"You were saved by a fairy, I don't believe you ask your brother."

Chen Wushuang saw that she was alive again, and a stone in his heart could be regarded as letting go, he pointed to a box of lunch on the coffee table by the window and said:

"I specially left it for you, egg fried rice, it's fragrant."

The rice was already cold, but because it was summer, the cold rice was not unacceptable, so Mo Zigui handed the lunch box to Mo Siniang.

Chen Wu leaned back in both directions and continued to text Qiuli:

[Mo Siniang woke up, thank you, Mo Zigui's matter, you can actually ask him in person, although he has an elm head, a bad temper, and a bad look, he will definitely say what he can say. 】

After Chen Wushuang secretly slandered a few words of Mozigui, he was in a happy mood.

Akiri glanced at the text message and didn't reply.

The rain outside the window was loud, and she suddenly thought of something, jumped up, turned on the light, pulled up the curtains, rushed out of bed, and did it all in one go.

First took out the turtle and put it in the basin under the bed, then took out a square of ink, and quickly grinded it.

The dying appearance of the "wordless book" looks extraordinarily sad.

When the "wordless book" was written on four sheets of paper, a line of words slowly emerged:

[Woo woo, I thought I was going to hang ......]

Qiuli clasped her hands together, "If you hang up, I will definitely bury you." ”

[Qiuli, you have become bad......] After a line of words appeared in the "wordless book", a paragraph immediately appeared:

[Refine the lotus flower quickly, and let it be engraved with your brand, otherwise it will be a pity to be taken away.] 】

Qiu Li pursed her lips and said, "It's late, I was preemptively booked by the red ghost, I'm not sure if she will kill me once she knows that I am holding what she specified." ”

[Whoever got it first, she has a bad brain, maybe she has forgotten it. The "wordless book" continues to incite Akiri.

Qiu Li's heart moved, the red ghost's brain is indeed not good, and her memory is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and there is a high probability that she has forgotten what she said.

"How to refine?" Akiri asked.

[Bite your finger and drop a drop of blood on its stamen.] 】

Akiri looked at her slender fingers, and was about to stab again.

Summoning the lotus, Qiu Li was surprised to find a cluster of golden stamens in the black lotus, which was extremely eye-catching, the petals had all been opened, and two black villains sat on the stamens one left and one right.

The moment Qiu Li dripped the blood on her fingers onto the stamens, the wind suddenly became rapid outside the window.

A red figure stepped in.

Qiu Li was frightened, and quickly stuffed the lotus back to the sea of knowledge, and before she could put away the "wordless book", it had already returned to Qiu Li's sea of knowledge in an instant.

"Who are you?" The red ghost asked, "Why do I think you're familiar?" ”

Qiu Li shook off the blood that continued to fall from her fingers, took out a tissue to cover it, and said helplessly: "I am your old acquaintance of the Ghost King Cave, my name is Qiu Li, where did you go in the afternoon?" What's the matter with the ringtone? ”

The red ghost's face turned confused, and she looked at Akiri and said, "How do I think I've lost something." ”

She glanced down at the inkstone, smelled the scent of ink, and her dark eyes showed a hint of clarity for a moment.

"King." The aura on her body suddenly skyrocketed, the cold mist dispersed, and Akiri watched the window panes crack inch by inch, and the devastated car window glass finally completed its mission.

The wind outside the window blew in, the curtains fluttered, and she rubbed her frozen numb arms and said in distress: "Sister Red Ghost, you restrain a little." ”

A hint of annoyance appeared on the red ghost's white bloodless face, "Those formations are really hateful. ”

She suddenly threw a piece of iron at Qiu Li and said, "You keep it for me." As soon as the words fell, the whole person floated backwards, and there was no trace of anyone in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Li glanced down at the iron piece in her hand, dizzy for a while, she glanced away and looked at the analytical text next to her:

[Control &* Formation 1/36.]

There are a total of 36 pieces of the complete formation, and the controllable level is #¥ or above the ghost thing, once this thing cannot be aggregated, the ghost thing will gradually wake up and escape, remember to ......]

The garbled characters in the middle are probably not enough to understand their own level.

Qiu Li sighed, put it away, and then put away the ink, brush, and inkstone on the table.

Sorted out a few pieces of clothes and put them in the suitcase, bent down to hold the turtle basin, dragged the suitcase with one hand, opened the door, and the wind immediately swept into the corridor, making a screaming sound.

She quickly closed the door with her backhand.

Fortunately, it was late at night, and with the tossing and turning of the day, the passengers had all gone back to their rooms, and the corridors were empty.

Akinashi stood in the hallway, and the fifth car was the internal staff accommodation car, which was different from the luxury boxes of the soft sleeper.

Internal staff boxes are arranged symmetrically.

His own room is No. 2, and opposite is the dormitory of the No. 1 conductor; Box 3, where several of his subordinates lived; Box 5 is occupied by cleaners; Nos. 4 and No. 6 are the conductor's and security officers' boxes.

In other words, she would either go and squeeze with the cleaners, or go to the dormitory of the missing conductor for a few days.

The train was full, and Akiri walked to the opposite door as if she was resigned, the No. 1 door was locked, and she held the "Black Black Feather" in her hand and stepped into the room with her suitcase and turtle basin in an instant.

Turning on the light, the dormitory was extremely simple, with a handbag on the floor and a towel hanging by the window. Toiletries are placed in a basin on a washstand behind the door.

The beds are bunk beds and are neatly furnished.

Qiu Li climbed to the top bunk and changed the sheets, she really worked hard for her life, she made it with a sad face, and then climbed down, changed the ink for the turtle, and stuffed it under the bed.

Turning off the light and going to bed, she glanced at her watch, 12 o'clock.

[How's the battle going?] 】

Qiu Li sent a text message to "Unparalleled in the World".

Chen Wushuang was lying on the bed, watching the game announce today's numbers, the numbers jumped out, and the two sides of the game were almost the same.

Akiri's avatar jumped, and he looked at the woman whose name was: "Eat on time every day", and then thought of the fact that she had brought cakes, coffee and other food with valuable storage props, and suddenly felt that the name was well deserved.

Clicking on it, he immediately replied: [Not equal, draw. 】

After a few more moments, the communicator was silent.

Over there, Akiri glanced at his reply, stretched, shrunk into the quilt, and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Too many things have happened in these two short days, even if Qiu Li has strong physical fitness, she can't bear it.

The sound of rain pounding on the glass, a dim mist enveloping the train in the drizzle, Akiri frowned, and fell into a dream, like all the passengers of this train who had fallen asleep.

On the dim railroad tracks, Qiu Li was wearing the pajamas she wore when she slept, holding a pair of sneakers in her hand, she looked left and right, put on her shoes, and followed behind a group of people, no one spoke, and many of the people who walked, many Qiu Li felt familiar.

These people are all passengers on the train.

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