The silence in the subway tunnel is like death, like the scene before the ghost probe of a horror movie, which makes people's hearts hang little by little.

Walking along the tunnel, he saw the platform at the end, when Chen Mo walked on the platform, the ground shook, and the light in the deep tunnel pierced out like Li Jian, it stopped in front of Chen Mo, red and white monotonous paint, and the sign "Black Stone - Eight Kings' Tomb" was hung in front of the train.

But BJ's subway map never has the westernmost station called "Black Stone".

It's a ghost train that leads to the unknown.

Very good.

A smile bloomed on Chen Mo's face, and the arrival of the train showed that the law of the Nibelungen believed that he was a human being, and it was difficult for humans to survive in the Nibelungen, which was dying everywhere, so the creator of this realm made the train a safe zone.

That's where humanity lives.

The train came to a standstill, the doors slowly opened, the air swelled, and the smell of decay and decay emanated from the carriages.

"Looks like there's another unlucky ghost." A faint voice echoed in the carriage, as if greeting the new guests.

"Can you explain what you mean by being unlucky?" Chen Mo smiled brightly, "Young! There are still acquaintances! ”

When Chen Mo walked into the car, the door was closed, and on the other side, two black shadows stuck up, one left and one right, and before he could make a move, Chen Mo turned around and said hello with a smile.

"Chen Mo? Are you dead or alive? ”

"Say such unfortunate things when you meet again after a long absence, Gao Mi, do you have any emotional intelligence? No wonder you can't catch up with your sister when you go to school. ”

Kassel Academy Level 04, Alchemy Mechanics Department, Gao Mi, Executive Department Specialist; Level 05, Department of Mechanics, Wan Boqian, Commissioner of the Executive Department.

"You bastard don't have the right to talk about me!"

"My emotional intelligence is only open to ladies, you are bored in the room all day long, doing nerds, what euphemism and good things can I tell you?" Chen Mo sneered: "Don't say win me, you want to pass the Fingal test."

"You like to rub salt on people's wounds, don't you?" Gao Mi glared angrily at Chen Mo.

The carriage was quiet for a few seconds, but both of them smiled and hugged each other.

Gao Mi, Kassel Academy scored third in mathematics, third in the lowest, and third in the highest.

The first is a supercomputing thing for exams, and the second is a real genius who knocks on mature AI by hand.

"Tell me about it."

Gao Mi was silent for a moment at this time, and suddenly sighed.

"This is an alchemy labyrinth, you should know better than me what an alchemy labyrinth is."

"That's not what I'm asking," Chen Mo said, "have you figured out the rules of the gatekeeper and the maze?" ”

"Texas Hold'em, the janitor is a scythe queen, winning it at the table will allow us to enter the depths of the Nibelungen, where there will probably be a dragon king, if we don't win we will get chips in other ways, we have been here for almost a month, and the body will not die without food and water, it will only get drier and drier."

"Let's talk about the bets." Chen Mo asked the question that knew how to answer.

"Your bet is your loneliness." Wan Boqian said softly.

"Is there such a thing as loneliness that can also be quantified?" Chen Mo said.

"God knows what the principle is," Gao Mi shook his head with a wry smile, "The dealer will issue it according to our state of mind, and the criterion for judging is loneliness, I really don't know who designed such a rule." ”

After nearly a month of not eating or drinking, the man who had become a wandering spirit sat down on the cold seat, his eyes were misty and there was no light.

"It looks at you and knows how lonely you are, how many chips you can get, and when we don't have chips, we go to the subway, go around in circles endlessly, and when we get back to the table, we play the next round according to the chips it gives."

Gao Mi clenched Wan Boqian's hand, and his voice was difficult: "This subway will keep moving forward in the maze, if I hug and talk to her, I will get fewer chips; If we ignore anyone, or even get angry and quarrel, we will be able to get more chips, or even just hold her hand, and we will have fewer chances of leaving. ”

Chen Mo replied with a wonderful expression:

"The man who created this labyrinth was either a devil from hell or a poor creature who was also afraid of loneliness, or both, and the latter knew the horror of loneliness, so he came up with such a labyrinth with a devilish brain."

"It sounds real, pathetic and hateful." Gao Mi laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Can't you beat the dealer?" Chen Mo asked, then shook his head and gave an answer: "No, what you can win, it's just that you still want to take someone away, so you've been waiting for more unlucky ghosts, such as me, such as.... He. ”

Chen Mo pointed to the corner of the train, the dry bone that had been mocking at the beginning,

It was supposed to be a fat man with a round face, and he looked probably honest and thick, but when the skin and flesh were thin, he looked like a hellish ghost, and greed and inferiority were written on the bone frame.

Shinnosuke Fujiwara.

"Have you seen me?" The bone frame asked positively, with a characteristic hint of flattery in his voice.

"I've seen your photos, Gattuso's dogs, or the fiercest, of course to see how they look."

Fujiwara Shinnosuke's expression twitched obviously, obviously not expecting his secret identity to be revealed at the first meeting.

Wait a minute!?

Can his current face still match the round-faced man in the photo?

He was obviously somewhat self-aware of his current state, and it was clear that what was reflected in the train window was not a person, but a ghost, an unlucky ghost who had starved to death.

"Pompeii sent you?" Chen Mo curiously observed the mental fluctuations of the skeleton shelf.

It doesn't seem to be, it's Gattuso's Council of Elders, both of them are probably aware of the fact that there is a primordial species under BJ, but they haven't done it for a long time.

He should have put a lot of pressure on him, what is Pompey's confidence?

Chen Mo waved his hand, ignored the skeleton shelf with a somewhat cloudy face, and sat down.

Odin and Pompeii, and possibly Ange, or even more.

Either way, the keel cross is a good thing, or a pair in pairs, don't be in vain......

Obviously, the risk of dying the dragon king is even less.

How to decide?

The train stopped at the platform, the old place made of cement, the corners were pasted with green tiles, the white-plastered walls were peeling off badly, like the framing of a Hong Kong-style horror movie, and the big characters of "Fushouling Station" were painted on the wall in red, which was shocking.

The most terrifying thing is that under the incandescent lamp directly in front of it sits a real monster.

A scythe.

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