[Dragon Clan·Chulu] Nibelungen Soul Relief Song

Lu Mingfei jumped on the keyboard with both hands, with an expression of excitement on his face that success is imminent.After a while, he tapped the Enter key with his middle finger, like a music conductor drawing the last rest, neatly and without muddling.He turned the notebook to the opposite side, his eyes flashed with the dawn of victory, "Brother, it's done."

However there was no response.

Lu Mingfei poked his head out from behind the computer screen, only to find that Chu Zihang was lying on the table and fell asleep.It's no wonder that the senior brother with facial paralysis has been staying up late for the past few days, and the tough guy can't stand it.Lu Mingfei pulled a blanket over Chu Zihang's body, stretched, and got up to drink water.

The phone on the bed vibrated suddenly, Lu Mingfei glanced at it, and the caller ID was "Chen Wenwen".

Although Chen Wenwen was studying in Beijing, she didn't know that she was there, so why did she come to him suddenly?Lu Mingfei was a little puzzled, walked out of the bedroom with his mobile phone, and pressed the call button: "Hello, Chen Wenwen?"

"Lu Mingfei..." The other party froze for a moment when he heard his voice, and the next second a suppressed cry came from the loudspeaker.

"What happened? Don't cry." Lu Mingfei suddenly felt powerless.

"I'm sorry, I had no choice but to find you... I've been looking for many people these days, but they don't believe me. Then I left a message for you on QQ, but you haven't been online...Zhao and Zhao Menghua are missing."

"Do you know how he disappeared?" Lu Mingfei vaguely felt that the matter was not simple.

"Zhao Menghua disappeared nine days ago. Everyone was looking for him, but there was no clue. But before he disappeared, he called me, and within half a minute, he said he was trapped in the subway..."

"Subway?" Lu Mingfei's heart moved when he heard this word, "Don't worry. I happen to be in Beijing right now, let's meet up somewhere and have a good talk."

Lu Mingfei made an appointment with Chen Wenwen and hung up the phone.When he returned to the bedroom, Chu Zihang was still awake, and Finger was not there. The guy seemed to say that some artist friends were coming to visit, so he slipped out before dinner.Lu Mingfei packed up his things, left a note, and left the hotel with his arkitube with two swords on his shoulders.

It was raining heavily outside, and Lu Mingfei walked into the KFC that he had made an appointment with under his umbrella. Chen Wenwen was already waiting for him.The literary girl's eyes were bloodshot and swollen like peaches. She must have been crying for several days.Lu Mingfei comforted her, and began to inquire about the specific circumstances of Zhao Menghua's disappearance.According to Chen Wenwen's narration, Zhao Menghua followed two people into Zhongguancun Metro Line 4 by accident, but when he realized it, there was no one around. For some reason, the platform changed to Line 1, and the time went back to 18 years ago.

This kind of talk is a ghost story for others, but Lu Mingfei can't think so. Thinking of the legend about the Beijing subway on the Qiangguo forum, the disappearance of the commissioner of the executive department, and the analysis results he just got, the article All the clues point to one place - the Beijing Subway.

"You will help me, right?" Chen Wenwen suddenly grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand, as if grabbing the last straw.

"Yes, we are classmates." Lu Mingfei smiled, "Zhao Menghua is also really funny. Instead of asking Liu Miaomiao for help, he came to your ex-girlfriend instead."

"I used to force him to memorize my mobile phone number, and I told him that I would never change the number, and I would never turn off the phone..." Chen Wenwen thought of the sweet time when she was in love, and couldn't help sobbing again .

"That scumbag is blessed to be missed by a girl so much." Lu Mingfei patted Chen Wenwen's hand, "Don't be too sad, I will try my best to bring Zhao Menghua back. It's getting late, go back, take care Own."

Lu Mingfei sent Chen Wenwen away, he looked at his phone, the time showed 23:10.He clearly remembered the conclusion he reached through repeated calculations: the new earthquakes in Beijing this year were all along the subway, and the earthquakes all occurred between 23:00 and 6:00 the next day.Since the subway does not operate at night, there should be no vibrations around. If I have to explain, I can only say that there is something hidden there.

Lu Mingfei made up his mind and walked towards the nearby subway station.There was no one in the closed subway, and he crossed the turnstiles at the ticket gates. As far as he could see, there were newspaper crumbs all over the floor, as if it hadn't been cleaned in years.The underground passage twists and turns, and Lu Mingfei walks slowly along the signposts. Suddenly, he can't see the road ahead clearly. Blue mist pours in from all directions. It feels like a horror movie is about to start.

Lu Mingfei took Gan Jiang and Mo Xie out of the painting tube. Anyway, there was no one in the subway, so who would mind that he carried control knives with him.The fluorescent tube above his head flickered, and he slowly raised his head. At some point, the booth became an old Russian style. The LED light source hidden in the groove was replaced by a pale fluorescent tube. The aluminum alloy of the ceiling The slab has become the lime ceiling of the last century, and the thick columns prop up the extremely high top around it. The ground is extremely smooth terrazzo. It was hard and cold marble steps.

The cold wind blew across the empty platform, stirring up shredded newspapers all over the place.Lu Mingfei picked up a scrap of newspaper and saw the publication time on it, "January 1992, 1". He finally found the Metro Line 30 18 years ago.Unexpectedly, entering the Nibelungen was such an easy task. Realizing this, Lu Mingfei raised his lips.

