Non-Pro Vase [Unlimited Stream]

The train was still galloping on the railway, and the passengers in the train ran away one by one.

The scene is so vast that anyone who is alive can get their eyes glued to it.

The point is, there isn't a single damn living person in this car!

Everyone scolded their mothers while running, and all the other passengers they met when getting on the bus disappeared without a trace, except for the monster chasing after them.

Everyone doesn't know when it was disguised as Wang Qing, and there is no time to think about it. Right now, there is only one word that fills everyone's head——

Run for your life!

I don't know who ran and yelled: "Jump out of the car!"

Someone yelled without looking back: "Jump your uncle! If you jump down, you will be half disabled if you don't die!"

hum-

The train passed through a dark cave, and the inside of the carriage was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Everyone ran desperately for a while, and suddenly someone said in the dark, "Why is there no movement behind?"

"That's right..." The other person subconsciously turned his head to look back, and vaguely saw a group of black shadows that could barely be called humanoid in the darkness and stopped at a distance from everyone.

"Why is this thing not moving?"

"I know!" Su Shuang, who was running along with him, realized, "This thing is afraid of the dark!"

"Close the windows and draw the curtains!"

After a rustle, the curtains on the car door were drawn tightly by everyone.

There was a long booming sound as we walked through the cave tunnel, when suddenly the light came on and was blocked by the thick curtain.

The curtains block out most of the light and let out a faint light.

Everyone subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at the shadow.

Seeing that the lump of meat melted a lot, his movements slowed down, and he took a few steps towards everyone and stopped moving.

After passing through the cave, the speed of the train slowed down slowly, as if it was arriving at the station soon.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought: "Where are the four people in the box just now?"

A man originally wanted to see what Lhasa looked like standing in the Republic of China, but he got his head into the curtain and sighed against the cold glass: "Damn it."

"What did you see?" Someone behind him asked curiously.

The man slightly let the curtains reveal a little glass, so that they could vaguely see the road outside the window.

Everyone was stunned——

Four people jumped from the train and stood still waving at them.

Everyone: "..."

This Nima still has this kind of operation? ? ?

Someone's barrage in the live broadcast room was shocked by this coquettish operation——

[Fuck, who is this anchor, so awesome? ! 】

[No, if they are still alive after the dungeon, go and follow them one by one]

[I watched the live broadcast of the first person!It's called Gu Huai!Mad Bull is dead! ! ! 】

[Saw +1!It's the same as hanging up!Still a rookie! 】

……

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……

The speed of the train slowed down significantly after exiting the cave. Gu Huai walked to the window and looked at the vast wilderness outside, and came to a conclusion: "Just jump off the train."

Cheng Lijia and Kong Ling looked terrified: "What?!"

Gu Huai pointed his finger in front of the glass, "If you guess correctly, those people are waiting for us."

Everyone pasted suspiciously and saw two military vehicles from the Republic of China period parked on the snow not far ahead. Two people stood in front of the military vehicles, a man and a woman, holding a large sign in their hands: "Warmly welcome, Young Master Gu. "

Cheng Lijia: "..."

If no one sees this, where do you go to touch people? ? ?

Kong Ling hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is this an NPC or a player?"

Before the question was finished, the two girls were squeezed from behind to the side with their own strength.

Shi Buyan laughed lightly, posted on Gu Huai, and said, "You'll know if it's a human or a ghost, jump down and have a look."

【You jump, I jump, let's jump the train together】

[How could they say "jump the train" in the tone of "selling watermelons"? ? ? 】

[I'm afraid I don't need to play games after jumping down, I'll come directly to Hades Hall to meet the boss]

[Mr. Yan is not here now, is he?Tsk, the new official is really not doing his job properly, how long has he been in this position and he skipped work]

【The previous one, your number is gone】

……

The barrage gradually discussed the gossip of the bosses——

[Hahaha I'm afraid the ones in front are not newcomers, this live broadcast room is all customer service]

[By the way, where did the old boss go? 】

[Yeah, I didn't feel that the new official came so suddenly, and the new official didn't have a judge's pen? 】

