I looked out the window. I don't know where the train stops, but you can see a wide and flat staircase, about dozens of floors, stretching upward. It is quite similar to the platform of the Red Castle, except that there is a navy blue blanket that runs from the gate at the end of the stairs to the train door.

On top of the long carpet are rose flowers embroidered with gold thread, which are multitude, stacked and falling, gorgeous and noisy, as if they are scrambling to burst out of the long carpet.

"As for it?" I heard my sister say in a whisper.

"It depends on who. Jicheng answered. There was his usual smile in his tone. I didn't have to look at him to know that he must be giggling with the corners of his mouth twitching upwards on one side.

At the top of the steps, the gate opened, and several servants in gray and blue shirts in a hurry, carrying uniformly sized cages, walked down the steps of the train. The blue clothes fluttered, and two people walked out from behind the gate, one was the slender and graceful, pale and mouthless Lord of Blue Qiang Castle knocking on the moon, and the other was the cold and boring, pale and mean blue-shirted boy Luoying!

As soon as I saw him, my heart was blocked!

I saw Knock Moon leaning sideways towards Luoying, tilting her head, her eyes fixed on the latter's face, and whispering in her mouth. Luoying shook his hands on the long carpet and walked forward, his neck was stiff, he didn't want to accommodate the moon at all, his eyes were empty and unfocused. Rao was so, he still looked stunningly beautiful, illuminating the entire platform in the darkness.

A person without a soul can be so beautiful without burden. I thought coldly. I think of the vanishing blue dragon. Does he dare to say that he has no responsibility at all?

A little bit of hatred rose up. Like the holes dug by crabs on the beach, they are small and dense, waiting for the sea to wash and pour back, and then you can feel at ease.

I stared at his unflawed face, watching him come on the rose. The wind poured in from the platform, lifting his navy blue robe, revealing the snow-white jacket under the robe.

He saw me. I saw me sitting by the window in the middle of the train. The gaze rested on my face, not like looking at a person, but at one—a plate, or, a roll of paper. He turned his eyes away and nodded briefly at Knock Moon, as if it was rusty and very stiff. He walked into the carriage.

The moment he stepped into the carriage, he heard a strange sound "zizz", as if someone was scraping the top of the carriage, and the lights in the carriage flickered on and off, and after a few repetitions, the lights went out.

Suddenly there was darkness in front of me. I'm afraid of the dark. When the wind passed, someone rushed over, sat down next to me, put his arm around my shoulder, and whispered, "My brother is here." ”

I subconsciously reached out to ring him, but somehow, quietly shrank back again.

Just for a moment, "Brush!", the lights came on again. I stood up and looked around. Huahai and Jicheng also got up, their faces full of suspicion. The elder brother didn't say anything and sat back in his place.

There was nothing unusual in the carriage - except that Luo Ying was seated. Sitting at the back of the carriage far from us.

My cheeks burned for no apparent reason. Turning my face away, there was a pair of cold eyes outside the car window, staring at me tightly, and the cold poured down on my face. It's knocking on the moon. Obviously, she didn't like me.

The car drove off.

Through. Walking in the dark all the time. It seems like there is no end. I don't know where I'm going. With my sister in front and my brother by my side, I gradually calmed down and became drowsy.

"Meiyi, wake up, let's go eat. "Someone nudged me and whispered in my ear.

I jumped to my feet. Don't stop me!

I was too anxious to get up, my feet were soft, and my sister held me and giggled: "What's the hurry, you have something to eat." It's also true, I haven't had a serious meal for more than ten years, and I guess we won't eat it for you, and it's not enough to fill your stomach worm!"

"Stomach worms? What stomach worms? Do I have a worm in my stomach?" I asked her nervously.

"Yes, of course, hovering under your chubby belly, hungry......" my sister said as she stretched out her hand in an exaggerated motion.

I felt nauseous, and I reached out to pull the robe on my body, and my brother said lightly: "I know that she is not sensible, and I want to scare her." Alright, come with me. As he spoke, he took my hand and walked towards the back of the carriage. My sister and Yoshiro are behind.

In the last row, Luo Ying sat upright, did not get up, looked out the window with a gloomy face.

I pulled my brother's sleeve, and my brother understood it and said softly: "Don't worry, I will call him." ”

When I got to De Luoying, I saw that my brother opened his mouth and was about to call him to go with him, he turned his head, his eyes "brushed" on my face, and his brown eyes were like gathered wilted leaves, waiting to exude a curling smell of decay.

