Abyss Express

Jiang Xueming got off at the second platform.

It feels good to get the shoes off the iron steps and get back on solid ground.

There are endless streams of people between the three platforms, all kinds of complex inspirations and complex flavors. It became clearer in his perception now.

A trip to Mimir Hot Springs, where he emerges from his shell and becomes a nymph, about to pupate.

A month ago, Xue Ming could still feel a vague barrier hindering the perception of inspiration. Today, it is like a metaphor of six transformations in the shape of an insect. His spiritual body can transform into thin silk fibers and cilia to feel information and complete complex actions.

He pondered carefully——

——Is this the world in Xiaoqi's eyes?

The faces of the people who hurried past between the platforms were full of joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and their destinations were also different. Their bags were heavy or light, and their bodies were in various states.

The mass of silk threads extending from the arms, like a curious baby, expands and contracts repeatedly towards these passengers.

Like the cilia of many marine organisms, they can also detect other organisms and feel the warmth of ocean currents.

This feeling is very mysterious——

——Xue Ming closed his eyes, and could feel the position of the meteor through this ball of silk thread.

Ah Xing was only ten meters away from him, chatting nonsense with the administrator at the canteen of the station. It was very warm, with a strong sense of inspiration.

It was as if Jiang Xueming got a new toy. The spirit body in the physical body couldn't settle down for a moment and wanted to continue to extend outward.

In the chaotic environment of the Mimier hot spring market, when entering the transformation process of pupation, he has never observed the changes of the body and spirit so quietly and naturally.

Sleep, eat and drink on the train, rest your body and mind. When I returned to the crowded place and the platform of the Nine Realms Station, this silk thread spirit became active all of a sudden.

His mind moved——

——The clump of silk thread on the arm immediately becomes a thread thick and thin as a thumb.

They jump between the skins, like fish diving into the flesh and then jumping out of the sea, faintly and happily swimming to the fingertips.

The pure white silk thread drilled out of the index finger, extending all the way forward, following his gaze, heading for the distance.

When the silk thread was stretched out for 20 centimeters, it immediately began to change, from the thickness of the thumb to the shape of a noodle, and it was not as tough as it was at the beginning. Under the deliberate avoidance of the passengers on both sides, it was still affected by the inspiration pressure of others, and became crooked. It's like meeting an undercurrent in the ocean.

Passengers with strong spiritual pressure covered their mouths and snickered. Seeing Xue Ming, a stunned young man stretching his spiritual body unscrupulously on the platform, he felt dumbfounded.

There is also a young lady with a strong playfulness, who sneezes fiercely at this silk thread.

The originally slender line was immediately elongated by the strong impact, heading towards the big stone pillars on the platform.

It hit the pillar, but it didn't shatter to pieces, nor did it have any wounds. It turned limply and continued to move towards the direction of the meteor.

Jiang Xueming entered a state of ecstasy, and he could feel a lot of information similar to the five senses from this line.

The direction of air flow, the distance from other living organisms.

Hot or cold emotions, wet or dry roads.

The vibration of the train's mahogany stereo, and the smell of oily smoke from the teppanyaki sausage at the canteen.

Although it is very weak, this silk thread is not sensitive enough. As a spiritual body sensor, it is still relatively young and needs time to grow.

But the information is actually sent back to the head, like a new limb extended.

Jiang Xueming thought——

——Is this the world that Jason Megan feels all the time?

The color of everything becomes more exaggerated.

What was cold before is now covered with frost.

What was originally hot is now about to burn.

No--

——I'm afraid Jason's ability in this area is hundreds of times stronger than mine.

This old man has never observed the world with the thread of a spirit body, but he can discover other life forms from such a distance.

Until the silk thread of the spirit body was about to touch Ah Xing, it was disturbed by Ah Xing's wave, and disappeared without a trace in the hot air of the electric stove of the teppanyaki.

Sixteen meters, this is the limit of the visible range of Jiang Xueming's spiritual body.

From a twisted rope the thickness of a thumb, it becomes a thin thread no bigger than a hair.

Try another game?

——Xue Ming thought so, and immediately gathered new toys from his fingertips.

The milky white brilliant silk threads are constantly deformed and compressed to make various utensils.

Turn into knives and forks, into gloves, into chopsticks.

Become a bullet, become a pipe, become a mask.

No matter how it changes, it always looks lazy and soft.

Xue Ming stretched out his hand to touch it, and there was a very wonderful sense of touch.

Like the left hand touching the right—

——The signal from the brain is like a part of a new limb being tightly held by the palm.

