I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

After a busy period, the black-clothed boy stopped moving.

　　The dryad lying on the temporary operating table didn't know what had happened, but felt that the roots were quite cool, as if the middle was empty, and it became something like a pipe.

　　 Xia Ji walked to the side of the upper body and said, "Let your people pay attention to the city of Xiaguhu."

　　 The little silver-haired girl paused.

　　 Gu won the city?

An ordinary city in the southernmost part of Shanbei Road can be described as unremarkable. Not only is the business underdeveloped, but there are also few fairies. The only rumor is that there were birds who visited here in ancient times, so it made a difference. The name is named after "dog leftover city" and so on.

　　 Shanbei Road between the South Mountain Road and the North Mountain Road belonged to the generals of the two Dao Dao.

　　The name of General Shannan is Tang Bancheng.

　　 Shanbeida general named Wen Quanzhong.

　　The mountain is separated from the south and the north by the mountain barriers like the vast river from the south to the north...

　　 This mountain stretches infinitely, without knowing its beginning and end.

　　The mountains and forests are reckless. If ordinary people have not walked on the exact mountain path, they will probably be lost forever when they enter it.

　　 And the mountain is so big, like a dragon lying down.

　　 Because there are so many ancient trees in the mountains, towering like clouds, shielding the sun, the mountains often show a sense of darkness.

　　 Therefore, the name of the mountain-Black Dragon Mount Tai.

　　Black is the meaning of dark light in the mountains, and also refers to water. The current dynasty calls itself the dynasty of water and virtue, and black is noble.

　　The dragon is a mountain, and Tai is the wish of the king.

　　My thoughts flashed by...

　　 Tai Shang said: "I passed Guhu City once on my way, but... Can Pangu elaborate on what I need to pay attention to?"

　　 Xia Ji’s elbow drinking tea ceremony: "Train."

　　 "Train?" Tai Shang said, "Now Guhu City does have a north-south railroad track passing by, which can be regarded as a halfway point of call."

　　 There was a memory in Xia Ji's mind.

　　 That was the fifth reincarnation, and it was also his own "Church Exploration Line"...

　　 At that time, as the pastor of the church, he boarded the train in early winter.

　　 In the train, the woman in the vermilion Chinese dress was being nailed to death on the bench.

　　 Her pupils were wide open, with deep pain and fear, but the skull was cut open cruelly, and the brain plasma dripped from around the skull and solidified between the forehead and long hair, showing an ancient and wild **** feeling.

　　 Around the woman, several people dressed up as court ladies fell to the ground in a violent way, all with their skulls cut open.

　　 That was the first time he saw his biological mother, Mrs. Zhen.

　　 But Mrs. Zhen has never seen him.

　　 In the sixth reincarnation, he quickly switched back to the "Witch Exploration Line".

　　 is to "join the devil" as the way to break the game, not to escape from the cicada's shell.

　　 In this time of reincarnation, because of his previous knowledge of Zhuang Yu, he and the ghost in the drunken life and dream of death really formed a friendship.

　　With the help of Zhuang Yu, he determined the time and place of the death of Princess Zhen.

　　The location is the tunnel in the mountains of Heilongtai Mountain...

　　 I have seen Xia Ji in the mountain tunnel, and the train can pass through in only three minutes.

　　 At the same time, the time of death is not the early winter found in the fifth reincarnation, but the early autumn.

　　 In short, Mrs. Zhen died in the early autumn, but... was only found dead in the early winter.

　　 The train that takes only three minutes to pass through the tunnel in the mountain took a full quarter to reach Guhou City.

　　 Although Xia Ji discovered these, the follow-up information was completely stuck.

　　Even if Zhuang Yu helped him, he couldn't find any follow-ups.

　　 The train crash was completely buried, and no one knew what happened.

　　 During the seventh reincarnation, the route he set was to "explore the dragon in the taboo", and then... he died.

　　 This is the first time he has died.

　　 The first six times, he was fairly comfortable. Although facing various dangers, most of them were the dangers of people around him, but he himself was beyond the danger.

　　 But the seventh time, he just died.

　　 died on the way to explore the Black Dragon Mount Tai.

　　 died suddenly, without any signs.

　　 He realized that he was dead even after waking up from the "possibility"...

　　 He didn't know how he died.

　　 This is terrifying.

　　 It was this time that Xia Ji began to truly realize that the mystery of this world was far beyond imagination, and so was the danger.