……

【How did I hear that the original person in front of me is the form of the judge pen, but I really don't know where he went...】

[The previous boss seems to have removed a person from the book of life and death without authorization, and was drawn a fairy bone]

[Manual customer service (Zhong Kui): Follow me after the first few live broadcasts]

[Hahahahahahahaha, I said that there is customer service and you still say it]

[Strange, strange, I remember last time I mentioned that all the customer service staff came out, why is it only Zhong Kui today?I want to post with Mrs. Meng's wife]

……

Gu Huai glanced out of the corner of his eyes, saw that his face was a little pale, and frowned, "Are you all right?"

Shi Buyan shook his head with a smile on his face, telling him not to worry.

Gu Huai pursed his lower lip tightly, stretched out his hand to open the window, and jumped down without any hesitation.

Cheng Lijia jumped down after him. Kong Ling stood timidly by the window and looked down. She bit her lower lip and wanted to say something, but said silently when she heard behind him, "Don't worry."

She was inexplicably relieved, closed her eyes and kicked her legs, and rushed down.

Gu Huai ran along with the train, looked at the one standing at the window and said nothing.

The sky is getting gloomy, and the snowflakes in the Tibetan area are bigger than those in other places, flying all over the sky and falling down, and the cold wind slantingly envelops the snowflakes and shaves the cheeks sorely.

The air was filled with coolness, and the white air exhaled in the breath drifted away with the wind.The thick snow mat on the ground was glowing white, and there were some bright colors against the drowsy sky.

The train slowly passed by in front of his eyes. Shi Buyan was wearing a wide-sleeved gown and his complexion was pale. Two bright lights reflected in his dark pupils. There was thick fog everywhere. shape.

In front of him was the sky of falling snow. In the mist, the light of the snow made him stand tall and tall at the window. He heard the sound of falling snow, which made people feel a little silent for no reason.

The two looked at each other.

Shi Buyan stood at the window, with thin eyelids drooping down, as if at this moment the gods had returned to him, without desires or desires, and in the next second he could fly to the nine heavens on the clear snow.

"Don't say anything." Gu Huai called out to him, his eyebrows turned a little snowy, "Jump down."

The corner of his mouth curled up, melting the snow all over the sky, and flew towards his god.

……

So, after discovering the weakness of the monster, the people in the other carriage watched the four "fairies" complete the feat of overturning the train.

The two people who were waiting below holding the signs were stunned when they saw the four people who jumped down. After realizing it, they immediately got into the car and one of them drove a car, squeaking on the snow and twisting around.

On the thick snow layer, even with snow chains, it is extremely difficult to open, and even without stepping on the accelerator, it can slide all the way.

"It can be regarded as receiving you." The short-haired girl went to the place where the four of them jumped down first, opened the window and saw a cigarette between her fingers and exhaled slowly, "Get in the car."

Gu Huaihe glanced at Cheng Lijia and Kong Ling without saying a word, and let them get into this car first, and then they got into another car that slid up behind them.

The man driving the car is called Ge Nan, and he is also a player. At this time, his identity in the dungeon is the guide of the Tibetan area arranged by Mr. Gu in the morning before his death. In reality, he himself is a retired employee/mercenary/soldier, with good physical fitness in all aspects. Gao, escorted Gu Huai deep into Medog.

The Tibetan area is covered by heavy snow all the year round, and the Lhasa side has been half-flooded by white snow, so they parked here specially to wait for someone.

Ge Nan rested on the car door with one hand, and yanked down the gear lever with the other: "It's a good thing I got you, otherwise we'll be out of side missions."

Shi Buyan sat in the front seat, glanced in the rearview mirror at Gu Huai whose eyelids were about to droop, and answered, "How long does it take to get from here to the tomb?"

A trace of sadness hung on Ge Nan's face, and he said, "Before we came to pick you up, we asked someone for an overview. From here to Medog and encountered this terrible weather again, it is estimated that it will take four or five hours to drive there."

