Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 215 Isn't it to seek good fortune and avoid evil? (2 in 1)

A Bentley was driving smoothly on the road, its piano-painted body glowing faintly in the sun.

Because Li Qingshu escorted Neville's family of three back home, there were only father and son in the car at this time.

In the spacious and comfortable back seat of the Bentley, Zhang Xiao lay in the comfortable seat and asked curiously:
"Dad, where's the Rolls-Royce from before?"

Zhang Chengdao glanced at his son who had taken off his shoes and slept in the back seat with his legs crossed through the rearview mirror, and scolded with a smile:

"I don't know how to sit, the car was smashed, and I didn't bother to repair it, so I just changed it."

The time to return to China has been determined long ago. When I get home to rest for a day, I am ready to go home.

So Zhang Xiao is not in a hurry, he is not a child anymore, what's the use of being anxious?

I yawned, took out my special blanket and wanted to sleep, the way back was quite a long way, plus the traffic conditions in London.

It's not bad to get there in an hour.

The night before the holiday, everyone played until midnight, and without knowing what Dumbledore was thinking, they had a dance party.

Dad suddenly smiled and said:

"Hey, are you sleepy now? I thought you would be in a hurry to ask about returning to China. Not bad, your temper has improved!"

If you say this, I won't be sleepy!
Zhang Xiao suddenly regained his spirits, got up all of a sudden, and his eyes lit up:
"Aren't we going back tomorrow? Dad, how do we get there? Is it a teleportation talisman or so close?"

The wizard's travel cost is almost 0 because of apparation and Floo powder.

Taoist priests are similar, they don't have the convenient magic of Apparition, but the Teleportation Talisman combined with some spells such as so close to the horizon and shrinking the ground to an inch can be considered quick.

It's just that these kinds of spells require a very high level, even higher than Apparition.

"What are you thinking, you think the diversion talisman is a Chinese cabbage!

This thing is considered precious, and with your small body and physique, can you withstand such a long-distance movement? "

Zhang Chengdao hummed:

"Let's put it this way, besides your grandfather who can withstand such a long-distance teleportation, even your father and I can't bear it!"

After thinking about it, Zhang Chengdao still added:
"Tomorrow we will fly back, this is your first time returning to Huaxia, you have to walk in the normal way to experience it.

If you use spells, you will have a lot of discomfort. "

Zhang Xiao's curiosity was instantly ignited, and he was more and more eager to recall that hometown, which was a kind of nostalgia from the depths of his soul.

Seeing the anticipation on his son's face, Zhang Chengdao shook his head lightly, but there was a hint of a smile on his face.

The foot on the accelerator increased slightly.

"Sit down, let's go~!"

Early the next morning, Zhang Xiao got up, and strolled in the garden with her slippers on and her hands behind her back.

The early morning in midsummer is very pleasant. The cool wind blows on the face and there is a feeling of clear water on the face. It is the time when the branches and leaves are luxuriant in the garden, and the green plants make people feel comfortable.

Sitting in the gazebo, Zhang Xiao was fascinated by watching it unknowingly. When he recovered, the sun had already risen high.

In the restaurant, Zhang Chengdao had almost finished eating, and was studying today's flight schedule.

Zhang Xiao asked curiously after saying hello:
"Dad, what are you studying? There are not many direct planes, and there is no need to transfer."

Zhang Chengdao shook his head, his thumb moved quickly on the inner joints of his fingers, and he put down his hand after a long time, drawing a horizontal line heavily on a flight.

This said:

"Calculate the fate of the flight."

Zhang Xiao picked up a dumpling, blew on it, and sighed:
"As expected of a Daoist. Dad, is our plane safe?"

"Forget it, there may be an accident on a flight." Zhang Chengdao took out the MicroTAC 9800x, which was a mobile phone launched by Motorola in 89.

Compared with the 'Big Brother', it is much smaller in size and can be operated with one hand.

Zhang Xiao knew so clearly because Dad bought one for himself when he bought a mobile phone. Unfortunately, this thing is just a decoration at Hogwarts, and there has never been a Qiankun bag until now.

Seeing that Dad called someone from the 'company' to book a plane ticket, Zhang Xiao thought for a while and asked:
"Dad, since it is calculated that one flight is a disaster, shall we think of a way?

In case something goes wrong."

Zhang Chengdao nodded in relief:
"Good, so I just bought that flight."

"Is that so?" Zhang Xiao dipped in vinegar and stuffed the dumpling into his mouth. He had just chewed a couple of mouthfuls when he suddenly realized, his eyes widened.

No, Dad, what did you just say?Directly bought a flight that might go wrong?
Zhang Xiao swallowed the dumplings in twos and threes, then hurriedly said:

"Dad, aren't we seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck? Why is it the other way around?"

