I don't know if it's the influence of the rules, but the white bear behind him did not attack the carriage, but let out an angry roar after chasing a few steps, and on both sides of the road, birds and ghosts kept approaching.

"Write, Fanghua wonderful pen is good for Xingjun!"

Feng Xue waved the precious fountain pen, and the pen fairy with a tired face floated out, and when she saw the scenery of the outside world, she immediately tightened her clothes and reprimanded angrily:

"The more you play, the more perverted you become!"

"Where do you want to go, hurry up and pack up these ghosts!"

Feng Xue rolled her eyes and continued to rush forward, without thinking that under the characteristics of the supernatural power to meet the enemy, as long as it was stimulated, it could not be managed.

It's just that the birds are better, but this ghost is a target that is difficult for internal qi to capture spontaneously.

Hearing this, the pen fairy also knew that the situation was wrong, so she took out her small notebook, and the word "death" fell on the paper one by one, and the ragged young ladies in the air suddenly dragged into the small notebook as if they were chained.

In a few breaths, Feng Xue had already come to the top of the luggage compartment, and he didn't dare to stop, because as long as the snow on the roof of the car landed for more than a second, it would freeze immediately.

The stickiness told him that even if everything squeezed the drive regardless of the environmental impact, the effect of the field could still freeze him in place.

"The whole audience that doesn't take the object is frozen, and it's terrifying!"

Sighing again, it was terrible not to take the object, Feng Xue grabbed a handful of salt and ran the [make the best use of things] power.

A handful of fine salt was sprinkled on the roof of the luggage car, and the roof of the car, which had accumulated a thick layer of snow, suddenly melted the ice and snow, and the stickiness under the feet was immediately gone.

Seeing that there was no further ado, Feng Xue immediately took out the prepared tripod, fixed the drone for live broadcast on the roof of the luggage compartment, and built a snow shelter by the way, only pointing the camera at the direction of the front of the car.

As for why it wasn't just put on the front of the car......

Because this kind of long-distance train will change the head of the train halfway.

For example, when leaving Tianlin Station, this train is still an electric locomotive, but after arriving in Kent, it is replaced by a diesel locomotive.

After fixing the drone, Feng Xue thought for a while, took out the temporary plug-in equipment and hung it under the fuselage.

"Eternal God!" Feeling the versatility of several of his powers, Feng Xue made the best use of his things and the props master, and temporarily gave the characteristics of the phantom object of the plug-in equipment, and then went all the way back.

Looking at the word "death" in various fonts that kept appearing on the small book of the pen fairy, Feng Xue's desire to complain continued to rise, and while sprinkling salt and snow all the way, he also arranged the cameras of the drone terminal on the top of the follow-up carriages one by one, ensuring that even if there was a disjointed carriage, it could be found at the first time.

After a series of operations were completed, Feng Xue took out her pocket watch and glanced at it, but only ten minutes had passed, but considering the possible emergencies in the future, Feng Xue still decided to save the remaining outdoor work time, lifted the roof emergency channel, and re-drilled back into the warm and comfortable compartment.

Although the inside and outside of the car were also dim, it was not too much trouble for Kamen Rider with built-in night vision, and he was finally relieved after quickly returning to his room and making sure that Onimei, Mango, and Bread had not been refreshed.

"It's a lot this time, would you like to order it?"

The pen fairy who fell flutteringly beside Feng Xue quickly flipped through the small notebook and showed Feng Xue the word "death" written in various fonts on it, Feng Xue swept it at a glance and said directly:

"Just tell me how many."

"There are 177 in total, although the state is a bit weird, not like some serious ghost." The pen fairy clicked on the small notebook and reported a number, Feng Xue thought for a moment, and then said:

"It should be something like derivatives, you see if you can get a list, if you have a real name, just send them to school, but it's a pity that the hell of the part-time job is released, otherwise it's good to throw it directly into the factory to make screws."

