Chapter 9

"Of course, please." Wang Qi stretched out his hand and motioned.

The young man sat down opposite Wang Qi, smiled at him, and buried his head in eating.

After breakfast, Wang Qi sat for a while. When he was about to leave the restaurant, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart and he couldn't help looking back. In front of the left of the restaurant downstairs is the door of the hotel, which can only be clearly seen on the edge of Wang Qi's table. At the same time, the young man opposite him suddenly raised his head and looked out. A car stopped at the door of the hotel. A man in his forties got out of the car and entered the door at the greeting of the doorman. For some reason, Wang Qi felt that he seemed to have a unique breath in him, and he seemed to be able to feel his presence. He pondered for a while, turned around and saw the young man opposite him looking at him in surprise.

"Excuse me, is there anything on my face?"

"Oh, no." The young man came to his senses and said, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted by things."

That doesn't look like a distraction, Wang Qi said secretly. He stood up and was ready to leave, and the young man quickly grabbed him.

"What's the matter?" Wang Qi turned around and looked slightly unhappy.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me why you suddenly turned around just now?" The young man stared into his eyes and asked.

"This has nothing to do with you." Wang Qi said casually and left his seat with a dinner plate.

Out of the restaurant, he immediately took the stairs down to the lobby on the first floor and wanted to confirm his feelings. Wang Qi's feeling for him had not been interrupted since just now, and he knew that he was still in the lobby. Entering the hall, I stopped and watching. Sure enough, I saw the man. He was walking towards the elevator. He had black hair and brown pupils, broad shoulders, a tall figure, and a casual suit. When he passed by Wang Qi, the unique breath became clearer and clearer. Wang Qi glanced at him. He seemed to be calm in his thoughts, with a slight hesitation on his face, and he didn't notice Wang Qi looking at him at all. Wang Qi returned to the room with doubt and lay quietly thinking. He remembered the strange place he arrived through the cave that day, the battle between Ancos and Pierce, the inhuman performance of Ancos before his death, the strange pages he got from him, and today's wonderful feelings. There are too many things beyond imagination. There are many questions in his mind, which makes him feel that the world he is in has lost his sense of authenticity.

Wang Qi suddenly sat up, got out of bed, and pulled out the dagger in the backpack. Pierce was very surprised when he saw it that day. Obviously, it was not ordinary. Wang Qi studied carefully, but he couldn't see anything special. He tried to stab the wall hard. The knife only pierced a little, and he didn't imagine it was sharp. But judging from the fight between the two that day, the power of their fists and feet that hit each other must be far above their own stabbing just now. Since they can easily withstand that kind of blow, Wang Qi will never believe that an ordinary dagger can pierce their bodies.

His heart jumped. He felt that the man's breath just now was slowly getting stronger. In the morning, Wang Qi found that his sensing ability to him seemed to be related to distance. The restaurant in the morning was not far from the hall. At that time, his feeling was very clear, but it was very vague until just now. He was obviously staying in the hotel. High-level. Wang Qi quickly put down the dagger, left the room and walked to the elevator. The door of the elevator opened, and Wang Qi saw the man in the morning. He walked into the elevator, looked at him, and stood beside him. The elevator went down to the first floor. The man walked out of the elevator and quickly walked out of the gate. Wang Qi went to the door and saw that he had called a taxi to the north.

"Do you know him?" A voice sounded behind him. Wang Qi looked back and saw the young man at breakfast.

Wang Qi took a deep look at him. This man seemed to be weird and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay. It's just a greeting. Isn't it welcome?" The young man shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"See you then." Wang Qi left quickly. The young man stood in the hall, meditating for a moment, with a playful smile on his face.

Wang Qi stayed in the room and continued to study those strange pages of the book. He searched all the ancient civilization materials on the Internet, but still couldn't find the text similar to the pages, nor could he find any clues to the materials made into the pages. He went to the library in the city again and got nothing. After a busy day, Wang Qi lay in ** and turned over the pages in a daze. The text on the page was blurred and clear with the opening and closing of his eyelids. When Wang Qi was about to fall asleep, the light flow on the page changed slightly. Wang Qi suddenly woke up and was refreshed. He reached out and slowly stroked the page, feeling that his fingers seemed to be Surrounded by a warm current, the fingers gently swung, ripples on the light stream, and then turned into waves fluctuating on the page, rising higher and higher, gradually leaving the page and becoming bright white light bands, flying around Wang Qi's body.

Wang Qi looked at the light belt. They became brighter and thicker and thicker. They slowly merged and turned into white light fog. When Wang Qi thought he was going to take himself to the starry sky fantasy the night before yesterday, the light fog seemed to be attracted by the page of the book and returned, as if the video was inverted, and finally returned to a faint halo. Flowing on paper.

Deep in the dense forest in the north of the city, Wang Qi left the camp for the last night before leaving the forest.

The man Wang Qi saw in the hotel stood on the high ground by the river with a disappointed face. At the moment when the book page in Wang Qi's hand in the hotel glowed, he suddenly turned back to the direction of the small city, with a surprised look on his face. He suddenly jumped from the high ground, reached about ten meters away, and then ran out of the forest. In just about 20 minutes, he returned to the outside of the city and quietly rushed to the city along several remote streets. Far from the hotel, he suddenly stopped, frowned, and waited for a while before rushing to the hotel again.

On the third floor of the hotel, as soon as Wang Qi closed the paper, he felt the man's breath in the distance again. He opened the curtains and looked out. He happened to see the man fall from the balcony of a store next to the hotel and entered a lightless corner on the side of the hotel at a speed. After seven or eight seconds, he came out of it. In the corner, walk into the door.

The man was about to walk into the elevator when a waiter came over, politely greeted him and said, "Sir, your clothes seem to be torn. Do you want us to prepare one for you?"

He was stunned, touched his clothes and pulled forward. Sure enough, he saw a small opening with light green marks on it. Maybe he ran too fast in the woods and was scratched by a branch. He smiled and said, "You have good eyesight. You can find such a small opening."