MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 157 Endless Train (23)

The moon wheel has slowly floated back into Yan Wei's hands.

He first saved Xu Miaomiao by getting stuck at the zero point of his undead skill, and now he uses the most profound ability of the moon wheel without body index and perception. As soon as the wheel came back into his hands, he swayed, barely standing still.

Yan Wei took a deep breath, ignoring her cleanliness, raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her cuff.

The light and shadow swayed slightly as the train went. Outside the sliding door of the sleeping room, Yan Mingguang stood beside Xu Miaomiao and reached out to Yan Wei: "Come out. You should rest."

He looked out through the dim white light, and could only vaguely see the outline of Yan Mingguang, but could not see the other party's expression. But it must be cold with a unique gentleness.

Yan Wei subconsciously bypassed Ding Xiao and Xu Miaomiao and walked to Yan Mingguang's side.

Lin Qing is right.

He was just playing dumb.

Even if he knows that he still lacks some subtle but crucial memories, even if he knows that Yan Mingguang still hides some things from him, even if he knows that his missing subtle memories may be closely related to Yan Mingguang's secrets, he also Unconditionally feel that this person will not betray him.

In retrospect, the last time I went to the top-level dungeon, the maliciously pretending Yan Mingguang in the dungeon was far from the one in front of me. That unpopular malicious person will only rely on the convenience of the building to absorb all the evil thoughts flowing in the world in the building, and drill some loopholes in the rules, and the whole body is full of rotten and dirty aura. Even if this thing had the same face as Yan Mingguang, it was a totally different feeling.

He was really confused at the time, he could admit it wrong.

Xu Miaomiao was helped by Ding Xiao who was attached to the puppet. Ding Xiao seemed to be a little dazed. She was thinking about something with her head lowered. Xu Miaomiao had a big ups and downs. At this moment, she couldn't say anything, so her eyes were red and she waited silently for Ding Xiao to come back to her senses.

Lin Qing still stood at the back with a serious expression, and walked around cautiously. He didn't have any big fluctuations from beginning to end, and he didn't feel sad and regret this kind of emotion that would drag down the stairs.

Yan Wei used Yan Mingguang's strength to stand firm and whispered, "It came to me before the accident tonight."

Yan Mingguang turned his head sideways, lowered his eyes and looked at him, his expression paused.

"He wanted to trick me into giving up, but I ignored him and left without saying anything else." Yan Wei raised his eyes and deliberately met Yan Mingguang's gaze, "It came looking for him. Have you ever? We are all players who came to the top but came back to format."

Yan Mingguang's eyes moved slightly, thinking of what happened when Cai and Ding Xiao were in the sleeper room.

Then…

Because he moved the folder that triggered the death, he held it for a very long time, and before the time to turn off the lights, the dirty things quietly appeared beside him.

Ding Xiao was watching from the lower bunk opposite, the dirty things first floated out of the shadows under the lower bunk, and then there were many ghosts poking out from front, back, left and right. Yan Mingguang raised his hand and easily held down the surrounding ghosts. The narrow sleeper room seemed to have been hit by the pause button, and everything was still.

Ding smiled and sighed: "You are still the same..."

She said, suddenly stopped moving.

Yan Mingguang knew what happened.

In front of him, the ghost closest to him moved, his blue lips moved slightly, and misty laughter came from all directions.

The man laughed maliciously for a while, and said to him: "I've saved my strength for a long time, I wanted to attach myself to Yan Wei for a few minutes to talk to you, why did you put a piece of me on him? What about clothes that can't be worn through. This time I came to the dungeon, I ran out of energy, and I have no chance. It's a pity, there will be no dungeon that suppresses data in the future so that I can attach to the player."

Yan Mingguang's expression remained unchanged, and said indifferently: "Go away."

Malicious laughed again.

The laughter drifted away, the ghosts disappeared, everything around them flowed, and the train moved forward.

Then that thing managed to get into the body of another ghost and went to find Yan Wei. Yan Mingguang was in the car next door, so he knew this clearly, but he left Yan Wei to protect him and knew that Yan Wei could not be moved by malicious intent, so he didn't show up.