At this time, the two women are observing everything through the subway monitoring system. They serve the Black Prince Group and are the capable subordinates of the mysterious boss.

"Great, our little white rabbit No. [-] has entered the Nibelungen. The signal is very clear, and the little white rabbit is very excited." Mai Jiude applauded lightly.

"He can still get excited when he enters that kind of place. He is either too nervous, or he is daring with high skills." Su Enxi clicked her tongue, "Have you ever been to the Nibelungen?"

"No, who wants to go to that ghostly place?" Said Mai Jiude, "But Little White Rabbit No. [-] has been there before."

"Only a little white rabbit can come out of the wolf's den alive?" Potato Chip girl asked.

"Yes, according to the direction of the plot, Little White Rabbit No. [-] will pave the way for Little White Rabbit No. [-] to slay the dragon and then die." Mai Tokuro said lazily, "Everything depends on the boss's intentions, the boss does not I like Chu Zihang."

"Who told the boss to really love Lu Mingfei?" Su Enxi shook her head, "Chu Zihang is a good boy, it's a pity."

"Anyway, he doesn't have much time left." Mai Tokuku said, "Now is the time to summon him. Hey, little white rabbit, don't sleep."

Chu Zihang opened his eyes, his eyelids were heavy, and he fell asleep lying on the table.A yellow label was pasted on the computer monitor in front of him, with Lu Mingfei's flamboyant handwriting on it:

"Brother, I'm looking for a classmate, I'll go out for a while. PS: The work has been completed, please take a look at it."

Chu Zihang glanced at the screen and was immediately stunned.The calculated results were clearly highlighted, and bright red lines appeared on the map of Beijing, criss-crossing and forming a familiar figure.He took out a Beijing bus card from his wallet, compared the subway route map on the back with the graphics in the computer, and they matched exactly.Judging from the analysis results obtained by Lu Mingfei, every night when everything is completely silent, the surrounding area of ​​the subway trembles slightly.Is it true that every night after the subway stops, there is a train with ghosts driving empty on the tracks?Chu Zihang couldn't help but think of the nonsense those people in the Qiangguo forum said.

There was a violent storm outside, and splashes of rainwater hit the glass. This scene was like that mysterious rainy night many years ago, the rainstorm cage that he could never escape.Chu Zihang frowned slightly, glanced at the phone inadvertently, and there was an unread message prompt:

"Brother, the situation has changed. It's too late for you to act together and advance to the subway."

Chu Zihang glanced at the time, more than an hour had passed since the text message was sent.He had a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately dialed Lu Mingfei's cell phone.

"The number you dialed is out of service area..."

A mechanical female voice came from the speaker, and Chu Zihang felt his pores all over his body shrink suddenly and his scalp tingle.He hurriedly opened the closet, took out the tennis bag in the corner and carried it on his back, hesitated for a while, and then took out the heavy black box containing the "seven deadly sins".Armed with these two weapons, Chu Zihang rushed into the rain curtain.

At 45:[-] in the middle of the night, Chu Zihang entered the Wangfujing subway station.He walked up the steps lightly, the shadows of the fluorescent tubes were reflected on the marble floor, and the pouring rain hit the roof.The "birthmark" on the shoulder suddenly became hot, as if being burned by a fire, the fluorescent tube flickered, and the air was filled with the sound of humming electricity.

Chu Zihang reached out and pinched the knife handle of "Cun Yu" in the tennis bag, and he noticed something strange.He was in the subway station on the second floor, and at this moment, rain began to leak above his head. The Volkswagen Beetle parked beside him turned into a Maybach in an instant, and the nightmare that had been lingering for many years was once again staged.The icy rainwater gathered from all directions, flowed calmly along the marble floor, and turned into cascades on the steps.The vibration of the railway tracks from deep underground stimulated the eardrum, Chu Zihang wiped off the rain on his face, and walked down the steps with the black box.

Lu Mingfei trudged through the pitch-black tunnel, one step deep and the other shallow.Although he is now in the scene of a spooky ghost movie, he doesn't feel any discomfort, which probably has something to do with one of his hobbies being watching horror movies.There are not many things in the world that can scare Lu Mingfei. I believe that as long as there are no creatures like snakes hanging down suddenly from his head, he will always maintain this kind of contented mood and continue his subway adventure.

However, the creature that could drive Lu Mingfei crazy did not appear, and he seemed to be the only living creature in this strange space.At this time, his only lighting tool is the miniature flashlight on the key chain. This is a rare good product made by the equipment department. At least it has not exploded until now. Lu Mingfei gave it a thumbs up in his heart.As we walked, the tunnel gradually widened, and Lu Mingfei shot the beam of light from his flashlight above his head.The arc-shaped top is majestic and grand like the door opening of a church. It is built of bronze-colored rocks. Those stones look old and beautiful, and there are intricate natural patterns on the surface.

In the aperture of the flashlight, a small stone suddenly cracked.A bat-like thing suddenly rose from the debris, spreading out a row of bones like a fan, leaving a series of phantoms in the air.Starting from this, the rock sheets began to peel off layer by layer, and the lines hidden in the rock gradually came to life.They were shimmering with bronze luster, with a pair of membranous wings growing on the dry bones, with sharp claws on the end of the wings, and the nails were as sharp as the thin blades of a razor.That is a beautiful creature intertwined with countless deaths in myths and legends - the wind demon sickle itachi!

The author has something to say: continue to catch bugs. . .