Abyss Express

Foreword:

[Actually, there is no road on the ground, but when there are many people walking, it becomes a road. ]

[——Lu Xun]

[Part①——If The Story Is Over·If The Story Is Over]

Guangling Zhixi's quick-reaction troops climbed into the carriage——

——A long distance away, the driver dressed neatly and saluted Wen Bucai who was far away.

Wen Bucai and Victor returned the gift together.

Raise your arms and raise your head like a sea wave, making a warm sound of wind.

The people fighting in the ring raised their fists.

People busy in front of the grill raised their arms.

Even the people who were so busy carrying food bags and dismantling the walls stopped and watched the heroes of the station leave.

Jiang Xueming and Bu Liuxing chatted with Jason Megan and learned that Guangling Zhixi is the sharp sword of the Abyss Railway—it is divided into quick response troops, regular troops that overcome difficulties, and secret personnel engaged in espionage work.

They are stationed in various traffic bureaus. The quick response force needs to make an immediate judgment on the disaster situation in various places and rush to the scene for rescue. The equipment is good and bad. For example, the 100mm anti-tank gun that killed the green lion last time is already from the Soviet era. The product is very old. Considering the precious transportation capacity of the station and the urgency of the disaster, it is basically necessary to find the antique heavy firepower in the warehouse and use it immediately.

The daily work of these people is to risk their lives to protect the safety of life and property in various station cities, which is completely different from the investigation tasks of ordinary passengers.

What armed employees and rock musicians can't solve, they must solve.

A powerful enemy that ordinary passengers and VIPs cannot take down, they must take down.

It is very dangerous to fight in complex urban buildings and important transportation facilities - the warriors of Guangling Zhixi are the same as the VIPs who explore unknown lands, and they are the objects of reverence in people's hearts.

The tracer flares erupting from the quadruple cannons are the fireworks for the ending of the story.

The scavengers regained their courage from the wilderness, dragged their tired bodies, took their luggage, left the mobile dining car, followed the light of the new passenger's pyroxene, set foot on the maintenance path along the railway, and headed for the Mimir Hot Spring Market .

The city was full of laughter and tears.

This city is like heaven and hell.

Or--

——17,000 meters underground, in the far and mysterious east.

The BOSS guarding the gate of the underground world has never made it clear what the underground world means to them.

It's like the road of mourning in the fountain square.

It's like the saying that when you come, you will be a person, and when you go, you will be a person.

The blurred emotions in the world are very complicated, much more complicated than pyroxene's emotions.

They just kept up with the team silently, walked the road countless times, and under the glowing red light, they looked completely new at this moment.

Embrace the harvest of animal meat and money, and embrace the stranger you just met.

Hold the hot firewood in your heart, hold the rekindled fire in your skull.

The pioneers who pioneered the way are with them, and the boss who drilled through the cave is with them.

With the footprints of countless people, step on a wide and wide avenue to the sky.

At this time, many people have begun to cry.

Except for sticks and stones, the scavengers suddenly realized that during the many years of wandering alone, the waiters and family members might have forgotten them.

The human flesh trade of skinning and dismantling not only took away their physical bodies, but also repeatedly adapted to new body tissues and new neurons. These extraordinary experiences made their hearts numb, and they almost forgot all the precious things.

At this moment, thousands of sighs and tears flowed from the crowd.

At first the little waiter did not understand the suffering of these homeless people.

She suddenly remembered that Mr. Jason, the employer, was also like this when he hugged her tightly.

Passengers and waiters are not the marriage partners selected by the station.

It wasn't the BOSS or Lingweng who sent the blind date randomly.

It is an important soul that surpasses the love of men and women, and can depend on each other for a lifetime. How can it be simply perfunctory with marriage and only understood as the relationship between men and women?

Under the examination and matching of the polarizing sextant, in the spiritual perspective of Freud's theory——

—Passengers and waiters are almost alter ego to each other.

Jiang Xueming had noticed a very wonderful sense of fit with Bai Zijin early on—changing shoes with Seventh Brother, holding his ankles, or wiping the dirt on his lips, and feeding him food, but he didn't feel any awkward offense. It's just that during the half a year of gathering less and leaving more, it seems as natural as relatives who have been together for more than ten years.

