Abyss Express

July nineteenth.

PM·20:30.

Jiang Xueming and Bu Liuxing sat in the back row of Black Volga, and were about to head to Nine Realms Station to start the next journey.

When parting, Jiang Bailu could faintly feel——

——Brother seems to be going on an adventure again, to that terrifying, treacherous and fairy-tale-like underground world.

The little sister lifted up the broken hair on her forehead, put aside the airy bangs of her pear blossom head, and trotted all the way to the side of the car, "Brother, touch me!"

Hearing his sister's call, Jiang Xueming's eyes became gentle, and with his hands holding Bai Lu's round face, he leaned out of the car window.

The foreheads of the two touched, and their eyes were full of reluctance.

Bai Lu whispered, "I'm sorry, brother, I peeked at your diary."

Jiang Xueming didn't say anything, but went back to the car, took out the diary, and turned to the page of the suicide note.

Bai Lu nodded immediately, her voice was crying, but she didn't shed tears, "I saw this too, I understand what you mean, I understand—whether you come back or not, I will become stronger, and I will not live I will find another you here, and I will not be self-absorbed and blame myself. I want to live a good life. You will become sand, clouds and rain, mud and the sun, and the sea. You will always be by my side, you Never left me."

Jiang Xueming smiled happily: "Well, are you ready?"

"I'm not ready." Bai Lu's mouth pouted, Lao Gao was extremely wronged, and the tears in her eyes burst into tears all of a sudden: "Where is there any preparation here? Ask yourself, are you ready? If I'm getting sick because of that branding, are you ready?"

"Your story has not been finished yet, and you will never die." Jiang Xueming said sincerely and persistently: "I will not do unnecessary things. When you are sick, if this suicide note is really delivered to you, It also means that the people at the station found me and my diary. The little black cat will definitely send you medicine after receiving the diary. It's just a bad white cat, it will only play tricks with you, asking the elders to accompany you to wear small skirts and play unfair games."

Bai Lu timidly asked: "Then if I didn't hold on at that time, and you hadn't rushed back with the medicine bottle, I went to the Palace of the King of Hell to report, what would you do?"

"That's okay, I don't have to write a second suicide note." Through the car window, Jiang Xueming straightened his sister's hair, and then said: "I will burn you to ashes, so that the virus on your body will not spread, and then I will Take you to a place where no one will find you, where no one will force anyone to marry anyone. Then I will start life again - except at the funeral, I will never shed more tears for you, I know you are in Look at me, just like I look at you, if there is really a hell in the world, which dead person would be happy to see the closest family members in the world crying?"

"Yeah! You're right! Brother." Jiang Bailu was very sensible and stopped crying, his nose and eyes were still red: "Have you thought about it? Are you really going back to the station? How long will you be going this time? "

Jiang Xueming still had that serious and persistent expression.

"You must do what you promise to others. Half of your life was picked up by Ah Xing.

In this house, we took Brother Ah Xing’s love, lived in his house, ate his food and used his food, and even troubled the three teachers to teach me.

We must repay these kindnesses, otherwise we will become ungrateful bad guys. Now he is going to take an adventure in the underground world, so I will bring him back safely, we will take care of each other, you help me, I will help you, one swipe, one swipe, that's how the word "person" is written. "

Jiang Bailu understood what his brother meant, rubbed off the tears on his face, nodded and said: "Well, I will wait for you to come back, and I will definitely not cause you any trouble. Don't worry, you must concentrate on your work—I am also eighteen. I'm old, I want to grow up, I want to grow up quickly."

Jiang Xueming touched his sister's head, and said softly, "Don't worry, take your time, it will be faster. Detours are actually shortcuts."

"Although I don't quite understand it." Jiang Bailu wrote it down silently: "But I remember, brother. Did Brother Ye Bei teach you this sentence?"

"Yes, that's what Brother Ye Bei told me." Jiang Xueming said frankly: "When I really needed money and wanted to steal it, he helped me and said this to me."

"A long detour is a shortcut. It will be faster if you take your time." Bai Lu muttered, and turned back to go to the big house, and suddenly regained her spirits: "Brother! I won't be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts! I don't want you to teach me painting!"

From far away, Jiang Xueming shouted loudly: "You don't study? What are you going to do? Are you going to sell offal like me?"

Jiang Bailu also shouted loudly: "I will study hard! But I will definitely not cause you any trouble! Never!"

"Okay!" Jiang Xueming didn't even think about it, and greeted Ms. Sansan next to the gate: "Bai Lu, please take care of me! 3301!"

"My employer also troubles you to take care of me, Mr. Jiang Xueming." 3301 patted the dust on his shoulders, like a salute when meeting for the first time.

The three coaches stopped to watch.

Teacher Li and Teacher Liu clapped hands to celebrate.