If this is the case, if you figure out the crashed flight, go to rescue it, then you can figure out other accidents every day, should you go to rescue it?

Perhaps Zhang Chengdao had the same confusion before, he could see what his son was thinking at a glance, and said with a smile:

"Xiaoxiao, are you thinking that if this is the case, why are there so many accidents?"

Zhang Xiao nodded heavily. He has no objection to saving people. If he encounters him, he will definitely take action, but his father's operation really confuses him.

"First of all, we can't figure it out.

Secondly, we must set our minds right, there are so many people in the world, we cannot be saved, but if we happen to meet them, it is another story. "

Zhang Chengdao paused, his face became serious:

"Xiaoxiao, Dad didn't tell you before because you hadn't met the standard for conferring a talisman, but now that you're golden, you must be qualified to walk the world in the future.

Then there are some things you should understand, that is the prohibition of walking in the Taoist gate! "

Zhang Xiao put down her chopsticks, lowered her head slightly, and saluted with both hands, showing that she was listening.

"First of all, the biggest ban is not to renew the life of an official, not for a day! Not for any official!

Let him be a wise king through the ages or a foolish one, a clean official or a corrupt official, as long as he is an official.

Will not work! "

Zhang Xiao's heart was shaken, she must not continue the life of the official!
Renewing life is not equal to healing. The means of renewing life are almost fixed. There are only a few kinds in the Taoist sect, and the renewing is the number of lives.

Like normal treatment is not included.

He agreed, but still asked:

"Dad, what's the standard for being an official?"

"In ancient times, the standard for being an official was entry. Now it should be called Ke?" Zhang Chengdao rubbed his chin and thought for a while. He had gone abroad early.

Keeping his father's words firmly in his heart, Zhang Xiao then asked:

"Dad, are there any other prohibitions?"

Zhang Chengdao waved his hand and said indifferently:

"Others are some small rules, nothing, you just need to remember the biggest prohibition."

He looked at the time and nodded towards his son:

"Eat slowly, I'll simply pack up my things, and let's go after eating."

The father and son were wearing ordinary casual clothes, sitting in the waiting room of the first-class cabin, waiting quietly.

Nothing worth mentioning happened, everything was peaceful, except that two stylishly dressed girls kept looking at Zhang Chengdao secretly.

Dad's appearance is of course very good, coupled with the special temperament of a cultivator, it can only be said that Zhang Cheng is a bit of a scumbag.

Zhang Xiao's current young mother may have to be counted as a strengthened group.

This is the flight back to China, and the two girls are obviously Chinese, because how can their casual jokes and self-confident conversations escape the father and son with outstanding spiritual sense?

It can only be said that the current atmosphere is still a bit conservative. Zhang Xiao feels that the two of them are already very excited, but they are still at the stage of getting over their mouth addiction.

If it was in the future, I would have come here to strike up a conversation.

In this era without smartphones for entertainment, waiting is indeed a very boring thing, so he had to chat with his father.

"Dad, is our Taoism a religion?"

Zhang Chengdao put down the travel magazine in his hand, thought for a while, and asked:

"Is worshiping and believing in one's ancestors a religion?"

"Of course not!" Zhang Xiao shook his head like a rattle.

Zhang Chengdao pointed to the sky with a finger, and smiled:
"Then our Taoism is not a religion. After all, those who believe in it are all ancestors!"

I go!Dad means that there are really people in the sky, why?Why are you so modest about going abroad for [-]-[-]!Doesn't that tulle everything?
Zhang Xiao still wanted to ask, but the flight attendant had already come over and gently reminded the first-class passengers that they could check in in advance.

After passing through the special passage and sitting down, Zhang Xiao's attention was attracted by the first-class cabin that he had never experienced before. After all, the plane he took many years later was also an improved version of these models.

For example, the current flight is a Boeing 747-400, and British airlines do not use Airbus.

There is not much difference between the first class cabins of today and those of later generations, and there may be a big difference in the electronic products.

The two girls happened to be sitting next to each other before, and they were still secretly looking at this side, and then they covered their mouths and made playful and laughing sounds.

I just don’t know if it’s the people who got rich first or those from Xiangjiang.

The huge passenger plane began to taxi slowly on the runway, and as the roar of the engine gradually became louder, the plane roared into the sky.

This flight is from London Gatwick to the capital, and the whole journey takes about ten hours, which is considered a long journey.

There was no other sound in the cabin except for the sound of the plane's engine.

After the passengers around passed the initial stage, except for those who wanted to adjust their biological clocks, most of them began to follow the schedule and rest with their eyes closed.

