Now there is no need to care about what the reason is, resulting in a third of the fewer trains, this question is no longer relevant to Zhan Jingyi and them.

Zhan Jingyi gritted her teeth and rushed forward frantically, and Shen Qingcui also heard what was said on the radio just now, so she also understood what was going to happen, so even if she was upside down, she had to hold her breath, but she still didn't say a word.

As far as she can see now, at such a critical moment, Zhan Jingyi did not give up on her, but escaped with her, which already moved her a little.

But soon, Shen Qingcui looked at it, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, the direction in which Zhan Jingyi ran was not in the direction of the front of the car, but in the direction of the rear of the train.

Shen Qingcui immediately shouted to Zhan Jingyi: "No, did you run in the wrong direction?" ”

"No, I'm going to the back of the car, it's preventing us from finding the altar!"

It is unknown what the shadow used to make the train disappear in the middle, but there is no doubt that it was a trap in itself.

In the wild running, Zhan Jingyi felt that his chest was about to explode, after all, after he was injured, although he improved, there were still many internal injuries in his body, and he had not been well repaired.

And these subtle and almost invisible internal injuries will also affect his performance to a certain extent.

At this time, his body is like a 1.5T engine, driving on the plateau, accompanied by the roar of the engine, although the accelerator has been stepped on the end, but in fact, he can't even hang up the third gear.

But at this moment, his life is in danger, Zhan Jingyi can only run as hard as he can, because at least he can still run, compared to those who can't even run, he already feels lucky enough.

……

"Boom!"

Just as Zhan Jingyi pushed open the door of this carriage, suddenly the carriage under his feet began to bump unnaturally.

You know, there is not even a track underneath this train, how can there be bumps.

Shen Qingcui, who was held horizontally in his arms, put one hand around Zhan Jingyi's neck, and after feeling this strange bump, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the back of the carriage.

"Oh my God! Look at the back! ”

"I don't have time to look! Escape matters! ”

Zhan Jingyi didn't pay attention to Shen Qingcui's surprised words at all, although he also wanted to know what was going on behind him, but right now, he really didn't have time to look back.

"Buzz ......"

Under the piercing hum, Zhan Jingyi gradually felt that the more he ran, the more difficult it became, and the carriage was leaning backwards extremely quickly.

"Whirring ......"

Looking at the car door close at hand in front of him, Zhan Jingyi's pupils were gradually covered with bloodshots, and at this moment, the result of running at high speed made this somewhat weak body begin to be a little unbearable.

In a severe state of hypoxia, Zhan Jingyi's face became red, but in the face of such a critical life-and-death situation, his strong desire to survive was even more stimulated.

A wave of spiritual power gushed out from his already somewhat dry sea of spiritual power, and his body, which had already slowed down, began to speed up under the impetus of this spiritual power.

"Bang!"

He kicked open the door of the carriage in front of him, and the wind rushed in from outside the carriage, revealing another black carriage in front of him.

"Be careful!"

Zhan Jingyi hugged Shen Qingcui in his arms and jumped hard, and the two of them stood on the black carriage behind.

Stopping slightly, Zhan Jingyi looked back, and the carriage behind him began to twist and fall, which was originally connected to the lock of the train, but I don't know when, it had been artificially unloaded.

"Boom!"

At this time, the whole train shook violently, and three carriages in the middle fell into the black abyss with a bang, and soon disappeared.

"My God, fortunately, you moved quickly and found out in time, otherwise we would have died!!"

Looking at the few carriages that fell into the deep abyss below and finally disappeared in front of them, Shen Qingcui couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

And their carriage was far away from the rest of the carriage pulled by the locomotive in front, but miraculously, their carriage was suspended in mid-air, although they could not leave, but it seemed that there was no danger for the time being.

But in the long run, it's a dead end, a dead end.

They still think that they have been a stable general, who knows that other people's chess is high, no matter whether you are black or white, for a while, all of them will be lifted for you.

