Even more unpredictable than a woman's heart is the weather on the sea.

One second it was calm and the night was quiet, and the next moment it was undulating and torrential rain.

The sudden rainstorm smashed the undulating sea, setting off a misty fog that obscured the stars and the moon.

The two parallel railroad tracks stretch symmetrically like the back of a giant beast rising out of the water, reaching out of sight.

The bean-sized dusk light suddenly lit up in the darkness, zooming in and brightening at a very fast rate.

Then the mist began to surge, as if a behemoth was stirring in it.

Airplanes!!!

The deafening roar came from far and near.

A majestic 'dragon head' smashed through the mist with an unstoppable momentum, tore through the waves, and dragged the bright yellow 'dragon body' on the railroad tracks.

The dragon travels on the waves, and the outside is safe inside.

This train, which ran back and forth between the empire mainland and the Japanese people's area, was named by the leader of the New Donglin Party himself, and was taken from the Confucian classics of "respecting the diligent king and rejecting the foreign people".

"Dear passengers, the 'Zhuyi' departing from Laizhou Prefecture has now entered the Yellow Sea."

"Due to the strong sea surface today, the train may shake slightly during the journey, please do not walk at will for the time being, and do not connect to the Huangliang Dream by yourself."

"If you feel unwell or have any other emergency, please contact the train station in time."

The VIP compartment with the metal nameplate of 'Haiyuesheng' is in the style of the typical Ming Empire.

The furnishings are all mahogany tables and chairs, the exquisite porcelain produced by the official kiln is placed on all sides, and the Hui ink rice paper is placed on the table, and the details everywhere are full of luxury, which is completely worthy of the expensive car price worth 30,000 treasure bills.

Mo Ke changed out of the uniform of the Tianzhihui Ink Attack Force that he was used to wearing, and sat in a mahogany Taishi chair, with his chin crossed with his hands, and watched the wind and rain outside the car through the porthole.

The torrential rain was pouring down, and the windows of the car were blurred, and the raindrops continued to flow down the glass.

In the distance, thunder surged in the sky, occasionally tearing through the thick clouds, and at this time a great moon could be glimpsed far brighter than on land.

The moonlight poured down, and you could see the raging tide that was scattered by the train.

"Sir, I just received the news that the young master was arrested by the Jinyi Guard of Laizhou Mansion on the way out of Lingshanwei."

Mojia Shanjun, whose face was covered with a layer of old skin, bowed behind Mo Ke and said.

"Zhai Mancang? This shameless villain has endured it for so many years, and finally found an opportunity to declare his personal vendetta. ”

"At the beginning, these eagle dogs and lackeys should have been completely driven out of the East Second Mansion, but now that the young master is in his hands, I am afraid that there will be more than one luck."

"That's his fate and fortune."

Mo Ke didn't see the slightest sadness on his face, "The tiger fights for the young beast, and the man leaves home for the child." Shanjun, you said that I went to compete for the quota of Juzitang for Mo Jin, is it a stupid move? ”

Shanjun was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Old cow licking calves, this is human nature. ”

"It's really not worth it to make my decades of struggle come to naught."

Mo Ke shook his head slightly, "Now I can finally understand why so many Orderers are keen to remove flesh and blood and replace it with mechanical bodies. The ethics are constant, the seven emotions and the six desires are just burdens for walking in the world. ”

"Sir, you don't have to be like this, anyway, now that the Ink Attack Force has become an empty shell, it is not worth remembering. All the belongings have been transferred to the Japanese area in advance, and we can make a comeback from there. ”

"It's not easy to talk about the comeback, the Japanese people are still under the control of the empire on the surface, but in fact, they have already been carved up by the four major companies and the Xuanfu Division. It's not easy for us to snatch food from outsiders from those people. ”

Shan Jun was noncommittal, but said lightly: "When we first joined the Ink Attack Force as soldiers, it was not easy. ”

"Haha."

Mo Ke burst out laughing, and recalled with a dear face: "Yes, at that time, Wu Xu had already fallen, and Mo Xu was about to become the next target to be besieged. The rangers are waiting, the craftsmen are sleepless day and night, and the manufacturing factories are roaring day and night, waiting for the order of the Elders, and they will die with the enemy. ”

Shan Jun took over the voice: "At that time, the enemy we faced was the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism that killed the red eye, and the Confucianism that followed behind and waited for the sword. Compared to these jackals, tigers and leopards, the current difficulties are only Erle. ”

Shanjun paused for a moment, "Even if we really don't have the slightest chance, we can still talk to the Wasteworld Group."

Mo Ke interrupted him, "You mean to take refuge in them? ”

"It's dormant."

Shanjun shook his head slightly: "The dragon has not been encountered, and it is still necessary to dive between the fish and turtles; If the gentleman loses time, he can only give up to the villain. But as long as you still have the ambition to soar to the sky, I believe that it is only a matter of time before your fortune prospers. ”

"Shanjun, when did you become crepe when you spoke? With your mask, I really look like a teaching master. ”

Mo Ke joked and said with a smile: "But we won't be reduced to the point of working for the Wasteland Group." Wait, it won't be long before the opportunity comes. ”

Shan Jun was taken aback and thoughtful: "What do you mean, the imperial court."

"These Japanese people are now becoming more and more arrogant, and the New Donglin Party has noticed their bad intentions. Now that this incident has happened, it can be regarded as a blessing and a curse. ”

"At least we have only offended Mo Xu at present, and we have not offended the New Donglin Party."

Mo Ke slowly straightened his body, leaned back in his chair, and raised his eyes to look at Mo Jia standing beside him.

"Shanjun, I made a deal with the Ming Ghost and the Wasteland Group, don't you blame me for being ruthless? Don't have the slightest chill? ”

"I don't agree, but I obey."

Shan Jun's tone was so calm that he couldn't make waves, "When I am a person, I do my best." When he was a ghost, he was unremarkable. To have today, it is all dependent on Mr. To be able to come to this world again, I can only care about the brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes in front of me, and I can only care about the flood behind me. ”

"The ghost and the Lord are two sides of the same coin."

Mo Ke sighed slowly: "The words of the old ancestor are honest, don't deceive my generation. ”

Rumble!

At this moment, a violent explosion suddenly came from outside the porthole.

The already restless sea immediately set off a huge wave, crashing into the train and shaking violently.

The lights of the dragon's scales flickered, the wheels of the emergency brakes rubbed against the railroad tracks, and the other passengers screamed in terror.

Panic and unease are spreading fast.

"Don't panic, passengers, the post guards will protect everyone's safety."

Rumble!

Another 'fire dragon out of the water' dragged the flame tail and flew down, blasting a huge gap in the top of the carriage where Mo Ke was.

The waves of flames blew through the mist, and the bleak wind and rain poured in through the gap.

"Mo Ke, you give your master death!"

Lord Ma's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth!

For Mo Ke, time seems to be infinitely stretched at this moment.

In the slow-motion frames, he saw the clear light of the moonlight scattered through the mist, the red eye full of anger, and the long knife that cut through the rain line.

I saw the fierce figure that seemed to be a demon lord descending from the sky and coming straight to him.

"Mountain-kun."

The flow of time returned to normal with Mo Ke's soft voice.

In the next moment, a cold glowing ink armor covered his body, and a hard shield extended from his arm.

And where the mountain monarch stood just now, there were only torn pieces of cloth and an old face all over the ground.

(End of chapter)