Abyss Express

Foreword:

[We do not live in this world by the grace of God. ]

[—Nikita Sergeyevich Khrushchev]

[Part① Chaser]

In the restaurant of the terminal building, Xue Ming had dinner with this strange train conductor.

He still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, because this series of things was too weird.

"Mr. Wood, I have many questions in my mind."

Xue Ming decided to get straight to the point and go straight to the point.

"Why do you look almost exactly like a person I know?"

The conductor's papers and the phone call to the platform were real, but Wood Pluck's face looked fake.

For example, when we are traveling abroad, the colleagues in the next-door unit look exactly like the uncle in my hometown.

Could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Wood Pluck raised his chopsticks, holding the sea bowl, and saw that the chopsticks caught the soup dumplings and dried the water, looking very skillful.

"You mean Adams Vihar?"

Jiang Xueming: "Adams Vihar?"

Wood: "Yes, don't you have an impression?"

It was also the first time Jiang Xueming heard this name.

"No."

Wood went on to say: "That is Chen Fugui - a Texan, the name on his ID card and driver's license is Adams Vihar, and he came to China a long time ago to seek life."

Jiang Xueming: "Yes"

Wood: "He looks exactly like me, right?"

"Except for your demeanor and temperament." Jiang Xueming described: "You are full of strands."

"Sulfur smell." Wood joked: "I use Diao brand sulfur soap."

"Oh..." Xue Ming pursed his lips and said quickly: "No, Mr. Wood, I said that your spiritual pressure and soul power smell like explosives. I often touch these things, and I can smell the bottom fire of guns. The smell of mercury dynamite."

Wood dropped a coin into the vending machine and dropped a bottle of Coke. He twitched his thumb and pressed the detonation switch, and the alloy bottle cap of Coke flew into the sky with a bang. Finally, I sent the Coke to Xueming.

"Go on, drink when you're thirsty."

"Mr. Wood, you and I, Uncle Chen..." Jiang Xueming thought for a while, and finally changed his words, "Are you and this Adams Vihar twin brothers?"

Xueming doesn't know much about Boss Chen——

——At the beginning when I was struggling to survive in Hengyin, I also saw the recruitment notice of Zhizhapu. Boss Chen saw that Xueming's face was good at attracting customers, so he sent him to work in Brother Ye Bei's shop.

He was a very kind and approachable little uncle. He called Ye Bei [Xiao Bei] and Xue Ming [Xiao Jiang]. After hearing the story of Xue Ming’s family, he immediately lent him two months’ living expenses without asking how long he would pay it back. .

In Hengyin, borrowing money is basically equivalent to doing charity. Jiang Xueming felt lucky to meet someone like Uncle Chen.

But now he ran into a guy who looked exactly like Uncle Chen in the system of the Abyss Railway, which made Xue Ming pay more attention.

When Wood Pluck heard the question—

——He ate all the dumplings, as if he had thought about it for a long time.

"Not a twin brother."

Jiang Xueming then asked: "Then why do you two look so alike?"

When talking about this--

——Xue Ming was very, very curious in his heart.

When he heard [Tianshu] from Brother Ye Bei, he only knew that it was the sister unit of Abyss Railway.

So he thought—maybe Prak and Uncle Chen are a pair of brothers, the inspiration and spiritual pressure of this pair of brothers are different from ordinary people, so one went to Tianshu and the other went to Nine Realms.

The one in Tianshu became a good partner of Brother Ye Bei.

This one in the Nine Realms became the train conductor of Aoru Mingde.

Wood asked: "Is this important?"

Xue Ming could feel it—the captain seemed reluctant to answer this question, but he still decided to break the casserole and ask the end. Before the other party showed anger or resistance, people would not look back on this day. After all, it is very important to prepare a few gifts for visiting Uncle Chen's house during the holidays.

"Very important."

Wood didn't mind too much, he just thought this little guy was very interesting.

"It's a long, long story. It's completely different from the twin brothers you imagined, or the cloning technology. I and Adams Vihar, that is, Chen Fugui, we both look exactly the same, if we put it It was all said and done and we should have missed the plane."

