Dark red and turbid blood flowed from the roof of the car, and dark red blood beads rolled down the transparent glass window. Together with the suppressed and shrill screams of the sickles and weasels around, it felt like a death train in an apocalyptic atmosphere.
Chen Wenwen and Lu Mingfei were lying together under the seats, and groups of weasels were flying over them with their wings flapping. The girl bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, trying not to make a sound.
Lu Mingfei protected Chen Wenwen inside, with his face facing the carriage aisle. From his perspective, he could even clearly see the ferocious appearance of these sickle weasels at close range and their fangs spread out in flight.
They are simply messengers from hell.
The head is plush, somewhat like a weasel, and it opens its mouth densely packed with rodents while screaming. Broad and tough bat-like membrane wings protrude from the shoulder blades, and two sharp claws protrude from the abdomen. The claws are divided into four fingers, shaped like a bat.
Like the sickle, this is their most powerful weapon.
"thump!"
A low-flying weasel flapped its wings and lowered itself below the seat, almost having a close face-to-face contact with Lu Mingfei.
This ugly monster that looked like a weasel and a bat made Lu Mingfei close his eyes tightly in fear and almost screamed. He couldn't stop praying in his heart to let this guy fly away.
It seemed that his prayers had an effect, or maybe it was Kamaitachi's high myopia, but the wind demon didn't notice him, flapped its membrane wings and left.
The dark group of weasels also began to fly out of the train doors, circling around the dark and empty subway station for several times before completely disappearing.
Lu Mingfei, who was hiding under the subway seat, tentatively looked out and found that the group of guys had indeed left, so he crawled out from under the seat.
At the same time, Old Tang, who looked embarrassed, also got out from under the seat opposite. The two looked at each other, and both saw the panic and fear on the other's face. Well, it was a bit embarrassing.
"Mingming, are you okay?"
It was Old Tang who was the first to break the embarrassment and ask his little brother in a low voice.
"It's okay, isn't it just a bunch of mutated bats? I've watched a lot of horror movies."
Mingming was scared to death before, but Lu Mingfei had to pretend to be a man before he liked a girl.
The girl wearing a jacket and headphones hanging around her neck climbed out from under the seat with an expressionless face. She seemed to be the calmest one.
Several people walked out of the train door together, and the strong smell of blood greeted them. The tragic scene made Chen Wenwen look pale and almost vomited. Even Old Tang, who had always been well-informed, could not help but frown and turned his head in disgust.
.
The ground was covered with dripping blood and bone residues, both those of weasels and those of humans. Due to the conditioned reflex of the nervous tissue, the membrane wings of the dead weasels were still trembling slightly on the ground, looking extremely disgusting.
Although the bodyguards brought by Carmon are all tall and strong and have good combat effectiveness, they can only be regarded as the leaders among mercenaries. They do not have the strong physical fitness and dragon blood of the hybrids, and most of them are eaten by vampire scythes.
They were all eaten, not even a whole body was left behind.
Only Kamen still had his golden eyes shining, holding his injured waist, abdomen and thighs and breathing heavily, with fear remaining on his face. If the group of weasels had returned home a little later, he would probably have been killed by these guys.
In the belly.
"bass!"
The clear sound of sheathing was heard, and several people turned around to look. The mysterious young man just pressed the frost-white cold sword stained with the blood of the sickle and weasel into the magnificent sheath. The ancient sword vibrated slightly, and there was an inscription on the sword inside the sheath.
The dragon pattern is alive and absorbing the blood essence.
Surrounding the roof of the car were countless corpses of sickle weasels that had been cut into two halves, and they were lined up in a dense formation, like a funeral to pay homage to a king.
His long-sleeved black trousers didn't even show any signs of wrinkles or damage. Only an ancient sword could firmly guard all the flaws and gaps around him.
The two of them were also facing the invasion of the Kamaita army, and now it seemed that they had made a decision. Even the beautiful girl who had always been calm couldn't help but look at Li Longyuan.
"Oh my God, this is a swordsman who only appears on TV!"
Lu Mingfei almost covered his head with disbelief in his eyes. As a post-90s generation who loves hot-blooded dramas and video games, I could only imagine this type of swordsman when I read Mr. Jin Yong's martial arts novels when I was a child.
However, he actually appeared in life, and Lu Mingfei felt like he had traveled to another world of high martial arts.
In other words, are these NPCs who help players in apocalyptic games (game characters in video games that are not controlled by real players)? And they are trapped in a post-apocalyptic survival game.