When the scavengers faced the temptation of the treasure-guarding dragon in their hearts, they mistakenly thought that selling their bodies could bring them eternal happiness. They forgot the orders of the boss, the orders in the diary, and the rules of the station.

They bet big and lost everything.

When walking to and from various stations time and time again, at the risk of being crushed by trains and swallowed by monsters, in the end, with a fake certificate and a fake face, I exchanged a bunch of fake documents from the treasure-keeper dragon in my heart, Favna. gold and silver treasures.

If they lose, they will still lose, and if they have gambled, they will still gamble.

Until the great terror began to arise in my heart, I lost both courage and self-confidence, unable to deal with dangerous wild beasts, unable to set foot on the road when I came, and trapped in isolated islands connected by railways.

Maybe the waiter is still looking for them——

——Because that is an indispensable person in life and a soul mate that is difficult to replace.

Jason Megan went around such a big circle before he felt remorse, and when he reached the finish line, he hugged the little waiter beside him and wept bitterly.

Bu Meteor thought of the cannibal demon of Skull and Bones again.

What a horrible, cruel, stupid and cunning group of people.

The first step towards the abyss is to kill another self in life.

It's like natural selection and natural evolution. Only by completely abandoning human nature can we achieve crazy good fortune.

Teachers Victor and Wen Bucai both said——

——There is more than one Skull and Bones Society, and there are more than three or four hundred people who worship blood butterflies.

In the layered and infinitely far-reaching underground world, there are many dirty places. There are traces of them.

These people steal the power of mysterious things, [meatism] is their truth, they try their best to search for the ternary quality, find an excellent host for the mad butterfly, and spread the brand of Vita to every corner of the world, creating a world without high and low Poor, a pure earth without beauty or ugliness, good or evil, and complex emotions.

In the long history, there are many historical facts that prove that people have a tendency to self-destruct.

This self-destruction process, like the [ritual] or [magic] that BOSS said, has a unique charm.

People rely on it to learn how to drill wood to make fire, learn to avoid lightning and listen to the wind.

Relying on the inexplicable courage of "I think it should be possible", to manufacture wheels and houses, it was not until thousands of years later that basic geometry and classical mechanics came into being.

The temptation of the mad butterfly to humans is rooted in human instinct.

The same is true of self-destruction and degradation, an unreasonable [sacrifice] ritual, from which one can experience the joy of nothingness.

It's chaotic chaos without order, and it's downright irrational and insane.

In the eyes of Mr. Wen Bucai, these unorganized and undisciplined demon lairs built only on the basis of teachings and a single leader, this kind of pyramid scheme that relies on cannibalism as a link to attract strange team members, is really just a small scene.

It's just that during the whole process of suppressing bandits and killing enemies, there was a kind of extreme madness baring its teeth and claws towards them. Although I didn't see the deity of Mad Butterfly, I didn't see its real body, there must be its offspring, watching all this in secret.

Xue Ming recalled that the core members of the Skull and Bones Society, when they were in a catastrophe, did not have the slightest fear. Seeing the headlights of the dump truck illuminate their oily faces when they were dying, their expressions seemed to be one with the gods, which was a transcendent relief feel.

He couldn't understand the aesthetics of these people, and his brain trembled just thinking about it carefully.

Just like he couldn't let go of his conscience and couldn't make a lot of money, he didn't have that ability at all.

Say goodbye to the haze of terror and embark on the right path of vicissitudes.

The able-bodied scavengers bid farewell to their partners——

—they were going in the opposite direction, to walk back to the Grand Station.

The fellow passengers did not understand—

——It is obvious that Mimir Hot Spring Station is closer, why choose a farther road?

Starting from the North Sea in Iceland, even the nearest Jushan Station has to walk hundreds of kilometers, not to mention the Nine Realms thousands of kilometers away.

So the rebels answered.

"That's where I started."

"It's just a long way, take a little detour."

