural curiosity about things, but never mind!Anyway, I took this as a good sign!

Want to know?Let me tell you, I will tell you everything I know.

I thought it was pretty, but I forgot that his current body is still a child.Although the rabbi tried his best to wake up, he fell asleep after a while due to physiological factors.

I immediately shut my mouth, thought for a while, and closed the car window that was open a crack.

But the rabbi still didn't sleep well enough, his little head leaned against the window sill bit by bit, and sometimes the train bumped, and he would be awakened in a daze.

I felt painful just looking at it, so after he fell asleep again, I quietly sat back beside him, and gently pulled him over so that he could rest on my lap.

For some reason, the rabbi's eyelids moved, and his long eyelashes trembled a few times as he dreamed of something.

At first, I thought he was awakened by me, but after waiting for a while, there was no sign of him opening his eyes, so I was relieved.

Because it just rained last night, when I went out this morning, I was wearing a lot of clothes. At this moment, there are thick cotton skirts on my legs, so it should be very comfortable to sleep on.

After the rabbi fell on the pillow, he never woke up again, and his breathing was steady and long.

The soft and bright sunshine kissed his soft red hair through the car window. I stretched out my fingers like a ghost, and poked it lightly.

The rest of the journey went smoothly.

We passed Georgia, Azerbaijan and Iran all the way, and finally arrived in India.

But I didn't expect that after I arrived in India, just after I got out of the station, my hand suddenly sank, and I subconsciously tried to catch it, and just watched the rabbi fall down in front of my eyes in a daze.

The author has something to say:

Guess if the rabbi was awake or not?

Sisi: "I always feel that this person looks familiar, but it seems... not so old?"

Tiqi: "...I'm old? I'm only 26, okay? I'm old???"

By the way, I’m going to start burying sugar, let’s start with small sugar (～￣▽￣～)

Also, I want to emphasize that this article is based on a huge number of sand sculptures in private love, picture Yile, not cool, not cool, not cool.

Love you, bobo chirp——

It’s time to thank the benefactor for feeding——

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines:

Six babies and 11;

look!5 big frogs;

Ergazi is super cute 2;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution:

It's Cai Cai, 10 bottles;

Holding it up is a [-]-meter sprint!Chirp!