"Wait." Jiang Xueming finally sensed something was wrong: "Commander Wood! You're on the same plane as me? Are you going to HK?"

Wood: "I decided to walk with you."

Jiang Xueming: "Why?"

Wood: "You have the talisman of pride and virtue on you, don't you?"

Jiang Xueming: "Yes. How did you know?"

Wood: "When I was in close contact with you, when you repaired the belt of my trousers and we were almost stuck together, I felt the BOSS's spiritual pressure - it came from the Red Mountain Stone."

Jiang Xueming was surprised: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Wood hugged each other with his hands and raised his legs.

"All self-introductions are not as straightforward as the collision of spirit bodies."

Jiang Xueming finally woke up, the train conductor in front of him was definitely a genius.

With that kind of poised and unflappable aura, he acted recklessly in the cold wind at the risk of being naked. In just ten minutes, Jiang Xueming's spirit body and belongings were thoroughly investigated.

Jiang Xueming: "So."

"I want to protect you, Jiang Xueming. If something goes wrong with the BOSS, I will lose this job." Wood said bluntly: "If you die on this return journey, I will also take the BOSS's life talisman , go back to the Nine Realms and die."

Jiang Xueming's eyes widened.

"I'm in danger?"

"If my guess is correct." Wood Pluck narrated his conjectural thoughts: "From the information obtained from the broken log, you just came back from Red Star Mountain, and it is a VIP trial mission—the kingdom of heaven. The cultists of the ladder have seen you, and there will always be someone who slips through and will pass your message on to others."

Jiang Xueming: "Have I been targeted?"

Wood took out two air tickets from his pocket and handed one of them to Jiang Xueming.

"If I can find you, it means that other people can also find you. During the harvest season, people from the Crazy Butterfly Sacred Church are having a carnival—at first I just wanted to chat with you, but after I learned After you got the Red Mountain Stone, I changed my mind."

After saying this, Mr. Wood took out the coaching qualification certificate of Galahad School of Magic from his pocket.

"I am Barathon's magic teacher. I teach people all over the world how to control their soul power. The path of soul growth is not just the end when it breaks out of the cocoon and becomes a butterfly—it's just the beginning. You are only one step away from this juncture." It’s a last step, if you die at this juncture, it would be a pity, the boss will be sad for a long, long time.”

To be honest, Xueming was very uncertain.

This set of rhetoric is very similar to the traditional metaphysics deception trap.

For example, the classic routines of charlatans such as "You have a bloody disaster, I have a way to get you through it".

If it is true as Wood Pluck said, the Stairway to Heaven has leaked all the members of the Red Star Mountain Assault Team. At this moment, Jiang Xueming, who is alone, is like a tender piece of fat, and has been targeted by many carnivores .

Jiang Xueming: "Can you protect me?"

Wood: "No."

Hearing these words, Xue Ming felt inexplicably relieved.

If Wood Pluck really said something swearing, "Brother will keep you safe"—Xue Ming would definitely run away.

Jiang Xueming: "Can you keep the Red Mountain Stone?"

Wood: "I'll do my best."

Jiang Xueming immediately took out the diary, fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

"Mr. Wood, our flight path."

Before he could finish speaking, Wood immediately took over.

"Depart from Reykjavik, Iceland, cross the North Pole, stop at Vladivostok for three hours, and then fly directly to HK."

Jiang Xueming raised his head and looked at the other passengers in the terminal——

——It was more than thirty meters apart, and there were only a few dozens of people in the hall.

"Sixteen Americans, three Mexicans." Wood tilted his head and glanced into the hall: "Three Japanese, two Bolivians, one Korean, one Russian. From the frequency of their looking at the waiting board Let’s infer that there are thirteen people with us who are very concerned about the departure time of the passenger plane. They are ten men and three women. There is also a little girl who seems to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. She is staring at the passenger plane on the take-off runway. In the reflected light of the pupils, the oil pipeline of the airliner can be seen."

