Shock!Junior sister is greedy for my golden finger

Inside the moonlit carriage, Tang Wan was standing by the window, with an old woman wearing a red scarf sitting in front of her, and at this moment, everyone else moved closer to Tang Wan, their voices were low and trembling , This scene reminded Tang Wan of a movie, Resident Evil.

Thinking of the heroine's heroic demeanor every time she kills zombies, it seems to dispel the fear in her heart.

Tang Wan didn't say a word, and instantly summoned the demon thorn glowing with golden light. He stood majesticly on the spot, his eyes wide open, as if a god descended, and examined everyone.

The old woman was frightened by Tang Wan's golden light and fled from her seat in an instant. Tang Wan tore her suitcase from the luggage rack, and then walked towards the door of the carriage with the demon thorn in her hand.

Tang Wan felt that although this was a psychic train, it was still a train after all, so there should be a conductor.

He wants to go out and look for it, and ask the conductor to explain to him what is in this carriage.

He opened the way with golden light like this, and everyone stepped aside when they saw the golden light in Tang Wan's hand, with infinite fear on their faces, like a vampire seeing a cross.

Tang Wan came to the door of the carriage, the door opened automatically, Tang Wan immediately left here quickly, at this moment he didn't want to stay here any longer.

Just as he left the carriage, he saw a male conductor in uniform walking out from the carriage in front.

He looked at the golden demon thorn in Tang Wan's hand, and couldn't help frowning tightly.

He quickly came to Tang Wan's body, looked around Tang Wan, and looked at the carriage behind Tang Wan.

"Sir, did you, did you come out of that carriage?"

Tang Wan sniffled, with anger in her eyes, "Otherwise? Where do you think I come from?"

Because of Tang Wan's golden demon thorn, the conductor didn't care about his tone, but still said respectfully: "I'm sorry, sir, because that train car is, it's a rogue car, and people like you usually don't appear there of."

"Ronin?" Tang Wan asked suspiciously, "What ronin?"

"Um, sir," said the conductor with embarrassment, "Look at this place, it doesn't seem like a place to talk and chat. Please follow me to the VIP cabin. We'll calm you down, okay?"

Tang Wan looked at the demon thorn in her hand, and thought to herself, "This golden awakening is very useful."

Along the way, Tang Wan followed the conductor through several carriages. Due to the dim light in the carriage just now, Tang Wan did not see the environment inside the carriage clearly. At this time, he followed the conductor to other carriages, only to find that the psychic train and the regular train The EMU is still a world of difference.

The light here is a very soft yellow light, and the air in the carriage is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers. This fragrance is neither strong nor weak, and it surrounds the whole body, as if immersed in a sea of ​​flowers.

There are not many people in the carriage, because the seats here are all sofas, and there is a coffee table in front of the sofa.

And Tang Wan saw some people lying on the sofa, and then turned over hard, and the whole person fell into the sofa.

According to the conductor's introduction, there is an independent space under the sofa, which is the passenger's bedroom. After flipping down, they lie on the bed directly, where the light is dim and lullabies will be played.

There is no carpet on the ground of the train, but a luxurious solid wood floor, and the soles of the shoes make a slight rattling sound when stepped on, which seems a bit inconsistent in the quiet carriage.

After a while, Tang Wan followed the conductor to the VIP cabin. Looking at the gorgeous decoration inside, Tang Wan couldn't help sighing, "Is this what a train should have?"

Tang Wan originally thought that when the small door was pushed open, there would be an independent space of ten square meters inside. The so-called VIP just provided an environment for living alone.

But Tang Wan didn't expect that the moment he opened the door, what he saw was a loft apartment.

Yes, the one that is well-decorated and has a staircase leading directly to the bedroom.

The conductor took Tang Wan in and indicated that Tang Wan could store the luggage in the cabinet temporarily, and explained to him: "Sir, the reason why I didn't help you with your luggage is because the train has regulations that the staff are not allowed to touch the personal information of passengers." Items, because you know, psychic items, everything."

Tang Wan nodded in understanding, and the conductor brother continued: "It seems that this is your first time riding a psychic train, sir. Come on, please sit down, would you like something to drink?"

"Do you have a cappuccino?"

Ever since Tang Wan drank it last time, she felt that this coffee was quite in line with her own taste.

"Okay, sir, please rest on the sofa for a while, I will prepare a drink for you, and we will drink and talk later."

