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Chapter 203 The ticket to return to the world

Ji Siwei rolled his eyes and waved his hand: "Hi, we meet again."

He was wearing a satin shirt, tied a bow tie neatly, and his smile healed. Just looking at this scene, he greeted you like a very well-behaved brother next door.

You even want to rub his head...well, if you ignore the bundle of thick twine he's holding in his hand.

After the mirror world was repaired, only the memory of the crayon boy was completely restored, and the other ghosts were formatted.

This ghost didn't have any impression of Ji Siwei. Although the kid's reaction was a bit strange when he saw it, his shrunken brain didn't support him thinking too much.

It got out of bed according to the procedure, walked towards the mirror, pressed its hands on the mirror, and said in a bewitching voice: "Come in... come in... here is everything you want... here can bring you happiness..."

"Okay, I'll come in right away." Ji Siwei tilted his head, and a misty red mist emerged from his palm, evenly wrapped around the hemp rope. As soon as he raised his hand, the hemp rope went into the mirror and grabbed the ghost's neck.

The ghost's eyes were wide open, its ten fingers grew sharp long armor, and with a low growl, it grabbed the menacing rope with its bare hands. Unexpectedly, the rope seemed to be wrapped in a ball of flames, and the temperature was unbearable, and it was firmly stuck to its hand.

The scorching, heart-scratching pain, the rope is whipped on the hand, but it is like whipping the sky.The ghost looked at the blood mist that was eating away at his soul in astonishment, and swallowed his saliva.

Fear arises spontaneously.

He wanted to escape, but the rope was wrapped around his body and he couldn't move.The ghost wanted to cry without tears, opened its throat, and let out a piercing howl, like calling for help and venting.

"Don't shout, there won't be any ghosts to save you." The person holding the rope said in a relaxed tone, and tied it at the end of the bed slowly, tied a bow at the end, picked up a ball of handkerchief and stuffed it into its mouth, Totally silenced.

This kidnapping skill is proficient.

"Let's go." Ji Siwei called the puppet and the eight-tailed cat to the room of the little crayon boy.

The room was deserted, and the little crayon boy hadn't come back yet. Ji Siwei thought for a moment, and decided to surprise him, avoiding the visible range of the mirror, and dragged a chair to sit down.Signal the puppet and the eight-tailed cat to restrain their breath and keep quiet.

On the opposite side is a small bookshelf filled with dark picture books, Ji Siwei picked out one to read with great interest.

After a while, dull footsteps sounded from the other end.

"Strange..." the little crayon boy muttered to himself, stepped across the mirror, and returned to the room.

The little crayon boy stopped suddenly, pouted his nose, and turned his head vigilantly.

A warm yellow light was turned on in the room, and he saw a person sitting in front of the bookshelf, who was about the same height as him, dressed like a little gentleman, smiled at him, and greeted him gently and politely: "Good evening."

The crayon boy was a little flustered: "When did you come in? What are you doing here?" Good evening, I don't feel good at all!

"I came to the room to look for you at night, what else can I do..." Ji Siwei said softly, cut his fingertips, dripped blood into copper coins, and said in one go: "I'm leaving here soon, I must cherish the opportunity to see you."

"Don't cherish it!" The crayon boy broke down a bit: "Don't cut your fingers! We should discuss things carefully!"

The red silk thread smelled blood, and the hole had already been drilled, like a flower from the other side that suddenly bloomed, dazzling and strange.

The red silk thread of the copper coin is nourished by the abundant yin energy, making it plump and soft, and the speed of swimming is faster than before.

The crayon boy had already given up resistance, but stared at Ji Siwei unwillingly, with resentment and despair in his eyes.

The yin energy in the mirror world is much thinner than the previous two times, and it seems that it is about to bottom out.

Also, copies are not an inexhaustible place.

When Ji Siwei returned to the outside of the mirror, the area of ​​blood on the copper coin expanded again, reaching nearly four-fifths of the total area.As a result, his ability has improved a lot.

Ji Siwei had a good night's sleep, and woke up the next day to find that the taskers had relaxed a lot.

This is the last day. After today, they can return to the present world and return to the original track.

Professor Wenren didn't show up that day, and the taskers stayed in the castle peacefully for fear of accidents, not leaving a single step.

Ji Siwei was bored, took the two little guys out for a walk, and ran into the butler within a few steps.

The butler's hair was mostly grey, and he sighed when he saw him.

Ji Siwei found him interesting, so he teased, "Housekeeper, why are you sighing?"

"It's gone, this place is almost gone." The housekeeper sighed: "Little guest, excuse me first."

This sentence was intriguing, Ji Siwei walked to the door and saw a faded world.The original verdant plants are only a touch of green, and the red roof has fallen into pink.

The sky was gray and cloudless, and everything in the distance turned into different shades of gray, like a frozen black and white photo.

Only the castle remains in its original state.

No wonder the housekeeper said that this place is almost gone, because the yin energy here has almost been drained by Ji Siwei, and it is almost impossible to maintain it.

At night, a crayon drawing appeared in front of Shu'er's door.

Shu'er was a little panicked, she didn't want to die here, so she discussed with Lemon, moved the mirror from the empty room, and tied the two mirrors together like Ji Siwei did before.

Before it could be implemented, Ji Siwei came to the door: "Can I stay in this room tonight?"