　　 Whether it is the research about "Lotus" he didn't intend to see in the church.

　　 The death of Concubine Zhen, as well as his own death, reveals a creepy coldness.

　　 It seems that human beings have a defined area of ​​activity. As long as you are in a normal activity area, you will not encounter these things. At most, you know the information of how many people have died and some catastrophe.

　　 At first it was dead, maybe it was shocking.

　　 But over time, one thousand people, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, and even one million people died.

　　 Because, these are too far away from those who are still living in Taiping.

　　 Therefore, they don't really feel the horror firsthand.

Few humans will leave the normal activity area. From learning to work, to getting married and having children, the area of ​​activity in their lifetime is extremely limited. If they are informed of danger or possible danger, it is even more correct. The tiger and the snake, if you shun it, how can you approach it?

　　 The government will set up "bans" in some places, and the popularity of "customs clearance documents" and "customs clearance chapters" makes ordinary people unable to go even if they want to go to certain places.

　　 In a leisurely time,

　　 The Xia Ji in Taishang's eyes is still so calm.

　　 But even so, she already saw that he was thinking hard.

　　 is so strange...

　　 It’s just a kid in his early twenties, right?

　　 Why is it stable to such a degree?

　　 "Pangu, can you tell the old man more things, the old man is also alive... well... well..."

　　 Tai shook his fingers and lost for a while, then said lightly, "Sorry, the old man has forgotten how long he has existed."

　　 "So, for what purpose do you want to focus on a small city thousands of miles away from you?"

　　 Xia Jidao: "How much do you know about dragons?"

"Dragon?"

　　 Tai put down the teacup, "I see... what you really want to explore is the Black Dragon Taishan."

　　 "However, the old man wants to tell you that Black Dragon Taishan is one of the real forbidden places in the world. If you are only on the periphery, there may be no trouble, but if you step into the core zone, no one will know what happened."

　　 "The old body refers to anyone."

　　 Xia Jidao: "Where is the periphery? Where is the core?"

　　 Tai Shang said: "From the perspective of the old man, the core is uncertain...If you are lucky, you may never get to the core. If you are not lucky, you will enter the core even if you have just stepped into the Black Dragon Taishan Mountain."

　　 "Is it so chaotic?"

　　 "Pangu, do you think that in the world of this demon, why didn't the dynasty change have been in the hands of us or the demon?"

　　 Xia Ji quietly tasted tea.

　　 Tai Shang said: "Because...in this world, dragons exist."

　　 It's not that Xia Ji had never thought about it, but if that was the case, he didn't know why the death of Princess Zhen had something to do with Long.

　　 Is it just a simple involvement?

　　 But since the mountain tunnel can appear, it means that the tunnel is not dangerous.

　　 This is enough to deny the possibility of "straying into the core".

　　 So the dragon shot?

　　 But how could Mrs. Zhen be worthy of a long shot?

　　 Xia Ji suddenly said: "Azi, get on file, item 1, black dragon."

　　, who was eating the "Wolong" cookie, immediately took out the lab book from his skirt and began to make notes in the blank space.

　　...

　　...

Da da da...

　　 Several horses went from west to east, entered the boundary of Wudang, and came to the foot of Wudang Mountain.

　　 The Taoist girl in the white gold Taoist robes hurriedly tied the horse and hurried up the mountain, her expression is also very sad.

　　 reached the mountain,

　　 She saw the Garment Tomb.

　　 saw the three words "Qingquanzi" engraved on the tomb.

　　 Daogu felt a cold current of extreme iciness and sorrow hitting her heart, and the strong emotional impact made her feel like a knife.

　　 Taoist priests and Taoist aunts stood far away, watching the head teacher standing sullenly in front of the mound.

　　The platinum robe of Xiaguang flutters lightly...

　　 The palm teaches like a statue that does not move. Between the eyebrows and in the pupils, there are inexplicable complex emotions hidden.

　　 "You go down first." The voice of vicissitudes of life came.

　　 A group of Taoist priests nodded and left.

　　The old way walked to the front and looked at the younger sister who was silent, "If he is still there, I don't want you to be so sad."

　　 Yu Qingzhu hangs his head, and his sideburns fall from the crown, covering his pupils.

　　 She didn't even answer the old-fashioned words.

　　Perhaps, she has been immersed in the extremely complex psychological world.

　　 She spent a few days in Huangliang Mountain and spent her entire life.

　　 In that lifetime,

　　 She is already extremely affectionate, so her heart feels like water.