"There is still strength. The skills lost over the years, the inspiration lost, and the stones and sticks may be recovered at the trade transfer stations along the way."

"How do you get out, just walk back."

"Otherwise I can't forgive myself."

"How am I supposed to meet my loved ones? With this broken and rusted heart? How am I supposed to meet my waiter? With this face that's been changed beyond recognition?"

"The goddess of fate favors the brave."

"Don't worry, friends."

"The north wind is the casting hammer, and it pushes me, urging me on my way."

"It will beat me, and cast my piece of broken copper and iron into undead and unbreakable steel."

"Just to ask my dearest and dearest to wait for a while."

"Don't worry. I'm sorry, I'll go back right away!"

"My friends who didn't have time to ask for their names!"

"We'll meet again!"

The other team marched into the boundless darkness, only the signal lights on the railroad tracks pointed out the way forward.

At various stations along the way, strangers have to bid farewell to each other, go to different places, to [seek the Tao], to find their own [the only way to pass].

They are duckweeds without roots, without sticks, without stones—dream-like spiritual clouds in the sky, wanting to return to the starting point.

As in [Act Zero] of the story, Wen Bucai and Victor wrote in their letters home——

——Life should not be a journey from hot-blooded to cold-blooded.

[Part②——Coming Home on the way home]

If the story is over—

——People will go back to [The End of Friendship], order a human-faced egg yolk cocktail, made with honey and whiskey, and gin, and toast with the closest friends, even if they don't know the name.

On both sides of the road, flowers are blooming, and the fire is cooking oil.

A huge float carrying a dragon head drove over, and the cartilage and thick flesh on Favna's face were all cut off, and sent to the scientific research station, leaving only a huge skull with no pupils and dragon horns repaired with plaster .

It was hung on the top of the giant arched stone gate of Floyd's Great Mine. Its solemnity and majesty, as well as the heaviness of history, only lasted for a short moment, and it became a new online celebrity check-in place.

In the old city of the mining area, several street stalkers immediately surrounded the bar. Judging from their age, they should be young people who are not sensible.

They set their sights on this bar, and when they saw such a good Fengshui place being occupied by a group of miners' uncles, they immediately became jealous——

——There was a huge flow of tourists going in and out of the mine, and they immediately decided that they had to charge at least a protection fee if they wanted to recover from the trough in their lives. If the owner is a soft persimmon, then [End of Friendship] should also be renamed. It doesn't matter what name you change, at least you have to change it to something more festive, so that customers will like it at a glance.

"Boom boom boom—"

The leading young guy knocked hard on the shutter door.

He only needs to push open the swing door to come in directly, but he has to knock hard on the iron curtain, lest no one notice this unexpected visitor.

At this very moment—

——Wen Bucai was sitting at the bar, among the noisy crowd, giving orders to Meteor.

"Brother Ming entrusted me to melt forge and die-cast the remaining part of Mingde's remains, and integrate it with your cane. When we set off, I finished remodeling it. How do you feel about using it along the way? Sample?"

Meteor said excitedly: "If there is divine help! BOSS's claws are invincible."

Wen Bucai also wanted to say: "If you use it in the future, you must take good care of it. I heard from Jason that you don't seem to care much about your waiter."

Did not wait for Meteor to answer.

A man and a woman jumped in from the door——

— they raised their guns and shouted.

The man looks like a dog: "Put your head down! Be obedient!"

The woman was arrogant: "Who is the boss here? I want to talk to him about a business!"

The uncle bartender took a look, and worriedly touched the shotgun under the table.

Wen Bucai immediately said: "No! Don't kill people here. The guests are innocent, and the wine in their hands is also innocent. Don't let the cup be stained with blood."

Before people could react, the two uninvited guests of the new era rushed into the old bar room.

The man played with the old guitar on the wall, plucked it a few times excitedly, and made harsh noises, but felt that it was meaningless, so he threw it on the sofa.

Immediately afterwards, the woman saw Jiang Xueming and wanted to come up to take a closer look, stepping on the guests' tables all the way, jumping excitedly.

Jason stood up immediately: "Who are you?!"