The silk threads of the spiritual body do not have any temperature and feel cold to the touch.

It has no material substance, just like air—it is gathered into a soft wheal by means of magnetic confinement, from which you can see very regular electric current flickering. It is connected with the physical body, emitting a steady light source that gradually dims and gradually brightens like a breathing lamp .

If it is made into a bullet, I am afraid that when the chamber of the gun is locked, the connection with it will be disconnected.

At this stage, it is extremely difficult to give it powerful kinetic energy, or let it hurt the enemy, and swing the boxing like a drunkard.

This is the difference between pupae and nymphs.

If you release the spiritual body thread, you will not have the protection of the physical body, you can get some information, you can do magic miracles like fetching things from the air, and you will be more vulnerable to inspiration damage.

Withdrawing the spiritual thread, there is no obvious difference from a nymph.

Jiang Xueming tried to use this ball of silk thread to pass through the spirit garment——

——In the end it failed, the spirit clothes blocked these silk threads from the material.

He thought to himself, both Victor and Wen Bucai disliked the uniforms at the station, and every time they called out the spirit body, the spirit clothes would explode.

If Hunwei evolved and transformed from this kind of spiritual body, it slowly builds a cocoon from silk threads, and finally emerges into a butterfly. It's no wonder that when the soul power is shattered, the physical body will follow into the door of death.

The broken and scattered soul power represents a person's will and belief, and even the spiritual energy has become a chaotic signal.

The brain seems to be invaded by neurotoxins, and wrong instructions will implicate the body and make wrong behaviors. In the end, the ternary quality is only one step away from the gate of hell.

Jiang Xueming is looking forward to the trip to the big library more and more.

If there are predecessors who can classify these things and find out the laws among them, just explaining the concept of "dead door" is already a very powerful scholar and a great knowledge. Be sure to see their works in the big library.

"Brother Ming! Did you pat me on the shoulder just now? What are you doing?" Bu Liuxing came back holding two big hot dogs, and stuffed one of them into Xueming's mouth.

"No, I just tried a new limb." After Jiang Xueming finished speaking, he used the silk thread of the spirit body as a finger, twisted the hot dog wooden stick and pulled it out of his mouth.

Meteor's eyes lit up immediately: "Oh! Oh! Why did you grow new fingers!"

"It's not a particularly powerful thing." Jiang Xueming recalled Teacher Victor's technique - at that time, when Teacher Victor changed the tape of the Walkman with one hand, there was no spirit body appearing, it was the real soul Handy.

"Oops! I can't hold back! If Brother Ming becomes more and more powerful! Go to a farther place." Bu Liuxing pursed his mouth, with a stern posture: "If I am left behind, I can't be with you." It's going to be too bad if you're having fun together! I'm gonna grow new fingers, too! No! I'm gonna grow an arm!"

Can this thing still be long?

Jiang Xueming didn't understand very well.

But Ah Xing's energy seems to be saying - as long as he works hard, he can grow a spirit body by relying on his aura.

The kid held back for a long time, and then asked Jiang Xueming to talk about some daily anger tips.

He wants to use a few angry little tricks to unlock the big lock of Fushouwannian. Maybe the amulet is unlocked and he can get a new little toy.

Right now, right now.

The lobby manager came behind Xue Ming with their weapon boxes in their arms.

"Boss entrusted me to pick you up personally, two passengers."

When he saw Bu Meteor, his face was flushed, as if he had transformed into a Saiyan.

The lobby manager asked with shame: "What happened to him?"

Jiang Xueming: "It's my first time having a baby, so I don't have much experience."

The lobby manager handed out the box: "Ah? He's a man, how can he have a baby?"

Jiang Xueming took the weapon box away: "Yeah, I didn't figure it out either."

Meteor tried for a long time, gathered all his thoughts, all his strength, all his focus and enthusiasm in his palm, stared at his palm until it became hot, but he couldn't summon the soul out of his body.

In the end, he had to give up and keep up with Brother Ming.

The three of them went all the way to the Council of Five Kings——

—— Bu Liuxing wasn't discouraged, he just asked the manager.

"Hey, hey! Brother! It's not the first time we've met, can you teach me some tricks? How can I make my soul look like Brother Ming? Pull out a noodle?"

"Uh, I don't know either."

"How did you complete the third transformation?"

"It was a life-and-death crisis. I rang the summons bell. The waiter came to my rescue. I was safe, but she was seriously injured. I was going to take her back to the station, telling her stories, holding her, To keep her awake - and then the astral body begins to metamorphose, which is amazing."

