Rules-based ghost talk game

"What stops you from moving forward is not what you can see, but what you can't see." Namilia repeated in a low voice, chewing a little, her eyes twinkling.

"Very philosophical." Namilia looked at Wilson and said seriously: "This time it's true."

Wilson shook his head with a half-smile, and then stretched out: "Praise God who is worse than a bitch. I remember there is a girl with a big ass in the back compartment. You two can talk."

After saying that, Wilson waved his hand, picked up the empty wine bottle on the ground, shook his body slightly, stood up and left.

After Wilson walked away, Namilia couldn't help but said: "Has he always had this attitude towards God?"

"After all, he is a pirate." Tang Guozhong shook his head: "On the sea, if praying to God is useful..."

"Yes, then there won't be so many ships in distress." Namilia said.

Tang Guozhong: "No, if praying to God on the sea is useful, the profession of piracy is already dead."

Namilia blinked: "That makes sense."

"The guy said it himself. He said that at sea, instead of praying to God, it is better to pray that the red tent girl on the next temporary island will be younger."

"Pirates, don't you have faith?"

"Theoretically, I believe in Poseidon." Tang Guozhong glanced at the direction Wilson left: "But most of the time, just like most believers do not want to know the truth of their faith, this is just a self-comfort."

The two chatted for a few more words, and it was getting late. Namilia also felt a little sleepy, so she leaned against the car window and slowly fell asleep.

Namilia didn't sleep well this time. He had a dream in a hazy state. Time flew by in the dream, as if he had walked through life quickly, and the last words of Wilson always appeared in his heart.

That sentence.

In this state, Namilia felt vaguely as if she had been trapped in a logical paradox or a dead end.

In fact, how you are is how you see the world.

How you want this world to be is what it is.

What you think it will be like, it will be like.

The world has always been relative, not absolute.

"Brother, brother."

Suddenly, Namilia heard a tender female voice. He opened his eyes, tilted his neck slightly, and looked to the side.

Under the dim car lights, the world has already fallen into the night, and the passengers around are dozing off. A few people at the next table who are awake are whispering something, and opposite Tang Guozhong has his eyes closed tightly, as if he is pretending to be asleep.

Next to him, in the corridor of the carriage, the little girl who had bumped into him before was looking at him with big eyes and calling "brother".

"What's wrong?" Namilia rubbed her eyes and looked at the little girl.

"Brother." The little girl was a little shy and embarrassed, tugging at the corner of Namilia's clothes, her voice was very low.

"Um?"

"That's it..." The little girl pointed to the dark end of the carriage: "I'm hungry..."

In the darkness, amid the slight snores and faint voices of the people around him, and Tang Guozhong's steady breathing, the little girl's words seemed very abrupt.

"I have bread here." Namilia pointed to the backpack placed on the chair by the car window: "Do you want to eat it?"

The little girl shook her head, and pointed to the dark end of the carriage: "My dad has delicious food there. He said we would eat it secretly during the dark. I want to eat it with my big brother."

Namilia felt a little uneasy as he listened. His intuition told him that this would not be a good thing.

"Thank you, but brother is not hungry now."

Namilia declined.

The little girl blinked: "Brother, do you really not want to eat a little?"

"No."

"All right."

The little girl left.

Watching the little girl jumping away, Namilia took a breath and looked at Tang Guozhong.

When the little girl was out of sight, Namilia said: "Guozhong, what do you think?"

Tang Guozhong opened his eyes, yawned, and said: "Master, there is a slight strange fluctuation at the front of the car. It should be a mutant, but it is not aimed at you."

"Mutants?" Namilia pondered a little in her heart and said, "Will it affect our itinerary?"

"Young Master." Tang Guozhong said solemnly: "Now, I am just an ordinary person who knows some magic."

As he spoke, he shrugged and said helplessly: "My power comes from the boss. Now that the boss has taken back my power, what I have is just some ancient accumulation, from the accumulation long ago, like my

The memory leader’s Qi Men Dun Jia that I understand.”

"Perhaps, plus some background as a Qi Refiner." Tang Guozhong added.

"In this world, is there a power system other than weird paths?"

"Yes, but in this era, the path system of strange forces is the dominant one, just like the extraordinary path of the previous era." Tang Guozhong said: "Under the leadership, everything else is a small path."

This reminded Namilia of Luo Qi's swordsmanship.

That's not the power of a strange system.

"All right."