When the pen fairy heard Feng Xue's words, his expression was slightly strange, but he still nodded, but before he drilled back into the pen, he didn't forget to add:

"I'm going to sort out the list slowly, what do you need to find Taibai!"

……

"What the hell, I wouldn't want to use it if I could!" Feng Xue threw away the pocket watch in her hand, her expression a little subtle.

But now is not the time to talk about this, he climbed into bed, covered himself with a quilt, took out his mobile phone, turned the brightness to the lowest, turned on the signal of the drone, displayed the picture captured by the camera, and finally settled down as he watched the outside world continue to fly backwards.

This relaxation, the previous feeling of exhaustion immediately came to my heart, in fact, there was no consumption at all day today, the only damage, but the moment that Tai Sui gave him to himself.

After all, it was his most released psychic sensitivity, and when he slashed down, it was like polishing nerve endings with a grinding wheel.

As Feng Xue gradually fell asleep, time passed little by little, and the moment the hour hand crossed 1 again, a strange friction sound mixed into the tremor of the train.

"!" Feng Xue, who had only slept for more than half an hour, woke up from her rest and forcibly swallowed a national curse into her stomach.

The direction of the locomotive on the phone did not change, he slid his finger and switched the cameras, except for the two cameras with a little frost on the surface, there was basically nothing abnormal.

In contrast, it was the frequent noise coming from under him that made his head even bigger.

Crunch, crunch, crunch......

It was as if the sound of scratching the plastic board with his fingernails came from the bed board under him, and there was a little tremor feeling, as if a person was lying under his bed, scratching the bed with his nails little by little.

"Good brother in the lower bunk?"

The corners of Feng Xue's mouth grinned slightly, under normal circumstances, this kind of thing can be killed directly, but in the instructions for riding this train, there are rules for building a good relationship with the upper and lower beds.

Feng Xue, who is easy to be woken up, waking up during sleep time is already a violation of the rules, and if she bullies the lower bunk again, she may be subject to some strange sanctions.

He who has already experienced the flight attendants will no longer have this train but his naïve thoughts, still maintaining the posture of wrapping himself in the quilt, just supporting the edge of the bed with both hands, making a push-up position, and quietly adjusting his breathing.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch......"

The ghost under the bed pulled up little by little, and as the bed board was dug through, only a thin layer of cushions remained, and the ghost who could already imagine the feeling of digging out the heart immediately sped up, but, at the moment when the bed was dug through, a face that was lit up by the mobile phone light in the quilt was revealing a strange smile.

“？？？” The ghost under the bed always felt that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to run, but before she could turn around, a hand reached out of the hole she had dug and grabbed her.

"Want to run? Come on, yours! ”

About the five-hour time difference, this is still the same sentence, this train is a realistic prototype, if you don't know, you can check the time difference between the woolly bear and the flower family and the Qiwu Sea, the Qiwu Sea and the flower family are a time zone, and the Mao Xiong and us are five hours apart.

In the final analysis, the time zone is not strictly based on the region, but according to the country, for example, the northern Xinjiang side is unified with the Central Plains in a time zone, resulting in sometimes it is still dark at nine o'clock.

ps:About deleting posts and banning words,I've said this many times.,In addition to scolding people as soon as I open my mouth.,Basically, I won't delete posts.,Even often put the whip corpse on top.,But Dianniang has a swallowing mechanism.,That is, if you send too many words in the same sentence.,Or too many lines between the posts.,Dianniang will treat you as a quarrel or something.,And then it's going to delete the post.,Sometimes it's more and there's a ban.,This has nothing to do with the author (and even sometimes the inexplicable speech is gone.)。

In addition, because there are no entries such as a list of muted readers in the background, there is nothing the author himself can do, and if anyone knows how to unmute them, they can say it, because the author himself is often banned for speaking in his own book (after all, you know how often the author replies to the intermittent posting)......

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