I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 189 The Moving Train (Revenge)
Qiuli didn't know how to answer this kind of question. If she were, she might act as extreme as Jiang Feng. Maybe her methods would be different, but they all had the same purpose: to make the bad guys face punishment.

But for those innocent passengers who were involved in this incident for no reason, they would probably have another kind of argument. The cause and effect were endlessly entangled, but Qiuli's complicated thoughts gradually became clear.

She asked: "I'm afraid you can't do such a grand revenge plan by yourself?!"

"The old Taoist has some disciples in the mountains and asked for some information, but it has nothing to do with them, it's all done by the old Taoist." Sure enough, after the topic was changed, Jiang Feng's expression eased a little.

"I won't meddle in your affairs, but I want to save the lives of a few people." Qiu Li said calmly.

"That's good, old daoist, I have some skills, but I can't see through you. If it's not an enemy, then it's a friend. This time, the old daoist is in a doomsday situation. If the little friend escapes, please bury the ashes of the little girl and her friend in the future For safety."

Jiang Feng bent down, dragged out a wooden box from under the bed, opened the box, and there were two urns inside.

"I originally wanted to let them watch their enemies being wiped out one by one, but I found that they no longer have any hatred. It turns out that death is death, and it's just the living who suffer." Jiang Feng was a little bit disappointed.

"If I drag them in again, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to die."

Qiuli nodded and said, "Okay, I will bury them in peace, but is there a burial place?"

"My little girl likes flowers and plants, so just bury her in the woods." Jiang Feng closed the box, put it under the bed again, straightened up and said.

"I have another question, besides Dai Shanzhong and Wu Jiejie, are the other two perpetrators from the same carriage?" Qiuli asked.

"Yes, it's really not easy to get them together, it took me a lot of effort."

"Then why did you take the trouble to throw Wu Jie's body out of the car window in the first place?"

"I want them to panic individually and just die, that's too cheap." Jiang Feng replied with a trace of hatred.

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Qiuli felt apprehensive in her heart, and she held the "Black Crow's Feather" in her hand.

"That has nothing to do with you. As long as you don't get off the train, they can't hurt you. Why don't you just wait here for a few days, and then they will let you go back." Jiang Feng said in a gentle tone.

Qiuli shook her head, "I said I would not interfere in your affairs, but I want to save a few people, they have nothing to do with your revenge."

There was a hint of gloom in Jiang Feng's eyes, and Qiuli had already guessed what the pull of the world barrier here was, those two jars of ashes.

Jiang Feng originally meant for her to bury them in peace, but in fact, he told her the way out. If she betrayed her promise, she would be trapped here. Qiuli looked at Jiang Feng with some pity. , I'm afraid it's going to break.

Those who deserve to be damned are already dead, and those who stood by have been punished, but Jiang Feng's ultimate goal is not here, and revenge is probably just incidental.

How could a person who has been obsessed with Taoism for half his life, abandoning his wife and son, suddenly wake up for the sake of family affection in the world? Qiuli stared at the Taoist in front of him, waiting for his response.

His eyes drooped, his eyelashes fluttered, and finally he seemed to have made up his mind. He took a step back and looked up at Qiuli and said, "I hope you keep your promise, and I'll send you away right away."

When the bell rang, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened, the fog surged, the light on the train suddenly dimmed, and black shadows appeared on the roof of the train, and they stepped on the same rhythm.

Jiang Feng, who was standing in front of her, had disappeared.

Only the ringtone and the black shadows on the roof made rhythmic sounds, and the sounds gradually became unified, with a weird rhythm. Qiuli clutched her chest, and the sound seemed to be stepping on her heart...

Sweat was dripping from her forehead and her face was pale. Although she had made preparations, she never expected that Jiang Feng would be the one who rang the bell.

The temperature in the carriage began to drop, she held back the severe pain, bent down to take out the box, opened the lid, stroked the urns with her hand, and found a piece of iron under one of them.

As soon as the iron piece was taken out, the sound of the bell suddenly disappeared, the sound above his head also disappeared, and the air around him fluctuated.

When Qiuli came to her senses, she realized that the space here was dark. She had already returned to the No. 5 carriage, and when she saw the tall black monsters outside the window again, she actually felt a little familiar.

This is the No. 5 box of the No. 5 car, which is the dormitory of the cleaners. Qiuli looked under the bed, and sure enough, the box was still there. She turned her head for a moment and found two corpses sitting side by side. On the bed, he was staring at himself without blinking.

Her hair stood on end, and Qiu Li stretched out her hand like a frightened bird, pulling a strand of black thread, and fled quickly into the shadows.

It was the corpse of Aunt Cleaning. Qiuli had seen them when she was trapped in the security room and offered cakes and water. Now that I think about it, they were probably still alive at that time, and they looked like puppets just now.

All the lines are connected in series, and Qiuli has a vague guess in her heart.

She shuttled quickly in the shadows, and she saw pieces of iron engraved with magic circles merging with the train in the cracks.

Suddenly she stopped, and at the head of the train, a dark cube-like thing appeared in front of her eyes, which was wrapped by several pieces of iron.

If she hadn't held the "Black Crow's Feather" in her hand, she would never have known that there was such a thing here.

She reached out to hold it, but her hand was light. She turned her face and saw that Xiao Cai was frantically moving back and forth in the cab. She passed in front of him and flashed into the duty room. She came out from the shadows.

Sweat had already wetted her hair, and a few strands of hair stuck to her forehead. She took a deep breath and looked at the thing she just got in her hand. After putting away the "Black Crow's Feather", the cube-like thing Revealed its original color.

It was a red object, she shook it off, it turned out to be a red hijab, the embroidery on it was exquisite, and a paragraph of analysis text appeared beside it:
【Hijab for wedding:

A wisp of her remnant soul is attached here, sealed for many years, and once she sees the light of day...]

A sigh suddenly sounded in his ear.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped to zero, Qiuli's hands trembled, and she could barely hold the hijab, and the figure of Chigui appeared in front of her.

She picked up the red hijab, and she laughed softly, "So that's it, what a big fight!"

Her eyes were black and shiny, she raised them to look at Qiuli, "So it's you."

As soon as Chigui's voice came out, Qiuli was so frightened that her voice trembled, "It's not me."

"Golden boy, it turns out to be a girl." She tilted her head and looked at Qiuli, her body floating in mid-air, her figure faded, "Since you and I are destined, I will not kill you, but send you a fortune, your fate It's really weird, let's blog about it..."

(End of this chapter)