Abyss Express

Foreword:

[Even if asphalt covers the entire earth, sooner or later green grass will break through the barrier and thrive. ]

[—Ilya Ehrenburg]

[Part①·Log]

Next to the meeting hall at Jushan Station, there are four large culverts built by giants.

These caves are divided into sixteen gates, extending all the way to the defense base of the Icelandic Coast Guard.

"This small country has no serious defense force. It is protected by nine countries. The permanent police force in all cities is only 600. The giant mountain station is built at the bottom of the volcano in Reykjavik."

Jiang Xueming followed the team of customs clearance personnel all the way forward, disinfected and collected blood at the quarantine checkpoint, checked DNA, and killed the Weta brand.

At the last checkpoint, everyone in [JoeStar] was stopped except for Xue Ming.

The madness index of Bu Meteor and Xiao Qi hovered at [A+].

Jason Megan came straight to [Out of Spec].

As Jason's waiter, Katyusha had to stay with her employer to take care of her.

Brother William's race is a giant. If he wants to go to the human world, he must first ask the leader of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to issue a certificate.

Meteor immediately clung to the level window, yelling constantly.

"Do I look like a lunatic?! Hey! Brother guard! Open your eyes and take a good look! Is there something wrong with this instrument?"

"Sorry." The defense armed personnel guarding the gate raised the anesthesia gun, and did not point the gun at the meteor, more like a gentle show of force: "This is a rule. There is no polarizing sextant at Jushan Station. If you put If you go out, our entire department will have to pay fines and lose their jobs."

"In London, the quarantine process at Skydome Station is not so strict." Xue Ming stepped forward to negotiate in English, and pointed at Xiao Qi: "My waiter's madness index is already very high, she can freely enter and leave Skydome Station, why? Does Jushan Station not work?”

"Because this is Reykjavik." The armed man whispered: "This place is an international port and a holy place for tourists, but there are few police officers and the law and order are average-it is also the place where various e-sports events and sports are held. Everyone will come here, now is the post-epidemic era, not only the brand of Vita, but also the new crown virus will spill out, if there is nothing else, it is best not to run around."

The good brother who guarded the gate said so, stamped Jiang Xueming's passenger ID, and patted Xueming on the shoulder.

"Don't bring viruses from the surface to the underground world."

Xiao Qi still wanted to follow, but was immediately forced back by the tranquilizer gun pointed at his nose.

The armed man smiled with embarrassment on his face.

"I'm sorry, my lord waiter, you can stay at Giant Mountain Station, or run to London Skydome Station. Return to the surface from there."

Meteor took Seventh Brother back to the repatriation team.

"Sister-in-law, didn't you also start from Jushan Station when you ran to the death agency last time? Why didn't these guys stop you that time?"

Xiaoqi immediately said: "I parachuted down from the crater, and the priority of summoning the bell is the highest. You don't need to follow these regulations."

With a distance of tens of meters, Jiang Xueming and Xiao Qi shouted loudly.

"How about I go with you too? Go back to the City of Tears?"

"No need!" Xiao Qi was very sensible: "Fly back to HK first! Bai Lu and Tang Ning are waiting for you! The boss should be waiting for you too!"

——After all, Ao Han Ming De's life talisman is still in Jiang Xueming's hands, so this matter cannot be delayed.

"Okay, see you later! Call me if you need something!"

After Jiang Xueming finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Take the intercity bus and leave the side of familiar partners, it seems that everything becomes quiet and strange.

There are very few passengers on the bus, and after changing into casual clothes, they are no different from ordinary people, except that occasionally enthusiastic men and women will look at each other, and inspiration often reads each other's kindness or hostility when their eyes collide.

The blood-red sunset outside the car window just slowly sank from the mountains far away. In the vast wilderness between the hills and low slopes, the bus was driving on this winding road.

Apart from the sound of the car radio and the road noise from the tires rolling over the stones, the only thing that can be heard is the howling of the warm wind blowing across the cheeks.