　　 However, human feelings will not disappear, no matter how cold they are, they are just hidden deep.

　　 There is only one way to truly achieve the goal of stopping water, and that is...supply.

　　 As long as you put all your feelings on someone and watch him live normally, you are satisfied and satisfied, and you are complete.

but now...

　　 That person died.

　　 Yu Qingzhu only felt that his heart was completely messed up.

　　 seems to have been bitten badly, and become mutilated, empty, and a blank brain, as if separated from the world.

　　 The old Dao looked at her quietly, but didn't plan to take out the letter.

　　 A letter may be able to make Yu Qingzhu speculate, and then convince himself...

　　 But a letter can't create a real powerhouse for Wudang, for this troubled time.

　　 The old way sees it clearly.

　　 Yu Qingzhu, although she speaks few words, she is smart, rational, and calm... But what she has experienced has left her not enough motivation to survive and become stronger in this catastrophic troubled world.

　　If she is in the heyday, she will become an excellent teacher.

　　 But now, it's not a prosperous age.

　　 Whether she is reincarnated or not, this is her chance.

　　 "Brother, I want to be alone for a while..."

　　 There was a hoarse and suppressed voice.

　　 The old Dao said gently: "It's okay, you can think about it slowly."

　　 Yu Qingzhu said: "I will figure out soon, I..."

　　 The old Dao said, "Qing Zhuzi, then you are wrong."

　　 Yu Qingzhu puzzled: "Wrong? I...I will try my best to get out of this pain, and then shelter Wudang, I..."

　　 Old Tao Wen said: "Wrong."

　　 Yu Qingzhu was stunned, and his eyes appeared confused, "Then...what should I do? I...what can I do? I..."

　　The voice of the old Taoist is still gentle: "Don't worry about Wudang matters. I have some longevity in the old way. Together with Yu Hezi, Liu Chen and others, Wudang can be managed very well and sheltered very well."

　　 Yu Qingzhu said anxiously: "But, but I..."

　　 The old Tao raised his hand and interrupted her.

　　 Then faintly said: "Qingzhuo, you must remember that the catastrophe has arrived. The new era has arrived. In this era, one person...is the king."

　　 "One person... is the king?"

　　 Yu Qingzhu stared blankly at the old white-haired Cang Cang crouching back.

　　 The old way said sincerely: "I, the breakthrough failed... I'm sorry to put you on such a heavy burden.

　　 Then, the old way will go first, and three meals a day will be delivered by boys.

　　You are here, think slowly, don’t rush, don’t rush..."

　　 After that, he turned around leisurely.

　　 The tears in Yu Qingzhu’s eyes could no longer bear, and they slipped.

　　 She sat down cross-legged and looked at the Garment Tomb.

　　 The white robe on the mound still wore the young man with long hair, still stuck in the sunlight of memory.

　　 A heavy sigh disappeared in the sudden mountain breeze.

　　 "Brother, can you let the boy bring some wine?"

　　 The voice floated.

　　 The old Dao, who has not yet gone far, paused, did not ask the reason, did not say anything, and responded: "Yes."

　　...

　　...

　　 A few days later.

　　 The old road walks towards the back mountain alone.

　　 The winding mountain road is like a huge snake carcass, lying between the lofty mountains.

　　The old road has passed through the lofty mountains.

　　 came to the cliff where the lifeless sun appeared before.

　　 He looked around for a while and saw a lot of evil spirits hidden in the forest.

　　 Even though those demonic auras are restrained, they are still strong.

　　 The old road retracted his gaze, shook his head at the cliff, and said: "The old road has listed Wudang Houshan as a forbidden place, and no one will come in the future."

　　 There was a long silence...

　　 He said to the air sincerely, "Thank you."

　　 Say it,

　　 He turned around and left along the same path.

　　 On the high cliff, the black-clothed man like a hill paid a salute to the back figure that had become invisible, and watched away.

　　 He clapped his hands.

　　The black-armored dryads moved downstream, like giant octopuses in the deep sea, and quickly flew into the distance.

　　 The order these tree monsters got was to protect Wudang.

　　 If you can't tell who is the enemy, and see who the Wudang disciples are beating, you will sneak that person to the slaughter.

　　 The tree demons felt that they were behaved, so they all stood silently on their posts.

　　Compared to the active animal monsters, the quiet tree monsters are more suitable for silently paying for a certain post for a hundred or eighty years or something, so that they can shelter Wudang. There is no problem at all.

