The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

An English folk song came from the counter of a dimly lit bar, accompanied by the soft sound of the tape Zilla, the music was interrupted, one hand was pressed on the radio, and the long-haired bartender patted the radio. The radio was not working, and he shook his head helplessly.

The ringing bell of the guests on the bar called him. As soon as he turned around, he saw a blond man passed out drunk at the table. The bartender sighed helplessly, stepped forward and pushed the man's shoulder and said : Mr. Constantine, are you all right?

The radio...why doesn't it ring? Constantine said vaguely. The bartender took a glass from the shelf and wiped it while saying, The old radio was left by the boss's father. It's too old. So it's often broken.

Constantine didn't look up, but slowly raised one hand. The bartender saw that his fingers were illuminated by the light, with well-defined bones, slender and elegant, which was somewhat different from his decadent temperament.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and with a click, a series of sparks exploded from the radio, and then the music started again.

The bartender was taken aback, he took two steps back slightly, but it was not because of this magical phenomenon, Constantine is a frequent visitor here, and everyone here knows that this decadent man has some special powers.

The bartender put the wiped glass on the bar and asked, Is it still the same?

Yes, and an extra glass of ginger ale.

Ginger juice? The bartender showed a embarrassed expression after hearing this word, and he said, You mean the kind of medicine used to treat colds? But we only have wine here...

Give me a cup.

Konstantin finally straightened up from the bar. He covered his head. The dizziness brought by the euphoria of the drug had not dissipated. His vision was a little hazy, and he saw a glass reflecting the shining light placed on the bar. , he pointed with his finger lightly, and it was filled with ginger juice.

Just after he finished all this, a black figure appeared in the shadow of the corner of the bar. Constantine didn't look back, he just moved his body to the side, as if he was leaving a place for someone.

That black figure came up. He was wearing a black armor, a black cloak on his back, and two pointed ears on his head. Constantine leaned on his head with his hands, turned his head to look at him and said, If I Designing uniforms, I will definitely choose to expose my chin, otherwise I won’t be able to drink...ahem...

Batman picked up the cup, he could already smell the strong smell of ginger, Constantine looked at his expression, chuckled and said, Don't you like to use ginger juice instead of wine? Don't you plan to take a sip?

Batman put down the wine glass again, and Constantine went to take the glass of real wine handed over by the bartender. After taking a sip, he gritted his teeth, as if he had been frozen, and said, ...it's amazing, I Never had a drink as cold as that in a Gotham bar anywhere else...

Do you have any secrets? Constantine asked the bartender.

Gotham's cold chain is very famous now. The bartender continued to wipe the glass and said: At the beginning of this year, four large-scale ice-making factories were established. The quality of our ice here is very good, not only The temperature is very low and it is not easy to melt.

Constantine took another sip of his drink, Batman looked at him, Constantine shook his head, and said, I know what you want to ask, magic... magic...

As if he was drunk, he turned his head to the side again, leaned on his arm, and said, You have been following me for the past few days just to get an answer from me, but I told you a long time ago, kid , don’t think about resurrecting anyone with magic...

Batman still stared at him silently, and Constantine said like a prophet: I know, people like you are like this. If you don't understand the principle, you won't completely deny the possibility of something.

However, in the process of figuring out the principle, the price you have to pay is much more than you imagined.

Constantine picked up the glass but didn't drink it, but pressed the glass to his face, as if the coldness could make his brain clearer, he said: I used to be just like you, full of these things Curious, I thought, how would I know that wasn't my way out if I hadn't actually sought it out?

But this is magic. It seduces you to explore and verify, and then makes you lose everything in the process. Finally, you find that the process of losing everything is magic itself.

This is not an equivalent exchange. Constantine shook his head, and continued: It's not that you can resurrect someone by paying something, but that you have lost everything in the process of resurrecting someone.

The British folk tune kept playing, and Batman's hand holding the glass looked younger. Although his figure had grown to look like an adult, it could be seen from the knuckles of his fingers that he was still a teenager.

Seeing his hands, Konstantin thought back to his former self, young, immature, and healthy, like a oak tree.

He thought, fortunately, he met the young Batman at this time, if the two people's ages were swapped, or they met each other at the same age, it would really cause a big mess.

The first time Batman had been in a Gotham bar for so long, that ditty kept echoing in his head, reminding him of the English countryside, and he couldn't remember when it was also in Alfred's mouth Over such a ditty.

When the old butler's face appeared in front of Batman's eyes, he stood up from the chair at the bar, put down his glass, and turned to leave.

On the way back to Wayne Manor, Batman keenly felt that this winter was so cold that when he saw the familiar buildings of Wayne Manor, he actually felt a little warmth from his heart.

