infinite danger

Chapter 179

"Boom...boom..."

When Ji Siwei adjusted his sleeves, there was a gentle knock on the door outside.

The voice was slow and gentle, as if it was a friendly discussion rather than urging him.

"It'll be fine right now."

Ji Siwei packed up everything and opened the door.

Standing outside the door, Bai Ying wearing a red fang mask touched Ji Siwei's head without saying a word, took out a colorful lollipop from somewhere, and handed it to him.

"For me?" Ji Siwei had to look up to see Bai Ying's head.

Behind the mask, there are a pair of black eyes full of kindness, with a soft expression.

Shiro Shadow nodded, and passed the colored lollipop forward again. It has no palm, and its arms are like a cloud of soft mist.

Ji Siwei took the lollipop with some embarrassment, rolled his eyes and said, "Thank you."

Shirokage made a sound that was very similar to the cry of a whale, and it sounded like he was laughing happily.

Shirai Shadow rubbed his hair, took a deep look at him, and then floated into the bathroom.

The door is closed.

Ji Siwei looked at the colorful lollipop in his hand, feeling a little puzzled and warm, put the lollipop into his backpack, and walked towards the sink.

There is a mirror on the wall.

The appearance in the mirror is almost the same as when I was 13 years old in memory. The outline of the face has become rounder, because the face is small, the eyes appear bigger, and the tails of the eyes are far less flying than usual.

Because wearing ill-fitting clothes made him less aggressive and more cute.

If it weren't for the dark red blood fog in his eyes, he would look like a harmless younger brother.

The eight-tailed cat jumped onto the sink and looked curiously at Ji Siwei in the mirror. His whole body became smaller. In contrast, the eight-tailed cat seemed much bigger than usual.

The eight-tailed cat tilted its round head to look at the mirror, stretched out its paws, and touched Ji Siwei's face.

A few ripples suddenly appeared on the calm mirror, and a pale finger stretched out from the mirror, and the fingertip touched the eight-tailed cat's flesh pad.

"Oh?!" The eight-tailed cat opened its eyes slightly, retracted its paws, and rushed into Ji Siwei's arms like a small cannonball.

Ji Siwei held it with both hands, and was knocked back two steps.

A rotten hand stretched out from the mirror, grabbed the sink, a wet face stuck out of the mirror, and shouted enthusiastically: "Hi! Cute kitten..."

"And a cute little brother!"

This face is not very scary, after looking at it for a long time, it even feels a little delicate.

But rushing out so suddenly is still a bit scary.

Ji Siwei hugged the eight-tailed cat hanging on his body, and politely said hello: "Hello."

"Brother, the yin energy on your body is so weak. If you go to the front compartment, you will be eaten to pieces by weird people." The ghost in the mirror saw that Ji Siwei was going to move forward, and held his chin and said: " Why don't you follow me into the mirror and come out at the end point."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have to go to the front." Ji Siwei said.

"Okay." The ghost in the mirror waved his hand in disappointment, and went back into the mirror: "Then I wish you good luck."

By this time the night was already very deep.

Ji Siwei washed his face and set off again.

As we all know, cats hate water very much. Ji Siwei still has drops of water on his hands and face. Even though he is very cute now, the eight-tailed cat still despises him and refuses to let him hug him.

It didn't want to walk, so it floated beside Ji Siwei with the puppet.

Ji Siwei raced against time and searched all the way to the No. 8 carriage.

Still no drawer.

Not even a little feeling.

There were seven passengers sitting in the No. 8 car, all with their backs to him, lying on the table. They were dressed in different clothes, but their bodies were very similar.

Nothing was found in car number 8, and the door to car number 7 was completely sealed by a strange black substance.

The black matter was like a flowing colloid, wriggling from top to bottom, and slowly fell to the ground.

Ji Siwei took out the black knife, and a dense red mist was released from the palm of the hand to cover the blade, and slashed towards the black substance.

Originally, I thought that this knife could at least make a gap, but I didn't expect that the blade would make an ear-piercing sound when it hit the black substance.

The black substance was not damaged at all, but Ji Siwei's tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and the black knife almost dropped.

These seemingly soft substances are as hard as black knives!

Ji Siwei switched the black knife to his left hand, and a large amount of blood mist overflowed from his palm, rushing towards the door made of strange black matter.

The blood mist covered it, making a "sizzling" scorching sound, and an unpleasant burnt smell appeared in the air.

Blue electric light drilled out of the black substance and shot at Ji Siwei's palm.

Ji Siwei quickly withdrew his hands and turned sideways to dodge.

The blood mist disappeared, and the black door did not even have a gap.

"Brother, our door was almost opened." A voice imitating a woman said with a deliberately squeaky voice.

A disdainful voice replied: "Tsk, this kid is not that powerful, he can't open it."

A calm voice said, "Our black mines are not that easy to crack."

"Wow! Woah!" There was even a dog barking.

After careful identification, the timbres of these voices are very similar, as if a person deliberately changed his tone to pretend to be several people.

Ji Siwei turned around and saw that the seven people lying on the table all showed their faces.