Such a strong observation ability—Xue Ming recorded all this information in the diary as Mr. Wood ordered.

Xueming stretched out his hand: "Can I trust you?"

"Don't shake hands with me." Mr. Wood did not respond to the handshake ceremony: "My hands are very dangerous, and the ability to activate the soul power is almost inseparable from this pair of fleshy palms. As for whether you can believe me-I think there is a difference between you and me. , everything is equal and fair, and there is no trust at all.”

"There is no trust?"

Xue Ming's eyes were out of focus, and he could hardly understand what the train conductor meant.

Wood covered his chin and raised his eyebrows with the other hand: "In the eyes of the Crazy Butterfly Cultists, I am also a high-value target—if I die, three trains of the Abyss Railway will be suspended, and the remote small stations will be closed, and it will become a big target. become isolated villages and towns in the dark world, and it is difficult for the sunlight of the station to reach these places."

Jiang Xueming: "Where there is no sunlight, mold and viruses will appear."

"Yet! Yup! Yes!" Wood applauded Xue Ming's association ability: "The story background of most horror movies exists in a relatively isolated village and town. These places are dark and it is difficult for the police and army to project force to these places. In a small village isolated from the world, without the help of heavy firepower, people can only succumb to the unilateral violence of cultists or ghosts, so that every day should not be answered, and the land will not work—either die or join.”

Jiang Xueming closed the diary: "I see, Mr. Wood, there really is no trust between you and me."

"So put away your naive thoughts, Jiang Xueming." Wood Plaque said: "I don't have David Victor's mind-reading ability-I don't know you at all. You want to talk to me about trusting this It is an expensive luxury, and the person who should show an unbelievable expression should be me."

Jiang Xueming got up and was about to board the plane: "So we don't have to complicate simple things."

Wood stood up and said to the plastic brother: "I will give priority to ensuring the safety of Hongshanshi, and then your life."

Jiang Xueming put on his luggage and came to the security checkpoint.

"Mr. Wood, if we don't encounter any trouble during this journey and return to HK without incident, can I make friends with you?"

Wood: "Why?"

Jiang Xueming: "Because I think you are very mature, you are quick and logical, I want to suck, no, I want to learn some skills from you."

Wood threw the luggage into the security inspection machine: "No, I'm not asking this, what I'm asking is, why do you have to be calm and have no trouble before you want to make friends with me?"

Jiang Xueming was suddenly silenced by the conductor's words.

For a while, he really didn't know whether Wood was joking or pretending to be confused.

The alarms sounded at the same time when their luggage was at the security checkpoint, until the flight attendant came to check, Jiang Xueming and Wood reluctantly handed over their guns.

[Part② Purgatory Plane]

Jiang Xueming: "Then let me ask another question. Nice to meet you, Mr. Wood, can I make friends with you?"

Wood packed his bags: "No."

Jiang Xueming: "Is it because I look dangerous? Many people say I'm as cold as ice."

Wood: "My wife is very concerned about this and asks me not to go out and fuck."

Jiang Xueming: "But I'm a man!"

Wood: "Just because you're a man."

Xue Ming was silenced again, this time for a little longer, and he didn't speak until boarding the plane.

The two sat back in the seats in the economy class, finally freed from the oppressive and manic atmosphere.

Everything seems to be very normal. There are not many passengers on the passenger plane departing from Iceland. The epidemic in recent years has almost crushed airlines around the world.

It was close to twelve o'clock in the morning, and the plane had already started taxiing on the runway.

The pilot lights passing by outside the window, as well as the gentle and sweet broadcast prompts from the flight attendants made people drowsy.

At this moment, Xue Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Thinking in my heart, maybe Captain Wood's worries are unnecessary.

Wood also started chatting, talking about things outside of work.

"Jiang Xueming, do you like watching movies?"

"Not very interested."

"What about the TV show?"

"Basically don't read."

"My wife is a movie buff and a TV show fanatic, and we work on the trains, and that's what we use to pass the time."

"Um."

"Have you watched Tom and Jerry?"

"Seen."