"According to the weather, it is estimated that we will not be able to leave after five o'clock in the afternoon. Medog has already arranged accommodation. We will rest for a night and then let the familiar lama take us to the tomb. Medog went to Daheitian The tomb needs to find a porter and walk the whole way, and it will take about seven or eight hours to walk."

As he spoke, he muttered a few more words by himself, and then stopped talking.

The car window slid down slightly, and snow flakes swarmed into the car.

Gu Huai leaned against the car door with his chin propped up, his eyes scattered on the vast snow-capped mountains, and he fell asleep against the cold wind after a while.

Shi Buyan turned his head to look at him, motioned Ge Nan to close the rear window, and didn't say anything more.

I don't know if it's because the last scene in front of my eyes is the color of snow all over the sky. In my sleep, Gu Huai dreamed of a heavy snowfall.

……

It's been a long time ago. It seems that there are not so many high-rise buildings in the present world. It seems that there are still emperors returning to the Central Plains. It seems that he has just become the 290th generation of Yan Luo.

It snowed heavily that year.

Famine is raging everywhere, the long streets are covered with frozen dead bones, all the judges in the underworld have come to the world, even if all the manpower is mobilized, there are still thousands of dead souls lingering in the world and cannot find the entrance to the underworld.

Helpless, just as Yan Luo took office, he went to the world non-stop and stopped and sent away many "people" all the way.

But the snow continued to fall, making people confused. Even Tianting did not reply to the jade slips they sent for a long time. The letter asked Tianting to send a few ghost generals to follow and help.

Only the first jade slip returned two words: there are dragons.

There are dragons?

The young Yan Luo who just came out of the oven stared at these two words and couldn't figure out how "Youlong" caused the nearly year-long snow disaster in the world.

It is about a thousand years since a dragon came into the world, and the heavenly court is busy making registrations for the newly born little dragon, and has no time to deal with these things in the mortal world.

Thinking about it, Yuguan walked slowly on the snow-covered forest path and couldn't help but feel a little headache. I didn't know that so many dead souls would be sent to the year of the monkey...

As he walked, the young Yan Luo paused, and the tip of his nose smelled an unusual smell of blood in the cool air.

He opened his eyes strangely and forgot to look deep into the forest, and his expression became complicated: "..."

The tall, straight and dense bamboo grove was forcibly crushed into a row of "bamboo shoots" by a huge body. Young Yan Luo quickened his pace and walked towards the grove, only to see a tree as tall as two people lying in the depths of the bamboo grove. Zhang's Xuanhei——

Long worm?

Yan Luo, who had never seen a Xuanlong before, silently approached the long worm that had become a spirit. As soon as he got closer, a golden light flashed by, and the long worm disappeared, and a man was lying in the pile of "bamboo shoots" beside him.

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked over with tentative steps.

The breath on the man's body was weak, his long hair was wet and sticky to the back of his head, his face was still miserable white in the snow, some blood was stained on the corners of his lips, his eyelids drooped, and a few penetrating lines were drawn.

Just now, he couldn't see anything from the appearance of the worm, and it was only when Yan Luo turned into a human form that he realized that this person was pitifully thin, and he just took off his handsome appearance so hungry.

The young Yan Luo sighed sadly: "This heavy snow has even caused famines to grow insects."

As soon as the words were finished, the long worm's eyes rolled around twice under the eyelids, as if it was about to wake up.

Sure enough, "Long Worm" opened his eyes, and faced a ground mouse that was upside down and screaming: "..."

"Eat quickly." A quiet and pleasant voice floated down from the top of his head, and with a loving smile on his face, he moved the mouse in his face again, "Be hungry, eat quickly, I can catch it for you if it's not enough." Come."

Long Worm: "..."

I'm so fucking thankful...

……

The snow is still falling, and it will increase.

The sky was getting darker in the dense snow. It was not easy to drive on the snowy mountain. The road was repaired unevenly, and the snow was thick and slippery. If you were not careful, you would slide down the cliff from the steep road.

Up a mountain, and down a mountain.

Finally arrived at Ge Nan's residence before five o'clock in the afternoon.