Shu'er couldn't understand what he was doing, so he pointed to the door and said, "You should know that our room was selected, right?"

"I know, you don't have to worry about it, it will be fine." Ji Siwei asked, "Can I enter the room?"

Shu'er couldn't wish for it: "Of course."

Because of anxiety, Shu'er and Lemon have been fidgeting, and midnight is ushered in this restless atmosphere.

A cloudy air appeared on the mirror, Ji Siwei stood up, picked up the bundle of ropes that Shu'er found: "You guys come with me."

Shu'er asked nervously, "Where are you going?"

Ji Siwei pointed to the mirror: "I looked for it before, the drawer is in the mirror world."

"Really?" Shu'er was overjoyed, and didn't care about the fear: "So we can go back tonight?"

Ji Siwei gave a faint "hmm" and walked into the mirror.

Shu'er and Lemon looked at each other, gritted their teeth and followed.

The two stared dumbfounded as Ji Siwei skillfully tied up the ghost in the room, opened the door, and prepared to walk away.

Seeing that they didn't leave, Ji Siwei turned his head: "Why are you standing there, let's go."

Only then did the two come back to their souls and hurriedly followed.

When Ji Siwei entered, the little crayon boy happened to come back, and when he saw the uninvited guest in the room, he stopped in his tracks.

"Meet you again." Ji Siwei looked at the white cabinet and saw a palm-sized blood spot on the second drawer. He asked with a smile, "I'm leaving now, do you want to stop me?"

This dungeon can't stand his tossing, so to avoid accidents, it's best to leave now.

The pain of the crushed soul has never been erased, and the little boy wished that he would disappear immediately: "Let's go, let's go."

"At least we've been together for a week. You are so unfeeling, it's really sad." Ji Siwei waved his hand and opened the blood-stained white drawer.

A majestic mist of light gushed out, engulfing them.

When his consciousness regained consciousness, Ji Siwei smelled the unique smell of D7470 train again.

"Little guy, are you back?" A steady voice sounded from the side, sounding quite old: "The bus is about to arrive, I thought you wouldn't be able to come back."

Ji Siwei raised his hand, and saw the white and tender palm, with some force, a few dimples were squeezed out from the back of the hand.

This size...is it too small? !

He reached out to touch his face, and felt a soft mass.Holding the cabinet to stand up, I suddenly realized that I was not much taller than the chair in front of me.

Short again.

Ji Siwei raised his eyes and met a pair of clear eyes.

Before entering the dungeon, he and these eyes met each other once.

The train conductor of D7470 looks very mysterious, but now he has a gentle attitude, not like a difficult person.

The conductor glanced at him, then looked away.

The lights of the train illuminate the road ahead. In the cold light, there are densely packed small white dots floating, separated by a glass, which still makes people feel very spiritual.

Ji Siwei tidied up his overlong clothes, and asked, "Commander, do you know how to get back?"

Hearing his immature voice, Ji Siwei had another headache.

Train conductor: "Go back? Where are you going back?"

Ji Siwei: "Go back to Yangcheng South Station, back to the ground."

The train conductor was silent for a moment, took a sip of water from the water glass, moistened his throat, and said, "As soon as you came in, I felt something was wrong, you are a living being."

Ji Siwei: "Yes."

"Why did you get on this car... Forget it, I won't ask you why." The train changed its subject and said bluntly: "If you want to go back, you must first get a ticket to return to the world, and then get off at the terminal station." , find platform 0, and wait for a train."

There was not a trace of yin on the train conductor, and he seemed to be a living person.

Ji Siwei asked: "Excuse me, how can I get a ticket?"

Conductor: "Ticket? You already have it."

"I don't remember that I have a return ticket." Ji Siwei was taken aback, opened his backpack and looked through it.The colored lollipop given by Shirokage earlier was gone, replaced by a colored train ticket.

The starting station is Guimenguan Station, and the final station is Yangcheng South Station.

The train number is A0000.

The seat number is No. 15 in Car 10.

The departure time is not stated.

"It turns out that the terminal of this car is really a ghost gate."

Ji Siwei collected the ticket and asked, "Commander, can my body return to its original state?"

The train conductor said inexplicably: "Death is born again, birth is death again, birth and death are endless, and reincarnation is immortal. Reincarnation and reincarnation, since there is a return, there is a return."

After that, the two of them didn't talk any more, Ji Siwei quietly watched the small white dot outside the window rise and fall again and again.

"The next stop is Guimenguan Station. The train has arrived at the terminal station. Passengers, please bring all your luggage and get off at this station..."

The train stopped slowly. After finishing a series of operations, the train conductor picked up his water glass and took a sip slowly: "Little guy, come with me."

Ji Siwei got off the train behind the conductor. The terminal station was far from what he had imagined. There were no hideous ghosts here, and there were no scary scenes such as ancient blood pools.

This place is like a station with a slightly larger area, and the decoration is more magnificent than the new high-speed railway station in Yangcheng.

Most of the people who come and go are children, and some are dragging a big suitcase, which looks cute.

The train conductor took him all the way to a spacious hall and pointed him in the direction: "Go there to check the ticket and wait for the train at platform 0. Remember, don't go back after you get to the platform. Come to this place again."

Ji Siwei said he remembered and wanted to thank him, but the train conductor disappeared.

No.12 Volume No Taboo Office