Lu Mingfei's mind is very big and he has come up with countless versions in an instant.
A young man wearing a baseball cap and a mask jumped straight down from the roof of the carriage and landed gracefully in front of several people.
"If you want to go out, follow me."
He just said a word, then raised his sword and walked forward, regardless of the reactions of the others.
However, Chen Wenwen was the first to follow him. In this life-and-death situation, it is the survival instinct of the weak to rely on the strong.
Old Tang, Lu Mingfei and others hesitated for a while before following them. After all, if it hadn't been for this guy's previous reminder, their current fate would have been to become piles of bones on the ground.
Only Carmon was holding his injured thigh, with bloodthirsty and fierce eyes in his golden eyes. He snorted heavily and limped towards the completely opposite road. He didn't believe that this guy could understand Nibo better than himself.
Dragon root.
They headed west along the railway track. Lu Mingfei looked here and there from time to time on the road, opening his eyes wide as if to see the gray subway station clearly.
The facilities here are very old, as if they have been abandoned for a long time. But the subway station in Binhai City is completely new, so where is this place?
"Here, Your Majesty Zhenjun, do you know how we got here? I just took the subway as usual, and somehow got on this weird train, and then got here."
On the way, Chen Wenwen tentatively asked the mysterious man in front of her.
Li Yongyuan feels helpless. Even if he tells you, the orthodox people will eventually delete this memory through hypnosis.
But he still explained.
"You can understand that time and space overlap, and under certain circumstances, the space hidden in the subway station opens the door to you."
Li Longyuan's words made Lu Mingfei think deeply. This should be the barrier he had often heard of, or something similar to the copy in the game.
"Then how do we get out?"
Chen Wenwen asked again.
Li Longyuan, who had been walking forward, suddenly stopped and turned around to look at these young men and women, his eyes hidden under his forehead full of scrutiny.
The girl in the white cotton skirt suddenly became nervous. She didn't know what words made this mysterious man unhappy, and she didn't even dare to raise her head and look at him directly.
But the young man just said it softly.
"The door to this hidden space usually does not open for no reason. One of you may have the key to open this door. Since you have the key to get in, you can get out."
These words made Lu Mingfei and others look at each other. Is there an alien spy inside?
"Crashing... crashing..."
Just when they were doubting each other, a low roar came from along the long and narrow tunnel, which seemed extremely strange in this silent and dark atmosphere.
"A car is coming."
Li Longyuan's eyes narrowed and he took the lead in standing on the old-fashioned platform. The others followed.
Sure enough, a ray of golden car lights lit up in the dark tunnel. The train body was old and worn out, just like the green trains that were often used in the 1970s. Line 1 was painted on the subway body with red paint.
The train slowly stopped at the platform, and Lu Mingfei suddenly thought of platform nine and three-quarters in "Harry Potter".
Everyone looked at this streamlined train without a conductor driving their eyes with confusion and fear.
"This might be our way out."
Li Longyuan ignored everyone's surprised looks and stepped into the carriage of the old-fashioned train. Yellowed posters were hung everywhere inside, newspaper fragments were scattered on the floor, and snow-white spider webs were knotted in the corners.
Everything has a retro style, or it is itself a train from the 1970s. Time and space are perfectly overlapped and transitioned here.
Old Tang and the others were hesitant. They were afraid that this train would lead them to death, and at the same time they were afraid that if they didn't go with this mysterious man, they would completely lose the chance to escape.
It wasn't until the fluorescent lights above their heads suddenly flashed that Old Tang could clearly see the layout around the subway. Thick pillars supported the subway station. The ground was a polished cement surface. The escalators that should have been installed at the entrance of the station were also painted with paint.
Marble pedestrian staircase with green painted railings on both sides.
The original advanced ticket-grabbing check-in valve has also disappeared, the aluminum alloy version of the suspended ceiling has turned into a lime shed from the last century, the surrounding white walls have begun to slowly peel off and turn yellow, and all traces of modern technology have disappeared here.
The entire subway station seemed to have changed to what it looked like in the last century, and the train they just took was like a vehicle traveling back in time. The starting point was 2010 and the end point was 1970!
Old Tang looked back slightly and realized that all the signs at the entrance to the station where they came were pointing to the platform they were currently on. As for other platforms, they were all painted with big red crosses prohibiting passage.
The scarlet color seemed to be painted with human blood, which was intimidating. At this time, there was a clicking sound from the old-fashioned train, and the axles seemed to be turning to start.
