The escalator slowly went down, and the fluorescent tubes overhead flickered on and off. The framed advertisements next to the escalator were left blank, and the floor was covered with newspaper crumbs, as if no one had cleaned them for several years. As the escalator went down, the people outside

The human voice grew farther and farther away, and was eventually cut off completely along with the sunlight.

The girl trotted all the way, carrying countless shredded newspapers and thick dust flying behind her.

She faced forward, and the white wall behind her gradually peeled off and turned yellow. The aluminum alloy plate on the ceiling turned into the lime ceiling of the last century. The LED light source hidden in the groove was replaced by a pale fluorescent tube. The escalator changed into a white one after he ran past.

It became a hard and cold marble step.

The cyan mist is washing away all the modern atmosphere here. The time of the platform is the 1870s, and at this moment its time is "infecting" the entire subway station.

A quiet subway platform that seemed to have been sealed by dust and time for decades was waiting for the girl in front of it. Broken newspapers were scattered all over the floor. The ancient "Five Lectures, Four Beauties and Three Loves" tile stickers were on the wall. The aging fluorescent lamps were flashing and emitting "

"Bang bang" sound.

The girl walked to the platform and waited. She seemed not to care about the changes in the surrounding environment. She was holding a small bag in both hands and humming an unknown song softly.

The ground shook slightly, and a subway stopped in front of the girl. With a harsh "kaka" sound, the rusty bearings rotated, and all the doors opened at the same time.

She slowly raised her head, and the fluorescent tubes above her head flickered on and off. The thick Russian-style pillars around her supported the extremely high top. The ground was made of extremely smooth terrazzo, and both sides of the stairs were iron railings painted with green paint.

The outer shell of the subway train was dilapidated, and it was painted "Line 1" with red paint.

The girl walked onto the subway and sat down in the dark carriage.

The doors closed, the subway restarted, and the steel wheels rolled over the rails, making a cheerful sound.

Lights flashed outside the window every few minutes, indicating that they had arrived at a new station. There were vague figures of people waiting at the station, but the subway did not slow down and rushed past.

No one came in to sell tabloids, no one came in to ask for small money, and no one came in to play or sing.

The girl sat quietly with her hands on her knees, her face seemed expressionless, or she seemed a little sad, and her eyes were as silent as dead water.

Is this what breaking up is like? When you break up with someone, you also say goodbye to everything about him. You delete his photos and contact information. You never go to the restaurant where you used to go to eat with him again. You close your relationship with him.

I opened a blog homepage. There was once a scene in a movie that made you cry inexplicably and rub yourself on his shoulder. But from now on, when you see this movie, you will always turn your head and avoid this scene.

And subconsciously, I tried my best not to cry...

"Beauty..." A faint voice echoed in the carriage, interrupting Xia Mi's thoughts.

She turned her head and glanced, and saw that the face that came close to her was as skinny as a skeleton, with a sad stubble, and a huge hole that was as bright as an oil lamp that was about to burn out.

Two more black figures approached from the left and right at the same time.

"Kassel College Grade 04, Department of Alchemy and Mechanical Engineering, Gao Mi, now a specialist in the execution department."

"Wan Boqian, grade 05, Department of Mechanics."

At this moment, the train passed through a station at high speed, and the lights on the platform instantly illuminated the three faces on the opposite side. They were equally thin and pale, and they all looked like they had just been dug out of ancient tombs.

There was no frightened expression on Xia Mi's face.

"Two Kassel students who accidentally entered the Nibelungen and one... ordinary person?" she thought.

I don't have much time to worry about them, just clear the memory and throw them away.

She clapped her hands and the three of them disappeared into the carriage in an instant.

She was alone again on this train.

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At the same time, on the other side.

At 0:45 in the middle of the night, Chu Zihang silently sneaked into the shopping mall on the underground floor of Oriental Plaza. This huge landmark building is adjacent to Chang'an Avenue, home to luxury brands and a Grand Hyatt Nine Points, and is directly connected to the Wangfujing subway station underground.

There were footsteps slowly approaching in the distance.

Chu Zihang hid behind the counter and did not emerge again until the night guard's flashlight light faded away.

During the day, this place is luxurious and lively, and there are so many beauties. Walking here will never make people feel uneasy. But at this moment, everything is silent, and it reveals the nature of the basement. There are no windows and the space is closed.

The lights that gave everything the beautiful color were turned off, leaving only a few fluorescent tubes illuminating the stuffed animals in the glass cabinets.

Those cute guys look a little out of shape under this kind of light, and the deep and shallow shadows on their faces give people the illusion that they are smiling or sneering.

The central air conditioner was turned off, and the air was cold and dull. The escalator leading to the subway flashed a "No Passage" red light. On both sides were advertisements from a fashion magazine. The same big face of a female star was plastered all over the wall.

