I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 320 Senior Sister

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. We finally got it from those skilled craftsmen. Rob... No, I bought it." Hongxin 9 raised his head proudly and patted the iron sheet beneath him with his hand, "You may think it's ugly and slow, but it can also travel across borders, so it's 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 the number of people it can carry is small with the same material. Unlike a tractor, we can fit more than ten or twenty people into such a large truck body 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 and asked, "Where are we going?"

"The world of mortals."

A cold voice came from the end of the carriage, and it was the plum blossom K 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 the eyes of Chen Ling, 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." Meihua 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 you really drive that far on this tractor, you'll 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 fell silent.

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’ve been going to that 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 plum blossom king sitting at the end...

Meihua K looked at Chen Ling: "Why do you want to go to Xidao Guzang?"

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, but answered truthfully, "I... I have seen a man who claimed to be my master. He said that if I feel confused about myself, I should go to the ancient treasure of Xidao to find him... Before that, I also met a man who claimed to be my senior brother, and he also said so."

Hearing this, everyone looked a little surprised, looking at Chen Ling, wondering what he was thinking.

"...Okay."

Meihua K nodded calmly, "After arriving at the Red Dust Realm, you will follow me."

Seeing the doubt in Chen Ling's eyes, Chu Muyun leaned close to his ear and whispered, "This person is from the ancient treasure of Xidao."

Chen Ling was stunned.

Meihua K came from the ancient treasure of Xidao? She is also from Xishendao? ?

Speaking of which, Chen Ling had seen the lines on her face that looked like a drama mask, and the knife that separated the forbidden sea also looked like a curtain on the stage... In other words, she is very likely his senior sister? !

Chen Ling never expected that this senior who was admired by everyone was actually from the same school as him. After all, her reaction when she saw him was much colder than that of the last corner, as if she didn't know him at all.

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

"... Ask."

"Why do you sing the Requiem?"

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