"Da Bai, it's a little cold here."
Fatso crossed his arms and curled up, looking like an old man hurrying on a snowy day.
"It's alright," Su Bai said disapprovingly.
"F * ck, you're a vampire and a zombie. You're both cold-blooded animals, so of course you won't feel cold. The wind is blowing, and it's dark here. F * ck, where the hell did we get transported to by train tickets?"
Fatso was strengthened by Daoism, so his physical body was actually at a disadvantage. At least, compared to Su Bai's physical body, he was at a great disadvantage.
"If we follow the train tracks, we should be able to seize the opportunity before the others react," Su Bai said. "Just bear with it for a little longer."
"But there are still people in front of us," Fatso blinked and asked.
It could be imagined that Gongzi Hai and the others must have bought tickets and entered the station first. They were probably in front of the two of them.
"It just so happens that there are some people in front of us who are scouting the way for us," Su Bai continued.
"…" Fatso was stunned for a moment. "F * ck, you've said it all by yourself. However, Da Bai, I'm really worried. What if the broadcast catches us veterans to make up the numbers because there aren't any advanced listeners nearby? "
"Do you think the broadcast is stupid? Catching a bunch of newbies to die?"
"Newbies? Hehe, I quite like that title. Wait, stop! "Fatso suddenly raised his hand and shouted.
Su Bai stopped and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong? Can't stand the cold anymore?"
"No, no."
Fatso stood where he was, holding the talisman with both hands.
"Taishang Laozi is in a hurry!"
In an instant, the two talisman papers burned together. The originally bright yellow flame instantly turned black, and at the same time, it turned into a roaring ghost face.
Fatso shook his hands, and the ghost face was immediately dispersed.
"Da Bai, we can't go any further. The Yin Qi here is too heavy, and there are countless bones around us. God knows what kind of place this is. Although I don't feel any ghosts or resentment here, this is the strangest place. Since ancient times, most battlefields have been dangerous places. Look at the pit we are standing in now, how big is it? We can't even see the edge. If we didn't come from the train station and stand on the edge, we wouldn't even know that we are standing in a pit.
If I go any further, I won't be able to control it. Something like 'Ghost Hits the Wall' might appear. "
"Don't we have a Daoist like you?" Su Bai was rather relaxed.
"Even the Advanced Listeners are afraid of this place. How useful do you think a Daoist like me can be here? Who knows, we might be tricked by the environment here and not even realize it. "
Fatso took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Let's stop here, Da Bai. We're already ahead of them. Don't be too greedy."
"Heh, okay."
Su Bai agreed. He didn't know much about ghosts and gods. Since Fatso, who had always been greedy, felt that they couldn't go any further, Su Bai didn't insist.
The two of them sat on one side of the tracks. Fatso took out three cigarettes from his pocket and stuck them on the ground. Then, he made a gesture of salutation with both hands respectfully.
This was paying respect to the local 'natives'. Just like how the Green Forest Swordsman would visit the local snake sects whenever he went to a new place, the Daoists also had this custom. When they came to a new place and felt that the place might be dangerous, they would first pay respect to the local 'dirty things'. This meant that they were not here to deal with you. Don't worry, but don't bother me. Everyone should mind their own business. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for anyone if the fish died or the net broke.
This was the first time Su Bai saw Fatso being so neurotic.
Suddenly, Su Bai said, "Fatso, stop chanting. Stop chanting."
"What? I haven't finished yet …"
Fatso was immediately stunned because he felt that the tracks were trembling.
"F * ck, is the train coming?" Fatso immediately stood up and looked ahead. However, because the surrounding clouds were too dense and there was also a thick fog, he couldn't see clearly if there was really a train in front of him.
"It should be a train," Su Bai confirmed.
"What about Gongzi Hai and the others? They left in front of us. Are they on the train now?"
"Maybe." Su Bai wasn't very sure about this because God knew what was going on on the train. Moreover, this was related to the place that Lychee had gone to, so there was no point of reference.
"It's coming, it's really coming. I see the lights of the train," Fatso whispered.
Sure enough, a light appeared in the fog in front of them. Then, a long shadow appeared vaguely.
"The speed of the train isn't fast." Su Bai estimated. "It's difficult to jump onto a train on a high-speed rail, but at this speed, it shouldn't be difficult to jump off a train."
"Hehe, it's like the Flying Tigers on the Railway. Climbing onto a fast train is like riding a galloping horse." Fatso was still able to hum softly at this moment.