There was a metallic shimmer on her nails and lips.

The footsteps of the night guard appeared in all directions after several refractions, as if there were several people walking around in the darkness.

Other than that, it's pretty normal here.

Chu Zihang moved forward slowly against the wall. He was already approaching the subway ticket gate, when a voice came from in front of him.

"Why don't you change this advertisement?"

"It will be replaced when it is due at the end of this month. You dust the glass and wipe it, and I will sweep the floor over there and play a game of chess later?"

Chu Zihang saw two cleaners cleaning the advertising light box from the reflection of the marble wall. The rolling shutter behind them had been lowered and locked. The only way to move forward was to cut the rolling shutter open.

"Is this really here?" He murmured to himself, beginning to doubt his judgment.

According to the memories Lu Mingze had given him in his dreams, Xia Mi's Nibelungs was in the subway station.

But no matter how cold the subway station looks late at night, it is just an artificial tunnel with a history of less than 50 years. A large number of workers who originally built this tunnel system are still alive, and people come and go every day.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If there is anything abnormal, there is no reason why it should not be noticed. There must be someone on duty at the subway station late at night, just like the two cleaners in front. If there is an empty subway,

It's impossible for them not to notice it.

The phone vibrated in the pocket, and a new text message came in, "Don't doubt your judgment, senior brother, just keep moving forward. By the way, junior sister has subscribed a China Mobile service for your mobile phone, and she can read it anytime, anywhere.

Get your spot and be mentally prepared."

Chu Zihang put his cell phone in his pocket, lowered his head and stood silently for a while, with the shadow of the fluorescent tube reflected on the marble floor.

You can still hear the pouring rain hitting the roof.

He was suddenly startled and stopped.

The Wangfujing subway station is on the second floor below ground level, and the underground shopping mall of Oriental Plaza is on the first floor below. He is between the steps on the first floor below and the second floor below. Even if it is pouring rain outside, it should not hit the roof above his head.

At this time, the "mark" on his shoulder blades seemed to be burned by fire. He could hear the footsteps of night guards in all directions, but all the footsteps were moving away quickly, as if they were running away from this space.

The fluorescent tubes flickered and the air was filled with the buzzing sound of electricity.

Chu Zihang slowly turned around, and the turntable of fate began to spin again. It was no longer the familiar ground, but the scarred Maybach.

Like a ghost who had a secret appointment, it came back.

At this moment, rain began to leak above the head, and the cold rain came back from all directions, flowing peacefully along the marble floor and turning into small waterfalls on the steps.

Chu Zihang wiped the rain off his face and walked down slowly.

He heard the sound, coming from deep underground, the rails vibrating.

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She raised her head and saw only the golden starlight drifting in the infinite darkness. She could not see the top or the wall.

Walking into this huge space was like an ant crawling into St. Peter's Basilica late at night. He reached the end of the subway and the end of the maze.

Xia Mi tiptoed on the sleepers, crossing this huge space. At the end was a man-made rock wall, which was full of traces left by machinery. Adjacent to the rock wall was a spindle-shaped cement platform.

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At this time, a yellow light on the rock wall came on, flashing slowly.

The thick rock wall began to shake, cracks appeared from top to bottom, and the entire rock wall was covered with cracks. Pieces of gravel fell, dust filled the air, the yellow light shook as if it was about to fall, and the surrounding rocks peeled off.

It was a real giant dragon, and it was his slender neck that broke through the rock wall first.

There are no words to describe his ancient and majestic body. He is obviously a reptile, but he must be more beautiful than any reptile.

The blue-black scales on the whole body opened and closed from front to back, making the sound of metal collision, and the face full of bony protrusions showed the majesty of a monarch.

"Sister! Sister!" the dragon shouted happily, "you finally came back to see me!"

"Yes." Xia Mi said softly, "I'm here to see you."

The dragon's huge head came docilely to the girl's side, and the girl reached out and touched its nose.

"I brought you potato chips." Xia Mi took off the small bag in his hand, "Would you like the tomato and chicken sauce flavor, or the Italian red braised version?"

"Great! Thank you sister!" The dragon's eyes flashed with excitement and he put his head on the ground, "I want the blue one!"

"Then the blue ones." Xia Mi opened a bag of blue potato chips, sat next to the dragon's head, picked up a piece and fed it to the dragon's mouth.

"Potato chips are the most delicious thing in the world." The dragon squinted its eyes happily and hummed.

Xia Mi silently fed them one piece at a time, and soon finished the bag of potato chips.

"Sister! Sister!" The dragon licked his lips, "Let's watch TV!"

"Okay." Xia Mi said.

The dragon took out a TV, an 18-inch old-fashioned TV, a heavy and large square box. It handled it with care and was extremely careful when connecting the power supply with its wingtips.
To be continued...