"Yeah? You still have to rely on your good sister for help?"

The lobby manager didn't show any good face after hearing Bu Liuxing's wicked words, "Now she is my wife."

Meteor immediately stopped: "I'm sorry, I. Then I will figure it out myself."

Speaking of this, the lobby manager saw Jiang Xueming hooking the handle of the weapon box with his spiritual knuckles, and immediately frowned and thought, his expression also became strange.

"Mr. Jiang Xueming, have you been in a state of releasing your spirit since you started pupating?"

Jiang Xueming didn't take it seriously: "Yes, except when sleeping, it will return to the body, and it will actively run out at other times. Look——"

As he said that, Xue Ming fiddled with the buckle of the weapon box with his left hand, as if he didn't need to take the initiative to do it, and immediately a finger made of silk thread from the spirit body flicked off the lock, and immediately put the lock on again.

He also saw Xue Ming reaching out to grab the Coke cans on the water bar counters on both sides of the corridor, and the spirit thread burst out from his five fingers, wrapped around the Coke can, and when it was delivered to his mouth, even the tabs were torn apart.

"—very convenient, they are very obedient, and more flexible than my fingers."

The expression of the lobby manager became very, very exciting, as if he was looking at a monster, "Are you really suffering from some serious illness? Or is there a tumor in your brain? It's oppressing other nerves? It makes the ability in this area very powerful ?”

Jiang Xueming didn't understand: "Could it be that other people don't have this ability? I remember my waiter once showed me a trick, she used Lingsi to stir a cocktail"

"That's just stirring cocktails!" The lobby manager explained: "Mr. Jiang Xueming, do you think it's very easy to use telekinesis, or spirit body to pick up Coke and grab heavy objects?!"

Jiang Xueming grabbed the weapon box, which weighed at least twenty kilograms. After repeated lifting and lowering, the fingers made of spirit silk did not show any signs of fatigue or looseness, and were very healthy.

He finally remembered—

——9527's spiritual power also seems to have a limit.

When finishing the work of stirring the cocktail, Seventh Brother was almost too tired to speak in that minute, and Xue Ming had to wear the Heart of Steel Ring to build a complete spirit body palm.

Perhaps the strange thing that surprised the lobby manager was the gap between the endurance and strength of the spirit body?

The lobby manager tentatively asked: "Are you not feeling tired? Or your appetite increased? Or your nerve pain?"

Jiang Xueming shook his head: "No, these spiritual body threads have been wandering outside, I don't feel anything wrong, and there are still many people laughing at me."

The lobby manager explained: "Of course! It's like you are walking on the street without clothes - exposing the spirit casually, it also means that you are ready to accept the touch of other spirits, and you are ready to have sex with other people Communication at the spiritual level is very impolite!"

Meteor leaned over and asked curiously: "Is there such a good thing?"

The lobby manager pushed Ah Xing's curious face away.

Then he explained: "Mr. Jiang Xueming, don't you intend to take back the spirit body?"

"It's so natural, it's like my arm. I can't hide my arm in my clothes all the time." Jiang Xueming frowned, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. Wanting to retract the silk thread of the spirit body into the body was a big deal for him. A very awkward and aggrieved habit: "It's just a stream of air, a radio wave, and these taboos?"

The lobby manager explained in a serious manner, and pulled the two passengers into the elevator.

"The process of metamorphosis is very slow and very fast - although it is divided into six stages, whether it is a human body or a worm, it grows smoothly and naturally, just like a child grows up, you just ask the child's age , but it’s hard to feel the same process as a child grows up.”

"Eggs have signs of nymphs, cocoons and butterflies can already be seen when they pupate—these are all connected overnight."

The manager knocked on the elevator button, excited and surprised.

"Therefore, when people pupate, it is also the time when people's spiritual world is the most vulnerable and insecure - different nymphs will choose to complete their transformation in different environments. Switching to the evolution process of the soul, your chrysalis is directly opened With a skylight, the environment has little impact on you, and you are not afraid at all."

"Just kidding! My brother Ming is super brave!" Meteor patted his forehead and learned without a teacher: "That is to say! I have to throw myself into the strange bloody arena! To complete the transformation? My Tamashi[ Soul] Whew! You must think so too!"

The manager froze suddenly.

Jiang Xueming said: "Go ahead, don't make a fuss, he has always been a lively child."

Then Xueming patted Meteor on the shoulder again.

"work hard!"

Meteor: "Yes! I will work hard!"

Jiang Xueming: "Sooner or later, you will become a gas station employee. The flame in your heart burns along with the safety signs."