After that, Xu Miaomiao's cry for help came, Ding Xiao died in danger, Yan Wei cut the residual consciousness and threw it on Xu Miaomiao's puppet.

Yan Mingguang's thoughts flashed for only a moment, he looked down at Yan Wei, restrained all his thoughts, and said half-truth: "I came here, I will leave soon."

Yan Wei nodded: "That's the same as what I encountered. This thing is hiding in the world in the building, and co-authoring is dreaming every day? The last time I reached the top, the players who entered the ninety-ninth floor with me were all dead, and it was impossible for me to reconcile with him."

Yan Mingguang didn't say much more.

After a while, Ding Xiao finally spoke in a trance: "I don't remember much. I heard Miaomiao's shout just now, so I wanted to come out with Yan Mingguang, but I haven't yet. When I moved, the ghosts swarmed one after another. I blocked them with props, Li Mao suddenly appeared, and then I... I can't remember very well, I can't remember a lot of things, I recognize you, remember some things about the other side of the flower, But there are very few, I..."

Xu Miaomiao immediately turned to look at Yan Wei.

Yan Wei said: "It's normal. You..." He paused and said awkwardly, "Dead. When we found out just now, your consciousness had not completely dissipated, so I tried to use Yue Lun cut the remaining piece of soul consciousness from your... corpse, just like I cut Lin Zhen out of Lin Qing. Then, using Xu Miaomiao's puppet technique, he could fabricate and fit the body, This small piece of your soul consciousness was thrown onto the puppet. I noticed it when I cut it, your piece of consciousness is very small, and you have very few memories left, and there should only be some particularly profound ones."

Xu Miaomiao bit her lower lip, but Ding Xiao smiled gently: "I understand, I'm already dead, and now it's just a residual consciousness stored on a puppet."

Yan Wei sighed silently.

He said to Xu Miaomiao: "Sorry, this is the best way I can do it. Death is irreversible, and consciousness is only retained, not representing resurrection. The situation just now It's urgent, I'm afraid that the consciousness will dissipate after a long time, and I didn't inform you in advance - you may be inseparable from Ding Xiao in the future, either you put her in your bone staff like other puppets, or you just put her Come out and act with you. She's sort of..."

Ding smiled and smiled: "I have become a wonderful prop?"

Yan Wei was speechless.

She really is not a person.

Perhaps it was also because she didn't remember much and she was not a complete soul, Xu Miaomiao was dejected, but Ding Xiao had no feeling, she kept smiling as always, and said, "Then remember, when you meet Good-looking people must let me out."

The tears in Xu Miaomiao's eyes choked.

"...OK."

"It's time to go back," Lin Qing said, "I listened intently for a while. There was movement in the back of the carriage, where the two people on the death list lived today. Tonight is not peaceful. The aisle is still prone to problems, so let’s rest first and talk about it tomorrow morning.”

Yan Wei frowned slightly: "The two people touched the folder again, and they are on today's death list again, and they can't live. We are now ... four people, two two rooms, 11 One compartment in No. 1, the first compartment in No. 12, and now there is... Ding Xiao's body in this compartment, so I won't live anymore."

The rest of the people have no objection.

Yan Wei added: "Ding Xiao, can you still remember the retrospective you watched yesterday?"

Ding Xiao said in surprise: "Did I watch anything yesterday?"

Looks like I forgot.

For Ding Xiao, this retrospect is not a particularly deep memory in his life. It is normal not to remember. Yan Wei just gave it a try. Ding Xiao could let Li Mao do it himself, and he didn't even have a chance to call for help before he died. The death threat triggered was even greater than what Xu Miaomiao encountered. The only difference was the retrospective she had seen.

She must have overlooked a particularly important detail.

Yan Wei also vaguely felt that he seemed to have missed something.

This is very subtle, very subtle, so small that he has scanned the memory since entering the dungeon several times, but he has not caught the source of this wrong.

He always felt that the front of the car was not the dining compartment.

But at this moment Ding Xiao is already dead, and the details have also dissipated with the consciousness of the dead part of the soul, it is impossible to find out. He can only continue to try to grasp from his mind that something is not right that is always fleeting.

