This world is terrible

Chapter 214 The Flight to the East China Sea

[That place... as long as you reach that place...]
Gao Yi tried his best to get rid of the automatically playing voice in his head, shook his head, and hurriedly said: "This guy wants to escape by train, let's quickly..."

Before the word "chasing" could be uttered, the "cracking" train drove past like a ghost, dragging away the meat grinder on the ground like a pendant.

"I*"

Gao Yi didn't know whether the severely injured body of the meat grinder could withstand the drag of the train. He only knew that his half-baked duck flew, and he almost fainted from anger.

After the train left for about half a minute, the two ran onto the railway in a hurry, staring at the back of the figure that had shrunk into a black spot on the horizon, looking at each other speechlessly.

Once the meat grinder is gone, it will probably be hard to see each other again.Gao Yi thought sadly.

However, a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind made him regain some confidence.

"Train, there may be other trains passing by here, as long as we catch one, we can catch up with the meat grinder."

When Descartes heard Gao Yi's thoughts, he was taken aback immediately: "Old Gao, are you stunned? How dare you casually use such unknown things? Have you forgotten where you are?"

"Zishan, you human beings can't even level the forbidden area. If you dare to use the train as a high-speed train here, how many of you..."

As Descartes talked, his voice became smaller and smaller, until it was hard to suppress the pained expression on his face, and his whole body curled up into a ball on the handle.

"what happened to you?"

Zishan realized that it was right, and immediately squatted on his upper body to pick up the big flute that had turned back into a miniature state, and stretched out his hand to touch its head: "Is it comfortable outside of the body?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Dadi was sweating profusely, thinking about it: "Just now I...suddenly sensed a strange flow of information...but that energy seemed to be non-aggressive, and it went straight out of my head. Offset."

"Strange, why do I feel nothing? Is it because Siren Head is less sensitive to the inner world?"

In Tian E's heart, the good feeling became stronger and stronger.

Huhu——

Just when he was holding the big flute and was feeling a little at a loss by the side of the railway, a strong wind sounded from the distant sky.

Zi Shan turned his head to look.

On the white night, a long figure was slowly approaching, and dots of light came out from the windows, and the magenta seats inside, as well as the figures of people sitting upright, flashed one by one.

train?

Zi Shan froze for a moment.

It is completely expected that in such a situation, you can still see a means of transportation full of urban atmosphere.

The bullet train roared all the way, but the speed was gradually increasing.

Tian E originally thought that the other party would turn around and leave like the next train, but she thought that the train would stop directly in front of her, and with the sound of the announcement after the door was opened, the small doors of each carriage were hastily opened .

[Ding Dong~]

[Dear passengers, the G7023 bullet train you are taking will arrive at the last stop, Donghai International Airport~]

[Passengers who get off, please follow the blue landmarks and get off as slowly as possible! ]

"What the hell? Donghai International Airport?"

Zishan was completely bewildered by the successive events.

Are you outside Xiaodi now?When did the low-speed railway line open in this ghost place? What's more outrageous is that the last stop was Donghai International Airport? ?
The farmhouse...the meat grinder...the railway with its head and tail...the old-fashioned steam train...everything in sequence is like an old-fashioned horror movie based on white, which makes people feel safe from the bottom of their hearts.

But now a new-age high-speed train——"Harmony" suddenly came, and asked you if you want to get off. I will go to the airport at the last stop.

Zishan already knew where to start.

Seeing the small open train door behind him, whether it was going down or down, he was not in a bit of a dilemma, but he felt the big body of the big flute in his arms suddenly tightening again, something strange happened.

Zi Shan walked back.

There are no monsters.

With or without gore.

There is even no smell.

It's like getting off an abnormal train, it should be said that it is a low-quality shift that is even more abnormal than abnormal.

Whether there is a seat occupied, whether there is a child, whether there is a short video, everyone is sitting in their seats in a proper manner, and even the eyes are not even the slightest vertical.

Logically speaking, the atmosphere in the carriage should be very strange now.

But I know it is because of the sufficient light, Zishan sees no one can see the inexplicable feelings of fellow villagers, think about it...

hiss.

Their sluggish expressions are very similar to the uncle who lost his memory upstairs.

who I am.

where am I.

Where am I going.

So, this high-speed train will really go to Donghai International Airport, right?Could it be that the middle-aged uncle who lost his memory returned to reality from this railway?

The doors were closed, and the bullet train was driving under the white-painted railway again.

Zishan found a seat and sat down. He was about to see how the pocket flute was doing, but it occurred to him that he was waiting for his action, and the former got up alive and kicking.

"How are you?"

Tian E looked at the sickly flute of Yishui, and some believed that it was just a faux pas.

Dadi sat down next to him and explained: "We left the place, and the flow of information seems to be rapidly weakening."

"So to say……"

Zi Shan pondered to himself: "Are we really moving away from Xiaodi?"

"correct!"

He seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly lay down under the glass of the carriage and looked in.

If I sit on the same shift as my middle-aged uncle, can I meet what he said?

Bridges, centerlines, and no "woo-woo-woo," what the hell are these things?
It's just that after knowing for a long time, Zishan can't find the slightest similar scenery, I can't help but think about my own judgment.

"Don't forget, where did this bullet train come from?"

Dadi Xiaozhi Ruoyu reminded at the right time: "In the depths we know, the railway has been extended for a long time. The so-called bridge, the middle line, there is nothing to cry, and there are extremely small possibilities there. outside."

"Wrong."

Zishan also nodded: "This train is leaving. If you want to find out the origin of these people and the truth about the departure of the railway, you only need to take the next train back."

"It will take us back to the beginning and see the truth of everything."

It's just that this kind of truth has nothing to do with Xiaodi's taboo, and is it really worth investigating?

Tian E is making an evaluation.

Everything that happened tonight was too bizarre. If the last stop of this bullet train really stopped at Donghai, he just wanted to find a barbecue stall to have a good meal, and then go to the hotel to take a nap with his head covered.

As for the social practice side, presumably after such a thing happened, there should be no way to retreat.

In the next period of time, I am afraid that Xiaodi will retreat into the state of martial law, and the scenic spot will probably be opened to the public again.

"Hey, Dadi, look slowly, Longmen Xiaoqiao! We are really back!"

Dadi lay under the window sill, and suddenly let out a pleasant cry.

In the inner world, under the endless white ocean, a brightly lit bridge is still moving. A tall and tall figure stands behind the gateway of the East China Sea, reflecting the neon lights of the East China Sea Nova in front of him.

East China Sea……

I had thought that it really came back!
Even if he is no longer mentally prepared, Zishan still has no sense of reality as if he had just awakened from a dream.

It's just that I'm currently driving on which line, it seems that there is no low-speed rail line under the Longmen Bridge?

Zishan and Dadi exchanged glances.

"..."

"We are galloping under the sea level at a speed of several hundred kilometers per hour!"

　Thanks to "Rain Weeping Night" and "Tired of Pen" friends for their rewards
　　
　
(End of this chapter)