"Are you pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger? You're so good at pretending that you can't get out of it." Su Bai's lips curled into a smile. "Come, since the train is here, it's definitely going to leave. Climb up and leave with it. Do you dare?"
"Da Bai, I don't love you anymore. I'm singing to relax, but I'm actually being mocked by you. The train is coming. F * ck, it's a green train!"
Fatso was stunned.
This was because what was coming in front of them was not a high-speed rail or a bullet train, but a green train. Nowadays, green trains had almost become a kind of nostalgia. At this time, what appeared in front of Su Bai and the fatty was a green train.
"Isn't it too shabby for the radio station to use a green train to pick up the listeners?" Fatso muttered.
"Then what kind of high-end train do you want? Iron Brave Train Man? "Su Bai teased.
"Hehe."
"Fatso, stand by my side. Let's not separate and climb the train." Su Bai reminded him.
"Okay."
Fatso stood by Su Bai's side without another word.
When the train got closer, Su Bai was surprised to find that there were already people on the surface of the train.
On one side was Gongzi Hai and the reporter, and on the other side were two Westerners. The four of them were holding on to the handles outside the train. They did not enter the train. They just held on to the handles and moved forward with the train.
"The door can't be opened. Why don't we go in?" Fatso was puzzled.
Indeed, to be able to find out in advance that the train tickets could be bought, enter the station in advance, and run along the tracks in advance, these four people were clearly rushing for the greatest benefits. They were thinking that they could get the benefits alone if they went there earlier.
But now, they were all holding on to the edge of the train like obedient children and following the train to the platform without moving. Wasn't this taking off their pants and farting for nothing? When the audience saw benefits, it was like a cat seeing dried fish. How could they hold themselves back?
"No, Fatso, look. It's not that they can't get in. It's not that they can't break the glass or the door. Look at their expressions. They're obviously afraid!"
Su Bai noticed this detail.
At this time, Gongzi Hai and the reporter also noticed Su Bai and Fatso in front of them. The reporter's face showed a bitter smile, but Gongzi Hai's face was much more complicated. It was filled with fear and other inexplicable emotions.
"What should we do?" Fatso was a little dizzy. "Get on the train with them?"
"Fatso, did you see that? The place where the train went is disappearing," Su Bai reminded him.
Fatso looked. Sure enough, after the two green trains drove over, the area behind them became nothingness.
"We can only get on the train. We took the initiative to leave the platform early to wait for the train. In the eyes of the radio, we are the kind of people who broke the rules. We don't know where this green train came from, but now it seems that the way it came from has disappeared. If we don't get on the train now …"
"Then we may disappear along with the surrounding environment!" Fatso said. "Forget it. Let's get on the train first. Jie Ling and the others are not dead."
The speed of the green train was much slower than the high-speed rail and the bullet train. In fact, when it really started, it couldn't be considered slow.
When the train passed in front of them, Su Bai and Fatso reached out and grabbed the railing outside the train together.
The reporter and Gongzi Hai were a little far from Su Bai and Fatso. After getting on the train, Su Bai clearly felt that the surrounding space began to distort. Sound, vision, and so on began to blur. Even the train, which didn't seem to be moving very fast, now had a strong inertia that made it difficult for Su Bai to move. If they were thrown off the train, they would really be finished.
The danger was even more profound than when the two of them were standing by the railroad tracks!
Su Bai let out a low growl from his throat. His arms were stuck on the railing to ensure that he wouldn't fall off. Fatso was a meter away from Su Bai, but Su Bai could only see Fatso's blurry figure. His voice was also intermittent, but he could barely make out that Fatso was cursing. Fatso's flying sword had already been taken out and stuck on the railing to help him stabilize his body. After all, if even Su Bai found it a little difficult, the pressure on Fatso would only be greater.
Broken door,
Broken window,
Go in!
This was the only thought in Su Bai's mind. At this moment, Su Bai's chest and face were almost pressed against a window. The window was covered with curtains, so he couldn't see inside.
However, Su Bai couldn't care less. He gripped the railing tightly with his other hand and prepared to smash the window with one hand.
However..,
At this moment..,
The window curtains were pulled open..,
In front of Su Bai, there was a woman sitting in the window seat. Moreover, through the opened curtains, Su Bai saw that there were quite a few people sitting in the carriage.
Su Bai's fist stopped in mid-air because he really didn't have the courage to smash the window of the person sitting inside,
"Li … Zhi …?"
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