Occasionally, a group of passengers started to discuss, Xue Ming would pick up the diary and silently write down their conversations.

"Under the Reykjavik volcano in Iceland, there is a giant mountain station."

"This giant mountain is actually more like a mixture of giant and mountain monster."

"It is said that this volcano is the skeleton of the mountain giant, and the origin of life for all Nordic creatures is here."

"Whether it is the Vikings or the earlier Neanderthals, their ancestors used to live here."

"They believe in spiritualism, which is similar to the animism in the Druid religion. There are souls in mountains, rivers, land, animals, and vegetation."

"Half a year has passed—I still don't know what Niflheim is, at the end of Red Star Mountain, where the giants in the sea of ​​the underworld come from, and at the bottom of the trench, that group looks like an aggregation of trees and flesh and blood What exactly is the body?"

"The people at the scientific research station clearly told us that the photos and videos of these things cannot be released outside. Everything is included in the station's α-level confidential agreement. I can only ask brother Su Xingchen for advice through dictation."

"Does the underworld really exist in the world? As we have seen, behind the ice crystal wall built by [Isa · Isa], is that temple the entrance to the underworld?"

"Is the [mother] that the giants say, the rolling mud in the trench? It looks like a huge one, similar to the [God of Bugs·Bug God] described by the author of the original novel of "Starship Troopers"— —Some of the cilia similar to fungi and plants are exposed from the trench, and they contain powerful electrical energy. The size of the cilia exposed on the surface of the earth is as large as tens of thousands of square kilometers. I can hardly imagine the area occupied by such creatures in the mantle How exaggerated."

"Perhaps what the giants say is true, and this is their mother. These giants have no umbilical cord, and they don't need an umbilical cord—including Soult and William. These creatures were born only with the mysterious rune keystone for company. , like proof of identity."

"Brother Xingchen doesn't know what exactly I saw, but in the scientific research institute of [Tianshu], there are also records of this kind of stuff—[Wenqu·Wenchang] is its research institute and archives, in these places , Brother Xingchen found relevant information."

"We call it the Houtu Empress."

"It's also called Chengtian imitating the law and making great virtues to make the empress the land of the emperor."

"All life born in the soil comes from the embrace of the mother of thick soil."

"Different soils nurtured different races, formed different settlements, turned into different villages, and produced different languages—maybe in the endless darkness of the land of China, we can also find Such magical and treacherous creatures, like Niflheim, have an underworld."

"I have always been very distressed, thinking that I am not a smart person-almost insulated from scientific research in astronomy, geography, mathematics, and science. Xiaoqi will still make fun of my education level. I think she is right."

"I'm the best at destroying something and breaking a complete monster into pieces. As for other weird and mysterious things, I will leave it to scholars who specialize in art to answer them for me slowly."

"On this journey, it was Jason Meghan that I was most concerned about at the beginning."

"He finally found his former waiter and soul power, but what surprised me was not these twisted and bizarre souls, nor the complicated emotional relationship between Jason and Wendy."

"What surprised me was the relationship between me and Xiaoqi—"

"—Brother Xingchen said that the paternity test results of Uncle Jiang Zhengchu and I have come out."

"The result of DNA comparison and verification shows that we have a 50% probability of being the biological father and son. I think this is nonsense, or a lie made up by Brother Xingchen. Later, Brother Ye Bei told me that my real birthday is six The twenty-third day of the month."

"Brother Ye Bei won't lie to me. If you say that, I'm already twenty-three years old, and I've reached the age of engagement, but I don't know how to mention this matter to Xiao Qi."

"In my life, apart from Bai Lu's serious illness, this is the first time I have been so flustered, and I can clearly feel that my heart rate has increased from 51 beats per minute to 70 beats-although the change is not big."

"I've thought about proposals countless times in my head, but they usually end up with Xiaoqi fainting and convulsing, just like when I handed her the ring for the first time more than a year ago."