As soon as Namilia finished speaking, the whole train seemed to hit something and brake suddenly, causing Namilia's body to almost "fly" out!

Namilia felt some pain after hitting her head, and the sleeping passengers around her were also awakened, causing some noise in the carriage.

"what happens?"

Namilia frowned slightly, and Tang Guozhong also stood up and looked at the car window.

"Master, we are close to the next stop here, you can see the lights." Tang Guozhong said.

Namilia looked out the window. Indeed, there were lights flickering in a seemingly distant place. He looked at his watch again, it was two o'clock in the morning.

In other words, according to the original journey, they would reach their destination in one hour.

"Master, are you getting off the car, or are you?" Tang Guozhong looked at Namilia.

Namilia also knew in her heart that she should get out of the car based on rational considerations.

If you catch Tang Guozhong yourself and use the power of "travel" brought by the traveler's essence, you can leave the train directly. Then you only need to walk to the destination, find a hotel to sleep, and continue the journey the next day.

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At this moment, some of the people around him began to walk towards the front of the car in bits and pieces, others with companions were discussing, and those without companions were thinking.

"Let's go and take a look." Namilia stood up, grabbed the shoulder strap of the backpack, and said, "I don't think there is much danger. I have the ability to travel and can run."

Tang Guozhong also stood up, patted his clothes, and said: "I listen to the young master. By the way, young master, when you get to the next town, you should buy a suitcase. You are carrying a backpack now, which seems a bit...

.unexpected."

"Not decent enough." Namilia nodded, put her backpack on her back, and said, "I will remember it."

Tang Guozhong followed Namilia, and the two walked through the flow of people in the corridor and walked towards the front of the car.

Tang Guozhong did not say how much ability he still had, but Namilia also understood that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

This old guy can live for such a long time, no matter how many souls he plays with the baton, even without the power of the "big road", the "small road" alone is enough to drown ordinary players.

Look, didn't you see the calm look on this old guy's face?

Namilia walked in front, thinking in her mind.

Tang Guozhong was walking behind, looking at Namilia's back with gritted teeth.

This little brat, why are you joining in the fun? Don't you know curiosity killed the cat?

But the pride in his heart for a long time still made him reluctant to say: "Actually, I'm quite useless."

However, remembering that Namilia is Chen Wudao's son after all, it would be reasonable if Chen Wudao gave him some confidence to sign up under his nose.

Seeing Namilia's calm face, Tang Guozhong just followed him.

Thirdly, this little brat can also run away with him, right?

"I borrowed it." Namilia gently pushed the person in front of her on the back and walked to the second car from the end.

As we neared the front of the train, everyone in the car ran to the back, and most of the onlookers crowded in the back.

We are all players, and life is not easy. It is human nature to watch the excitement, but it is not good if you get burned.

After arriving here, Namilia's expression became more serious. At this moment, even he could feel the spread of the strange aura.

The carriage here, the closer it is to the front of the car, the more it shows a gradual decay, the walls are rusty, there is some moisture dripping with water, and some black rust spots are spreading from the direction of the front of the car against the iron sheet.

Namilia walked over and came to the first carriage.

His heart was pounding a little, and he grabbed Tang Guozhong's forearm with his right hand, always ready to take him on a "travel" with him.

In her heart, Namilia kept comforting herself.

Don't panic, don't be afraid, in the worst case Tang Guozhong will take action.

An existence like Chen Wudao arranged for Tang Guozhong to be by his side, and he most likely realized that Tang Guozhong's authority and power would be taken back.

Regardless of whether he recognized this cheap daddy or not, judging from his strength, Chen Wudao must have a reason for letting Tang Guozhong stay by his side.

What a good bodyguard.

"The driver of the through train is an official. Generally, only people with fear level qualifications are qualified to serve. They are... civil servants." Tang Guozhong said.

Bang!

The door at the front of the car was so rotten that it fell down as soon as it was touched. Namilia looked at the cab.

I saw that the entire cab and dashboard were almost submerged in black rust, and the flashing red and green lights also "went out."

Gulu.

Namilia swallowed.

The driver wearing blue and white clothes is "lying" on the driver's seat with his head raised.

Beside, a big man was lying on the driver's crotch, chewing something.

Next to the big man is a little girl with long black hair and freckles that can be seen from the side of her face.

The little girl turned her head and looked at Namilia, seemingly surprised.

"Brother, have you figured it out? Are you here to eat delicious food with Juanjuan?"