I was so shocked that I didn't dare to look at him again.

Without waiting for his brother to speak, he stood up, his head slightly, and motioned for us to go first. The posture is extremely elegant, like flowing water, warm and silent.

I didn't squint, I passed him, and out of the corner of my eye, I still saw his slender hand hanging down at my side. Suddenly, there was a deep chill.

The first meal on the train.

The restaurant is located in a carriage after our seated carriage. There were no seats, only an oval dining table with six dining chairs. On the table, a fine snow-white tablecloth that fell to the ground was neatly arranged, a round vessel with yellow and gold patterns, next to a thin red spoon, and in the center of the table were colored fruits in a glass bowl and two large silver pots. There is a small sign in front of each set of cutlery, and the small sign has each of our names written on it. We sit by name.

I wrapped a mouthful of saliva and swallowed it before I dared to speak: "Brother, when will that person arrive?"

"Who? We're here. The elder brother said strangely.

"Huh?" I pointed to the empty chair at the head of the table, "who is that for?"

The elder brother glanced at the empty chair, paused, and said gently, "I don't know." Ignore it. I wanted to ask again, but he had already taken the red spoon and tapped it on the edge of the bowl.

The elder brother raised his voice and said: "Candidates for the new monarch, at this moment, the train is moving, and your road to the king has officially begun. A year later, the end will be, or a new king will be crowned, or the soul will be gone......"

I glanced at the three of them, Jicheng looked down on the tableware in front of him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were faintly smiling; Huahai palmed each other, dignified on the dining table in front of him, snow-white and delicate, like a closed flower, his eyes were level-level at the bright fruit on the table, without blinking; Luoying, only him, leaned idly on the side of the chair, the corners of his mouth were lazy, but his eyes were overcome, over the bottles and cans on the table, directly towards me. I caught his eyes, the wind was so strong that it seemed to be about to be swept away, and there seemed to be a whistling sound in my ears.

I reached out and grabbed the edge of the table.

"But, before the end, there are five extremely difficult tasks waiting for you, and you have to retrieve five holy relics. There is no second way for you to go but to work together and give it your all. Because whether you get one less relic or lose a team member, what awaits you is the breaking of the contract, and the Holy King will re-select the new king candidates, and everything will start from scratch. Therefore, the desire to win is left to the end, everything will be known when the time comes, and what you have to do now is: get back the five things, and all the kings are complete!" the elder brother said in a deep voice. The tone was more serious than ever.

"I am Chuanyun, the king candidate servant. A faithful and as impartial recorder as possible. This is Meiyi, a learner and practitioner. You can ask for help when you need to, and we'll do our best. Speaking of this, my brother looked around at everyone, saw that no one had any questions, and nodded and said, "Okay, please eat." ”

"How can you guarantee the 'fairest record possible'? Aren't you the brother of the Red Castle Painting the Sea?" Luo Ying suddenly spoke, her tone languid, but her eyes aggressive.

"At the end of each day, the record of the day will be reviewed by your candidates, and if there is any discrepancy, it will be checked and re-recorded immediately, and then signed and confirmed by the three of you, so that it is valid and can be presented to the Holy King in the future. Do you have any other questions?" said my brother.

"Yes. Luo Ying raised her hand and pointed at me, her face was not turned over, she just looked at her brother (cut! is not looking at me right now), and said in a very hard tone: "That stupid fat girl, she is just a human being, and she has been sleeping soundly for several years, and she is stupid as you can imagine.

I was getting my brother's order, so I got up and went to get the big silver kettle, and as soon as my hand touched the handle of the silver kettle, I heard Luo Ying say this, and I was stunned.

Hearing a "squeak" sound, Jicheng pushed away his chair, stood up quickly, and said hurriedly: "Anyway, I want to ask you to retract what you just said! Please respect yourself. ”

"It's naïve, it's obviously stupid! Luo Ying sneered.

I kept the same position I had just been, my mouth wide open. It is the best footnote to his evaluation.

"Whoosh-", a red light flashed, shooting straight towards Luoying.

It turned out that my sister was really angry, so she picked up the red spoon on the table and threw it at Luoying.

Seeing that the thin spoon had reached Luoying's head, he was about to poke him, but he saw that his eyelids did not move, his sleeves brushed, and the thin spoon suddenly turned around and flew towards the sea of paintings.