"I like this animation very much."

"Is it because it's fun?"

"Because it has a clear character identity and can be understood by almost all ages. Which character do you like best?"

"Jerry's big cousin."

"It has a name, it's called Marsol."

"I don't remember. I only know that this mouse has amazing fighting power. Is it important to be able to beat up a group of big cats?"

"Yes, names are very important. I hope you will give up your own name immediately." Wood tilted his head and leaned to Jiang Xueming's side: "I call you a gunsmith, and you call me a bomber. That's fine."

"It sounds like a cartoon character." Jiang Xueming wondered, "Is there any deep meaning?"

Wood pouted, nodding amusedly: "I'm going to call you, so that everyone on the plane won't know that you are [Jiang Xueming], there are strangers chasing you, and they want to ask you where you are, for example, shouting loudly. Shout—where did that Jiang Xueming go? Our flight attendants and passengers will not immediately report your location to others based on the ticket information."

The moment the plane leaves the ground——

——Xue Ming's eyes changed drastically.

He felt the fuselage trembling unnaturally, and accompanied by a strange Reiatsu with the stench of deteriorating hogwash.

At this moment he finally realized that Wood Plucker was not joking, that the conductor was not joking, and he was not here to have fun during the harvest holidays.

There are indeed people from the Crazy Butterfly Sect on this plane.

And judging from the abnormal fluctuation of spiritual pressure, the moment the plane left the ground, the soul power had already started to play a role!

Who was the target of the attack? What is the method of attack? What effect will it cause?

Xueming doesn't know all of this——

——The sound of snoring from all around makes people involuntarily drowsy.

Xue Ming got up immediately to find the source of the strange spiritual pressure, but was grabbed back to his position by Wood.

"Don't run around, gunsmith."

"I have to go and see." Xue Ming said frankly: "Mr. Bomberman, I just felt it."

"Is Butch doing the trick?" Wood asked.

Xueming: "What is Butch?"

Wood: "There's a trio of bad cats in Tom and Jerry, and their leader is Butch, the big black cat who bullies Tom all day long."

Xue Ming: "I'm not sure. But something must have happened."

Wood: "And then?"

Xueming woke up suddenly.

This is not dealing with Chaos demented Banebeasts or corrupt giants! The opponents are real people!

The examples cited by train conductor Wood are very vivid. What if there is more than one enemy? Are they the trio of bad cats who came prepared?

This deliberate pressure of inspiration is like a hook, trying to pull Xue Ming, a curious fish, out of the water.

"The plane is climbing, if you unbuckle your seat belt and stand up immediately, I am afraid that the enemy on the airliner will know who you are without the flight attendant announcing your name, gunsmith." Wood Plucker tapped the seat on the seat Handle: "Get ready, when the plane gets out of the clouds, I will go with you to find out the truth."

Jiang Xueming looked at the aluminum alloy armrest of the seat and understood what Mr. Wood meant.

He carefully activated the spirit body, cut and straightened the metal handrail between the two, divided it into more than a hundred parts, and built a primitive and ancient firearm——Browning pistol. There are no flammables on the plane, and you can't make bullets without explosives, but this thing should scare the enemy.

Because the enemy is in the same situation as them, and they all have to go through security checks.

Before the plane lands, unless the enemy has the super power to conquer gravity, in order to capture the Red Mountain Stone and escape safely, these guys will never easily destroy the airborne vehicle.

"You're learning at an astonishing rate, gunsmith." Wood Pluck clapped his hands lightly: "Now."

The voice has not yet fallen——

——Jiang Xueming covered Captain Wood's mouth with one hand, and looked out of the observation window of the plane.

The fuselage crashed into the clouds, and in the thick fog, on the wing of the plane, lay a group of furry monsters!

The thunder in the cumulonimbus flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

Xue Ming swallowed his saliva, and said nervously: "The Bomberman was outside just now, and it seems to be watching us."

The plane rushed out of the clouds and came to the stage of level flight.

Wood broke Xue Ming's hand and sighed.

