Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 159 Ghost Train ([-] in [-], please subscribe!!!)

The corpses of the sickle weasels scattered into dust and phantoms, and disappeared into the night, as if a part of the darkness that had been stripped off returned to the embrace of the night at this moment, and the darkness of the space became thicker again.

Old Tang clasped his hands together, closed his eyes as if praying, and sighed for a while: "The new species of bat brothers I just met, have a good journey. Although our friendship is only a short moment, our friendship will last forever..."

After a short farewell, Old Tang felt that staying here was not a problem, so he decided to pack up and set off.He trudged in the dark tunnel, along the straight rails, and there seemed to be nothing but darkness around him. After an unknown period of time, he saw the outline of the edge of the platform. small waterfall.

I don't know how long I have gone, and time seems to have lost the concept here.That waterfall-like edge seemed so close at hand, but it always gave Old Tang a feeling of being out of reach. He spat secretly: "Damn it, after walking for so long, it's still getting close and far away, and it seems that I can never get around it." This broken station, could it be that this is the legendary 'ghost hitting the wall'?"

Old Tang suddenly recalled that a former hunter colleague had introduced this kind of supernatural phenomenon to him. The other party told him that the location of the ghost hitting the wall is mostly a place where Yin Qi gathers, such as a cemetery, an abandoned building, and the like. He had a companion who was trapped for three days and three nights after encountering a ghost hitting a wall before being rescued. When he came out, he was already mentally disturbed and depressed... But after recalling the memory, he found that the guy described it very evil, but he didn't tell him anything at all. How do I get out of the ghost wall!

Old Tang rolled his eyes and sat down at the foot of the tunnel wall. It was getting dark, and he thought to get on with it, sleep and wait until dawn, and the early workers of the subway station would probably find him.But when he got close to the edge of the tunnel, he discovered that the rocks that built these walls were very old. They were a solemn bronze color, with mysterious and magnificent patterns engraved on them.

Old Tang was taken aback, who would carve patterns on the inner wall of the train tunnel?Under normal circumstances, this is a position where no one is allowed to step down, so no one will see it. Isn't it superfluous to carve exquisite patterns here?
Old Tang stretched out his hands to touch those lines, and there was actually a slight heat from them. It didn't feel like polished stone at all, but more like the fossilized sedimentary rocks he saw during his missions in the Grand Canyon.The fossilized sedimentary rocks there are made of shale, sandstone and clay that have been cut by 20 billion years of scorching sun and torrents in the Colorado River Basin, and finally stripped away by wind and rain.

He suddenly realized that those exquisite patterns may not be carved by humans, but more like the bones of countless creatures stacked together.

But how can such a natural wonder appear in the subway station of the city?
Old Tang frowned and rubbed the rock formation, something seemed to be fiddled with in the depths of his memory, small ripples began to spread in his calm mind... But before his memories surged up, he was struck by a loud rumbling noise. interrupted.

The pale spotlight pierced the night and gathered on Old Tang. The rails under his feet vibrated, and the strong wind blew in his face, making his clothes rattle.Old Tang squinted his eyes against the light, and saw a subway train roaring towards him at an astonishingly high speed.

The light and the strong wind dispersed the darkness and green smoke, and the mechanical beast came with a majestic force. The violent wind pressure almost blew off Old Tang's scalp. If he was ruthlessly run over by such a giant beast , there is no doubt that it will be smashed to pieces, not even a complete body can be left behind.

But Old Tang stood still.

The train almost stopped close to the tip of his nose, and the strong light from the headlights shone on his pupils as black as lacquer, which was so hot that it almost ignited the night.It approached with great kinetic energy, but stopped suddenly at the moment it was about to touch Old Tang, and returned to tranquility after the loud noise that almost pierced the eardrum.In front of Old Tang, this giant steel beast was like a child who had gone mad and returned to his docile nature again.

The rusted push-pull iron door slowly slid open, and the dark carriage looked like a bottomless giant mouth, very much like the ghost train in the movie that you can't get out after entering.Old Tang looked back at the edge of the platform that was close at hand but out of reach. The rain was still falling, as if it was about to flood the entire city.