　　...

　　...

　　 After a while.

　　 The waterfall flows horizontally and falls from a high altitude.

　　 smashed into the abruptly rising "mountain" in mid-air.

watch carefully,

　　 That is not a mountain,

　　 is a giant like a mountain.

　　 The giant nearly ten meters tall sits under the waterfall. In the dark, he is leaning forward while being bombarded by the waterfall to train his body.

　　 He is holding a huge scalpel in both hands, his expression is focused, and he is operating on the same huge black-armored dryads.

　　 The fusion of the spear, the puppet, and the lotus gun is very difficult.

　　 Leprechaunization is okay, it mainly relies on its own alien fire, and the ***-style "black armor plastic seal" that enters the mustard world.

　　Puppetization requires thorough control of the "principles of biological operations" and the possession of the "core of life".

　　 There are a lot of immortals before these "cores of life", but Xia Ji has not yet analyzed what this core is, so it cannot be mass-produced, and it is a resource that will be lost when it is exhausted.

The lotus pattern gun requires a lot of metal and molds.

　　 However, Dashan is a land rich in metal ores, and the animals all over the mountains are Xia Ji’s eyes, and these mines are not difficult to find.

　　 A large number of Black Armored Dryads went deep underground and moved back to metal mines one after another.

　　 Now this large group of metal mines are piled beside the waterfall.

Snapped.

Snapped...

　　 Xia Ji put down the scalpel, carefully screened the metal ore, and then made a distinction.

After 　　 distinguished, he grabbed the metal mine with his right hand.

　　 In the violent burning of the pale flame, the impurities of the metal ore were quickly expelled.

　　 After many careful operations, the molten metal has formed a dark red mold.

　　 Xia Ji carefully put the mold into the pond.

　　　　　　㓧 white mist rose up, a shell closed mold has been formed.

　　 And this is an inferior and crude product he made based on what the church saw.

　　 High melting point metal is used as a mold, and low melting point metal is used as a manufacturing material for cannonballs.

　　 The rest is the specific operation.

　　 The high temperature and precise control of "Luohuo Swallowing Sun" can greatly increase the success rate of this operation.

　　哐当~~~

　　哐当~~~~

　　 After a few trials, the correct mold was placed on the grass, and then one by one shells were made.

　　 Despite this, the things he made are still quite crude.

　　 He tried to carve double lotus petals on the cannonball, but found that only his own was effective.

　　 The lotus petals I saw in the church before had no effect.

　　 The giant overlooked the wetland beside the waterfall, his expression calmly thinking.

　　 "Obviously it was successful at that time, but now it can't be used... It seems that you must be a church pastor to have the qualifications and ability to use this lotus petal...

　　 This is really a monopoly.

　　 However, my own lotus petals can still be used, but I can only make bullets. "

　　 Xia Ji easily threw the closed mold of the cannonball into the mustard world, and then began to make the bullet mold again.

　　 A black lotus is a bullet.

　　 The two-petal black lotus is a cannonball...

　　 What about twelve petals?

　　 The top plan in the church-"Lian", does it need to use 36-petal lotus?

　　 Black lotus twelve, green lotus twelve, and white lotus twelve.

　　 But obviously, the church does not have so much control.

　　If every lotus is an "orphan", that is, it can only be used after being authorized.

　　 Then even if I know the lotus petal pattern of the church, I can only use it when I become a pastor.

　　 Then I own a black lotus, the "Lian" plan will never succeed.

　　 This black lotus was obtained by practicing the first chapter of the "Black Lotus Sutra"...

　　 That is, the first black lotus, right?

　　......

　　The bullet mold has been mass-produced, and all the metal poured into the mold will become bullets after cooling.

　　 Then, it's time to make the source of power for launching bullets-"Small Visual Imagination Array".

　　 Xia Ji sits on the edge of the rock, and draws a small visual array of the lotus pattern gun technology necessary on the sandy ground with a pen.

　　 At the same time, his body is also running the [Blaze Demon Burning Domain Sutra], absorbing the great sun essence falling from the sky, thus breaking through the four realms of high-grade.

　　 Brush Brush...

The 　　 pen outlines one pattern after another on the paper.

　　 But Xia Ji was not satisfied.

　　 He gripped the paper ball tightly, burned one paper ball after another, and then continued to draw with his head down.

　　 It's just that the small visualization array seems to be just a picture, but it is mysterious and mysterious.