"Ordinary people can't see the spirit body, gunsmith, when you look at it, it will find you."

Xue Ming didn't expect this at all, his face changed drastically.

Wood handed coffee to Xueming: "Relax, this is the standard process of a duel between souls, find out the approximate range of the target, lock on the target, and finally kill the target, it hasn't locked on you yet, and it doesn't even know who you are— —”

Then sprinkle an excess of granulated sugar into the coffee cup, and use good glucose to cheer up the lad.

"——You don't have soul power, maybe there are other people on the airliner who can see the spirit body, maybe there are more than one carnivores who come to hunt, let's call the furry guy outside the plane Butch, because it is the most courageous and the most Naughty, dare to call out the soul power in the thunderstorm clouds, want to use this method to find out our real body."

Following the broadcast by the flight attendant, other passengers also unbuckled their seat belts and went to the toilet.

Wood wrote on the back of Xue Ming's hand with his fingers, and was completely silent when the people flowed.

"Butch can't wait to find us, he is an anxious guy, just like seeing the snow-white little female cat Tudogalo, he will immediately raise his tail and start to heat - he is a very easy enemy, I arrange for you The seat in the economy class happens to be in the middle of the economy class, and Butch will start from that place in the order of first-come-first-served.”

Wood pointed to the passenger aisle of the first class cabin.

"From the nose to the tail, find a way to clean up the way. All the personnel who stare at its soul power will not let go. Wait, gunsmith, just wait, and then pretend to be Tudagellona. With a seductive and seductive look, Butch will show his original shape."

Jiang Xueming's palms were sweating, he was never a passive person.

"Just wait like that?"

Wood stood up, stepped over Xue Ming's knees, and walked all the way outside.

"I'm going to the bathroom"

"bomb-man"

Xue Ming wanted to say something, but the driver's casual and natural attitude didn't look like lying.

"People have three urgencies. Even if you want to fight people desperately, you have to take care of your bladder, don't you?" Wood said as he walked, "You have to be careful when you are alone."

After saying this, Wood disappeared across the flight attendant room of the airliner and got into the bathroom.

Xue Ming didn't panic, but he didn't dare to make any suspicious movements. He didn't look around, but glanced at the passengers around him from the corner of his eye. The foul-smelling pressure of inspiration was always lingering, like a ventilation system. Rotting undead crawled inside.

While waiting, he groped towards the inner pocket of his clothes, but suddenly found out!

——The Red Mountain Stone is gone!

He looked down, and there was Wood Pluck's handwriting on the lining of the winter clothes!

"Gunsmith, I took it first, so you don't have to look for it. It's safer with me. Don't get me wrong, don't doubt my motives—I mean, you're safer with it."

Xue Ming couldn't bear to think too much, the passenger in the front seat was a woman from Korea.

Her body trembled unnaturally, as if possessed by a ghost——

——Her trembling hands sometimes clenched the chair handles, and sometimes hit the table. It wasn't until Xue Ming smelled a strong smell of blood that she leaned forward and looked forward.

That scene almost drove him out of his wits!

The woman's boarding pass was full of blood, and only the name of [Pu Zhenhui]'s crew member could be vaguely seen.

Looking further up, her breastbone is exposed, spilled on the floor of the airliner, along with plastic implants.

Her mouth, nose and eyes were spurting blood, and the red slurry coming out of her ears had dyed her hair red!

The nails of her hands turned outwards, as if she had ripped herself apart, her eyes turned white and there was no life left!

Dirty hairy spirits, like maggots, drilled in and out of the woman's throat, and then emerged from the skull, as if they could control the poor woman's brain nerves.

Xue Ming's SAN value is plummeting, but he can't help but hesitate at this moment!

Don't let other people see it! Act like a normal person!

"Flight attendant! Flight attendant! Where's the flight attendant!" Xue Ming shouted hoarsely: "Come on! Come on! Call the doctor from the flight attendant team! Hey!"

Passengers all around looked at this place curiously, and when they saw this horrific scene clearly, they all had disgusted and frightened expressions.