Yan Wei explained some points that need to be careful, no more.

He originally wanted Yan Mingguang to look at Xu Miaomiao and Ding Xiao, who is no longer a player, but thinking that Xu Miaomiao might have something to say with Ding Xiao tonight, he still arranged from an emotional point of view Starting out, Lin Qing and Xu Miaomiao, who can basically be regarded as one, are in a room. He himself, and Yan Mingguang returned to the sleeper room of the twelfth carriage.

The second half of the night went by very fast.

I don't know if there are too many things that happened tonight, even if Yan Wei fell asleep, many thoughts flashed in his mind.

He first dreamed of when he saved Ding Xiao.

The dungeon was on a mountain full of hot springs, and the mountain was full of extremely ferocious ghosts.

Fortunately, the little girl seemed to have some props. In the blink of an eye, the little girl suddenly moved forward for a long time, briefly leaving the ghost behind.

He saved many people.

Ding Xiao was right, he wanted to save everyone.

So Yan Wei turned around and turned around, grabbed the little girl's hand, pulled the other party to catch up with Yan Mingguang, and ran forward with Yan Mingguang.

Running to the shore of a hot spring in front, Yan Mingguang took his hand, he took the little girl's hand, and jumped down without hesitation.

The sound of water splashes sounded, the dense heat rose, and the moon wheel floated on the water, creating a perfect barrier. The non-thinking ghosts lost their targets and went around the hot springs to look for them. The shore was like an open door to hell, and ghosts and ghosts were rampant.

Dirty and dirty ghosts were reflected on the water surface, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang were under the water, and the hot spring water was clean and clear.

The warmth surrounds the body, and the originally calm water was brought into blisters by their jumping in. The player was blessed with data and had excellent eyesight underwater. Yan Wei barely opened his eyes and saw Yan Mingguang beside him.

This man also seemed to be looking at him underwater, dragged him into his arms along the current, bowed his head slightly, and kissed his lips.

In the warm water, the temperature of Yan Wei's body seems to be even hotter than the hot spring water.

The little girl watched with wide eyes in the water not far away.

After that, he never met Ding Xiao in the dungeon again, and he didn't know that in the past few years when he came back to the top, the little girl has become one of the heads of several major organizations. In and out of the high-level copy.

He walked too fast, except for Yan Mingguang, all the old friends were short-lived passers-by.

—I don’t know if Ding Xiao still remembers that moment.

In the hazy, Yan Wei thought of all kinds of this copy again.

What's wrong?

He was close to getting to the root of what was wrong, but he was always close.

Dawn.

The rain seemed to be really entangled in the train, it fell on and off for several days, and everyone woke up in the morning with the roar of thunder.

Two people on the death list last night really died.

There are also two players who are not on the death list. It should be triggered when they were looking for items during the day. The entire head was cut in half and they died tragically in the bathroom.

In addition to Zhao Jingchen, He Dong, Cao Qun, who died at the beginning, and one extra person from the previous three-person room, sixteen players came in, and a total of nine people died. In the eighty-ninth floor dungeon, most of the people who can enter are super high-rise players from the world inside the building. Even if they can't clear the customs, they can find the passage to descend the building and leave, and the number of deaths will not be too many.

But this time, the dungeon suppressed everyone's data at the beginning, and now more than half of the players have died.

There are only seven people alive now: three other players, Yan Wei, Yan Mingguang, Lin Qing, Xu Miaomiao—Ding Xiao is no longer alive.

When Yan Wei came to the dining compartment, the atmosphere in the dining compartment had dropped to freezing point.

Not because five people died in a row last night, but because not a single number appeared on the small blackboard at the end of the dining car. There were light white chalk marks on the small blackboard, and the surface of the blackboard eraser was covered with powder, apparently used to wipe off the death list from last night, but the chalk disappeared.

It looks like there will be no new numbers on this board.

Lin Qing: "No one is being targeted tonight?"

Yan Wei shook his head and whispered: "No, the death list is meaningless."

Today, all of them will die.

But so far, they have not found the photo of the worker's body, which is most likely a ladder.