I don't know who Teacher Gu contacted in the game, but the place where they are resting is a military area.

There was a car parked in front of the gate of the military area. The car carrying Cheng Lijia and Kong Ling arrived five minutes earlier than them. The car was empty at the moment, and the three girls went into the temple to keep warm in their clothes.

The gate of the military area was closed tightly, and the sky was completely dark. In the heavy snow, only a light was on in the closed hallway.

The gatekeeper didn't sleep and listened to the Huangmei Opera played on the small radio at hand. The signal was not smooth when it was snowing, and there were intermittent, sizzling electric sounds from time to time. The uncle hummed along with his voice: "You plow the fields, come and we weave. Bu, I will bring water to your garden. Although the cold kiln is broken, it can shelter from the wind and rain, but the love between husband and wife is bitter and sweet—"

At the end of the song, the uncle suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Xuehou's two yellow eyes that suddenly lit up like hell. He picked up the lantern at hand and opened the door trembling a little.

"Which one are you looking for?" The uncle turned on the light through the closed iron door and shook it on the car window covered with sunshade paper.

Ge Nan slid down the glass window and handed him He Yan: "Master, I've picked him up."

The uncle took the cigarette, said "oh" a few times, and held up the lamp tremblingly to open a small slit for them.

Shi Buyan frowned and looked at Ge Nan, Ge Nan thoughtfully said: "It's better not to go in the car, the snow is so heavy, it might freeze the road inside."

With a "squeak", the heavy iron door was pushed open a two-width gap.

Shi Buyan yelled back twice in a low voice, Gu Huai's eyes were tightly closed, his brows were furrowed in the middle, and there was no sign of waking up.

Ge Nan kindly said: "You go in first, I will carry him in."

"No need." Shi Buyan said in a low voice, pushed the door, got out of the car and opened the back door, gently hugged him in his arms, and walked in through the crack of the door.

[Good guy, good guy, this is the one to take over? 】

[Green Tea: No, I'll hug my wife! 】

[Wooooow, the vase is so thin, it must be easy to hug, hissing]

[The front ones are all lsp]

……

Ge Nan stared dazedly at the back, and it took him a long time to figure out something.

·

When stepping onto the platform covered by the eaves, he put down the sleeves covering Gu Huai's face without saying a word, revealing his black hair that was somewhat wet from the melted snow.

He picked up a clean cuff and stuck it on Gu Huai's hair twice, then touched his forehead and found it was hot, so he knocked lightly on the door twice.

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

[Why... I can't tell, I always feel that green tea is a little cautious]

[It seems to know how they met! 】

……

Maybe it was to avoid waking Gu Huai, the sound could not even be called a knock on the door, it was the same as a cat's paw scratching twice, but fortunately, someone with sharp ears came to open the door after a two-second pause.

When the people inside the door saw Buyan and Gu Huai's grinning smiles froze on their faces, their accents still had a bit of Sichuan and Chongqing flavor, they hurriedly turned sideways to let him in and said, "Did something happen to you on the way?"

"No, fell asleep." Shi Buyan explained in a low voice.

When I entered the door and looked up, I found a room full of people sitting in a circle, frowning slightly, looking at Cheng Lijia who was beside me.

Cheng Lijia received his questioning gaze, and before she could speak, a woman wrapped in a fat flower jacket beside her stood up from her trance and waved to him: "Hey! Come in and warm yourself."

She looked around and couldn't find any suitable clothes, so she put her flowered jacket on Gu Huai's body, and then said with concern: "Sir, is he asleep?"

Shi Buyan nodded and said, "It's snowing, and I have a little fever."