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"That kid is gone."

"Great, I can take a break."

Only Coach Zhou was a little lonely, and he raised his hand to salute and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Bai Lu called to stop these uncles, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Zhou, Uncle Li! I have something to trouble you!"

The three uncles were all stunned.

Miss Sansan also looked at Bai Lu curiously, and asked, "Little sister of the Jiang family, what do you want to do? Are you worried that I will take care of you? Or are you worried about your brother?"

"No, I feel very at ease when my brother handles things." Bai Lu was thinking about other things.

——Sister Xiaoqi and brother Xueming said that there are bad guys coming to harm us.

——Maybe I will become my brother's weakness, I can't hold him back.

Thinking of this, Bai Lu's eyes became colder and more [real]—the two teachers looked more and more frightened.

"You won't..." Teacher Li began to stutter, his eyes were too familiar, and he had seen them countless times these days.

Teacher Liu was holding the weapon bag, his hands were shaking: "Are you kidding me, this girl looks very weak. Don't scare yourself."

Teacher Li said to himself, comforting himself: "I also told Oh Xingshao that these two guests were abducted into the mountain village since they were young, and they may not necessarily be brothers and sisters. Fighting still depends on talent."

Before the words were finished, Coach Liu trembled, and a pistol fell out of the weapon pouch.

Bai Lu received it firmly, holding the gun——

— Pull the slide and check the chamber.

——Lock the safety, hold it backwards and hand it out.

The grip is facing Mr. Liu, and the empty barrel is facing himself.

Coach Zhou regained his energy all of a sudden, and immediately walked to the training venue with various protein supplements.

Bai Lu bowed and said concisely: "Teachers, I'm afraid I will have to trouble you for a while. I have to go to school every day. I have time after seven o'clock. Please! I want to protect myself!"

The Volga drove farther and farther.

There was an eerie silence in the air.

once again—

——Volga is parked in the traffic flow on the most congested section of HK, the busiest street.

It's just that Jiang Xueming didn't hear Seventh Brother's scolding this time.

He could only hear Bu Meteor whimpering beside him——

"—Brother Ming. I can't help it. I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it when you and Bai Lu were together."

Ah Xing kept pulling out a tissue, just after wiping away his tears, he blew his nose hard again.

Seeing that battle, Jiang Xueming retreated three points, and unconsciously moved his buttocks to hide by the car door.

He still kindly reminded: "That's my sister, not your sister."

"I'm a person who will cry when I watch a movie." Ah Xing explained aggrievedly: "You know that you can't see these things."

Jiang Xueming decided to ask for help outside the court: "Seventh brother, please persuade me."

"Woooooo Bailu is so sensible. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Xiao Qi was also crying loudly in the driver's seat, her voice was louder than Ah Xing's, and she howled more terribly: "What are you trying to persuade me? I'm crying too! Fuck ! Why is this road so fucking blocked!?”

Jiang Xueming covered his face with his hands, trying to fix him.

——Take a deep breath and adjust your mentality.

—Say something else, say something else.

"Ah Xing, there was one thing I couldn't figure out before."

"You ask, I'm listening, Brother Ming."

"In Fangfeng Village, Mr. David told us that many, many engineering team members at the station were mentally disturbed. I was anxious at the time, and I only cared about Bailu's affairs, and I didn't think about it. Later, when I recalled this incident, I found it incredible. , there are many doubts, do you have any clues?"

"Ah, that Mrs. Canaan didn't disclose this information either. The things she stuffed into my head were very confusing. I don't even know whether these scattered pictures are true or not-but you asked about this matter, I will put myself in my place. Think about it, it seems that you can get the answer."

"Tell me slowly, I'll write it down in my notebook, maybe I can get something from the boss in exchange."

"For example, we are construction personnel in the engineering team who have left their hometowns and worked underground for many years."

"Um."

"We may be people who have a partner, have a family because of the convenience of work or other reasons - but those are not what our hearts really think."

"Well, you mean the dream?"

"Yes, I think these [mentally disturbed] people probably had the same dream as us, on that seaside, on the bench under that western-style building, under the influence of the hallucination of the Canaan Faceless Lady, Only when you recognize the truly important people in your life will you suddenly change your temperament and embark on another path."

"Is this your guess?"

"Yes."

"Very romantic speculation."

"You are also a romantic person, Brother Ming. I want to be like you and leave a suicide note for my mommy."

"better not."

"Why?"

"When she sees this thing, she may hold your funeral in advance. If you are not dead at that time, the relatives and friends will feel the atmosphere, and your mommy may send you on the road with her own hands. I really want to learn a funeral craft gone."

Ah Xing curled his lips in self-defeating manner, not at all discouraged, and immediately changed the subject.

