I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 179 The Moving Train (Dream)
"You were saved by a fairy, if you don't believe me, ask your brother."

Seeing that she was alive and well again, Chen Wushuang felt relieved. He pointed to a box of lunch on the coffee table by the window and said:

"Specially reserved for you, egg fried rice, delicious."

The rice was already cold, but because it was summer, cold rice was not unacceptable, so Mo Zigui handed the lunch box to Mo Siniang.

Chen Wushuang leaned back and continued to text Qiuli:

【Mo Siniang is awake, thank you very much, you can actually ask him about Mozi's return in person, although he has a big head, a bad temper, and bad looks, he will definitely say what he can say. 】

After Chen Wushuang secretly slandered Mo Zigui a few words, he was in a good mood.

Qiuli glanced at the text message, but did not reply.

The rain outside the window became louder, she suddenly thought of something, jumped up, turned on the light, drew the curtains, and rushed out of bed in one go.

First, I took the tortoise out and put it in the water basin under the bed, then took out a square of ink, and started to grind it quickly.

The dying appearance of "Wordless Book" looks extremely sad.

After the "book without words" was filled with four sheets of paper, a line of words slowly emerged from it:

【Woooooh, I thought I was going to hang up...】

Qiuli clasped her hands together, "If you die, I will definitely bury you richly."

[Qiuli, you have gone bad...] After a line of words appeared in the "book without words", a paragraph of words appeared immediately:

[Refine the lotus quickly, and let it engrave your brand, otherwise it will be a pity if it is taken away by someone. 】

Qiuli curled her lips and said, "It's late, I was pre-booked by the red ghost. I'm not sure if she will kill me once she finds out that I have what she designated."

[Whoever gets it first, she has a bad mind, and she may have forgotten it. ] "Book without Words" continued to encourage Qiu Li.

Qiu Li's heart skipped a beat, Chi Gui's mind was indeed not good, her memory was good and bad, and there was a high probability that she had forgotten what she said.

"How to refine?" Qiuli asked.

【Bite your finger, drip a drop of blood on its stamen. 】

Qiuli looked at her slender fingers, and she was about to strike again.

Calling out the lotus, Qiuli was surprised to find a cluster of golden stamens in the dark lotus, which was extremely eye-catching. The petals had all been opened, and two dark little figures sat on the stamens, one on the left and one on the right.

The moment Qiuli dripped the blood from her finger onto the stamen, the wind outside the window suddenly picked up.

A red figure stepped in step by step.

Qiuli shivered in fright, and quickly stuffed the lotus back into the sea of ​​consciousness. Before she put away the "book without words", it had already returned to Qiuli's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

"Who are you?" Chi Gui asked, "Why do I think you look familiar?"

Qiuli shook off the blood that continued to drip from her finger, took out a tissue to cover it, and said helplessly, "I am an old acquaintance in your Ghost King's Cave. My name is Qiuli. Where did you go this afternoon? Why did the bell ring?" thing?"

Chi Gui's face became confused, she looked at Qiu Li and said, "Why do I feel like I've lost something."

She lowered her head and glanced at the Fang inkstone, smelling the fragrance of ink, her dark eyes revealed a gleam of clarity for an instant.

"Wang." The breath on her body suddenly rose, and the cold fog dispersed. Qiuli watched the window glass cracked inch by inch. The damaged car window glass finally completed its mission.

The wind outside the window came in, and the curtains fluttered. She rubbed her numb arms and said distressedly, "Sister Chi Gui, restrain yourself."

Chi Guibai's bloodless face showed a hint of annoyance, "Those formations are really hateful."

She suddenly threw a piece of iron at Qiuli and said, "You keep it for me." As soon as the words fell, the whole person floated backwards, and there was no sign of anyone in the blink of an eye.

Qiuli glanced down at the iron sheet in her hand, feeling dizzy for a while, she glanced away at the analysis text next to her:
[Control & * Array 1/36
The complete array has a total of 36 pieces, and the controllable level is #￥ level or above ghosts. Once this thing cannot be assembled, the ghosts will gradually wake up and escape. Remember...]

The garbled codes in the middle are probably due to my lack of level to understand.

Qiuli sighed, put it away, and then put away the ink, brush, and inkstone on the table.

After tidying up a few clothes and putting them in the suitcase, I bent down to hug the turtle pot, dragged the suitcase with one hand, opened the door, and the wind immediately swept into the corridor, making a screaming sound.

She quickly closed the door behind her backhand.

Fortunately, it was late at night, and with the toss of the day, the passengers had all returned to their rooms, and the corridor was empty.

Qiuli stood in the corridor. Car No. [-] was an internal employee accommodation car, which was different from those luxury boxes with soft sleepers.

The internal staff boxes are arranged symmetrically.

自己的房间是2号，对面的是1号列车长的宿舍；自己的几个部下住的3号包厢；5号包厢是清洁工住的；4号、6号是列车员与治安员包厢。

In other words, she either went to squeeze with the cleaners, or lived in the dormitory of the missing conductor for a few days.

The train was full, and Qiuli resigned herself to the opposite door. Door No. 1 was locked. Holding the "Black Black Feather" in her hand, she stepped into the room with the suitcase and the tortoise basin in an instant.

Turn on the light, the dormitory is extremely simple, with a handbag on the floor and a towel hanging by the window.Toiletries were placed in a basin on the wash stand behind the door.

The beds are bunk beds and are neatly arranged.

Qiuli climbed to the upper bunk to change the sheets, she was really exhausted, after finishing it with a sad face, she climbed down again, changed the ink for the tortoise, and stuffed it under the bed.

After turning off the lights and going to bed, she glanced at her watch, it was exactly 12 o'clock.

[How is the battle going? 】

Qiuli sent a text message to "Unparalleled".

Chen Wushuang was lying on the bed, watching the game announce today's numbers, the numbers jumped out, and the two sides of the game were almost the same.

Qiu Li's profile picture jumped up. He looked at the woman named "Eat on time every day", and then thought of her bringing cakes, coffee and other food with precious storage props, and suddenly felt that the name deserved it.

Click on it, and he immediately replied: [No match, tie. 】

After waiting for a while, the communicator became silent.

Qiuli over there glanced at his reply, stretched her waist, retracted into the quilt, and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Too many things happened in these short two days, even if Qiu Li was physically strong, she couldn't handle it.

The sound of rain hitting the glass, a yellow mist enveloped the entire train in the drizzle, Qiu Li frowned slightly, falling into a dream like all the sleeping passengers of this train.

On the dark railroad track, Qiuli was wearing the pajamas she wore when sleeping, holding a pair of sneakers in her hand. She looked around, put the shoes on, and followed a group of people. No one spoke. The pears feel ripe.

These people are all passengers on the train.

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