When the stewardess rushed to the scene in response to Xue Ming's call, she immediately let out a sharp scream——

——Pu Zhenhui's corpse stood stiffly, with blood still flowing from the five sense organs and seven orifices.

Xue Ming was breathing heavily, his beating heart made his blood pressure rise, and he couldn't help thinking about his own way of death. The injuries caused by this kind of soul power attack, and this kind of terrifying method similar to mind control, would probably take ten thousand. No panacea can cure it.

When the flight attendant's doctor arrived, he finally took the body away.

The flight attendant sent several frightened passengers to the crew room. The little girl was so frightened that she tried to do business, comforting the passengers embarrassingly.

"Gentlemen and ladies, the doctor will tell us that the cause of death of this passenger is probably food poisoning before boarding the plane, and he was stimulated by hot and cold air currents or changes in air pressure during the climb of the plane."

"What nonsense are you talking about! She dug out her throat! Ribs and lungs!" A man yelled: "She is bleeding from all seven orifices! It's like being poisoned by nerve blood toxin, from the mucous membrane Blood spurts out from inside!"

"There are ghosts on this plane. There are ghosts on this plane. I saw a strange thing lying on the wing just now!" A panicked woman had too much spiritual vision and could already see the spirit body: "I want to get off the plane , I'm going down immediately"

The flight attendant almost went crazy: "Ma'am! Be sober! Now we are at an altitude of more than 8,000 meters."

The woman from Bolivia yelled at the top of her lungs in Spanish: "Then give me a parachute! I'm going to jump!"

At this moment——

——Xue Ming could only feel a deep chill coming from his ankles.

He suddenly turned his head to look, at the position of the ankle, from the crack of the plane's security door, a mess of dirty hair got in, gathered into a furry hand, like a soft snake, slowly slid across the skin of his ankle , and moved in the direction of the woman who kept saying that she was about to jump off the plane.

This guy! On the lookout for inspiration to hit the mark!

As long as you can see it! It is ready to kill all!

where is it? The range covers almost the entire aircraft!

The skin on the ankle did not itch, nor did it show signs of poisoning—

——What method did it use to kill people? !

Just as the fluffy spirit body was about to touch the target, the unconscious Bolivian lady was still venting her terrified anger with a mouthful of Spanish curses.

Xue Ming simply can't sit idly by! There are beasts of the Mad Butterfly Sect! Killing people under his nose!

He was about to call out the spirit body and punch the ball of fur a few times. With the strength of his spirit body, he might smash the floor of the airliner!

At the critical moment, the flight attendant pushed the noisy female passenger out of the customer service room and sent her to the first-class cabin.

The spirit body in the shape of a hairball wriggled slowly, was pinched by the ruthless isolation door, and then shrank away from the safety door.

In this way, it seemed that the crisis was resolved, and the frightened guests shouted and cursed, and the polite flight attendant sent them back.

Until Jiang Xueming was about to return to his seat by himself——

"—Can you stay with me for a while?" The flight attendant took off her hat, as if she was quite frightened: "Sir, can you stay with me for a while? I'm really scared."

Xue Ming decided to stay, because the toilet was opposite the passenger service desk, and Mr. Wood was in the toilet.

"I'm scared too. Miss, I don't know what to say. Sorry, I can't give you courage."

The flight attendant burst into tears, and when all the other guests had left, she began to collapse and was finally freed from the state of business service.

"It's the first time I saw a dead body. There were people who got sick on a plane before, but it definitely didn't look like the symptoms of the Korean lady. It's really strange. Are there really ghosts in this world? I listen to that person The Bolivian passenger said she saw monsters on the wings! Sir, did you see that too?"

Xueming: "I don't know. I'm not sure."

"God bless. God bless, I want to live, I want to come home alive, I will go back to the airline and resign as soon as I land, God bless."

At this time, Wood was late, he opened the door, and saw Jiang Xueming squatting with the flight attendant.

The train conductor grabbed Xue Ming and said to Xue Ming coldly.

"Don't believe her nonsense, we live in this world, not by the grace of God."