Sitting on the soft sofa, Tang Wan felt the VIP treatment. He admired the decoration inside the room and admired the magic of the psychic train.

After a while, the younger brother came back here with a cup of coffee, put it on the coffee table, and sat opposite Tang Wan.

"Sir, first of all, on behalf of all the members of the psychic train, I would like to apologize to you. We did not expect such a situation. I have just informed our conductor, and he will report to the psychic railway bureau. event is processed."

Tang Wan nodded, and asked suspiciously: "I don't care about what to deal with, I just want to know, what do you mean by the rogue you just said?"

The little brother smiled, "Ronin is what our railway staff refers to those passengers who often take cheap trains. Since they don't have a good economic foundation, but are forced to make a living, they have to travel frequently on the road, so we call them Ronin."

"Most of these people are idlers. When they can't get along in one place, they move to another place, just like maggots in the circle of psychics."

Listening to the younger brother's description, Tang Wan frowned, "Are they poor people?"

"Not exactly," the little brother said softly: "Poor is definitely poor, but they are not poor in the conventional sense. They do not have a tragic fate, nor are they treated unfairly by society. Most of them are gamblers and liars. , and middlemen in the black market.”

Tang Wan nodded, "Understood, then why doesn't the psychic government manage these people?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across the little brother's face, then he shook his head with a chuckle, "There is no evidence, and I don't admit it myself, so why should I arrest him?"

Tang Wan chuckled, "Yes, no one would label themselves as a gambler, haha."

The little brother nodded, and then said apologetically again: "Sir, I'm really sorry about what happened today, the train will arrive at its destination in six hours, please take a rest here."

"Okay, then go get busy."

After seeing off the little brother, Tang Wan slowly came to the second floor, her body fell back freely, and she lay on the bed all at once.

"Wow, so cool!"

The whole day, Tang Wan didn't get a good rest. At this time, he was lying on the bed, feeling the comfort from all over his body, and couldn't help but admire: "This kind of train, even if you ride for a few days, you won't be tired."

Three hours passed quickly, and the sky was already pale. After washing in the room, Tang Wan listened to the reminder to get off the car on the radio, then got dressed, packed her luggage, and looked outside The expectations of the world slowly opened the door and walked out.

At this time, the carriage seemed a bit crowded, because this train was a direct train, and everyone got off at the terminal station.

Tang Wan followed the crowd to the outside of the carriage, and a huge sign suddenly appeared in front of Tang Wan.

"Welcome to the Necromancer Conference."

Tang Wan walked in the underground passage with the flow of people, and there were advertisements with white background lights on the walls on both sides, but these were no longer some advertisements for real estate and cosmetics, but some advertisements that Tang Wan had never seen before. Something not seen.

"One needle spirit, the best choice to treat the spirit demon's cold, you deserve it."

"What should I do if the ghost is scratched? Come to the psychic doctor Zhao. The medicine will cure the disease and completely cure the ghost skin ringworm."

"Want a golden awakening? Do you want to become a master? Come to the psychic training class for children. Pure-blood psychics know it all."

Tang Wan couldn't help showing a smile after seeing each of the weird advertisements. After a while, he walked out of the station following the flow of people.

"Oh my god!"

Tang Wan felt that along the way, her exclaims were no longer enough. Who would have thought that the exit of this psychic station would turn out to be a forest after coming out of the underground.

That's right, it's the forest.

Different from the icy and snowy land in Mujiang City, here is full of spring, and even the air is filled with the breath of spring.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, sprinkled a mottled.

There is still crystal dew hanging on the flowers, and butterflies dance around the flowers.

Under a tree trunk not far away, a little snow-white rabbit was hiding at the back door, showing a pair of long ears, staring at everyone curiously.

Tang Wan listened to the melodious birdsong, looked at this fairy-tale-like world, and sighed softly, "How many things still surprise me in this psychic conference."

Walking out of the station, Tang Wan found that the crowd had automatically divided into two parts. One part was people like Tang Wan, who looked at everything fresh and curious, and there were shimmering red berries in the short bushes, which Tang Wan would pick. Put it down and put it in your mouth, and feel the pleasure of bursting pulp in your mouth.

Seeing the strangely shaped leaves, I couldn't help touching them, as if I was having a mysterious communication with the leaves.

As for the other part of the psychics, they have obviously been here many times, and everyone has a look of expectation on their faces, but they don't care about the scenery here. Instead, they carry their luggage and walk quickly in one direction. go.