"She is a very greedy person. The difference from people in my day is that I don't know how to make money. She makes money ruthlessly and quickly—almost as fast as cannibalism."

"She is beautiful. I am ashamed to say it. I almost never take the initiative to praise her beauty. It is because she unilaterally sexually harassed me. Maybe I am too dull in this regard. I comb her hair occasionally. When grooming, talking about these things will make her less common."

As I write this page, the bus is parked on the airport apron.

The urban buildings in the distance are looming, and the sky has completely darkened.

The lights of Hallgrims Church soared into the sky, like a golden waterfall, falling into the Milky Way.

Xueming finally woke up from the blurred feelings. After thinking about it carefully, he finally realized that it is somehow inappropriate to write private matters in the diary.

The little black cat must be very happy to see it, and he will not be interested in work and addicted to sugar.

So he tore off these few pages, tore them into pieces, stuffed them into the trash can, and hurried to the terminal to book tickets.

Right now, right now—

——A blond man with a height of about 1.85 meters followed.

He squatted next to the trash can, clearing out all the scraps of paper thrown in by Xue Ming, and pieced them together bit by bit.

He was wearing thick black woolen clothes, with thick fingers, no palm lines or fingerprints, and the bare palms looked like the skin of a baby.

He rubbed the scraps of paper, and recognized the arrangement of Chinese characters from the scattered texture of the ink.

When you finally put them together into a complete log paper, give a thumbs up, like the detonation switch of a time bomb.

“[Sex Bomb Sexy Bomb]!”

A loud and powerful cry came from the man's throat——

—it was like a magic spell, one command.

The paper started to burn, bursting out with golden flames, and the ink had a different ignition point from the paper, so bright red characters jumped out of the flame tongue, showing almost all the words written by Xue Ming.

Until the paper was burned, the man straightened up, revealing his true face under the street lamp next to the trash can.

He has blue eyes, mottled blond hair covering his forehead, full cheekbones and high cheekbones, a straight nose and fleshy lips.

He was wearing a pink shirt with a stand-up collar tightly tied up by a black tie, but he had weird and terrifying features from his collarbone to his chin—the adam's apple and the large blood vessels in his neck had tattoos of azure blue morpho butterflies.

The black woolen clothes are very slim, matching his strong arms and torso, the hard cowhide pants tightly wrap his hips and legs, the calf muscles and neck bones are protruding and curved, and the leather shoes are shiny.

Right now, right now—

——Jiang Xueming walked out from the shadow of the street lamp.

"Who are you? Why are you following me? Why are you looking through my diary? You"

In the middle of the conversation, Xue Ming couldn't continue.

Because this guy looks too weird to him!

Remember Chen Fugui, the owner of Zhizhapu?

A fake foreign devil who likes to change couplets, and an approachable and joking American.

When Bai Lu saw her, she wanted to call Uncle Chen.

And the weirdo in front of him who followed Xue Ming to search for fragments of Xue Ming’s diary in the trash can——

——Almost exactly the same as Mr. Chen!

Be it eye color, hair color or facial features and build.

Except for their demeanor and clothing, except for the lines on their palms and the morpho butterfly tattoo on their necks, they are almost like twins.

[Part② Vitality]

Xue Ming couldn't do it now, and continued to ask questions before he opened his mouth.

The strange man took the initiative to hand over the passenger ID——

"—Hello, my name is Wood, Wood Plucker."

Immediately afterwards, the man took out his cigarette and lit it with just a wonderful ritual of snapping his fingers.

"It's the line from unknown plot FE33031 to Tianqiong Station. The captain of the three trains. The fireman is my wife, who is also Chinese. This is her contact information."

Saying so, the man took out another business card from his clothes and handed it to Xue Ming.