It seemed that there was no other choice. Old Tang sighed and walked into the car, as if being swallowed by a big black mouth. close.

After a while, the train pulled out of the station, the steel monster roared and galloped through the rainstorm, and the steam xenon lamp shook.The windows in the carriage were all sealed, and the fine stream of water washed over it, making it almost impossible to see the outside scene clearly, only the blurred silhouette of the city outline quickly receding in sight.

"Hey, this is much more fantasy than the stories those guys told. I was kidnapped by a ghost train in the middle of the night. Who would believe it?" Old Tang recalled that his experienced hunter friends once slapped him for bragging, What kind of ghost ship, what kind of uninhabited island, compared with my own bizarre experience now, they are so boring that they are as boring as going to the grandma's next door to eat a whole wheat sandwich.

Old Tang paced the train with great interest, looking left and right, imagining whether a mummy would pop out from the front, or a zombie would pop out from the back, just in time for him to practice his new skills .His footsteps were heavy like drums in the dull carriage, as if beating on people's hearts...Suddenly Old Tang's body froze, and his walking feet also stopped.

"Fuck! It's really a ghost train!"

Old Tang stopped, but the footsteps didn't stop.

Someone was slowly approaching in the darkness behind him!He clearly heard the old partition door being gently pulled open, and the mottled rust peeled off. Someone was hiding there, secretly watching him.

He turned his head, and four pale golden pupils suddenly lit up in the darkness.

……

"The little white rabbits No. [-] and No. [-] are already on the way. How about No. [-] and No. [-]? Nothing went wrong?" Potato Chip Girl asked.

"No! Our Little White Rabbit No. 100 is amazing! He is indeed the guy who is called the ace commissioner of Kassel Academy alongside Little White Rabbit No. [-]. He is very skilled in tracking! The distance is maintained from the beginning to the end. It's just right, floating between [-] meters and [-] meters!" Seeing the two red dots sticking to the computer screen, Mai Shutoku couldn't help clapping, smiling like a flower.

"Are you sure you're talking about Specialist Ace? Why does it sound so much like a pervert? It's the kind with a lot of experience." The potato chip girl tore open a bag of potato chips, tasted a piece, and stuck out her tongue.The smell of Texas barbecue is her least favorite, but they are also potato chips, so they can't be wasted, so she still eats them one by one.

"How can there be such a perverted man who walks behind him? He is handsome, obedient and polite. Although he has a bit of facial paralysis, isn't it a pleasure to be followed by such an elite cool guy?" Said Mai Jiude with a coquettish smile.

"Damn, so you like Chu Zihang's hanging, or do you like being followed by handsome guys? No wonder you always dress up in fancy clothes when you go out. I didn't expect that your hobby with long legs... has no bottom line." Potato chip girl Said with disgust.

"Hey, hey, you like being tailed! I don't dress up well to show off to men, but to please myself, okay? You're such a boring house girl, you know nothing!" Jiu Toku Mai puffed up her chest, looking like a queen "I have to say, actually, I like Caesar's hanger better. The proud and confident man is full of glory! That guy Chu Zihang is so boring."

"It's a pity, at this point Caesar should be preparing to propose to Chen Motong, right? I'm going to see the ring at dawn, and you have no chance." Don't be bored, he should be regarded as boring, Lu Mingfei even said that he has never seen a man who is more heartbroken than his senior brother."

"Whether he is boring or boring, this time he has to face his own heart. The lights will gather above his head. He is one of the protagonists of our story. The final choice has always been in his own hands... "Jiu De Mai said faintly, "Chu Zihang, did he choose to end tragically and completely turn his own life into a tragedy...Or follow his own heart and seize the only light in his life... Really? Looking forward to it, we will wait and see!"

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Chu Zihang came to what looked like an abandoned subway station. He did not expect that there would be such a simple place in the corner of such a bustling city.The gates were not working at all, and huge stones looked as if they had fallen from the ceiling, creating a deep hole in the concrete platform. Only the red sign at the entrance said "No Entry" in four big characters, but Looks like no deterrent.

