Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 55: It’s Su Bai’s turn to cut Hu

Qin Yang drove the car to the road in front of the Qinhuangdao Railway Station, pointed to the side of the road, and said, "Would you like to buy something to eat and drink to get on the train? The train station is expensive, not worthwhile."

Su Bai suddenly felt a little smile, "Do you want to be so grounded?"

Qin Yang himself laughed and waved his hand, "I have a three-month-old child and a wife who is not very healthy. I am usually used to saving money. Look at the cigarettes I smoke. It's a pack of five dollars, how can you be so cool and unrestrained like you."

"You shouldn't be short of money." Su Bai said.

Yes, the broadcast listeners, although not as eye-catching as the rich, but with their own ability, under the premise of the acquiescence of the terrorist broadcast, there is no problem in making their lives comfortable and prosperous.

"The flowers I earn are at ease, and I spend the money I obtained from the horror broadcast to my family. I am afraid that they will also be involved in this kind of retribution. I just bear these things. "

Qin Yang threw the cigarette **** out of the window, looking a little depressed. Obviously, the man who was able to suppress his ability and continue to earn money and support his family as before, the pressure he was under and his terrible temperament really made people Smack your tongue.

Su Bai suddenly thought of his parents, then of himself, and then of the little guy,

Is this a kind of karma?

Get out of the car and waved to Qin Yang. Su Bai actually walked to the opposite supermarket and bought two bottles of water and a piece of chewing gum, and then walked directly across the road to the train station.

Getting on the elevator and getting the ticket, Su Bai sat in the waiting hall and waited. There is no airport in Qinhuangdao. This is a very inconvenient place. Fortunately, it’s very fast to take the high-speed rail from Tianjin to Beijing here, and the frequency is also A lot, basically the same as a bus.

When it was almost time, Su Bai was about to get up to check the ticket, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a biting chill in his heart, and even vaguely involved the zombie suffocation in his body.

Su Bai lowered his head silently, covering his distorted expression at this time. The zombie suffocation in his body suddenly felt like a feeling. If Su Bai hadn't reacted in time and desperately suppressed it, it might be in full view. Transformed down.

The consciousness began to search, and his eyes began to wander, Su Bai finally discovered the source of the power that involved him,

In the toilet, in the toilet in the waiting hall.

Stumbled into the toilet, and collided with a few people in the middle. When those people saw Su Bai like this, they thought they were sick or drug addicts. They didn't care too much, hurry up. Avoid.

Su Bai entered the men's toilet. In that row of pit cubicles, Su Bai quickly walked to the last position, reached out to open the door, but was locked from the inside.

Without hesitation, Su Bai immediately raised his foot and kicked it down.

"Boom!"

The compartment door was kicked open, and Su Bai saw a man lying unconscious in the compartment. In the man's arms, something was emitting a visible light.

The man’s body was full of excrement and urine. Obviously, it happened when he was out of court, causing him to not even rub his fart,,, and stocks. He didn’t even realize that he had passed out in a conscious mind and was still doing it. What happened before the coma.

Su Bai didn't care about getting dirty, took the thing out of the man's arms, and then stepped back.

This is a scroll. When opened, it is a very simple portrait. The portrait should be presented in a way similar to ink painting, which looks antique.

What the picture scroll shows is a sea. There is a purple moon hanging over the sea. Su Bai looks at this purple moon, and the zombie evil spirit in his body seems to be more difficult to control. This purple moon, the one in this painting Ziyue is the source of the zombie evil spirit in her body!

Fortunately, the dawn has already appeared, the purple moon is slowly dissipating, and the sun is beginning to fall.

Su Bai also let out a long sigh of relief, this picture is extraordinary!

This reminds Su Bai of the monster on the mountain in the world of Mr. Zombie’s story. The monster exists in the painting to establish the world. Although this painting does not have the coercive force of the painting of the monster, Obviously it is impossible to be completely similar and compared, but being able to draw out the zombie evil spirit in one's body so clearly is enough to show its preciousness.

"Is this the monk looking for?"

Su Bai smiled slightly, it's really possible. After all, he and the monk saw this painting of the demon together in the last story world, and then the monk may have thought of something, so he came to Qinhuangdao to find something similar.

"Forget it, it's cheaper for me."

Su Bai took a cell phone and took a picture of the man who passed out in the toilet pit to use his personal relationships to check his identity, and then took the cubicle door up and chose Leaving, after all, the train has arrived, and I will miss the train later.

