When Jingli Square Station arrived, the father in white shirt nodded at Shuhang, and then moved with his young wife to the subway exit to take a good seat, ready to get off at the next stop.

He originally wanted to leave a business card for Shuhang, but this time he was taking his family out to play, and he didn't have a business card with him, so he had to give up. Moreover, when we meet in Pingshui, there will be no chance to meet again in the future...... Should.

There are fewer people on the train at Jingli Square Station, as soon as the station door is opened, the people on the train get off the train in order, and the people on the platform line up to get on the train in turn.

The last person to get into the car was a tall, bald white man, who was stunned.

It is not uncommon for white people to be bald, but it is really rare to have a neat six-point ring scar on a bald head.

This is a real foreign monk, more than two meters tall, shiny bald. In this hot weather, he was still wearing a thick monk's robe, wrapping himself tightly, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, and looking very professional.

Monks are really a very lucrative profession these days? Even foreigners come to grab jobs?

It is said that foreign monks are good at chanting, and everyone comes from abroad, and the distance is far enough, so the popularity must be very strong, right?

When the people on the subway saw Monk Yang, they all took the initiative to keep their distance from Monk Yang - on such a hot day, just looking at his equipment made me feel hot and panicked. If you get close, you can feel the heat on each other's face!

Song Shuhang subconsciously glanced at Monk Yang - the other party was not only tall, but also much stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, his mental power is terrifying, and Song Shuhang, who is in a state of 'vigilance', can sense the gap between the other party and his own mental power. If Song Shuhang's spiritual power at this time is a small light bulb, then the spiritual power of this foreign monk is a big searchlight!

However, the great monk seemed to be unable to control his powerful spiritual power, and let it scatter irregularly.

This guy is not an ordinary person, but also a monk?

Song Shuhang guessed in his heart.

He closed his eyes again and went into a state of vigilance, using it to disguise his aura. He didn't want to reveal his identity as a monk until he had great strength—he now knew the trouble of revealing his identity.

After entering the subway, Monk Yang looked around, as if looking for something in the train, and then frowned tightly.

After that, he didn't make any other movements, just leaned quietly in the subway, repeatedly reciting scriptures in Chinese in his mouth, and the words were accurate, and this foreigner's Chinese was estimated to be level eight.

The subway started slowly, the passengers couldn't help but shake slightly, and then the subway accelerated and galloped.

Jingli Square Station to the next station is to the suburbs, the total length of more than 4,400 meters distance, is a relatively long station, and the track is all underground. Due to the large number of forks and turns, the speed of this section of the subway cannot be raised, and it takes nearly thirteen minutes to complete this station.

The father in the white shirt carefully hugged his daughter, but the little girl who was sleeping may have writhed a little uneasily because of the loss of Song Shuhang's humanoid cooler.

The young mother waved her white little hand and fanned it beside her daughter, trying to dissipate the heat around her. As in the subway station, the subway car is just as hot because there are too many people.

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After about six minutes of travel.

Song Shuhang suddenly frowned, and he firmly planted his horse steps under his feet.

Immediately afterwards, the subway shook violently, and the car handrail rings shook up and down, colliding.

The passengers tried their best to grab the handrails, bollards and rings around them, but they still staggered, and some of them fell to the ground without standing firmly: "Wow wow, what's going on!"

"Eggs! I didn't turn so quickly before!"

"Ahhh

The white-shirted dad also took two steps back, also unable to stabilize his body and fell backwards.

Song Shuhang took two steps forward, reached out and gently pushed the man in the white shirt on his back. It is the use of soft strength, which is the application of the basic boxing method of King Kong.

The white-shirted father's fallen figure stabilized, he turned his head to see the gentle Song Shuhang, and said gratefully: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome...... The shaking isn't over yet, hold on. Song Shuhang said.

In a state of 'vigilance', his facial features were extremely sharp - the subway braked suddenly, which caused the cars to shake violently. This violent shaking is more than one wave and will continue until the subway stops.

Could it be that there is an accident ahead?

When I was thinking about it, boom boom ~ The subway shook more violently, and even the whole carriage was shaking.

At the same time, there was a rush of sirens in the subway.

All the lights in the subway suddenly went out, the passengers fell like dominoes, and many people were thrown out and hit the subway walls, screaming in pain.

In this case, Song Shuhang could only barely stabilize his figure.

The young mother who fell to the ground screamed and was dragged out by inertia. Although the father in the white shirt grabbed the handrail with one hand because of Shuhang's reminder, the inertia was too great, he failed to grasp the handrail, and the whole person fell to the side.

The little girl was thrown out of her father's arms, her eyes wide open and full of horror.

Seeing this, Song Shuhang hurriedly reached out and grabbed the little girl's clothes with soft strength. At the same time, his wrist shook lightly, and he used his skill to unload the inertia of the little girl in mid-air, and held the panicked little Lori in his arms.

The subway was dim, and Song Shuhang's visibility was also limited by the darkness. Little Lori clung to his arms and didn't dare to move. Although frightened, he was very well-behaved and did not cry.

"What's going on?"

"Did you cheat? or did you roll over? Ouch, it hurts me. Someone shouted in horror.

"Help me, my body is clamped...... It hurts so much that I can't move. ”

"Don't ...... Ahem. I must be dreaming. "The wounded moaned in pain.

"Don't hold me down...... Get off me!My flank is broken~"

All around, crying, screaming, screaming in pain made the subway car even more chaotic.

Someone trembled and took out his mobile phone and used the flashlight function of the mobile phone to illuminate the carriage. As soon as the light came, more people cried out in horror.

Bloody picture, is this a horror movie?

There was blood everywhere, and the entire wall of the car was stained red with blood because of the blood stains left by the previous impact, making the inside of the car feel like hell. In a few places, the windows were shattered, and the passengers by the windows had a lot of broken glass on their bodies, and they were unable to hang against the wall and could not move. There are even people who are pierced by large pieces of glass and lie on the ground without knowing whether they are alive or dead.

Many were bleeding from their heads, and in vain they pressed their hands against their wounds. Because of the lack of self-help knowledge in times of crisis, the obedient guest is at a loss.

"Vomit ......" The good customer who turned on the mobile phone just now immediately turned off the mobile phone and made a vomiting sound.

The man in the white shirt fell to the ground, unharmed except for a sprained arm, while the young mother had slammed her back into the chair, tears streaming down her eyes, but fortunately there were no other injuries. The two looked at their daughter who was being held by Song Shuhang at the same time, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Shuhang looked at this hellish image, but frowned.

"Strange. He wondered in his heart - the subway car didn't shake so hard just now, did it?

The windows were shattered, and there were even people pierced by glass? What's more, half of the walls were covered in blood! How much blood does it take to do that?

Derailment and overturning are not so lethal.

If the carriage could be so lethal with a few shocks, would it still be called a subway?

"**!" The tall foreign monk got up from the ground and picked up the debris on his body, like a big bear standing up.

He looked at the bloody scenes around the subway and sneered.

Then, he opened the prayer beads with both hands, pinched a Buddhist handprint, and recited the scriptures aloud in Chinese with round characters.

A loud sound echoed through the carriage, drowning down even the screams of all the wounded.

"What is this ghost thinking?"

"It seems, a Buddhist scripture to exorcise ghosts?"

"It's all like this here, and he's still chasing out ghosts here?"

Monk Gao Dayang ignored these scoldings, he flipped through the scriptures and continued to read them aloud.