However, when Batman opened the door of his house, he seemed a little extra cautious. Even when he passed through the courtyard, he didn't have his usual gait of coming and going like the wind. Instead, he walked lightly and walked in slowly. .

Before coming to the stairs of the manor, Batman took a look at the hook rope fixed on his hand. In the past, he would launch the hook rope directly to the balcony, then jump up onto the balcony and return to the room.

But he still chose to take the stairs.

It is actually very difficult to expect Batman to be able to walk the stairs well, because he is always very good at using various methods to appear in various places where he should not appear, regardless of whether there is a place where he should not appear. way up.

Therefore, when he was walking up the stairs quite cautiously, he didn't notice that some of the old stair railings in Wayne Manor had become loose. Just when he came to the third floor, he planned to take the last step When he was walking, he instinctively supported the handrail of the stairs, and then, the wooden handrail made an extremely slight squeak sound under his hand.

Batman's heart skipped a beat suddenly, he turned his head quickly, and sure enough, he saw a small black figure rushing like the wind from the end of the corridor on the second floor.

It was a little girl with black hair and blue eyes, who looked very similar to him. She was wearing pajamas at this time, rubbing her eyes in confusion, and then looked at Batman with those shimmering eyes in the dark night.

Logically speaking, in this scene, Batman's first action should be to reach out and touch the bat dart at his waist, and then turn on the night vision device to gain a visual advantage.

But this time, his first move was to stretch out one hand, hold down the other four fingers, leaving only one index finger, then put it by his mouth, and said a shh to the little girl. gesture.

The little girl frowned, sniffed her nose hard, and showed a somewhat puzzled expression, then she ran up the stairs deng thump, came to Batman's side, and took another two deep breaths.

Batman shook his head at her, and just as he reached out to cover her mouth, the little girl opened her mouth full of fangs and let out an earth-shattering Wow!!!!!!

In an instant, Wayne Manor was brightly lit.

A few minutes later, Batman holding Elsa appeared on the sofa in the hall of the manor. Elsa was biting Batman's wristband with her fangs. Batman said to Alfred opposite with a straight face. : No, I didn't drink.

The old housekeeper set his eyes on Aisha. Aisha, who can't understand human speech very well, seemed to suddenly awaken infinite wisdom. She let go of her mouth and jumped to the other side of the sofa. Jumping up and down on the sofa, pointing at Batman, and kept saying Wow, wow, wow.

Dick came out upstairs with his eyes closed, and staggered down the stairs holding on to the handrail, obviously sleepy.

After walking down, he stretched and yawned. Alfred walked over and patted him on the back, and then said to him: Go back to sleep, master, there won't be any more noise. is you.

Dick closed his eyes, but he shook his head, then walked over to Batman's side, put his hand on his arm and said, You're not going to that place again, are you?

I didn't. Batman immediately denied it, but Aisha continued to raise her voice and kept screaming. Batman walked over helplessly and picked her up. Dick rubbed his eyes and said, Aisha said You smell of alcohol, you went to the bar?

Batman was silent and didn't speak. He looked down at Aisha, but Aisha still could only scream with unknown meaning.

Batman glanced at Aisha, then at Dick, and then at Alfred who had been staring at him. He wondered if these three people had any secret words that could be used to communicate. He didn't learn from Aisha's Hear any syllables that can be analyzed for information in the scream.

Aisha struggled hard again and jumped out of Batman's arms, then ran to Alfred's side, grabbed his trouser legs, and pointed at Batman's non-stop wow wow wow.

After Alfred picked her up, she stopped barking immediately. Alfred hugged Aisha and said to Batman: Master, although you are now the father of two children, in fact Say, you are not yet of age.

Always going to places that are not conducive to the physical and mental health of minors, I am afraid it will be difficult to set an example for the two children.

I don't know if it was Batman's hallucination, he felt that he heard murderous intent from Alfred's tone, he heard the old butler say:

I don't know how that scumbag from London, named Constantine, seduced you, but I hope that he can stop tarnishing the reputation of his hometown in the few time he has.

Otherwise, as his fellow countryman, I feel it is necessary for me to teach him the etiquette of being a gentleman.

At this time, Konstantin, who was still drunk in the bar, felt a bone-chilling chill behind his back for some reason. He shivered violently and sensed the surrounding situation, but he did not No danger was found.

This kind of coldness is like a shadow, but the source is unknown. Constantine turned his head left and right helplessly. Suddenly, he saw the glass of ginger juice conjured up by him. He reached out to pick up the glass, pinched his nose, and drank it down.

The pungentness finally made him feel warm. He coughed hard twice, sneezed again, and broke out in a cold sweat.