Another late-night operation, Gu Bei felt that he had an old groove and didn't know whether to spit it out.

In his opinion, hybrids may not be a hybrid of humans and dragons, but closer to strange creatures like vampires, because their time of activity is always night.

Since entering this world, whether it is a normal half-breed or Deadpool, it seems that the activity time is forever limited to the night, which makes Gu Bei always feel that he is not a falcon soaring over the wasteland, but some kind of nocturnal creature that hangs on a branch and looks like a mouse with wings.

Relatively speaking, the Taisu brother (the second generation of Changbai Mountain) who dares to run out in broad daylight to kill the Quartet is the one who is above board and is a creature that really lives under the sun, while the hybrid is closer to the rat in the sewer.

But there's no way around it.

The very existence of hybrids is a secrecy about the social structure oriented to ordinary people.

However, Gu Bei has always felt that whether it is the secret party, the eight families of the snake, or the five major families, the concealment of the identity of the mixed race is somewhat like taking off his pants and farting.

After all, these so-called "upper echelons" control 80% of the world's resources, but they want no one to notice their existence.

In a sense, it's quite naïve.

The so-called secrecy of the secret party is "tight" like a fishing net, except for being targeted only at the general public, with a little energy to detect the existence of "aliens".

Even ordinary people with special experiences can guess the truth.

In this case, scheduling the action late at night is nothing more than an act of covering one's ears and stealing the bell.

But having said that, there is still a face project to be done.

It doesn't matter what Gu Bei does, but Chu Zihang is now a person from Kassel, and he is still counting on Kassel to help him "little tadpole find his father", so the rules of the secret party still have to be observed.

At 23:49 p.m. on August 22, Beijing time.

Gu Bei and Chu Zihang silently sneak through the basement mall of Oriental Plaza, a huge landmark building adjacent to Chang'an Avenue that is home to luxury brands and a Grand Hyatt hotel, and directly leads to the subway station Wangfujing station.

During the day, it is luxurious and lively, and there are beautiful women, so you will never feel uneasy when you walk here.

But now that everything is silent, it reveals the essence of the basement.

There were no windows, the space was closed, the lights that colored everything were turned off, and only a few fluorescent tubes were left on, illuminating the stuffed toys in the glass cabinets.

The cute ones all look out of shape in this light, and the deep shadows on their faces give the illusion that they are smiling or sneering.

The central air conditioning is turned off, the air is cold and dreary, the escalator leading to the subway flashes a red light that says "no traffic", flanked by an advertisement for a fashion magazine, and the big face of the same female star is plastered all over the wall, and the nails and lips are flashing with a metallic glimmer.

On a turntable in the center of the hall is an orange Beetle convertible, and next to it is an advertisement that customers who spend more than 2,000 yuan will have a chance to win it.

The two men bypassed the Beetle and moved forward with a clear goal. ….

Gu Bei and Chu Zihang spent a whole afternoon, running through all the stations of Line 1 and Ring Line, and maxed out Chu Zihang's subway card, so that they could finish all the other stations before midnight.

Wangfujing Station is the last station, if the opening conditions are correct, then according to the description, after Gu Bei and Chu Zihang brush all the stations of Line 1 and the Ring Line, the hidden station will be opened, and there will be a train leading to the hidden station at the same time.

Gu Bei and Chu Zihang both felt unreliable.

Gu Bei is logical analysis, the hidden station and hidden train are obviously not technological products, but the opening conditions do swipe the card, which sounds very unreliable, like a conspiracy of the subway company to collect money.

Chu Zihang's reason fully demonstrates the simplicity and rudeness of the polytechnic man: he does not believe in metaphysics.

Although this theory came out of the mouth of a half-breed and practitioner

A one-sided pass awakens the off-line feeling of the fantasy killer, but I have to say, it makes sense.

Whether it is a half-breed or an all-magic technique, it essentially follows the laws of science, but a scientific study is "Gewu", a half-breed studies "spirit", and an all-magic study is "Qi".

So although Chu Zihang's reason sounds abnormal, it reveals a strange normality.

But even though both of them felt unreliable, they did it anyway.

Without him, there is no other way in this situation but to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

The two of them hunched over their waists, dodging the electronic eye, and the goal was to swipe the card turnstile.

Footsteps approached in the distance.

Chu Zihang hid at the counter, Gu Bei turned over and merged with the female star on the wall (referring to the turf gossip and dry word illusion).