One of them was squatting in the aisle, with a black collar tied around his neck, his hands were hanging on the ground, his tongue was sticking out, and he acted like a big dog.

The clothing and appearance of these seven people are very different.

Someone was dressed in black with a grim expression.

Someone was dressed in fiery red with bloodthirsty eyes.

Someone was wearing a pink cheongsam with high slits and embroidered flowers, with heavy makeup on his face, and the high-pitched voice should be from this guy.

However, these seven faces look exactly the same!

What's happening here?

Septuplets?

Or split?

"Hey, kid, where are you going?" The most normal person among the seven stood up and asked Ji Siwei with a smile.

Affected by the train, the man looked young.

Hearing him call his little friend, Ji Siwei frowned uncomfortably: "Go to the front car."

"What are you doing there?" The man in the pink cheongsam stretched out his hand with pink nail polish: "I just saw that you came from the back compartment."

Ji Siwei said succinctly, "I have something to do."

The man in red patted the table angrily, and said harshly, "Why are you talking so much nonsense with this brat? Just kill him and it's over."

"Wow!" The person squatting in the aisle shook his hands excitedly.

"Brother, you are too rough, take your time." The man in the pink cheongsam smiled and turned to Ji Siwei: "Little friend, if you can open this door by yourself, I will let you go."

Ji Siwei threw a cloud of blood mist at Heimen.

As soon as the blood mist touched the black door, it triggered a dazzling thunder, and the glass in the carriage vibrated violently, almost breaking.

A numbness came from his fingertips, Ji Siwei shook hands and stopped attacking.

"Haha...haha..." The person in the pink cheongsam smiled exaggeratedly.

Hearing this weird laughter, the hairs on Ji Siwei's arms stood on end.

To solve a problem, we must solve the root of the problem.

This is Ji Siwei's basic rule of doing things.

"I give up." Ji Siwei restrained his hostility, blinked his eyes, and asked curiously, "Sister, why do you look so alike? Are you septuplets?"

"That's not right." The person in the pink cheongsam was pleased by the "sister" and said softly, "We can be said to be seven people, or we can be said to be one person."

Ji Siwei asked again: "Soul and body split?"

The man shook his head and said deliberately mysteriously: "We are seven different souls, but once belonged to the same body."

Ji Siwei understood that they were actually one person when they were alive—a person with split personality and seven different souls.

After death these souls become separate entities.

Ji Siwei immediately thought of a countermeasure.

Other personalities are attached to the main personality, as long as the main personality is found and controlled, the "black water mine" on the passage will naturally disintegrate.

On the surface, Ji Siwei seemed to be thinking about what the pink cheongsam said, but he was actually observing the seven personalities quietly.

The pink flower cheongsam is a female personality, the one who is drooling while holding a small windmill is a child personality, the one in red should be an aggressive personality, the one in black looks like an autistic personality, and the one squatting on the ground I don't know what's going on.

Excluding the above five, only the one who asked Ji Siwei where he was going at the beginning and the one who didn't leave his seat or speak from the beginning to the end could be the protagonists.

The former is more likely.

"Little puppet, do you see the person in the white shirt on the left?" Ji Siwei communicated with the puppet in his heart: "I will listen to my instructions later, go and control him."

Little puppet: "Understood!"

Ji Siwei walked up to the target and smiled harmlessly: "Do you know where this train will go?"

He thought that Ji Siwei had really given up on breaking the door, so he smiled unsuspectingly: "Of course it's the way..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Siwei stepped on the chair, and the black knife wrapped in blood mist pierced his heart neatly, calling out in his heart: "Little puppet!"

The little puppet and the eight-tailed cat moved at the same time, fighting against other personalities, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

"Open the passage and let me pass." Ji Siwei pressed down the black knife and said tentatively, "Otherwise, if I kill you, the other personalities will also perish."

The target didn't deny it, and frowned: "Smart kid."

Ji Siwei guessed right, this person is indeed the main character.

Ji Siwei looked into his eyes and said word by word: "As long as I go one inch deeper, you will be out of your wits."

After the master personality was controlled, the other personalities also began to weaken, and the situation had completely reversed.

The main character closed his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the black substance on the passage completely disappeared.

"The blood mist has penetrated into your heart, and I can detonate it with a snap of my fingers." Ji Siwei said, "You'd better play it safe and don't play tricks."

There was a trace of fear in the eyes of the protagonist, Ji Siwei drew his knife, and left the No. 8 carriage with the eight-tailed cat and the puppet.

Sure enough, it was not blocked again.

It wasn't until they got to the No. 6 compartment that the eight-tailed cat asked the question that had been held back for a long time: "Snap your fingers and you can detonate the blood mist. Is this your newly developed supernatural move?"

Ji Siwei chuckled lightly: "That was to scare him, and I'm not Thanos."

Eight tails: "I actually believed your evil."

In carriage No. 6, most of the passengers were ordinary, only one passenger caught Ji Siwei's attention.

He is wearing a black suit, has long white hair, and holds a head in a white-gloved hand.

The head's eyes were open, and there was not a drop of blood on the neatly cut neck.

On his desktop, four different-looking heads were neatly placed.