Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 384 Enter
It's an abandoned town, quintessentially American.

Many American horror blockbusters are filmed in this closed town.

Especially in the central part of the United States, many similar small towns are under the control of gangsters and full of shady scenes.

In this turbulent era, it is even more rampant.

The beautiful and strong United States is not a truly unified country in the first place, but is essentially a regional federation disguised as a unified country.

On this point, Lin Zhengyang, who has been wandering in the United States for a year, has a lot to say.

As a senior pioneer, all the gangsters in the neighborhood know him...more or less have seen his force.

So Lin Zhengyang has rarely been able to reap spoils from the gangsters recently.

The abandoned subway station, the entrance, the gate is missing, the gate is overgrown with weeds, the cold wind is howling, mixed with rain and snow, whirling through this hall.

Almost all valuable things have been taken away by people. Never underestimate the greed of human nature.

There is no one here like this weather.

There are no buildings nearby. This was originally a block before the big change, and there was a huge flow of people at that time.

It's a pity that there was an accident here, which led to the closure and even spread to nearby blocks, so that it became a famous abandoned street.

"It's not popular at all, this place is kind of evil."

Lin Zhengyang stopped suddenly and looked to the side.

"Who?"

There was silence all around, only the sound of wind and rain and snow falling.

"The English I used just now may be descendants from another world, so I didn't understand it?"

After thinking about it, Lin Zhengyang switched to ancient Chinese.

"Where is the expert?"

That's roughly what it means.

Then he repeated the question several times in ancient Japanese, modern Japanese, modern Chinese, ancient Indian and even ancient Roman.

No one answered.

"I clearly heard someone talking..."

Frowning, Lin Zhengyang said to himself:
"Forget it, don't make extra troubles, I'll wait for the train on the railway."

"Da da da".

The sound of shoes hitting the floor echoed on the road.

In the abandoned subway station, the escalator had already been cut off, and Lin Zhengyang walked down from the other side.

Dark, damp, cold.

The underground floor was poorly lit, so Lin Zhengyang opened his belt, chose a miner's lamp from it, and put it on top of his head.

A bright white light illuminates the way forward.

Soon, he came to the Underground Railroad.

I don't know how long the channel stretches, but at least a hundred miles can be used as a unit of measurement.

"woo woo woo woo··········"

The wind here keeps ringing, as if someone is crying.

Only Lin Zhengyang guarded here alone.

The abandoned platform, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a car to enter the station.

Since the script hints here, there must be a train passing by. In terms of predicting future causality, the script has never made a mistake.

but··········
"I hope, you made a mistake this time..."

Lin Zhengyang's mood is getting worse and worse. The environment here makes him feel very uncomfortable.

No matter how you look at it, the trains that will appear in this kind of place will not be normal things.

"I guess it's an urban legend about the strangeness of the hearse... Why is it abandoned here?"

At this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and Lin Zhengyang suddenly felt cold all over his body. His inner strength was involuntarily stimulated, and his body radiated heat to resist the chill.

"Good ~ cold ~ ah ~"

A voice came from behind.

Lin Zhengyang wanted to turn back subconsciously, but was suppressed by his warrior instinct, and rolled out on the spot while maintaining this posture.

Then he controlled the direction, and after rolling, he jumped a few steps at once.

After a series of actions, he has already drawn out two daggers with faint blue flames, pointing sideways at the original position.

A white shadow flashed past within sight...
Lin Zhengyang was stunned, and then sprinkled crystal white powder on the ground at a speed that he couldn't even imagine...it was table salt.

Then, the salt on the ground was quickly blackened and melted by an invisible force.

"The place where I live is the realm of the gods, the dojo of God on earth..."

With the effect of the words, it was the malicious amulet he bought. It was originally just a cinnabar talisman drawn on yellow paper, but now it was floating in mid-air, and the whole was like a light bulb, illuminating a bright place.

As soon as a white shadow entered the circle of light, it let out a shrill scream.

"what·······"

It's like a cat's paws are scratching the glass, that sharp piercing sound.

Lin Zhengyang frowned slightly, and poured a small bottle of specially made cow's tears into his left hand, wiped his eyes, and then slowly looked around.

"hiss··········"

Within sight, there were already quite a few figures, those in suits and sportswear, all looking like they were waiting for the bus.

Most of them looked dazed, but a few of them had already looked over, showing piercing pale smiles.

A chill gushed out from the bottom of my heart, mixed with fear.

Taking a half step back, Lin Zhengyang adjusted his breath a few times to suppress the chill that was almost penetrating into the bone marrow, took a small dagger, gritted his teeth and charged forward.

The white shadow that was repelled was vaguely a woman with disheveled hair, her appearance was vague, Lin Zhengyang accelerated a few steps to catch up, and the faint blue cold fire streaked across.

"what···················"

The shrill screams spread throughout the place, and the whole body of the white shadow was burned with blue flames, completely burned up.

The spirit bodies that had gathered around, obviously with malicious intentions, also retreated slightly.

But it was obvious that Lin Zhengyang felt that their eyes had changed.

Previously, it could be understood as the eyes of watching the excitement, but now, it is the eyes of looking at the dead.

Under the protection of the amulet, the living and the dead are clearly separated, waiting for the same train.

Out of the corner of Lin Zhengyang's eye, he noticed that the way of retreat had been vaguely blocked.

While sneering in his heart, Lin Zhengyang also muttered:
"···················································································································································································…

"No matter how few people there are on a train, there must be five or six hundred people. Is this going to be a gang fight?"

"However, the amulets I brought were all bought at a high price. Although they are all mass-produced goods, they are in large quantities. If you want to win me, you have to be prepared to be killed by me."

"What's more... I still have this weird ticket... I wonder who is plotting whom... ·”

The ticket, in the pocket of the jacket, was faintly hot.

(End of this chapter)