The flashlight of the night guard flashed and disappeared, and the footsteps were refracted in all directions, as if several people were moving around at the same time in the dark.

Well, that's right, just walking around at the same time.

Chu Zihang and Gu Bei slowly advanced against the wall, he was already close to the ticket gate of the subway, and at this time, there was a voice from the front.

"Isn't this ad changing?"

"It's due at the end of this month, you wipe the dust on the glass again, I'll go sweep the ground over there, and play a game of chess later?"

Chu Zihang saw from the reflection of the marble wall that two cleaners were wiping the advertising light box, and the roller shutter behind them had fallen and locked, and the only way to move forward was to cut the roller shutter open.

He gave Gu Bei a look: What should I do? Or...... Knock out?

Gu Bei shook his head: Don't be impatient.

Gu Bei visually measured the distance, and didn't even open the Qimen Bureau, and directly pinched the magic trick: Qianzi Hundred Flowers Messy.

Even if you are a cultivator, it is difficult to get out of a short period of time if you are not strong-willed, and it is a dimensionality reduction blow to dealing with ordinary people.

The two cleaners paused, then continued to sweep the floor, just as before.

Gu Bei didn't know what they were doing in the illusion, but in reality, I was afraid that they would have to sweep the ground for a long time.

Gu Bei beckoned Chu Zihang, and around the dead corner of the electronic eye, he walked to the roller shutter, flung the eight handling techniques, and took Chu Zihang into the inner hall.

Chu Zihang took three steps and two steps to the turnstile, took out a subway card from his wallet and swiped it. ….

"Dripping" sound......

Nothing happened.

It's August 22 at 23:57 Beijing time.

Gu Bei looked at the turnstile with a broken face: "We won't be busy all afternoon, right?"

Chu Zihang looked at the turnstile silently, not knowing what to do next.

There is no follow-up content in the description of the opening conditions, and the two people are like two toads squatting at the bottom of the well, and they don't know how to jump if no one pokes them.

Chu Zihang thought for a moment and picked up the tennis bag: "Let's go, go to the tunnel."

The inner hall has been completely sealed, there are no night guards, only electronic devices are doing their duty.

The two stepped on the dead end and entered the waiting tunnel.

Chu Zihang looked at the empty tunnel, a little unwilling.

Although he also felt that this method was unreliable, in fact, he pinned a lot of hopes on this method.

Because of the data.

There are some clues in the Earthquake Bureau's database.

It's from 11 p.m. to 6 a.m.

The subway does not operate at night, and there will be no vibration if it is not operated, but according to the analysis results, the subway area is slightly shaking every quiet night.

Chu Zihang remembered the nonsense that those people in the Power Forum said, is it true that every night after the subway is suspended, there is a train carrying ghosts over the tracks?

That's the best.

The subway legend divined by Gu Bei is an absolute clue, and one of Xia Mi and Lao Tang must have one in this clue, maybe even both

At.

Now Gu Bei and Chu Zihang are just a ghost train to carry the two of them into the place where Xia Mi or Old Tang is.

But the only known method has failed.

Chu Zihang began to doubt his judgment a little.

After all, no matter how cold the subway station looks in the middle of the night, it is just an artificial tunnel with a history of less than 50 years, and there are still a large number of workers who originally built this tunnel system, and there is no reason why it should not be detected if there is anything unusual.

There must be someone on duty in the subway station in the middle of the night, just like the two cleaners I met before, if there is a free subway, they can't be unaware.

The two of them stood on the platform for a while, and it was now past midnight, and it was the next day.

Chu Zihang hesitated, turned around and went back the same way.

The moment he passed by, Gu Bei suddenly grabbed him: "Wait, something is wrong."

Chu Zihang also stopped, he didn't have Gu Bei's wonderful perception ability, but his body had already sent him inspiration.

There was a burning sensation in his shoulder blades, and he knew what it was, and the half-decayed World Tree from that rainy night had been imprinted on his shoulder blades like a birthmark, and he searched for the traces of Kassel with the man's words and the unique pattern.

He was always searching, looking for a man, looking for that God, looking for a chance for revenge.

After many years, he smelled the man again.

Maybach reappeared and rushed into the rain, knowing that that mysterious rainy night had returned.

In fact, he never left that rainy night for so many years. ….

Can't escape, the cage of the rainstorm.