"I don't mean anything to you, I'm just very curious. The moment you tore off the diary, I couldn't subdue the wild cat in my heart. It was barking, beckoning me, and urging me to take a look at what you wrote. "

Jiang Xueming involuntarily took two steps back, he could feel the burning spiritual pressure on this guy.

Regardless of whether what this strange car commander said is true or not, the soul power on the opponent alone has already revealed a terrifying destructive power.

It was pure flame, pure energy, which could light paper and cigarettes with bare hands in the freezing environment of Iceland. Even before Jiang Xueming saw the soul power form on Wood Plaque, the power had already burst out in one step.

Wood Pluck went on to say: "The garbage you throw away, the moment it lands in the trash, it doesn't belong to you anymore, does it?"

"Yeah..." Xue Ming frowned, ready to fight.

Wood: "I picked up these diary pages and burned them so that no one could find out what was inside."

Xueming: "Thank you."

Wood: "You're welcome."

After all, Xue Ming called the phone number on the business card, and was finally convinced——

——The stranger in front of him who looks like Boss Chen is indeed a train captain in the railway system. Whether it is the platform manager or the customer service department of Jushan Station, it can be corroborated.

"Mr. Wood, why do you want to peek at my diary?" Xue Ming didn't understand.

Wood: "You are the new boss of Anonymous, the leader of a school in the station, I want to know you."

Xueming: "Is it that simple?"

Wood: "It's as simple as that."

After a brief silence, Xue Ming was about to leave——

—Wood Plucker said something else.

"Jiang Xueming was born on June 23rd, which is the day when the god of the black goat was sacrificed in "Witch's Sabbath". People sacrificed their children to the devil, and let the devil eat the flesh and blood of their children, and"

Jiang Xueming suddenly turned around: "Mr. Wood!"

Wood: "Did I offend you?"

Jiang Xueming: "What you said made me angry—very angry. Are you trying to provoke me on purpose? The thing I hate the most and the thing I hate the most is human flesh trading. If you add cults and children, it will be extremely angry It will explode in no time."

"I'm not talking nonsense, Jiang Xueming." Wood Plaque turned on his phone, showing the painting "Witch's Sabbath", which is a portrait made by the Spanish artist Francisco in 1798: "You were indeed born on this day."

Jiang Xueming turned off the mobile phone screen for Captain Wood, only to feel that this godly guy is much more superstitious than Boss Chen.

"So what? Can you prove anything? I am an interesting person? The date of birth is also important?"

"No, quite the opposite." Wood Pluck unbuttoned his coat, lifted up his trousers in front of the young man, and lifted up the belt of the skull cat's head, acting very casually—

"——I am fascinated by the vitality bursting out of you. If you want to take "The Witch's Sabbath" as a story, you are like a child in a sacrificial ceremony. As a sacrifice, you jumped off the altar and first caught your parents and beat them After a meal, he kicked the evil god from the shrine, pressed him to the ground and beat him violently."

Wood held on to the belt with one hand, and with the other he used his finger as a gun, toward his own temple.

"This powerful vitality is like the grass seed under the rock. Even if the asphalt covers the whole earth, the green grass will break through the obstacles and grow vigorously. It attracts me like a magnet and iron block. I can't help but be attracted by it. A gravitational force is pulling towards you."

Hearing that, Xue Ming just kept scratching his head——

——In the end, he didn't shy away from it, and just used his spiritual body to help Captain Wood repair the cat-head buckle on the belt, so that the pants would not fall down.

The customer service department of Jushan Station.

The customer manager was having dinner with the driver's wife, and most of the conversation between the two married women was about family.

About the husband and children—

—Wood Plucker's wife among them.

The driver's wife talked about such a thing.

"The harvest season is here, and my husband has nothing to do all day long, so he likes to run outside."

The account manager didn't care.

"He is honest and upright, not like a prostitute."

The driver's wife was frowning.

"I'm not worried about him going out to find women."

The account manager asked back.

"Then what are you worried about?"

The driver's wife said.

"I'm worried that he's going out to find a man."