Sword and Magic and Taxi

Chapter 322: Eighty-eight miles

? Facts have proved that as long as it is not hypocritical, work efficiency and speed of action can be greatly improved. With the help of Zhong Jianbai, Zhao Mai prepared a full set of things needed for 1995, and only waited for the crossing to begin. The old man gave him a roll of bamboo slips, which seemed to be some years old, and some spots of the bamboo slips had already produced mottled marks. But the bamboo slips are blank, not even a word.

  

   "I just want to take this thing and stay outside until this time, June 30th, and then come back and return it to you?" Zhao Mai looked at the bamboo slips over and over again, completely not understanding what this thing was for.

  

"Yes, the task is simple, but the matter is not easy." The old man patted Zhao Mai on the shoulder and said to him earnestly: "Jie Sheng Qizhi, remember? When you get there, no matter what happens, everything It's up to you."

  

   "Old man, you can see through the time, right? Why don't you tell me directly what will happen?"

  

"I am an ink dot on a white paper. I can only see those that I cover and touch the edge. How can I be sure that what I see is all the white paper is so wide?" The old man said: "You are still mine now. Inside the ink dot, but I hope you can set foot in new territory one day."

  

   "New territory? Sounds good." Zhao Mai nodded, "Are those other people getting ready to start? When should I start grabbing?"

  

The old man closed his eyes and said to him when he opened them again: "There is still an hour and eleven minutes. If you grab it, cancel it, and then set the itinerary immediately and set off with an empty car. The faster you move, the better. We detached The common open time entrance only lasts for two minutes. Zhong Jianbai will give you the cost of preparing to cross: a total of one hundred and twenty-four destiny gold coins."

  

   "How many, one hundred and twenty-four gold coins? Oh my god, this is..." Zhao Mai opened his mouth wide, like a frightened child.

  

"This time it's still the earth. It's very close in terms of distance, but it's another matter in terms of time. Moreover, there are more detached people, which will increase consumption." The old man laughed twice, it is hard to say that he was not laughing at himself: "It is equivalent to the more secure and stable the system, the lower the efficiency."

  

   "Anyway, it's the public money. Old man, can you give me some gold coins? After all, I'm doing things for the public. Can it be considered as travel expenses?"

  

   "You can't give more than one, it's for your own good." The old man smiled and said, "It is not a good thing to take too many fate gold coins.

  

   Zhao Mai didn't understand what this sentence meant, but he felt that things might not develop as he thought. A worry came to his mind, so he said to Zhong Jianbai: "There is something I just thought of. Anyway, everything can be traced back. What will happen if you give me a hundred more gold coins? Regardless of whether you look back or not, anyway. It makes no difference, no one will remember."

  

Zhong Jianbai thought for a while, and said to Zhao Mai: "From a personal point of view, I also want to give you more, but you also listened to the old man and didn't give a single one. You said'should make no difference'. In order to eliminate the risk, what should I do if something goes wrong? I have no time and space travel, and I have no experience at all. After all, you are the one to do this, so make your final decision! Should you use the gold coin box left by the old man, or me Go ahead and apply again?"

  

   At this time, it would be good if you had the ability to predict, at least you can use it as a reference. Zhao Mai thought about it and felt that the feeling of lack of money might be caused by his nervousness, so he should ignore it.

  

   Just above their heads, the eight groups of people in the departure hall of the relevant ministries and commissions are ready. Because of the self-protection of the detached, it is impossible to travel at random time on the earth. This can only be done if all detached people agree. In addition, this matter also involves the ownership of a magical world, which is even more important. The detached person does not care about material needs, but attaches great importance to the resources of intelligence, wisdom and creativity. Although the eight groups of people gathered together, they used various means to hide their appearance. They all go to the same time, but not the same place, to avoid meeting and start fighting. Although the final decision is who can control the Ministry, it is mainly a test of strategy and management ability, but if it can be solved by battle, they will never keep their hands.