He didn't want to run away, he just found that rainy night, found everything that was hidden behind the incident, found the man, found the god.

Only then can he truly know the life and death of a man, and only then can he have the opportunity to swing his sword at that god.

And the mark given by the "god", he looked through a lot of information in the books of Kassel, and knew the origin of the thing.

The key to the Dragon King's Back Garden: The Nibelungen.

The keys reacted, representing their entry into the Nibelungen, the land of the dead.

In the eyes of Gu Bei and Chu Zihang, the world has changed.

The two of them were sandwiched between the platform and the tunnel, and behind them was the waiting hall, which was supposed to be closed, and suddenly the footsteps of night guards sounded from all directions, and then all the footsteps were speeding away, as if they were running away from the space.

The fluorescent tubes flickered, and the air was filled with the humming of electricity.

Chu Zihang reached into the tennis bag and pinched the handle of the Imperial God Knife Village Yu.

Obviously, the two of them are on the second floor now, but the rain began to leak overhead, and the icy rain came from all directions, flowing calmly along the marble floor, turning into a small waterfall on the steps.

Gu Bei wiped the rain from his face, jumped off the platform with a silver-white one, and walked forward along the tunnel.

He heard the voice, the railroad tracks shaking from deep underground.

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment, and then followed.

Old Tang leaned on the railing and rubbed it down cautiously, then looked around.

This subway station is as silent as death, but fortunately it is as silent as death, if a ticket inspector suddenly pops up at this moment, Lao Tang will never pounce on it like an amnesty, but is so frightened that he immediately knelt down and said, "A good man spares his life!"

I don't care about the king of fire or the king of fire at all.

What happened to the Fire King? Norton himself had to be subservient, he knew what was wrong with the little minions begging for mercy?

And he himself is a rookie, and if he wants to fight, he should let Norton, the strongest tailed beast, come out to fight on his behalf, rather than let him go up and die himself, in that case, Norton Benton can't stand it.

Old Tang swallowed a mouthful of ambergris (saliva), and then groped his way forward.

The walls of the tunnel are made of layers of red bricks, and water is flowing between the bricks, and there is not even a sound mouse

Yes.

He seems to be the only one alive in this strange place.

As he walked, the tunnel gradually opened up, and Old Tang turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to the brightest, and the pillar of light hit the top of his head.

The curved top is as solemn as the doorway of a church, and is made of bronze rock.

These stones look ancient and beautiful, with intricate natural patterns on the surface.

Like the fossil sedimentary rocks in the geological album, the fossils of the Triassic, Cretaceous, and Jurassic are all deposited from the Triassic, Cretaceous, and Jurassic periods, which are deposited by the bones of countless creatures for hundreds of millions of years.

But Old Tang never knew how to appreciate it, he only thought that this stone was very beautiful, but it was not as good as the one in his own fish tank.

Ah no, I don't have a fish tank at home, and the fish tank in my memory is actually a big shark raised by Norton in Bronze City. ….

A shadow flashed through the aperture of the flashlight.

Old Tang turned his phone and swept it, but found nothing.

The shadow looks like a bat, but is there a bat where there are no mice?

Old Tang raised his throat, and the speed was a little faster.

After a long journey, he traveled from one station to another.

Old Tang fumbled his way to the platform, and immediately flashed to a pillar and hid.

The ground shook slightly, blinding lights shot out of the deep tunnels, and the train entered the station, making a screeching sound of grinding against the rails.

It stopped in front of Lao Tang, the square-headed carriage, painted in red and white, and hung with the sign "Black Stone Eight Kings' Tomb".

If Lao Tang was a native of Beijing and had a little local knowledge, he would know that this train had never been in history at all.

Beijing Metro Line 1 is from Apple Orchard to Sihui East, many years ago Sihui Station used to be called Bawangfen Station, at that time Fuxingmen to Bawangfen was also called "Fu Ba Line", but soon changed its name, and at that time it could not reach the westernmost hidden station "Black Stone".

The door opened, and it was pitch black inside.

Fortunately, Old Tang is well-informed, and what he comes out to rely on is never knowledge, but experience, as a bounty hunter, the experience of traveling south and north tells Old Tang that this car can't be on!

Old Tang nodded, and then turned over and got into the car.

Blessed are not bastards.

Old Tang conservatively estimated that he had been walking for four or five hours, and in this case, it would be a fool not to get in the car.

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