The man patted the cowboy hat on the wall, causing the hat to spin along with the slap. He flipped his red hair, ripped off his shirt on his chest, and exposed the crazy butterfly tattoo on the heart. He wanted to make a public appearance.

"We are members of Skull and Bones! Hee hee hee hee hee hee I don't want to become a hot pot of human flesh, so you just be obedient!"

The woman wants to get close to Jiang Xueming, grinning and grinning. The colorful nails and colorful hair look very artistic. Wen Bucai looked at it and said [so talented].

"Be obedient and don't move! Otherwise, there will be more than 3,000 brothers and sisters in the entire 18th District of the Skull and Bones Society! We will kill your family! Your family's family! Your friends, and your friends' friends will all be killed!"

Bu Liuxing stood up suddenly and became nervous: "Really? Are you serious? There are more than 3,000 people? Is there such a good thing?"

Jason covered his face: "He seems to be serious."

Wen Bucai pinched Victor's face, puzzled, and made sure he wasn't dreaming: "Isn't there a bottleneck period in their organization's art creation?"

Victor waved his old friend's restless hand: "Don't pinch my face, don't you have your own waiter? And"

The bloodhound grabbed the employer's hand, pinched his face forcibly, pretended to be intimate, and finished the sentence for the employer: "And these two punk youths don't look like ogres at first glance, they don't have any Inspiration Reiatsu is a new generation born in Mimir Hot Spring Bazaar."

"That's right!" The man looked haughty, and he came to Bu Liuxing with his arms folded, raised his head and stared at the 1.9 meter tall man: "That's what we said, anyone who disobeys will die!"

"Hey hey hey hey hey." The woman sat down on Xue Ming's dining table, her eyes widened. The makeup on her face was as thick as a bulletproof helmet. She rolled up her pant legs, took off her high heels, and used her toes After dipping some mashed potatoes, he ordered with Jiang Xueming: "Lick it up! I want you to lick it up quickly! What does your cold expression mean? Are you not afraid of me? You are not afraid that I will shoot you You were beaten to death? Red and green flow out of your stomach! I will stuff my toes into your mouth myself? You like this? Do you like being passive?"

Jiang Xueming did not speak.

He just looked at Wen Bucai.

Wen Bucai covered his mouth, stared at the long legs of the dissolute lady, and muttered silently in surprise.

"The movement is so difficult. The body is so flexible and talented."

Seeing that the toes stained with mashed potatoes were getting closer and closer to Xue Ming's face.

The Rhinoceros revolver in the woman's hand was gradually raised, and it was about to move to Xue Ming's belly.

Victor made a compromise: "Destroy their will, don't shoot."

Xue Ming physically destroyed the will of this punk sister——

——He grabbed the tablecloth with one hand, and the muzzle of the rhinoceros with the other. His movements were like lightning, and he broke away from the immobility, like an awakened tiger.

Just listening to the small whimpers, the woman's toes were sent into her own mouth, and the flexibility of the body was really great.

Xueming wrapped her into a big bundle with a tablecloth and tied her colorful hair in knots. At the same time, the captured Rhino revolver became a mess of parts.

Just at this time--

——A Xing decided to destroy the man's will from the spiritual level.

He just hugged it like a bear, and the firearm in the man's hand was misfired by the huge force, and the bullet nest fell off.

Immediately afterwards, the man heard Ah Xing's eager inquiry.

"Do you really have more than 3,000 brothers? Are they all evil seeds of the Skull and Bones Society?"

"Really? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Do you have a girlfriend? The girl who asked Brother Ming to lick her toes looks very similar to you. Are you brother and sister? If you don't have a girlfriend? There are many contact information of young ladies in my address book, do you want it?"

"Are you going to get married? Do you plan to have a baby?"

"How much is your monthly salary? Do you have to pay taxes?"

"Where is the house to buy? What constellation?"

These mental attacks severely tarnished this uninvited guest——

——Only the tighter and tighter arms were pressing on his chest and lungs, and within two seconds, he passed out.

Outside the door, the fellow street runners, who were still watching the excitement, immediately scattered in fright.