　　 Su Tai went up to his side, and when he saw that Xia Ji was about to pinch a new picture, he shouted.

　　 Xia Ji turned her head to look at her.

　　 Su Taishang leaned against the natural stone table, but he was still half a head shorter than the sitting Xia Ji.

　　 "Maybe I can paint."

　　 "Do I need to use visualization?"

　　 "It's not necessary... It's just that..."

"This is a lotus pattern. It is a primitive pattern carved on a lotus pattern gun. With this lotus pattern, coupled with bullets and shells, it is a gun. As for the barrel and barrel, it is just a deception, but also for convenience. Aim at the direction of existence."

　　 "So..." Mrs. Su looked at the pattern, "Let the old man try it."

　　 "Okay." Xia Ji handed her the picture.

　　Tao Su looked at the pattern, as if he had entered a certain state, and entered the state for a long time.

　　After hundreds of strokes,

　　 She has finished painting.

　　 raises his hand and rolls it back.

　　 Xia Ji took it, holding his chin to read the works.

Perfect.

　　 He attached the lotus pattern to a piece of high melting point metal, manipulated the flame, and swam along the pattern. When it was confirmed that they were completely consistent, he used the flame to directly melt the corresponding pattern on the metal.

　　 and this metal turned into a lotus emblem.

Although the 　　 chapter has no ink.

　　 But he can control the white flame to float precisely on the lotus emblem, and then whenever it falls on the roots of the Dryad, the flame will leave unhealed lotus patterns on the roots.

　　 With the hollow roots, the dryads suddenly became able to fire bullets through the roots.

　　 The rest is mass production.

　　 Although it was not so smooth, it was finally completed.

　　...

　　...

　　 "I still want to eat, I want to eat~~"

　　 "Bullets, I want to eat a lot of bullets."

　　 "Ms. Fengcu said, as long as you eat more, you can shoot more."

　　 The tree monsters opened their mouths and ate the lotus-patterned bullets they had made.

　　 Xia Ji has made super large bullet molds in his spare time.

　　 After cooling, a large number of bullets piled up like a mountain.

　　 And every tree monster covered with a visual lotus pattern is lying in front of the mountain and eating bullets desperately.

　　 They can hide the bullets in the tree, and when they need to be used, they can be transported directly to the roots with lotus patterns, and then they can shoot.

　　 The dryads who have not been stamped with the lotus emblem are very envious.

　　 Eat bullets...

　　 This is the dream of a tree demon.

　　 I really want to~~

　　 And those tree monsters who were selected are under the leadership of Azi, full of vitality and began to test their guns.

　　 The marksmanship of the dryads is really hard to describe in one word.

　　 "Dole Dole Dole Dole~~"

　　 "Dole Dole Dole~~"

　　 "Dole Dole~~"

　　 Fierce gunfire resounded through the mustard world.

　　 The bullets flew all over the sky without a target, drawing a strange trajectory.

　　Azi is satisfied with the enthusiasm of the tree monsters.

　　 But "Wolong" Su Taishang-senior thought it was weird.

　　 "Pangu, let the dryad make indole sound with his mouth, is it really good?"

　　 Her whisper was heard by Azi.

As soon as Azi’s feet turned around, he ran to the predecessor’s side, and said, “The sound of the gun is the horn of charge and the drum of blood and blood. In such a situation, why do you feel insulted? Indole's voice is not good?"

　　 thought about it too much, carefully grasped the key points and asked: "What is to throw the head and sprinkle blood?"

　　 Azi leaned on her hips and said plausibly: "Enemy, doesn't the enemy have a head? Doesn't it bleed after death?"

　　 Suddenly too.

　　 Dare to love this is to let the enemy throw his head and shed blood.

　　Think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong.

　　 Is this... the wisdom that belongs to Feng Chi?

　　 Seeing that she was speechless, Azi continued to teach the dryads how to shoot.

　　 When the two girls had a little quarrel, Xia Ji was sitting and drinking tea, with the ancient fairy’s "Puppet Technique" lying horizontally on his knees.

　　 The knowledge in "Puppet Technique" is really extensive and profound,

　　Although he has studied a lot, he is only a beginner.

　　 At this time, he is focusing on learning a method called "sample extraction, material analysis".

　　 To learn this, you must first memorize what can be described as endless material names, characteristics, properties, etc...

　　He is not tired of this, and while drinking steaming tea, he imprints this knowledge into his mind.

