At least from the notes of Niu Fushan that they have already known, Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui know very well that the shadow seems to have no other means but to rely on chatting with Niu Fushan to coax him.

It's a pity that until Niu Fushan was trapped here, this shadow still couldn't gain his trust, so at this time, Zhan Jingyi was a little curious, and he didn't know what kind of means this shadow had.

"Wait! Listen, what's the sound? ”

At this time, Shen Qingcui suddenly pricked up her ears and listened carefully, vaguely as if she had heard something.

It's just that the sound is very small, or very far away, so I don't listen carefully.

Zhan Jingyi heard Shen Qingcui's reminder, and also put down the canned beef in his hand, held his breath, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

"Save ...... Help ......"

There was a faint cry for help, if it weren't for the fact that the train was in this darkness, without the roar of the train wheels running over the tracks, such a faint sound would not have been heard at all.

"There are living people!"

"Is it a trap?"

Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui raised their heads at the same time and said in unison, but the content of what they said was different, but it was certain that the direction of the voice seemed to be the shouts of living people, but it happened to appear at this time.

For this sudden sound, Zhan Jingyi's first reaction was a trap.

Using living people as bait to lure them into a trap?

Originally, Zhan Jingyi was a spiritual power mutant, and he could use his spiritual power to check everything around him in an instant, but after falling out of the spatial crack this time, his spiritual power was still seriously damaged, and even the sea of spiritual power was about to wither.

Therefore, now as long as he uses his mental power, he feels like a headache, so for a while, he tries not to use his mental power, after all, the recovery of mental power will not be so fast.

Therefore, he can only use some stupid methods to investigate now, instead of using his mental power flexibly as before.

……

"Then what if it's Niu Fushan, or someone else?"

When Shen Qingcui heard Zhan Jingyi's words, she also realized that maybe this was a trap, and she was a little embarrassed, although at this time, it might be very dangerous to rush to save the dead and help the injured.

But the situation at this moment is a bit special, if it is really Niu Fushan who shouts for help, it may really be saved.

After all, Niu Fushan must have clues that they don't know, such as the mysterious altar mentioned on the radio.

At the same time, Zhan Jingyi thought that perhaps, the person who shouted for help was one of the two guys, Liu Zhen and Lang Yifeng.

These two people seem to be insignificant, but after disappearing for so long, they have reappeared here, and it is hard to guarantee that these two guys have encountered something strange, and maybe it may be of great help to solve the problem.

In short, now that they are in this situation, if they want to get out of here, they must get more information, so in line with the principle of one more person and more strength, Shen Qingcui advocates saving people.

After thinking for a while, Zhan Jingyi nodded, did not speak, but also acquiesced.

However, there is still a hidden point in Zhan Jingyi's heart, that is, maybe he can use this rescue to see if he can draw out that shadow.

As for whether the person who called for help is Niu Fushan or someone else, he can save it, but if he really can't catch it, then he can't blame others, after all, the current environment is too weird.

After a brief exchange between the two, they unanimously decided to go and see the situation first, and after a simple preparation, they lit two torches, and the two headed in that direction.

This direction is exactly the carriage they have not yet entered, in fact, this train, as a train to transport troops to the front line, naturally does not need to think about it in terms of comfort.

Most of the soldiers were sent into tin cans that resembled containers, with no windows, no tables or chairs.

There were only a few trains that could really be counted in the carriages, and they were all for the officers.

After passing through the kitchen and entering another carriage, the cry for help became clear.

……

"It's really Niu Fushan."

When they walked here, according to this voice, the two of them could hear that the person calling for help should be Niu Fushan.

To be honest, at this moment, Zhan Jingyi was a little disappointed in his heart, and this time he thought that he would meet some new people, because new changes often represent different information.

"How could it be him? How could he be here? ”

Last time this guy cut the rope and ran away on his own, but now he is here, which has to arouse suspicion.

Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui whispered, carefully approached the carriage in front of them, through the glass of the carriage door, leaned over to take a look, under his spiritual vision, he saw that the carriage was pitch black, and there was nothing in it.

Wait for the two of them to follow the voice of the cry for help and take a look.

Only then did I see that at the top of the carriage, Niu Fushan was wrapped in a sticky lump of meat paste like a zongzi, and his body was firmly wrapped in it.

Now only one head is exposed, and the weak cry for help is what he shouted.

"No monsters?"

The two carefully looked at every corner of the carriage, but it was certain that there were no monsters in this carriage at all, except for Niu Fushan.

And not only is there no monster here, inside and outside the carriage, Zhan Jingyi also did not notice the trace of that shadow.

But one thing Zhan Jingyi was sure of was that that shadow must be hidden somewhere around, quietly monitoring their every move.

"What to do, to save or not to save?"

Before coming here, both of them thought that the scene would be uncontrollable for a while, and even that kind of tension.

As a result, when I came here, I found that there was nothing in this carriage except for the wailing Niu Fushan.

But it was because nothing was found here that made people feel even more abnormal, which made the two of them so jealous.

As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge an open gun and a dark arrow is hard to defend, knowing that it may be a trap, but you can't see what's wrong, and that's the most worrying part.

……

But now that the arrow is on the line, it can't be done if you don't send it, so Zhan Jingyi thought about it, and this time let Shen Qingcui guard outside the door, and he simply kicked the door of the carriage open.

There was a crisp "bang".

The sudden sound made Niu Fushan's decadent spirit startled, and when he saw Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui outside the door, he saw a look of hope in his eyes.

Tears of excitement flowed down his eyes, before this, Niu Fushan cursed Liu Yishan countless times for this bastard and that female soldier, but when he saw the two of them at this time, he cried with joy.

"Lao Liu, I'm here, come and save me!"

Niu Fushan shouted, hoping that Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui could immediately rescue him from this sticky mass of meat sauce.

Not to mention how it felt to be hung on it, it was this sticky mass of meat sauce that wrapped him, and it made Niu Toyama feel sick and go crazy.

It's a pity that although his call for help was urgent, Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui, who were standing outside the door, didn't even move, but their faces were vigilant, and they kept observing the movements around them.

Zhan Jingyi didn't speak, but looked at Shen Qingcui and motioned for her to ask.

Shen Qingcui on the side comprehended, did not refuse, but lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at Niu Fushan in the air with a sneering look: "Hehe, Captain Niu, you haven't answered our question before." ”

I thought that the two of them would save themselves quickly, but they never thought that at this time, the female soldier in front of them was still asking themselves such an inconsequential question.

Suddenly, Niu Fushan couldn't help but breathe, and the hope in his eyes couldn't help but turn into anger, and he screamed violently.

"Bastards, you two bastards, hurry up and let me go! Liu Yishan, are you deaf? Why don't you speak, don't you see, I'm stuck here? ”

Zhan Jingyi ignored his meaning, and even simply turned his body around, looking at the glass around him with indifferent eyes, hoping to see the clues of that shadow from it.

Shen Qingcui didn't even hear Niu Fushan's roar, but played with the tips of his hair hanging down with a finger, and continued casually: "About that altar, what kind of altar is it, can you say it now?" ”

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