Even the two beauties who were envious of Zhang Chengdao yawned, covered themselves with blankets and fell asleep.

Zhang Chengdao and Zhang Xiao did not dare to relax in the slightest.

After all, the hexagram only said that such a flight is a bad one. I really don’t know how bad it is. If there is a sudden explosion, the father and son will be fine, but the purpose of making this flight will be in vain.

Zhang Xiao, who had nothing to do, simply took out a few talisman papers and began to think about how to spell these talisman papers.

Zhang Chengdao also looked out curiously:

"Xiaoxiao, what weird things are you thinking about again?"

Zhang Xiao shook the talisman paper and said in a low voice:
"Dad, do you still remember that time, just the time you yelled 噫嚱."

Zhang Chengdao's old face turned red, and argued:
"Isn't that the first time I saw you? You only remember these things, don't you?"

"That's not true. My idea is to see if I can release these talismans in the same way as last time, by releasing the spell."

"Can this be done?" Zhang Chengdao raised his eyebrows, and he still remembers that scene vividly.

Not to mention that the speed is faster than the volleying talisman, and the power seems to be a little bit stronger. If it can be done. Hey, isn't this a bunch of talismans smashing through the head and face before the fight?

Zhang Xiao nodded: "I guess [-]% can do it!"

"Then what are you waiting for, come on! Dad, let's take a closer look together!" Zhang Chengdao became excited. If it can be done, why don't you "hope everyone knows"?
This is almost a subversion of the thousands of years of tradition in Longhushan!

The volley drawing talisman is already a profound skill, and this instant volley drawing talisman may even change the perception of the Taoist sect!
The father and son met and communicated in a low voice. In order to prevent others from being disturbed, Zhang Chengdao and Zhang Xiao directly threw out the East and West mute methods.

Zhang Xiao introduced his discovery to his father, and Zhang Chengdao proposed the most suitable key points and visualization methods based on his own experience.

Although it is not easy to test, it can be written down as an idea first. In this collision of Eastern and Western thinking, time passes quickly.

"Xiaoxiao, it should be like this here, look at the fire talisman, it's not just fire."

"Dad, I think the spells and gestures of the raging flames can be combined with the fire talisman."

"The mantras of Taoism can also be used, and they don't have to be in Latin."

Boom!~ The fuselage shook violently, as if it had encountered a turbulent current, and it kept violently bumping up and down.

Um?The father and son stopped communicating at the same time suddenly, and there was a very strange feeling in their hearts. It was a strong omen, which came from a sixth sense beyond ordinary people.

The spiritual sense is constantly warning him that there is a big crisis!
This bump did not surprise everyone, and most people are still in their dreams.

Even some people who were not asleep just looked up and looked around, then shrugged and continued to lower their heads and do their own things.

After all, shaking like this is really normal during flight. Sometimes even in high-altitude turbulence, there will be obvious shaking on both wings of the aircraft.

Amidst the shaking of the fuselage, the stewardesses in the cabin still looked as usual, as stable as Mount Tai. It seemed that such turbulence had been encountered countless times.

In previous professional training, they knew how to keep calm in an emergency, which is also the best way to stabilize the passengers.

The faces of Zhang Xiao and Zhang Chengdao suddenly became ugly, because the warning in the spiritual sense suddenly became stronger.

Suddenly the plane shook violently again, and the plane seemed to lose gravity in an instant.

It sank suddenly, and the sudden sense of powerlessness woke up all the sleeping people.

Many people screamed in unison.

The unfixed things in the cabin suddenly floated up, and then the bits and pieces of debris regained their gravity again, and fell like raindrops.

"Passengers, the plane is passing through the turbulent layer."

The voices of the flight attendants immediately sounded in the cabin. They have richer flying experience and have undergone professional training.

Immediately began to appease the passengers.

It's just that the hearts of the passengers haven't completely let go, because the plane has already vibrated strongly, the fuselage is up and down suddenly, and the drop is huge.

The cabin was already filled with screams, and those sundries have now become hidden weapons for hurting people, flying up and down in the cabin, and many passengers were smashed to death.

Added screams to the screams.

The stewardess who was holding the microphone to appease the passengers put down the microphone, and immediately took the phone in the cabin to transfer to the cockpit.

But got no response.

The purser's heart immediately rose, and an ominous premonition welled up.

According to the situation in the past, the captain or co-pilot will immediately report the flight situation to the passengers in the cabin to stabilize their emotions.

The purser put down the microphone, winked at the stewardesses, then walked straight to the cab, peeking in through the glass door.

With just one glance, her body began to tremble slightly, her pretty face was even paler, and a strong sense of despair surged up.

Something happened in the cockpit!

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