A thin figure stood on the dilapidated platform, wearing a large black hoodie and wide-leg pants, his body was hard to distinguish, his face was completely covered by his hat, mask and sunglasses, as if he had merged with the darkness as one.As Chu Zihang said, he really did dress like a thief.Chu Zihang followed this guy to come here. He looked down at the phone, and the red dot also stopped on the screen. This place is already quite a distance from the central city.

Chu Zihang hid behind a huge pillar, and in front of him was a huge notice board that was not powered on, and his wet figure was reflected on the dirty glass.In order to keep the tracking concealed, he didn't open an umbrella, and was exposed to the heavy rain all the way. At this time, his blood was rushing wildly in his blood vessels, his body temperature rose sharply, and steam came out from the thread holes in his clothes. It was as if the clothes were on fire and smoke was coming out.

His gaze was fixed on the guy who looked like a thief from the beginning to the end. I don't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the other party gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he couldn't say where it was familiar, but he didn't stick to it all the time. With this idea, what he was puzzled about was why the other party came to such an abandoned subway station in the middle of the night during the rainstorm, quietly standing in front of the platform as if waiting for the train.

But now he has already passed the operation point of the subway, and he just searched it with his mobile phone before entering the station. This underground platform in the SJS area is called "Gaojing Station", also known as "Station No. 53", it is the city subway line 1 An unfinished line station on the west side is also the westernmost station of the underground part of Line 1, numbered 101.

This site was completely built according to the needs of combat readiness, and it is completely different from the structure of the passenger terminal.The station is heavily guarded, dull and quiet, with tall domes, simple white walls, rough concrete floors, incandescent lights that are not turned on all year round, and more than 700 meters of concrete ramps that climb all the way to the ground exit.

There have been various urban ghost stories about this station. Someone on the Qiangguo Forum said that when the subway passed Gaojing Station, it stopped suddenly, the lights of the whole car were suddenly extinguished, and there was a strange sound of clappers in the dark, which made people feel palpitations. It was a long time after the sound had passed that the subway restarted, and the lights came back on after passing the station, which he will never forget; some people also said that the lights would suddenly dim a bit when passing the station, and the subway doors were opened for no reason. There were many blurred shadows on the empty train, and the subway resumed normal operation after all the shadows got off the train.

Due to the cold and humid environment in the station, it is considered by many people to be a gathering place for lonely souls and wild ghosts.

What kind of guy would come to such a station in the middle of the night, and who used Lu Mingfei's account to let him follow this guy? Chu Zihang's first reaction was whether this was a trap, assuming the news was not far away. The man in the black hoodie at the office sent it to himself, so why did he lure himself to such a remote place?
But the next scene shattered his doubts.The rumbling sound came from far to near, and a train without any lights really slid into the platform slowly from the thick darkness, and stopped in front of the guy in the black hoodie.

That guy actually came to wait for the bus!

There is no curtain door on the platform here, only a simple glass barrier. The man easily climbed over the barrier and disappeared into the dark compartment.The train door began to close slowly, Chu Zihang felt a burning sensation from the imprint on his back, he grabbed his shoulder, took off his sunglasses, and his golden pupils pierced the darkness.

He smelled the same rainstorm as that night!
Chu Zihang took a deep breath, emerged from behind the pillar, and began to sprint quickly. If the champion of the Olympic [-]-meter track is here, he will definitely give up this career in shame. Chu Zihang is like a gun that sprang out. The bullets in the mouth were fired at an alarming speed, and squeezed into the last car through the gap before the door was completely closed.

After rolling around on the ground, he hit the door panel on the other side, and there was a dull sound in the darkness. Regardless of the pain in his body, he quickly got up, Murasame started, and entered the state of preparation for battle.

He clearly remembered that the guy in the black hoodie entered the train from the front of the train.When the train came into the station, he counted it carefully. There was a distance of ten carriages between the head and the tail. That guy should be too late...

But after recovering his sight, he was stunned, and violent fear exploded in his mind.

He couldn't see the situation in the front car, because the few cars in the middle of the train... were filled with dense black shadows!
(End of this chapter)