"May I ask a question." The lobby manager wanted to ask about Xueming's personal affairs, which were related to the spirit body: "Generally speaking, no matter which transformation link, we need a very strong will to instigate the spirit body and summon the power of the soul, Mr. Jiang Xueming ,what's on your mind?"

Jiang Xueming immediately said, "I want to pay back the money."

The manager was stunned for a moment again: "To whom?"

"Nine-five-two-seven, I owe her a lot of money, so I can't delay."

"Is there anything else? Others?"

"On this matter, I am very scared, afraid that the money will not be paid."

"ah?"

"Yes, I am afraid all the time, thinking that I owe her too much. If she encounters difficulties in life because of this loan, she cannot buy suitable weapons, and even eating and drinking will be a problem , to starve and freeze in dangerous tasks, or to be injured because of the money—my conscience is uneasy, like an ax hanging in my heart, ready to be chopped down at any time."

The lobby manager's expression changed, and he suddenly became happy.

The same is true for Meteor - with his arms around the manager's shoulders, as if he suddenly understood Brother Ming's thoughts, so complicated and yet so simple.

As Jiang Xueming babbled, the fingers made by Lingsi became more and more solid. It thought of something very important, so it was unwilling to return to the body.

"She cares about me very much. She is a person who dares to love and hate. I don't know what these eighty-eight thousand and eighty-eight thousand represent to her. , to earn so much money—but my spirits are looking for her all the time, and they don't want to come back."

Jiang Xueming focused on the key points and confirmed them repeatedly.

"I've been thinking, will she think that my prodigal employer will spend a lot of money because of the sudden loan request, will she do more dangerous work and earn more money to lend me, thinking of these things, My spirit body has been searching for her trace."

"Then!" The lobby manager spread his hands and shrugged, and took the weapon box from Jiang Xueming's hand: "I have to tell you something, there are good things and bad things."

Jiang Xueming: "I don't need to see the boss anymore?"

The manager said frankly: "Let's put the BOSS aside first—your waiter is resting in the recuperation ward of the eighth floor medical room. She was injured, which is a good thing."

Jiang Xueming is waiting for bad things: "."

The manager pressed the elevator button on the eighth floor: "Just like you thought, in order to make up for the performance of the first half of the year and to get the year-end bonus, she was injured while running a field mission, felt wronged, and lost a piece of paper. arm, and lost a ring."

As soon as the elevator door opened, Jiang Xueming rushed out.

He ran fast, and finally understood the embarrassment of Jason Megan calling the wrong name.

Meteor followed closely behind. In this sprint race, he couldn't even keep up with Brother Ming's pace.

The narrow corridor is so long—

—— Xue Ming didn't even have time to ask which ward it was.

Go over the stairs and come to the mezzanine of the convalescent ward B-A.

Pushing open the door of 801, I saw two strange waiters changing glucose vials and diapers for the insane employers.

Pushing open the door of 802, Meteor rushed in and snuffed out an old man's cigarette.

Pushing open the door of 803, the young lady who was changing clothes inside threw a pillow outside.

Pushing open the door of 804, I saw a pair of master and servant kissing passionately, both men.

Pushing open the door of 805, I saw Ms. 3301 wearing a hospital gown, looking straight at the mirror, and always felt that her nose was crooked.

The shooting star is about to go—

——Xue Ming immediately found a very familiar signal among the messy inspirations, and pulled Meteor into the door.

Miss Bai Zijin was holding a box of watermelon and was about to hand it to her mouth.

Her arms have grown back, but the mental damage will take time to heal.

She was stunned for a long time, and then saw her employer rushing to her in a hurry - she still had a smirk on her face, because Teacher Sansan just said a very funny joke.

She wasn't ready to say anything yet, her mind was blank, her smile froze on her face, and she felt an inexplicable anxiety in her heart.

Because there is no time for makeup at all! Su Yan died violently!

I didn't have time to wash my hair when I came back from London, my head was full of weird smells!

It's over!

Jiang Xueming didn't have so much drama in his mind.

Sitting beside the hospital bed, he was convinced once again that this familiar and tacit inspiration, like Bai Lu, touched his heart all the time, and it was very natural to hold Xiao Qi's arm.

It only took a second for him to recognize Seventh Brother's newly grown arm, and the nails were soft and fragile like new sprouts.

Jiang Xueming: "Does it still hurt?"

Xiaoqi was defeated in an instant, and for some reason, tears burst out all at once.

Xueming lowered his head to kiss the back of Xiaoqi's hand.