At this time, I really have to thank the call on the radio that made Zhan Jingyi realize that the situation was not good in time.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that now, they have followed those carriages and fallen into the abyss forever, and they will never recover.

……

"Let's go!! Go in and see that altar! ”

Now, Zhan Jingyi also wants to see clearly what that black shadow is.

Shen Qingcui first treated the wound with her clothes again, feeling her weak body, her only thought was to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise, if she came a few more times, I was afraid that she would really die here.

"Buzz ......"

Zhan Jingyi saw that Shen Qingcui was unharmed, made a gesture to tell her to be careful, and then reached out to open the door of the carriage where the altar was stored.

As soon as the door was opened, before anyone entered, Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui smelled a strong smell of blood.

When the two looked into the carriage, they found that there was a bloody corpse in the carriage!

Who's this? It can't be Liu Zhen or Lang Yifeng, right??

Zhan Jingyi and Shen Qingcui were lying in front of the carriage door, their vigilant eyes carefully looked at the inside of the carriage in front of them, the bloody corpse was lying on the floor on its back, and it was no longer possible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"It should be a man!"

After looking at it for a while, Zhan Jingyi suddenly spoke.

Shen Qingcui was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked at the corpse in front of her, this corpse didn't even have clothes, as if it had been roasted by fire, although the probability of looking at the skeleton man was very high, but she didn't dare to be as sure as Zhan Jingyi.

Seeing Shen Qingcui's puzzled eyes, Zhan Jingyi stretched out his hand and pointed at the corpse's feet: "Look, his boots!" ”

I saw that although the clothes on the corpse had been burned to ashes, the boots on the feet were retained, and the black leather boots were covered with dark red blood and dust.

But it can still be seen that this is a pair of hiking boots worn by a man.

……

"Look! Is that an altar? ”

Suddenly, Shen Qingcui pointed his finger, and Zhan Jingyi looked at it fixedly, only to see that there was an altar in the center of the carriage.

This altar is carved from a gray stone, in a circular form, divided into two layers, covering an area of about two or three meters, it does not look particularly large, the surface of the stone is covered with moss, carved with a series of mysterious runes.

A clay pot was placed on the second floor of the altar, and the black pot was closed by two white seals.

Even though the two of them are still quite far away now, they can still feel that there is a special aura on the clay pot that seems to be wrapped around it.

"I think, nine times out of ten, this thing is the ghost, it's not good, the shadow we saw before is this thing."

Seeing this clay pot, Shen Qingcui speculated in a low voice, Zhan Jingyi's expression was a little solemn, and he shook his head, indicating that he was not sure.

"It doesn't matter if he's or not, let's just throw this clay pot away!"

Shen Qingcui saw that Zhan Jingyi didn't speak, and was about to stand up, but as soon as her body moved slightly, cold sweat rolled down her forehead.

It's good that I don't move, but when I move, I feel a heart-rending pain in my abdomen and back, and my face turns pale for a while.

After all, after such a crazy toss before, the injury was not light, and she was still able to hold on under the high mental tension before, and she was a little relieved at this time.

Suddenly, she only felt a huge pain in her back and abdomen, and immediately surged like a tide, making Shen Qingcui so painful that she almost couldn't grasp the handrail of the carriage and almost fell off the carriage.

"You take a rest first, I'll do it!!"

Seeing Shen Qingcui's face turned pale and her eyebrows furrowed deeply, knowing that she was in very poor health at the moment, Zhan Jingyi hurriedly pulled her into the carriage and sat down, and at the same time, he was not in a hurry to go to the altar to move the clay pot.

After all, I don't know what this altar does, and I don't know what's in this clay pot.

At this moment, Zhan Jingyi was standing in front of the corpse instead, carefully looking at the corpse in front of him, he was definitely not Liu Zhen or Lang Yifeng's body now, so who was this corpse?

But for now, the question doesn't really matter.

Looking at the clay pot on the altar in front of him, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but hesitate, he didn't know why, he always felt that everything here was a little too weird and a little unreal.

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