"The car stopped?"
Li Ang leaned close to the car window. It was dark and silent outside the window.
Something's wrong. The Aura Locomotive stations are all located near towns, and they must be brightly lit at night.
The driving regulations also require drivers not to park in the wilderness.
"Is there something wrong?"
He Fanshuang put down the paintbrush and stood up, "I remember that if we are forced to stop due to a breakdown, someone should go to each carriage to notify us soon."
"Let me go and have a look."
Li Ang withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out of the cubicle.
Because he was worried that Mo Si would suddenly lose control, when he went to Luoyang this time, he still let Mo Si's clone stay in the cave in the east of Chang'an City. He also did not send Mo Si insects to follow the vehicle, so he didn't know what was happening outside.
The oil lamp in the corridor flickered on and off, and Li Ang went straight to the door of the carriage, threw out several threads of thought from his sleeves, and inserted them into the crack of the door.
He was deeply involved in the improvement plan of the Lingqi locomotive and was very aware of every detail of the vehicle. For example, there was an alarm talisman buried in the carriage door. Once someone damaged the door, a sharp alarm would sound.
The thread of thought extended all the way, easily avoiding the well-hidden alarm symbol, reaching into the lock cylinder, lifting and pulling, and opened the door lock.
Click.
Li Ang opened the carriage door, and the cold night wind blew in his face.
The arc-shaped light emitted by the oil lamp hanging in the walkway was too weak, and I could barely see the gravel-paved railway track below the carriage. Beyond that, there were endless weeds, shrubs, and mountains.
"..."
Li Ang's eyes narrowed, and the wilderness was shrouded in darkness. This was nothing, but the front of the carriage was also completely dark, with no specks of light visible.
Could it be...
He stepped off the carriage along the steps, closed the door, and stepped on the gravel on the ground to the front of the carriage.
Empty.
The train and all other carriages were missing.
Only the last carriage with the words [Car No. 19] on it and the lonely coupler at the front of the carriage are left.
Being left behind, or in other words, being retained.
At this time, the passengers in the carriage gradually realized that something was wrong.
The compartment doors on both sides of the aisle opened, and many passengers with their families poked their heads and talked in low voices.
"What's going on?"
"Why did the train stop?"
"Where's the train conductor?"
Fragmented whispers sounded,
He Fanshuang frowned slightly, folded the drawing paper, put it into the book, walked out of the cubicle, and walked across the aisle.
At this time, Li Ang also boarded the carriage again, shook his head at He Fanshuang, and said softly: "The carriage in front is gone."
"Accident?"
"Event."
Li Ang did not say the word "mutation", but took out a strange-looking iron rod.
He Fanshuang asked: "What is this?"
"The hook lifting pin is used to fix the coupler."
Li Ang said: "At the beginning, Dr. Su Feng and his colleagues used a pin-type coupler. At my suggestion, they replaced it with a detachable coupler, which is more efficient and stronger."
The detachable coupler is the Zhan type coupler in the memory of another world.
When two couplers come close to each other, the hook tongue will be hit and rotate, causing the hook post inside to fall down automatically, locking the coupler firmly - a bit like two human palms holding each other firmly.
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If you want to separate, you only need to lift the hook lifting pin on the coupler to disengage the coupler.
"Something pulled the hook and pin while the train was moving, leaving us here."
Li Ang said peacefully: "It might be the Demon Cult, or it might be something else."
"I'll inform the academy."
He Fanshuang immediately took off a rectangular hollow copper piece hidden in the jade pendant from his belt, poured spiritual energy into it, and tried to contact the academy.
Buzz——
The copper plate trembled for a long time, but there was no response.
Li Ang silently watched He Fanshuang's attempts. He could no longer contact the Mosi clone in the east of Chang'an City, and was once again disconnected from the other Mosi.
The last time I encountered this situation was in Jialan Sect...
Li Ang was sure that he and the people in the car had been involved in some kind of change. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.
Why do we always encounter this kind of thing, not only during the Jialan Sect incident, but also during the Qixi Festival.
Is the rule that mutations attract each other so effective?
While complaining, he was also thinking quickly.
Who could have done it?
Zhao Ming? No, it’s unlikely. The mountain leader has been missing for so long, and he hasn’t even come back to preside over something as important as the spiritual motorcycle.
Judging from the attitude of Chen Danqiu and others in offering wine, it is very likely that they are searching for clues about Zhao Ming all over the world, or even hunting down Zhao Ming's people.
This place is only over a hundred kilometers away from Chang'an.
Zhao Ming will not take such a big risk and attack himself again.
The Demon Sect or the remnants of the former Sui Sect? What are their motives? The Academy is now at its peak. If an accident occurs on the train, it will inevitably cause a strong counterattack from the Academy and tear up the past tacit understanding.
What forces with vested interests are affected by the Chang'an-Luoyang Railway?
Or, someone who has a grudge against someone in the car...
Li Ang's thoughts were racing, but his face remained calm. He looked at the anxious passengers in the aisle and carefully observed everyone's expressions.
"What happened?"
A familiar voice came from the rear of the car. A figure wearing a similar style of school uniform walked out of the compartment and raised his eyebrows when he saw Li Ang and He Fanshuang at the front of the car.
"Pei Jing?"
Li Ang looked at this classmate in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"Go to Luoyang to pick up my brother and bring him back to Chang'an."
Pei Jing turned slightly and showed a six or seven-year-old child holding his hand behind him, wearing a luxurious brocade dress and a timid expression, "I saw in the newspaper that you were going to Lizheng Academy for exchanges. I didn't expect that you would be riding in the same carriage.
Come back."
He paused for a moment, saw the hook and pin in Li Ang's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately knelt down and said a few words to his brother,
He handed the latter to several Pei family guards in the same compartment, walked across the driveway, came to the front of Li Ang, and asked in a low voice: "Someone did something to leave this carriage here?"
"And I can't contact the school palace."
He Fanshuang gently shook the copper plate in her hand. Her homework scores were far ahead. She had already surpassed the half-hearted Li Ang and took back the first place in her grade. The Supervisory Department was also very optimistic about her and gave her an expensive communication copper plate.
Pei Jing didn't say anything. She took off a seal from her belt and poured spiritual energy into it - it was obviously the Pei family's own communication equipment.
After a moment, he shook his head and put away the seal, "I can't contact my family either. Someone blocked the spiritual energy communication."
"There will be conductors patrolling each carriage at night. According to regular regulations, they should be able to find out that this carriage is missing within a quarter of an hour and send someone to look for it immediately."
Li Ang said: "Are there other monks in the car? I also have some alarm symbols here..."
Dudu dong dong bang bang——
Without any warning, extremely noisy drum music suddenly came from afar.
The expressions of the three people changed slightly, and they all looked outside the carriage door.
But in the distance, a welcoming team dressed in red and colorful, with loud gongs and drums, slowly walked along the railway track.
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