Because it is noon, there are very few passengers in this class, so there are basically few people in the first-class seats of the high-speed rail.

After the train started, Su Bai opened the water bottle and took a sip of water, and then took out the painting again. This time, when the painting was spread out again, the scenery in the painting changed greatly. The sea is calm and the wind is sunny, giving people a feeling of relaxation and joy.

There are a lot of weirdness in this painting.

In the lower right corner of the scroll, there are several seals, one is Zhongzheng and peaceful, one looks similar to Dongying's seal style, and the other is just a paw print, not like a human trace.

Obviously, this means that this painting has been collected by three people, and one is a Japanese collector.

Su Bai suddenly thought of his previous bronze box. The box was finally taken away by the fat man. Su Bai never asked for it, because there was no reason to ask for it. After all, this box almost had nine My brother was killed. At that time, Su Bai really didn't have the strength to occupy the box. It was just this painting. Su Bai planned to treasure it.

At this time, Su Bai's cell phone rang, and it was actually a WeChat sent by the monk.

"Went back?"

Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly. It is obvious that something happened to the monk. It may not be a personal accident, but what he was looking for. An accident happened. It was not so coincidental. It seems this This painting is really what the monk is looking for.

Su Bai put the picture scroll aside, then clicked on a video call application, and the monk quickly answered it.

The monk didn't know which dark corner he was in now, the light was not very bright, and there were a few wounds on the monk's face. It should have just been fighting, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

The background of Su Bai's video is the high-speed rail car, and he also deliberately.

"Really only came to talk to the poor monk?" The monk saw that Su Bai had all gotten on the high-speed rail back. It was a little weird, but after thinking about it, he felt very natural. For Su Bai, he ran It is also in line with his style to find a spiritual massage for his own enlightenment and then do nothing back.

"Nonsense, I have to go back and apply for a lot of documents for my child's account. Actually, there are many things."

"Amitabha Buddha, have a good journey." The monk said this to the little guy. The monk had prayed to the little guy with Gyatso before, and he was half a godfather.

"So are you."

The two big men hung up the video call very briefly.

Su Bai put the picture scroll back into his backpack, and then propped his neck with both hands, put the seat down, and uncle lay down.

However, Su Bai, who seemed to be relaxing, did not relax at all. With the picture scroll, the guy in the toilet comatose because he could not bear the influence of the picture scroll. The guy in the toilet was obviously an ordinary person. If nothing else, it should be An errand runner, this picture scroll shouldn't appear on his body. A monk has been busy working on this picture scroll for so long. If it still falls on an ordinary person and takes it away, it is obviously an insult to the monk.

That guy should only be used to convey things. Obviously someone deliberately asked an ordinary person to carry this painting to cover the monk’s eyes and ears. Now that the other person has arrived at the train station, it is obvious that the real follower The monk who competed for this painting in Qinhuangdao should also be in the train station~IndoMTL.com~ and even, probably also on this bus.

I was lucky and cut Hu in the middle, so Su Bai must be prepared to be snatched back. When he returns to Shanghai, everything is stable. This painting is left at home, with auspicious watching. It was the monk who later learned that the scroll was with him, and he could not steal it back.

It’s just that now we must still be more careful, after all, this is not our home court.

At this time, the sensor door of this carriage opened by itself, and a man with a little shaggy hair in a t-shirt and shorts walked in while talking on the phone. This looked more like a place for a waiting seat.

"It’s impossible to work part-time. It’s impossible to work part-time in this life. You can’t do business. It’s only by stealing this kind of stuff that you can live a life like this. Entering the detention center feels like going home. I go back a year. , I don’t go back on the Lunar New Year’s Eve. I usually go back and see if something happens at home. I feel better in the detention center than at home. It’s boring to be alone at home.

Go, you said you have no money to eat? Yes, leave the card number, I close my eyes and press 0, isn't it a fate to play more and less? "

After the man came in, he made a loud call and walked past Su Bai naturally. He saw that Su Bai was asleep with his eyes closed and wearing sunglasses, and the other party’s breathing was steady, and he continued to speak loudly. Called and walked to the back of Su Bai's seat, suddenly stretched out his hand, lifted Su Bai's backpack on the side in a very fast and extremely skillful posture. With joy, he turned around and was ready to go, who Knowing that he had just raised his head, he found that his brows were cold, and the Hellfire shotgun had reached his forehead.

"I said, brother, do you still bring cos props when you go out?"

Su Bai smiled slightly,

Then,

The trigger was pulled,

"Bang!" (To be continued.)