Victor sighed.

Wen Bucai: "Why are you unhappy?"

Victor: "People don't hate evil."

Wen Bucai: "Don't bring the novel into reality."

Victor: "People just hate themselves for being incompetent, and hope there is a shortcut to immediately put on the dragon's skin, even if it's fake."

Wen Bucai applauded: "Oh! A genius in philosophy!"

"Time to go, friend," Victor said.

Wen Bucai: "Would you like me to see you off?"

"Aren't you going with me?" Victor wondered.

Wen Bucai didn't care; "I still have a lot of things to do. In this place, think about it, the people who deal with the middlemen of the Skull and Bones are still waiting for me to catch, and the consul Zhao Donglai is waiting for me to go back and report on my work—— What would this city be without me, this bar without me?"

Just at this time--

——There was a fight in the bar.

Two inebriated drinkers suddenly started fighting each other, punching each other in the face.

Meteor hasn't recovered yet——

——The enthusiastic redstone man immediately punched him.

Meteor: "Why? Are you crazier than me?"

The guest who hit the meteor shouted excitedly: "You played well! That's great! What a relief! You set me on fire! I can't control myself at all!"

——The reason is very outrageous.

Immediately afterwards, the store was in chaos.

The guests sitting next to them were still chatting and talking nonsense, but they suddenly joined in the fierce fighting and boxing. It took only a moment for them to turn their faces, and their original quiet and peaceful expressions turned into happy smiling faces.

Among the chaotic crowd, Jiang Xueming escaped through the window secretly. Bu Meteor still wanted to join - but was snatched away by Lady Bloodhound.

Wen Bucai and Victor were playing a game of clapping one by one. While shooting, he took away the ketchup handed by the bartender.

Wen Bucai shouted: "Good fight!"

Victor shouted: "That's right! I was injured by his internal force, Chinese martial arts are so powerful!"

Wen Bucai smeared ketchup on Victor: "It's too fierce, we are really fighting too fiercely, don't come here, we are both VIPs at the station, we will hurt you by mistake."

Victor led Wen Bucai to the door: "It's great to have a fight with you."

It's all clumsy and perfunctory acting, without the slightest emotion.

The four meet at the back door of the bar.

Jiang Xueming asked, "Where's Jason?"

Bu Meteor: "Where's his waiter?"

Wen Bucai shrugged and pursed his lips

Victor pondered: "It should still be inside."

Just listen to the sound of broken glass——

——Jason's head was covered in blood, he smashed open the window of the bar, half of his body was hanging on the window sill.

The little waiter's eyes were red, and he grabbed Jason's collar: "You just had a drink! Call me little Wendy again? Little! Wen! Dee?"

Jason murmured indistinctly, his face flushed: "If no one remembers the dead, then he is really dead."

Wen Bucai just covered his mouth: "It's Lu Xun's famous saying, he is so talented!"

Victor: "There is no bottleneck period at all in the way of their comedy creation, is there?"

Twenty minutes later.

The train station of Mimier Hot Spring Market is still so lively.

The seven friends bid their farewells—

——Jason's head was covered with gauze. He seemed to be hurt all the time, but he couldn't take away the light in his eyes.

Jason said: "I'm going to fix it, make all the preparations, and then go to [RSH·Red Star Mountain]——Three years ago, I didn't dare to go to this place, and finally left my demons. I have no fear now, thank you—— —Especially you, Jiang Xueming."

Jiang Xueming said: "I have to go home, rest for a while, go to the big library to study, and tidy up the coffee shop by the way, when the time comes."

Jason said: "If I can come back alive, I must go to your back kitchen"

Wen Bucai shouted, "Cover it."

Victor stretched out his hand: "Don't say it."

The Bloodhound followed suit.

The little waiter was the fastest, covering Jason's mouth tightly, and said to his friends, "I'll go with my employer! Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

Bu Liuxing said: "Brother Ming and I have to go home, teacher, take care."

Wen Bucai handed the stick back to Xueming: "When I celebrate the New Year, I will go to the Nine Realms to have a look. When the time comes, you can adjust the cylinders of the M500 and give them a name, right? I always say that, I think the two Guns don't have much affection for me either—how about meeting at your coffee shop to watch the Spring Festival Gala together?"