【Wait, brother Meng, do you feel...】

[Me too, why do these people look familiar...? 】

[I rely on it!Look at that handsome guy snoring in the left corner!Isn't that the face of Po Meng? ! 】

[Wori, I recognize Heiwuchang!I am confident, hi, husband! ! ! 】

……

[Wait, what's going on here? ? ? 】

[Aren't they 14 people in this copy?It can't be that these are all NPCs, right? ? ? 】

[I was dumbfounded, has...has this ever happened? 】

……

The bullet screen was blank for three seconds, which is almost impossible in the live broadcast room with millions of ghosts, and a small word suddenly appeared——

【I, I seem to realize something...】

【Me and me too, green tea can't be the old board, right?Small beep beep.JPG]

[It seems that it is not impossible... The fierce man is shocked.JPG]

……

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Due to the terrain and the dangerous environment, the Tibetan area does not have good heating conditions like the city. There is a coal stove built with red bricks in the center of the house, and there are scalded moths scattered in the electric lamp hanging from the ceiling.

Everyone sat around the coal stove in the center.

The handsome young man sitting on the side suddenly lowered his head, his neck tilted and was awakened by the pain, he opened his eyes and met a pair of dark eyes, he was startled and subconsciously shouted: "Big, big—"

When Shi Buyan glanced over, he was so frightened that he suddenly shut up, only then did he remember the three innocent players in the room who didn't know about it.

Ge Nan asked: "What's the big deal?"

"Big—" He was dumb for a moment, and his eyes quickly rolled around the faces of the people around him.

Beep--

Signal reception failed.

Meng Jiang: "...big bubble gum."

Ge Nan: "...are you sick?"

Meng Jiang glared: "You—"

[Sorry, I can't believe the person who said the big bubblegum is my wife]

[Then I will take it away, this is my wife, I'm sorry, I made everyone laugh]

[Manual customer service (Zhong Kui): mine]

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Did my little eyes see something wrong? ? ? 】

……

【Mother!The cp I knocked on is real! ! ! 】

【Looking up to the sky and screaming, I'm paralyzed】

[Everyone in the underworld is playing so big now? ? ? 】

……

"Aren't there fourteen players in total?" Kong Ling asked strangely, "Why are there so many more?"

Cheng Lijia glanced at the other man, and before he could speak, Ding Ning, who had just driven to pick them up, said, "This time we are in groups. There are fourteen people in our group, and they are all here."

Kong Ling was a little confused: "Then those people we met in the car belonged to another group?"

Ding Ning nodded: "It should be. When we first arrived in Lhasa, we also met that group of people. We found that the tasks of the two groups are different. They are tomb robbers, and we are here to return cultural relics."

Kong Ling let out an "oh", took a sip of the hot water, and stopped talking.

After sitting for a while, Shi Buyan stretched out his hand to touch Gu Huai's head again, and found that the fever was getting worse.

Frowning, she held him and stood up: "Where is the bedroom?"

The man who was about to answer Kong Ling's question stood up, and everyone realized that he was surprisingly tall, almost two meters tall.

Chao Shi did not say anything, walked over and said, "I will take you there."

Shi Buyan nodded and followed him out the door.

·

Fan Wujiu took him to the room on the second floor. The room was warmed up in advance, and when the door was opened, there was a warm white air.

Before entering the door, Shi Buyan asked, "Is that thing here?"

Fan Wujiu was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and shook his head, respectfully said: "Bian speculates that he will probably appear in the next reincarnation."

"Understood, let's go back." Shi Buyan responded with a hug and walked in with Gu Huai.

Fan Wujiu said "yes" and helped him close the door before going downstairs.

·

Shi Buyan sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes to release the socks soaked in snow.

The exposed white instep was wrapped in a layer of warmth under the warm yellow electric light, the faint blue veins on the instep were slightly protruding, and the ankle was so thin that it could be broken with one hand.

He looked up at the kettle not far away, put Gu Huai on the bed, walked over to pour a basin of hot water, soaked it in a hot towel for a while before wringing it dry, helped Gu Huai wipe his drenched body, covered him with a quilt He fell into a deep sleep.

The snow outside has slowed down, and the black clouds have gradually faded to reveal the cold white moon. The moonlight shines in from the window without a trace of warmth, illuminating the sleeping face of the person lying on his side.

The author has something to say: I suddenly found out that this is a young man, and I suddenly found out that you must not make up your mind that the beautiful Yan Luo is catching mice with his sleeves tied