I'm not a drama god

Chug tug tug——

The noise in his ears was like the churning of tractors on the dirt road in his hometown when he was a child, and the bones beneath him were constantly colliding with the iron sheets. In a noisy environment that was extremely unfriendly to drowsiness, Chen Ling slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was the gray-white sky, and then the black smoke that kept floating up into the sky. After five seconds of daze, Chen Ling realized that this was not a dream...

He was literally on a tractor.

On the gray-black ground, a tractor with twisted characters engraved all over its body was bumping forward. At this moment, Chen Ling was lying in the middle of the back seat of the tractor. Beside him, a circle of members of the Twilight Club were sitting neatly. ... They were all looking down at themselves, like guests at a funeral, looking at the body in the coffin with a polite smile.

He suddenly sat up from the middle of the car.

"I...why am I here??"

"Oh, when the adult brought you back, you were unconscious. Then we thought it would be too late if we didn't leave, so we put you flat in the truck bed temporarily." The boy Meihua 8 yawned, " You should thank me properly. If I hadn’t stopped you, the 9 of hearts would have laid a wreath for you..."

"No, isn't this a conditioned reflex of work?!" 9 of Hearts widened his eyes and started gesticulating at Chen Ling, "Just lying here alone, in a boxy shape, doesn't it feel monotonous without something to lay out? "

[10] on the side thought seriously for a moment, "...it's a bit monotonous, and it still lacks a cover."

Chen Ling:......

Chen Ling shook his dazed head and slowly sat on the edge of the truck. He saw Jian Changsheng sitting on the driver's seat of the tractor. His body was jolting like a horse. The flesh on his cheeks was trembling and his face was expressionless. It's as ugly as eating bitter melon.

"This tractor-trailer...er...is this car?" Chen Ling asked in confusion.

"Do you know about the Boundary Train? The material of this tractor is the same as the Boundary Train. It has the function of isolating the atmosphere of the gray world in a small area, and can also block the perception of disasters. It was only with great difficulty that we got it from those skilled craftsmen. Rob... No, I bought it." 9 of Hearts raised his head proudly and patted the iron sheet beneath him with his hand, "You may think it is ugly and slow, but it can also travel across borders, so it is very precious. "

"I've wanted to say it for a long time. Since we have the materials, why not make a train? If a car doesn't work, then a car will do... Why does it have to be a tractor?" Chu Muyun couldn't help but say.

"Train? Do you know how much material is needed to build a train? The nine realms have tried their best to build only four of them! This is the remaining scrap, not even a gram more... Although it is also necessary to build a car. Okay, but with the same materials, it can seat only a few people. Unlike a tractor, we can fit more than ten or twenty people into such a large truck bed without any problem!"

Bai Ye was wearing a peaked cap, sitting quietly in the corner, and suddenly interjected:

"Although the boundary train is not impossible to steal, the main reason is that there are no rails. Even if it is stolen, we will not be able to drive it... and it will be easily besieged."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, and they looked at Bai Ye with a somewhat subtle look.

"No, why is it that for the same newcomer, Hong Xin can lie there and sleep, but I have to drive the tractor?" Jian Changsheng finally couldn't help it anymore, his voice was shaking, and he asked with resentment. .

"He was injured and comatose. It's normal to rest for a while." [10] comforted him seriously.

Chen Ling finally came to her senses, "Where are we going?"

"The world of mortals."

A cold voice came from the end of the carriage, and it was the King of Clubs sitting at the end who spoke.

Hearing these four words, Meihua 8, who was sitting opposite Chen Ling, trembled slightly. Although it was not obvious, this scene was also caught in Chen Ling's eyes, who had the [Secret Eye].

"The world of mortals... Could it be that Lord Hongchen is the one whose next deadline is approaching?" [10] thoughtfully.

"This cannot be determined for the time being." Plum Blossom K paused, "However, we have members in the world of mortals, and we can arrange cross-border trains... Don't some of you still have missions? You can transfer to other realms from there. "

"That's not bad. If we really travel that far on this tractor, we will be torn apart."

Chen Ling listened to everyone's discussion, and an idea that had been buried in his heart for a long time came to his mind. After struggling for a long time, he still asked:

"Can I... also take the cross-region train?"

"Of course, which realm do you want to go to?"

"The ancient treasure of Xi Dao."

Everyone suddenly became quiet.

Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, Chen Ling hurriedly said, "I know that the location of the Xidao Ancient Collection is not in the territory of any realm. What I mean is, which realm is the straight-line distance from the Xidao Ancient Collection? Recently, I will go to any realm."

From Han Meng's mouth, Chen Ling had heard some news a long time ago. Among the fourteen ancient Shinto treasures, the four ancient treasures of [Drama], [Prostitution], [Pornography] and [Stealing] are located at the intersection of the gray world and reality. The method is difficult to reach, belonging to four ancient treasures forgotten on the edge of the world...

But Chen Ling is not afraid. He has the ability to walk in the gray world. As long as he finds the nearest realm, he can try to walk there.

Everyone still didn't reply, but turned to look at the King of Clubs sitting at the end...

Plum Blossom King looked at Chen Ling: "Why do you want to go to Xidao Guzang?"

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, but answered truthfully, "I...I met a person who claimed to be my master. He said that if I feel confused about myself, I should go to Xidao Guzang to find him...Before this, I also I met a man who called himself Senior Brother, and he said the same."

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked a little surprised and looked at Chen Ling thinking about something.

"……it is good."

Plum Blossom K nodded calmly, "After arriving in the world of mortals, you follow me."

Seeing the doubts in Chen Ling's eyes, Chu Muyun on the side leaned into his ear and whispered, "This person came from the ancient library of Xi Dao."

Chen Ling froze on the spot.

Did the King of Plum Blossoms come from the Xi Dao Ancient Collection? Is she also a person who plays Shinto? ?

Speaking of which, Chen Ling had seen lines on her face that looked like dramatic facial makeup, and the knife that cut off the sea of ​​taboos also looked like a curtain on a stage... In other words, she was most likely her senior sister. ? !

Chen Ling never expected that this senior who was admired by everyone would actually belong to the same sect as him. After all, her reaction when she saw her was much colder than Mojiao's, as if she didn't recognize him at all.

"I have a question." Plum Blossom K looked at Chen Ling and spoke again with a serious expression.

"...you asked."

"Why do you sing a requiem?"