[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

Chapter 52: Chapter 52

There will be no one in the cemetery, it will be empty.

It rained a little last night, the road was damp, and there was a faint earthy smell in the air.Rows of tombstones are waiting there quietly, missed and forgotten.During the walk, there were occasional wet winds passing by, which gave off a bit of bone-chilling coolness.The clouds were low in the sky, leaving little light.

The rare visitor walked up and down, and stopped in front of a tombstone with a slightly lighter color.He stretched out his hand, caressing the edge of the wet stone tablet, letting the cold touch seep from his fingertips to the palm of his hand.

"Dad..." he whispered, "I've come to see you."

A bouquet of gardenias was placed in front of the stele, and the water droplets on the leaves touched the stone wall, rolled down along the lettering, and hit the stone platform silently.

"Mana Walker"

There is only a simple name on the stele, nothing else.In fact, in this cemetery dedicated to the order, there is only one name on each stele.

Allen bent down and sorted the flowers.

What he brought was not the first bunch of the day.Now there are new additions in front of the tombstone, a total of three bunches of flowers, obviously someone has been here before.Allen is not surprised, because it happens every year.That bouquet of cosmos must have been left by Kuros, and that bouquet of gladiolus, he had never been able to guess who sent it, but now, he might know the answer.

In fact, today is not the death day of Mana.Today is his birthday.

Marner died ten years ago on Christmas Day, on Allen's birthday.Koulos said that the anniversary of his death and his birthday together are too ugly, so just visiting him on this day is enough.He added that Marner probably hoped so too.

Allen just sat on the ground in front of Mana's tomb, looking at the name with soft eyes, and didn't speak.Or maybe, the communication between them does not need words.

A gust of wind blew past, the surrounding trees rustled for a while, and then stopped apologetically as if they suddenly realized the silence of the atmosphere.

Kuros in the woods leaned against the tree trunk, looking at the white corner of the cemetery from a distance, wondering what he was thinking.The cigarette butt lit up for a while and then dimmed. Faint smoke floated up and quickly melted into the moisture in the air, disappearing without a trace.After a while, he extinguished the last cigarette, raised the collar of his windbreaker, and turned to leave.

"Happy birthday."

A simple blessing quietly faded away before disrupting the long silence.

There is little traffic on the road in the early morning, and the semi-wet road is occasionally run over by the wheels quickly, and then goes away quickly with a bang.The black Santana was driving along the road along the river, smoothly and silently.Tiqi turned the steering wheel slightly and got on the bridge. With the car window half open, he glanced at the BOSS in the reflector in the cool morning breeze——Millennium was relatively silent along the way, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in.

Many of those who lay in that cemetery died at their hands, especially in the scuffle ten years ago.And as the leader of Noah, going to that kind of place to visit the grave is a very delicate thing in itself.

At this moment, BOSS was leaning on the back of the chair, looking sideways at the river view outside the window.

At this time, the surface of the river was as gray as the sky, only darker.We are almost at the end of the bridge, and we can already see the scenery along the riverside.Lord Millennium looked at the stretch of sandy beach, as if he was in a daze.

More than 20 years ago, how many times have the footprints of the three of them been left on this beach, and how many times the laughter of the three of them has been recorded.At that time, they were just children.

……

"Come on, let's make a wish." The old man patted the sand on his hands with satisfaction, showing the "cake" he just piled up.

"That's it?" It's too monotonous.The glasses squatting aside looked at the round cake made of sand in front of him, and blinked.

"There are also candles." The drunkard picked up three branches from nowhere and stuck them on the "cake".

"Why three?" Laoqian glanced at him.

"For three people." The alcoholic waved his hand as a matter of course, "Stop talking, and blow out the candles soon after you finish your wish."

"Oh." The glasses folded his palms together, looked at the three branches, and then closed his eyes.

After a while, Xiaoshouxing finally opened his eyes, breathed a symbolic breath, and then heard the blessings of his two partners.

"Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday."

Accompanied by crisp applause.Then nothing happened.

"Hmm... what are you doing now?" He asked with his glasses on his cheeks, and looked blankly at the two people around him.And what responded to him were two equally blank faces.

Yeah, what else to do?Divide the cake?Probably no one is interested in the taste of sand.

The three of them fell silent in unison.

The river wind blew over with a bit of fishy smell, and the cardboard that was used to collect the sand just now rolled backwards and rolled away.The surrounding area is quite quiet. In this kind of weather, obviously no one wants to come here to blow the cold wind.

"Hey," the glasses suddenly said, "Why don't you come and make a wish?"

The other two turned their heads sideways upon hearing this, and blinked at him.

"There are three of us, one each. I just made a wish, and now you come."

"That's your birthday, only birthday stars can make wishes."

"You can do it too." Glasses pointed confidently at the three branches on the cake, "I am the birthday star and I have the final say. We have three wishes for each of us."

As he spoke, he took down a branch and shook it.

"Tell me, what do you wish for?"

"Wish...it's not easy," the drunkard also took down a branch, threw it into the air and caught it firmly, "I want to have a lifetime of good wine, good cigarettes and good women!"

"Superficial." Lao Qian unceremoniously threw him a disdainful look, and picked up the last branch, "I want everyone in the world to listen to me! No one dares to disrespect me, no one dares to bully me. My people, anyone who offends me will end badly!"

"Uh, there seems to be more than one of them." Glasses reminded him earnestly, looking a bit embarrassed.

"It's all the same, anyway, we want to be invincible!" Lao Qian concluded, holding a tree branch and making a shooting pose.

"Then you just say you want to be an Ultraman." The drunkard gave him a blank look, and the branch twirled dexterously at his fingertips.

"Anyway, he's more promising than you." Laoqian pointed the "gun" at the drunkard, and even added the sound effects himself.

Glasses watched the two bickering, just laughed and didn't speak.

"Then what wish did you just make?" Laoqian asked the glasses while poking the cake with a branch.

"Well... I'm not as good as you guys, I just hope that the three of us can always be together happily like this." The glasses also poked at the cake, then looked up at the two of them, "Live together."

"What kind of wish is that?" Lao Qian looked at him like a fool, "it's a waste."

"This is very important," Glasses said solemnly, "Only by surviving can you have good wine, cigarettes and good women, have the opportunity to let everyone listen to you, and have the opportunity to live the life you want to live."

Just as Laoqian wanted to speak, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"Otherwise, as long as you die, you will have nothing." The expression in the glasses suddenly darkened a little.

Precarious children like them are not much better than stray cats and dogs, living day by day.Some weaker ones got sick and had a fever, but they didn't even have enough water and food, so they could only get weaker and weaker, and some gradually stopped breathing like this.

The atmosphere seemed to settle down suddenly, and the three of them didn't speak for a while.

"Glasses," Lao Qian said slowly, "we won't die."

"Nonsense, who in this world won't die? It's not an old monster." The drunkard replied angrily, causing the old man to stare at him in displeasure.

"Anyway, we want to have a good time together, fight together, eat and drink together, and celebrate birthdays together." Glasses clenched his fists with a confident look.

"of course."

"well……"

"And..." Glasses thought for a while, and then said seriously, "If I really die one day, you must come to see me on my birthday and celebrate my birthday with me."

"What kind of stupid things are you talking about?" The old man elbowed him dissatisfied.

"No problem, sure." The drunkard waved his hand briskly, "If it were me, you wouldn't come to see me if you didn't bring good wine, cigarettes and women."

"Get lost." Laoqian angrily raised a branch to sweep towards the drunkard, who was easily blocked by him.

"Then it's settled." Glasses raised its own branch, "We will always be happy together and live together!"

"Okay, let's live together!"

"Well, let's live together!"

The three branches were firmly connected together, and directly below the branches was a double-layered sand cake riddled with holes.