  

   Zhao Mai doesn't care about their victory or defeat, he just wants to hide after passing, and then find something low-key to do, and slowly survive the 21 years.

  

   "Yes!" Staring at the phone, there was an order when it was time. Zhao Mai didn't care who belonged to him. As long as he glanced at it, he quickly grabbed it and cancelled it immediately.

  

   "Stop talking nonsense, let's go." Zhong Jianbai brushed Xiong Kai, opened the box and handed it to Zhao Mai. In addition to various metal currencies, there is also a kraft paper bag. Zhao Mai remembers that the old man once used such a paper bag to give him a hand-painted Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish, which is still in the car locker. I don't know what's in this kraft paper bag.

  

   "Egypt in 1995? How was it in that place?" Zhao Mai started the car: "Everyone sits down, let's take a journey in time and space!"

  

   "Ado!" "Wang!" "Come on!" Except for Zhao Mai, everyone seemed to be very excited, and their eyes exuded anticipation. Zhao Mai stepped on the accelerator. This time he did not need to rise to mid-air to enter the space tunnel. He only needs to accelerate to about 142 kilometers per hour, or 88 miles, to travel time.

  

   In the space channel, there are stars in the universe at first, and then a completely dark environment. You can reach the destination after a few minutes of driving. Zhao Mai has also seen space channels with slow lightning bursts. But the time channel is completely different. There are faint luminous lines everywhere, like spinning threads hanging from a loom, or like harp strings. These lines are arranged densely and neatly without touching each other. Some dim shadows are attached to the lines, moving in a fixed direction from top to bottom. Zhao Mai looked at it intently, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see what the shadow above was.

  

  ""Flying in the void, there is nothing to support under the wheels, but the wheels still rotate steadily. Where the car passes, these luminous lines will give way to the road, like a door curtain opened, and then return to the original state behind him. This process is repeated over and over again, no matter how dense the luminous lines are, they will not touch each other. Zhao Mai found that as long as he entered the tunnel, he couldn't and didn't need to control the car. He just had to keep the throttle and he would naturally reach the end.

  

   "The scenery here is really interesting." All the people in the car-except for Dojian-were looking around with interest. At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the car, and a completely strange voice came: "The little bug was here!" Then, a big hand made of luminous lines grabbed the car.

  

   "It turned out to be you, here!" The old man's voice also rang, and at the same time his hand appeared, blocking the previous hand. Zhao Mai just breathed out, and the third voice sounded. This time, a black hand appeared directly next to the car. Then the outer shell of the car was crushed like an empty soda can.

  

   Black smoke erupted from the car body, the engine immediately stopped, and the car started to fall. Zhao Mai saw countless hands sticking out from the luminous lines, tangled together ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but no hand tried to catch or rescue them. "" Constantly falling, this time the luminous lines will no longer take the initiative to let go. When the car hits the line, it will cause an explosion, and the outer shell of "" will be damaged, but fortunately, everyone in the car is dizzy because of the fall, and is not affected by other things.

  

   kept falling, getting farther and farther from the battlefield of the illuminated hand, and finally completely invisible. Below them, countless luminous lines converge more and more densely, forming an ocean that is too bright to look directly at. Zhao Mai knew in his heart that he would be damaged if he touched the line, and if he fell into the light, he would be dead.

  

   Just when he felt desperate, the hand-painted Tai Chi Yin Yang fish in the storage box flew out. The black and white, yin and yang parts revolved and expanded, suddenly wrapping the car. Zhao Mai already felt that the light in front of him had suddenly disappeared, and he had left the time tunnel and stopped in a wheat field shrouded in mist.

  

   "Is this a calculation? I am still alive to show that the old man is better?" Zhao Mai was undecided and looked at the situation through the mist. The wheat is sparse and there are many weeds in the field. Obviously, it has not been cleaned for a long time. A lonely scarecrow stands in the middle of the field, its **** is much higher than the Leaning Tower of Pisa. There are no birds, no insects, and only a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

  

  咦, how can it smell? (To be continued.)

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