The mysterious man wearing a baseball cap was leaning against the door, leaning on his sword. His cold eyes under his forehead were staring at them, as if to say: "If you don't leave, it will be too late."
So Old Tang and others gritted their teeth and boarded the train again. Soon, the wheels began to rotate non-stop, whistling and honking the whistle before moving forward along the track.
The entire subway station seemed to have grown larger. Intricate lines like spider webs appeared in the dark underground city. Countless creatures hanging upside down from the ceiling stretched their membrane wings in the dark night and opened their scarlet eyes.
At the entrance of Binhai Changchang Road subway station, a man in black military uniform was holding a black communication phone and calling the bad guys headquarters in a low voice.
"The young master's contact signal was suddenly cut off after entering the station. I suspect that they entered the hidden Nibelung."
The man's report quickly attracted the attention of the headquarters, and an order was quickly issued.
"Investigating the information of all passengers who disappeared after entering the subway station, briefly blocking the entrance and waiting for orthodoxy to take over."
"yes."
The bad guy with a firm and calm face responded, and then gave an order through the intercom, and soon some bad guys dressed as subway station staff began to set up a cordon.
In the unknown dark space, the train was still moving forward slowly, the lights were shaking all the time, and the shabby seats and furnishings around it were enough to make people feel depressed and frightened.
Chen Wenwen was sitting on the hard seat of the train, which was barely clean, clutching her cotton white skirt with both hands, and the expression on her face became increasingly sad.
She had been trapped here for nearly three hours. If there were not several people accompanying her, she might have fainted in such a terrifying and strange environment.
"Want to listen to some singing?"
Suddenly, a pair of white and soft hands appeared in Chen Wenwen's sight, holding black headphones.
"Thank you... thank you."
Chen Wenwen looked at the beautiful girl who was unusually calm and even a little relaxed, thanked her softly, put on her headphones, and a gentle and sweet singing voice came from inside.
"Everytime in my dream,i see you i feel you. That is how i know you go on..."
The soothing music rhythm gradually soothed Chen Wenwen's nervous and frightened heart. She just raised her head and glanced at the girl in surprise. She didn't expect that she would like this song. The classic theme song of "Titanic" "My Heart Will Go On"
(my heart Will Go On).
"I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"
Chen Wenwen suddenly spoke, and the people sitting on the train around her looked at her with concern. Even Li Longyuan, who was leaning on the seat with his sword in his arms, couldn't help but glance at the girl.
"Xia Mi."
The pretty girl smiled, revealing two slightly childish little tiger teeth.
Chen Wenwen nodded and continued to listen to music on her headphones.
Lu Mingfei was sitting next to Old Tang, who was worthy of being a bounty hunter. After experiencing a brief panic, Old Tang quickly accepted the situation that they were in prison, and even had some inexplicable habits.
"Obviously, is this the girl you like?"
Old Tang Dynasty asked in a low voice in the direction of the girl in the white dress wearing headphones sitting next to her.
This question made Lu Mingfei very embarrassed. He still didn't know if he could escape from this strange place. Why did Old Tang ask this?
"Obviously, don't you know yet? This is the opportunity created by God for you! In many movie plots, the male and female protagonists are in crisis, and finally get out of the predicament by helping each other, and in the process of searching for the truth and answers, they realize that each other is surging.
of love.”
Old Tang's eyebrows were dancing with joy and he was admonishing his little brother with sincere words.
Lu Mingfei looked at him doubtfully, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense. Usually when he and Chen Wenwen were at school, apart from working together in the Literature Department, it was rare for him and Chen Wenwen to have a chance to chat alone. Maybe that's it, Wenwen
Wen doesn't know herself well.
"I'll teach you. From now on, you should follow her all the way..."
Old Tang approached Lu Mingfei and whispered in a voice that could only accommodate one person. He, a single man who had never been in love, now seemed to be a master of love, so that Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly.
One really dares to teach and the other dares to listen.
Li Longyuan was watching with cold eyes. In fact, he knew that he had enough ability to get out. As for the group of people who entered the country illegally, they would only die if they did not follow him.
Now, for me, the primary goal is to keep an eye on this older young man who looks honest and cheerful. This man named Old Tang is the key to unlocking the exploration of the three parties.
When he was lying on the roof of the car, he had heard the conversation in the car clearly.
About half an hour later, the train began to slow down and came to a complete stop after a whistle. As for why I say about half an hour, the time here is relatively static, and the hands of the clock will stop.
Li Longyuan straightened up and took the lead to step out of the car door, followed by several people behind him.