"No! It's so dirty!" Jason said.

The little waiter should: "No! It's too ugly!"

Meteor asked: "Is BILIBILI going to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Jiang Xueming: "I have no objection, but if I want to bring Seventh Brother with me, she will probably feel very bored, and will try to kidnap me to meet her father."

Bloodhound: "Where the employer is, I will be there."

Victor: "Let's go."

Everyone boarded different trains——

——Victor and the bloodhound are going to Giant Mountain Station, back to Reykjavik, Iceland, and fly directly to Vienna to visit the grave of their parents' estate that has been dusty for centuries.

——Wen Bucai walked away from time to time, and didn't mention the remaining one in the trio [Sheriff Jack], he didn't mention a word, and seemed to have a lot of things in his heart. He wants to go back to Baiweifang to check the traces of the cabinet officials and hunters of the Skull and Bones Society, and it would be best to catch them all.

——Jason Megan and the little waiter are going to prepare for the Skydome Station in London, where there are professional warbler nest shooting instructors, and the Royal Airborne Division of SAS will teach him how to use CQC combat marksmanship, and spend the New Year with Jiang Xueming , is about to meet the most important journey in his destiny, to go to the Red Star Hill to complete the [must-pass road] that he did not complete three years ago, perhaps this is his chance to transform into a butterfly.

——Xue Ming and Meteor sent the weapons to the consignment station, and the ammunition was confiscated. Only empty firearms could be returned to the Nine Realms Station.

The station director and cabinet staff of Mimir Hot Springs knocked a new seal on their logbook.

The content of the log is very little -

——It is a wonderful adventure that is difficult to express clearly with pale words.

"Jason Megan is a very special person. His inspiration is transcendent. There are many difficulties and obstacles on this journey. He risked madness and death to help us see the road ahead and turn danger into good fortune. The name of Lingyun is a coincidence and fate."

"There is not only Iceland in the North Sea, but also Finland in the severe cold wind."

"This piece of land is only 338,000 square kilometers - Lingyun Band was born from it."

"The name of this avant-garde 丨 power 丨 metal band comes from the compound word [Stratovarius]."

"It represents the combination of classical and modern, and it is a changing cloud in the sky."

"It is the most simple longing for freedom, courage and innocence that the times have forgotten for a long time--Lingyun's music and lyrics are all like this."

Close the journal and put away the pen.

Jiang Xueming looked at the endless darkness outside the car window, and called Seventh Brother.

"Hello, Xiao Qi?"

"Hi! Employer! How was the travel experience at the Mimier Hot Spring Market? Don't worry about the debt! If it doesn't work, we can install it in installments! ~ Pay it off slowly for a lifetime!"

"I got the money."

"ah?"

"I got the money, let's pay it off in one lump sum."

"No, no, no, don't worry!"

"What's more, I hope to spend a new year with you. There are still two months left. Can you help with the cafe's room and decoration?"

"Have you gone to sell your kidneys and blood? Employer! Blood butterfly loan sharks don't like it!"

"No, I'm going to slay the dragon."

"What?!"

"I also learned a hand of magic to remove your weapon."

"What?!"

"The Dragon Slayer Brave made a pair of magic wands for both of us, and I am going to give one of them to you, just like the pair of rings that BOSS and Lingweng gave me, I hope it can protect you."

"What?! Wait"

"Anything else?"

"Do you have that kind of magic?"

"No, there is no charm."

"Good boy, you actually learned to answer quickly. I'm not talking about this, but we. Uh. Have you...removed your pants?"

"My signal is not good, so I'll hang up first."

Jiang Xueming hung up the phone calmly——

——Then he closed his eyes, hugged the stick, and wanted to take a short nap.

Bu Liuxing also leaned over. He didn't have spirit clothes to keep out the cold, so he asked the flight attendant for a blanket, and stuck it with Brother Ming.

Sleep for a while, just sleep for a while.

Then go to the VIP compartment to see.