Afterlife Blows Up Gensokyo

After pouring himself a glass of orange juice, Shibai incidentally ordered a glass of Coke for Yakumo Zi.

"Although the price of the train ticket is outrageously expensive, it is the safest means of transportation in the heavens, the void, and the world. Even if you are trapped in a death zone like an absolutely forbidden place, this train can arrive safely. As long as you If you can get on the train, it is absolutely safe, and there is no known existence that can destroy this train."

"... Strange thing?"

Hearing Shibai's narration, Yakumo Zi was obviously interested.

"What do strange objects mean?"

"No one knows the origin, no one knows the creator, no one can control, no one can destroy..."

Shi Bai took a sip of the orange juice in his hand.

"There are a total of ten [odd things] in the heavens, void and worlds, and the [cross-border train] is one of them. This train has been driving tirelessly in the heavens and worlds a long time ago. No one No one knows who the creator of this train is, and no one knows how to control it. No one knows where this train starts, and no one knows where it ends... But it is undeniable that this is A great means of transportation."

"You said that there is no controller of this train?"

Seeing the scenery outside the carriage door rapidly changing from white to black, Yakumozi looked curious.

"Is this impossible? Then the ticket..."

"Buy the ticket at the locomotive. If you want to go, I can take you to see it later."

Shibai shrugged indifferently.

"There must be a creator of [Crossover Train], because it is obviously a convenient means of transportation created by people. I dare not say anything else, but I am sure that the road before getting on the train is thousands of miles away. Wantiao's slogan is definitely cut from [Wandering Earth], because it's the same... But as for the controller, if [Wonderful Object] can be controlled by other existences, it won't be called [Wonderful Object], at least according to As far as I know, no one has been able to control even one-ninth of a [Wonderful Item] so far."

"Can't you do that too?"

Picking up the Coke on the table and taking a sip, Zi Yakumo was very curious.

"Don't think I'm invincible, do you really think I'm invincible? I don't want to provoke some super troublesome guys in the Void World."

After taking a look at Yakumo Zi, Shibai replied very angrily.

"I want to control a [Wonderful Object], and it's not like I haven't tried it before, but this kind of thing is simply not something I can provoke, okay? It's fine if I don't get controlled by the [Wonderful Object]. to take control of it..."

"Being controlled by [Wonderful Object]?"

After hearing his words, Yakumo Zi was obviously stunned.

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see the most unlucky guy in history. As a model of failure, he is undoubtedly very successful."

Curling his lips, Shibai stood up from the sunshade chair.

“[Wonderful Object-Cross-Boundary Train] has no conductor on it, but there is a conductor at the front of the train who is responsible for selling tickets. He belongs to the unlucky existence controlled by [Wonderful Object]. Freedom, there is absolutely no way to leave the ticket office, not even suicide... Do you know how horrible that is?"

"........."

I don't know what Shibai did, but after he stood up, a huge virtual light screen appeared in front of the two of them.After Shi Bai stretched out his finger and tapped it casually a few times, a door slowly opened in front of them, and a few steps away from the door was a spacious-looking ticket hall.

The ticket hall has a semi-circular structure, and the glass skylight above the head shows a vast expanse of stars. At the counter separated by a thin glass wall, a man in cassock with six ring scars on his bald head The benevolent old monk was sitting cross-legged on a chair and was concentrating on... knocking on wooden fish with a small wooden stick.

"……monk?"

Looking at the majestic Buddhist monk at the counter, Yakumo Zi was slightly stunned.

"Being locked up in this kind of place as a conductor, for tens of thousands of years, he can't even die. What else can he do if he doesn't choose to escape into Buddhism and seek psychological comfort?"

Shi Bai pouted.

"Don't be fooled by this guy's appearance. After choosing to escape into Buddhism, he cultivated the appearance of sentient beings. What you see now is not his true appearance."

"Can't he come out?"

Yakumo Zi looked at him.

"If he could come out, he would have come out a long time ago. This guy is not a good person. Although all power is forbidden in this ticket hall, you'd better be careful not to be deceived by him."

While talking, Shi Bai reached out and knocked on the glass.

"Hey, wake up, I want two tickets."

"Amitabha."

He murmured a Buddha's name in his mouth, and the monk sitting inside slowly opened his eyes with a look of compassion.

"Donor, the price of a ticket is..."

Looking at the black-haired man leaning against the counter in front of him and waving at him playfully, after a brief silence, the monk cursed without hesitation.

"Damn it, this bastard of yours is still alive!? The saying that good people don't live long, and scourges last for a thousand years is indeed true!!"

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Chapter 3 Savior Yakumo Purple

Due to the extreme contrast in the behavior of a certain "ticket seller" before and after, Yakumo Zi on the side was already dumbfounded.

The reincarnated Buddha, who was still kind and kind before, turned into a rascal on the street in a blink of an eye, and even pulled off his cassock angrily, wanting to rush out to meet people... Extremely hot eyes.

"Can't you care a little bit about your own image?"

Some disgusted body took half a step back, Shi Bai frowned.