After a long time, he raised his head from the complicated knowledge and looked at Su Taishang and said, "I will have a breakthrough in a few days. Once I break through, I will leave Wudang immediately, and then wait for the train to go to Guhuo City and come together. NS?"

　　 Su Tai was taken aback, nodded heavily, and then curiously asked: "Why take the train?"

　　 Xia Jidao: "I want to see this road with my own eyes."

"Understood."

Yes.

　　 The army is ready and armed, and Wudang Mountain also has the shelter of the tree demon.

　　 And Pangu is ready to go to the destination to conduct his project 1 research.

　　The goal is... the black dragon.

　　 Tai Shang said: "So, Pangu, can the old man do something on his own terms?"

　　 Xia Jidao: "Do you mean the nine people controlled by Starlight Puppet Art?"

　　 Tai nodded.

　　 Xia Jidao: "Using visualization techniques at the minimum amount may require your strength at the most critical moment."

Mrs. 　　 smiled delightedly and nodded.

　　...

　　...

　　 In front of the Wudang Yiguan Tomb, a figure is already very haggard, and no one knows what she has experienced in the past few days.

　　 The name "Qingquanzi" still remains on the burial mound.

　　 Maybe many people can’t understand why this woman has to do so.

Is 　　 too infatuated?

　　 or something else.

　　 But the old way understands.

　　 If a beam of light in my heart is completely extinguished.

　　 If the sustenance of all feelings suddenly disappeared.

　　 Then, how can it be possible to live unscathed?

　　 The old way looked at the lonely figure and whispered softly: "Qing Zhuo, it's almost half a month..."

　　 Taoist aunt didn't reply, she was silent for a long time, and finally she spoke. Because she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was hoarse, "Brother, I want to go out for a walk."

"where to?"

　　 "Imperial Capital, I...I want to tell Princess Zhen about Qingquanzi in person."

　　 Old Dao glanced at her and sighed softly.

　　 Toffee Zhen is not as simple as it seems on the surface, she already knows this thing in all likelihood, why do you need to talk about it?

　　 However, the old way didn’t say this, he just said warmly: "Go by train, the train is safe."

"Um."

　　 answered softly,

　　 Yu Qingzhu did not look back. She stood in the wind in front of the tombstone, her eyes engraved with sadness.

　　 Old Road turned and left.

　　 The wind is blowing in the mountains.

　　 The wind blew some long green leaves.

　　 Yu Qingzhu raised his hand and took a piece, slowly moved to his lips, closed his eyes and blew the song.

　　 This was taught to her by the man named father.

　　On Wudang Mountain, only she and Qingquanzi can blow.

　　 The melodious tune blew out two or three intermittently...but it stopped abruptly.

　　 When I looked again, the standing lady in white robe was already crying.

　　 The old way still hasn't looked back.

　　 He leaned back and walked to the front stone steps step by step.

　　 cry, cry...

　　Who did not come here?

　　...

　　...

　　 A few days later.

　　 The north of Fengming Mountain City.

　　 The station is very crowded.

　　 Because of the demon disaster, many people choose to take the train to leave Shannan Road.

　　 The train will go north through Shanbei Road, then turn east, and the terminal will be Blue Ocean City.

　　 The Taoist woman in an ordinary white robe looked haggard and worried. She carried a bag and a sword case containing both male and female swords on her back. She got on the train and sat on the 20th seat in the fifth carriage according to the seat number.

　　The seat is by the window~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is a small table in front of it, and one person will sit on the opposite side of the table.

　　 Daogu turned her head to look out the window, crowded with people coming and going.

　　 Although it is a chaotic world of monsters, for ordinary people, as long as they don't step into the monster area, as long as they don't go out to the wilderness alone, it is still safe.

　　Especially the train tracks that the royal family and the church jointly funded and built, there is a kind of inexplicable safety.

　　 The catastrophe has erupted for so long, and there has never been a case of a train being attacked.

　　 Daogu took out a bottle of wine in her arms and took a sip.

　　 This will be a long and boring journey.

soon...

　　 She also took the passenger in the seat opposite.

　　 Daogu glanced at it casually.

　　 That was a burly, short hair, glasses, plain-looking but gentle black man.

　　 Daogu retracted her eyes and continued to drink.

　　 And the horn on the train rang.

　　 "Dear passengers, the train you are on is about to leave. Please sit on your seat and do not walk around randomly. I wish you a pleasant journey."

　　 after three times...

　　 There was a long whistle.

　　 The train moved and headed north.