"It hurts, right? I've also dislocated my arm. I cut my finger in the kitchen before. I can bear the pain, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt."

Xiao Qi pursed her lips, how sweetly she laughed just now, and how hard she is crying now, "I'm sorry, I lost your stone. I'm sorry. I should learn more from you. If I'm more cautious and think more Yes. Stay vigilant anytime, anywhere if"

Xueming nodded, and wiped away the tears on Xiaoqi's face with Lingsi: "It's okay, let's find it together, set up the coffee shop, and look for it together—if it doesn't work, please ask Lingweng to build another one." right."

When Xiao Qi heard these words, she cried even harder.

She just felt ashamed of herself as a father—

——The role of the waiter is to guide and help passengers.

But because of her negligence, she even lost the passenger's pyroxene.

She knows it, she knows the polarizing sextant is good.

The employer sent by the station is a more important soul mate than a lover.

They are people who can entrust their whole life, learn from each other, and guide each other.

But she was ashamed of losing something so important.

Jiang Xueming then asked: "Can you tell me in detail? Who bullied you?"

Xiao Qi just kept crying, unable to say a word when she was sobbing, the strong thoughts caused her arm to burst into dull pain again, and the new nerves seemed to be not quite used to the arm that was born by this panacea.

The spiritual silk thread came out of Xiaoqi's palm, and Jiang Xueming immediately grabbed it——

——At this moment, he could feel all sorts of strange thoughts.

That moment—

——He saw part of Bai Zijin's memory.

Including Skydome station under the Tower of London.

The bat freak in the hotel, the cold rainy night.

The nerve pains of losing an arm, the stench of dirty toilets.

There is also extreme fear and extreme desire to survive.

This desire to survive comes from an idea.

A very strong thought.

She hoped that in Jiang Xueming's coffee shop, an effects stage and a small table for playing discs could be built, so that Bai Zijin could find a suitable seat and compare his figure with his love rival in the garage under the bright lights.

When he was on the verge of death, the thoughts in Xiaoqi's mind were very complicated.

Not reconciled, don't want to die, don't want to just die like this.

The gate of death must be shut, and the station must be returned alive.

This thing must be done, only this thing cannot admit defeat!

The employer hasn't grown up yet, and his passenger's life span is only half a year!

How is his sister? I really want to feed Bai Lu two more candies, this little sister smiles very happily when eating candies.

The expressions of the two siblings are very similar, seeing Bai Lu smiling is like seeing Xue Ming smiling.

The sugar is made by myself and cannot be bought on the ground.

What will become of him if I die?

Will it become a hunter? Become a mad butterfly?

How is he? Is Mimir Hot Spring in the distance okay? There are many passionate girls in that place, can he melt the ice?

My heart wasn't mine when he gave me the ring

You must live on, like him, even if you have nothing, you must run away with Bai Lu.

No matter what kind of predicament it is, you have to find a way to find a chance to survive.

Jiang Xueming shuddered all over, as if he had just returned to the human world in the freezing countryside of Winchester.

A huge amount of information rushed into his brain, which made him feel very uncomfortable. The cerebral cortex sent chaotic signals, the capillaries of the nasopharyngeal tube ruptured, and blood came out from the mucous membranes at the corners of the eyes and the nasal cavity.

The strong dizziness made Xue Ming unable to sit still, he just supported Xiao Qi, gently held the back of her head, and kissed her forehead.

"It's okay, I know. I know everything. These monsters seem to be quite powerful. Let's take a look at the big library and find out how to order a solid tombstone for them? Let's get the ring back together. , right in the coffee shop, behind your effects stage, hang a stuffed vampire."

Through inspiration and inspiration, they had an extraordinary spiritual friendship.

Xiao Qi raised her head, her face was covered with nosebleeds, and she stopped crying.

Jiang Xueming took out a tissue to wipe Xiaoqi's blood: "I'm sorry, maybe my experience on the way to Mimir Hot Spring Market was too outrageous and bizarre. It caused your brain to have such a strong stress response."

Xiaoqi looked as usual, expressionless.

"No, your pectoral muscles are caught in my mouth."

Meteor burst into tears and couldn't help himself for a moment, wanting to hug 3301 and reunite with the waiter after a long absence. A hug is a very precious token of friendship.

He didn't have any clothes on, and he came out with the smell of a scavenger's cloak——

—— Immediately afterwards, she was kicked away by Teacher Sansan and rolled down beside the door.

3301 pursed his lips, put on his glasses, and finally saw his employer clearly.

"What's your surname, sir? Are we familiar?"