"Wuxiu, I came back to see you with good intentions, but you scolded me as soon as you came? You have cultivated Buddha for so many years, but you have cultivated all of them on dogs?"

“我呸！！要不是我被困在这里面出不去的话，我早就※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※！！！！”

——What responded to him was a long paragraph of silenced words.

"Fighting and fighting are not allowed on the train, and there is no way to swear. Even if you swear, the train will automatically perform noise reduction and shielding."

Shrugging, Shibai turned his head to Yakumo Zi and said.

"The name of this guy here is Wuxiu. He used to be a flirtatious playboy, and at the same time he was extremely narrow-minded. There was a little grudge between me and him, and I have been thinking about it until now. I thought it was here After so many years of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, it can be better, but the result is still the same now. It really is ※※※※※※.”

"Your uncle!! If it weren't for your relationship, I would have been trapped here for so many years?! Do you know how I have lived for so many years!?"

Almost his entire face was stuck to the glass cover, and a certain "ticket seller" gritted his teeth.

"What does it matter to me? It's just your own greed."

Taking a few steps back, the expression on Shibai's face became even more disgusted.

"Also, can you change your appearance? Do you know that your current appearance looks disgusting? The whole old face is pasted on the glass, which reminds me of ※※※※※※."

"........."

Staring viciously at someone outside the glass window, Wuxiu had no choice but to calm down under the circumstances that there was absolutely nothing he could do about him.

After glancing at Yakumo Zi who was following behind Shibai, he transformed instantly from a kind-hearted old monk to a suave young man in white clothes with a paper fan in his hand.

"I swear, after I find a way to get out, no matter what method I use or how long it takes, I will absolutely kill you!!"

"There are too many people who want to kill me, so go slowly and line up."

Rolling his eyes, Shibai reached out and knocked on the glass.

"Give me two tickets, and this time I'll take the one that's at the front."

"Hmph, it seems that you haven't given up on the idea of ​​finding compartment zero? I'd be very happy for you to come in and be my company."

With a sneer, after searching in the drawer for a while, Wuxiu threw the two new tickets directly towards the glass in front of him. When the tickets touched the glass, they automatically merged and appeared outside the glass.

"For the ticket at the front, only car No. 1972 is available."

"Why are you so far behind?"

Taking the ticket flying towards him with two fingers, Shi Bai seemed a little surprised.

"Not to mention the top ten, have all the tickets for the top one hundred cars been sold out?"

"The times have changed. Do you think it's still the same era? Your news is already outdated, old stuff."

With palms folded in front of his chest, he leaned back on the bench, Wuxiu sneered.

"Now the price of the ticket has been lowered by 1/4 compared to before. No one cares about how many tickets they have."

"Well... I also bought the ticket for the eighth car. This time I bought four tickets for the eighth car."

After thinking for a while, Shibai stuffed the two previous tickets into it.

According to the rules of [Wonderful Object—Cross-Boundary Train], each carriage can buy one master ticket and X number of secondary tickets, but the price of each ticket is the same, and the master ticket has the summoning [Cross-Border Train] The ability to board the corresponding compartment, while the secondary ticket is only allowed to board the compartment. After the primary ticket is used, the secondary ticket will be invalid whether it is used or not.

"Hmph, you have always been a loner, when did you have other people around you?"

Although he really wanted to throw the ticket in his hand in the opponent's face, but under the rules of [Wonderful Object], he could only do so.

After throwing out the four tickets, he spoke in a muffled voice.

"You are an old customer, so I don't need to repeat the rules and the like, but since there are newcomers here, I'd better repeat it with difficulty. The price of the ticket will be automatically deducted from you. If you If you don’t have enough money, you will randomly and temporarily lose something that belongs to you as collateral, and you won’t be able to redeem it until you collect enough money, do you understand?”

"Are debts allowed? This rule is very loose..."

Yakumo Zi nodded thoughtfully.

"Loose? There was one unlucky guy who had his head as collateral. Can you imagine how his head was forced to stay here and his body kicked out?"

Glancing at the ignorant and fearless Yakumo Zi behind him, Shibai curled his lips.

"Leave... the head?"

Yakumo Zi was stunned.

"Yeah, that's why the guy whose strength reached the world-killing level just died so aggrieved. In [Cross-Boundary Train], all power and violence are forbidden. An ordinary person can live without a head." ?"

After answering casually, Shi Bai looked at Wuxiu in front of him.

"I need some information now. Do you know which worlds are about to be destroyed? I can pay for it."

"I'm stuck here and I can't get out at all. Why do I need money?"

Probably looking away, Wuxiu who collapsed on the chair like a salted fish lazily replied.

"That's right, I do have the most complete information from the heavens and myriad worlds, but why should I tell you? Besides, why do you want that kind of low-level information?"

"...I have good things here."

After pondering for a while, Shi Bai quietly stepped forward, deliberately lowering his voice.

"This time is a collection of inhumans, aliens, ※※, ※※※... no matter what type it is, it can definitely meet your various requirements and various unique ※※, what do you think? ?”