"I just thought that if an armadillo hunter saw this suicide note—wouldn't he be soft-hearted?"

"These guys have been traveling in the underground world for many years, and they are not good at anything. If you have this spare time, you might as well read the email from BOSS and see the details in the envelope."

"Um"

"Ah Xing, think about the mental trauma we suffered at the seaside. This journey alone has brought your mental strength and will to survive to a freezing point—how dare you say that, the experienced armadillo hunters in the underground world , will you soften your heart when you just listen to a story?

——I will never have illusions. These hunters can survive in the underground world and escape the search of armed employees. They must be people with strong will, weird personality and strong personality, which is very different from ordinary people. It's like you said, the old passenger who guards your clothes. "

"Yes, he likes to talk to himself, talking about it."

"Is that a precursor to schizophrenia? Even if it's not, it should be a symptom of a lot of mental trauma."

"Hope others are okay."

HK airport.

Jason Meghan sits in a VIP seat at an airport restaurant.

His little attendant clung close to his side.

"Hey, little girl, listen, I'm not in the mood to talk to you about so many useless things, I've already burned my passenger card."

The little waiter didn't care, and said patiently: "It's okay! Employer! Your certificate can be reissued!"

"But I really want to be a hunter! Do you know this kind of feeling?!" Jason Megan scolded viciously: "A person like you who changed jobs halfway and waited for death in a waiter position? Should I How can I talk to you about this?"

"Have you really thought about it?" The little waiter, with watery eyes, was innocent and helpless, and handed the French fries to Mr. Megan's mouth: "I know about your deeds, and I also know that you lost the previous waiter, but I believe none of that will knock you down"

"Shut up!" Mr. Meghan waved off the French fries, with fury on his face: "What do you believe? What do you say you believe in? Why can you look at ease, and open your two thin mouths?" Hey, can you just discuss my situation for more than ten years? I took such a long detour at the station! I suffered so many injuries! Now I finally found a shortcut! How can you do it?"

"It seems." The little waiter looked sad, and lowered his head to pick up the dirty French fries: "Have you really made up your mind?"

"Oh, don't play tricks, little girl!" Mr. Megan gritted his teeth sullenly, and his attitude softened in an instant: "Don't cry! Don't cry!"

"Mr. Meghan, your request is really too much." The little waiter was shaking with the French fries in his hand, seeing tears were about to fall again: "You want to tell me these things I don't want to hear again, Asking me to accept these very, very excessive demands—I’m not allowed to cry at the end, don’t you have the heart? You didn’t even ask me for my name or my serial number.”

"I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I am obedient." Meghan carefully picked out half of the French fries from the palm of the waiter, and stuffed them into her mouth.

The little waiter still pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to Megan, hoping to get a response: "Although the road ahead is scary and dark, please go back to the station and light up a new astral node."

"No no no no. No." Megan shook her head in horror: "No"

"Do you want to hunt?" the little waiter asked eagerly, crying out the sound of the air defense siren, and couldn't speak clearly: "Who are you going to attack? Which newcomer? Are you going to kill him? Or just kill him?" Just get the log?"

"I used to be me." Megan was silent for a while, and finally said: "Just get the log."

Hearing that the employer did not intend to kill, the little waiter gradually calmed down: "That is to say——you just want to change your mood? Change a job?"

"No! I want to hunt! This is hunting! Not work!" Megan's eyes were firm and persistent, as if no one could persuade him, as stubborn as a cow, "I can't let this guy become my demon! I must Get this done!"

"Okay!" The little waiter didn't care, and grabbed Mr. Megan's hand, as if making an oath: "I will help you to complete this hunt."

"Really?" Megan's eyes became gentle, as if he had returned to his twenty-five or six-year-old.

"En!" Although he was still a little immature, the little waiter was determined: "In order to make my employer better, I will help you complete this ceremony, even if the boss wants to put me in confinement, I'm not afraid!"

At this moment, Mr. Megan felt very nervous. He seemed to hear that the symphonic poems of life came out again. There is also Sancho Panza as a small follower. Maybe that's good too?

The little waiter was sweating from nervousness. Jason Megan was her first employer and her first step on the path of crime, but she couldn't convince herself to just stand by like this. Mr. Gen slipped into the abyss, or found Mr. Megan’s body at the crime scene, and got the news in the newspaper—I am afraid that she will never be able to be a waiter again. This experience will become a demon in her life.

Fighting spirit was ignited in their eyes——

——Then the fighting spirit was extinguished.

The young lady at the nurse's station is holding the registration card.

The voice is sweet and the expression is cold.

"You two just came from Hengyin Nanyuan Airport? I'm sorry, foreign guests have to be quarantined for 14 days. Thank you for your cooperation. Going by yourself and calling security are two kinds of hotels."