Chapter 503： If you don’t open the door, you have to die.

Turn around...

This is a real turn of the sky. At this time, Su Bai completely lost his sense of direction and sense of gravity. The only thing he can perceive is the puppet who is still in his own hands. The squeaky laughter of the human scalp can no longer be described by the feeling of motion sickness. If it is not Su Bai’s spiritual willpower is more than ordinary people, it may be made to be dissipated now, and it may be impossible to become an idiot directly.

"噗通..."

Finally, the violent vertigo disappeared, and Su Bai fell heavily into a place.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts;

"hiss……"

Su Bai subconsciously explored his own underside.

Hairy, is the carpet?

Open your eyes and the pupil began to refocus. Su Bai finally found out where he was. It turned out to be a train. Here, it should be the dining workshop in the train, surrounded by dining tables and a food bar. Carpets are very cheap old-fashioned rugs, and even the table and chairs are a very retro feeling.

Su Bai stood up, his arms, his hands, his body, all over the place, it was enough to see how much it fell before, but even then, on the floor There was no trace left.

The doll fell on the side of Su Bai. Now, it seems to have become a real doll, not laughing or laughing.

Subconsciously want to motivate his own blood to force the body's injuries. However, at this time, Su Bai was surprised to find that there are countless absorbing forces around him, constantly keeping his own Power is sucking in the past.

One hand is holding the table top, and the whole person leans on it. When Su Bai is concentrating on the alert, the force of the absorbing force that has just existed everywhere disappears without a trace at this time, as if he was afraid of Su Bai’s existence. The same, it is like just wanting to make a joke with Su Bai.

The bruises on the body are slowly disappearing. Fortunately, the Su Baibai is thick and thick. If you change the fat to come this way, you may have a fracture directly.

Is this the green leather train I used to climb outside?

Su Bai carefully observed that the restaurant workshop is very clean, but it should be some years old. The equipment inside is also old things for some years. It is really not like the dining car in the train and the high-speed rail.

"Ah……"

Su Bai suddenly felt very funny,

what the hell,

When you fall, you go straight into the train?

Is it a joke that is still hard to grab the railings and follow the train to run the fat man and the son of the sea?

However, Su Bai couldn’t smile at all. From the reaction of the doll before and the strangeness of this green leather train, I came in inexplicably. It may not be a lucky thing. There is no heaven in this world. The thing that breaks the stuffing cake, even if there is, will kill people.

Picking up the doll on the ground, Su Bai is ready to leave here to look at other cars. No matter whether he is in the green train or not, he can’t stay in one place.

On the dining car bar, there were two baskets of hoes, covered with a layer of white cloth, and still hot.

Although this feeling is very strange, but Su Bai is also a cold-hearted master, but actually took the two from there, bite, chewed and swallowed,

"The radish stuffing is OK."

While eating the steamed buns and whites, the door of the dining car was pushed open. The front should be the sleeper workshop, and only one trail on the side could be used for people.

When Su Bai walked over, he found that the small doors of all the sleepers were closed. When he walked to the middle, Su Bai personally opened a small door with a six-person bed, three layers on the left and right, and the quilt and pillow on the top. It’s neat.

Closing the door, Su Bai continued to move forward, passed the sleeper workshop, and the soft seat workshop was in front. The two green leather trains were not very long, probably all of them added up, and they also looked like the seven or eight cars. For the green leather train of the passengers, it is indeed a bit shorter, but after all, this is broadcast to listen to the audience. It is so long, it is already very luxurious, and it can be qualified to be transported to the audience in that place. ?

"Do you smoke?"

Su Bai just walked to the middle of the soft seat workshop, and suddenly there was a voice behind him. Su Bai looked over his head and looked at it. A young man in a white shirt sat there with a cigarette in his hand.

However, Su Bai can be sure that when he just came over, he did not find this person at all, and it is absolutely impossible for him to pay attention!

where is this place?

What is the environment here?

How can Su Bai go so careless?

Reaching out, Su Bai is still preparing to smoke, but the cigarette directly penetrates his hand.

this is,

fake?

"Oh, sorry, I forgot that I am already dead." The shirt youth shrugged helplessly. "My smoke, you certainly can't get it, it's really boring."

The shirt youth stood up and said, and Su Bai noticed that the other person’s eyes stayed for a while in the hands of their own hands.

“Are you at home?” asked the shirt youth.

"Well, it’s fast," Su Bai replied.

"Oh, I am really home." The shirt youth smiled. "Go live, die back, it is really polite."

Su Bai naturally knows the "it" in the youth and refers to who.

"The people in this car are already..." Su Bai said that it stopped here. After all, the deceased was big, and the blood corpse came back from that place, even if it was broadcast into the story world. Dead, but the remnant still has the last ability to pounce, almost gave Su Bai to give.

These big names, even if they are dead, can't be underestimated.

"It's all dead, not dead, how come back?" The shirt sighed a little sighed. "Finally, I am coming home."

Looking at the reaction of the shirt youth, Su Bai could not help but start to guess. Is this train really a "roar car" for broadcasting arrangements?

"What do you do, I know, it is clear." The shirt youth looked at Su Bai. "My things are gone, but I remember that there are a few people who have not left their things, just like the funerary objects." I came back with him on the train, just in front, and opened the door, I can see it, but I suggest you be careful. After all, some people, even if they die, will not get a good temper. ”

"Thank you for reminding." Su Bai turned and walked to the front door, here is the soft seat, then the front should be a hard seat.

When I walked to the front of the door, Su Bai looked around. The train was very strange, because from the last section of the dining car to the sleeper workshop to the soft seat workshop, there was no identical door to the outside.

Perhaps, it can be explained that the passengers are just a little bit anyway, and there is no need to open so many doors, but it is a bit too strange. Broadcasting is a nitpicking character. It should not be designed with such a bug. It seems that every car has a door like an ordinary train. It doesn't seem to be too much trouble.

Su Bai’s hand was placed on the sliding door, however, he never opened.

A cold breath came from behind Su Bai. The shirt man stood behind Su Bai at this time, and his chin was on the shoulder of Su Bai. Although he had no body, even the soul was weak, but this Feeling, still let Su Bai very unhappy.

This performance of Gongzihai is a kind of performance art. In fact, most of the **** seems to be no different from ordinary people, and it will not deliberately behave like a demon woman. But this one is indeed a su White is a bit resentful.

"How do you... don't open the door."

The shirt asked young and young.

"The door is a bit heavy, can't pull." Su Bai took back the hand on the door handle, took a wet towel from the clothes, wiped his hand, and the whole process was extremely slow.

The shirt youth slowly drifted away again, and returned to his original position, faintly:

"So, I am still too anxious."

"Well, a little bit," Su Bai said. "Although you have shown that feeling, but let's be honest, I don't think that the emotions and styles that will bring back to the back after death will appear. In my predecessors."

The shirt youth nodded. "Yeah, how could they do this kind of thing? They are just a group, a group..."

The young shirts seem to be thinking about how to describe those people, but they can't find the right words at the same time, so he doesn't describe them, but smiles with some surprises: "I was actually brought out by you. ""

"What the **** are you!" Su Bai looked at the shirt youth with vigilance. From the words just now, the shirt youth clearly distinguished himself from the group of lychees. He was obviously not broadcast. Go to the audience in that place.

even,

possible,

He is actually broadcasting what the audience wants to deal with in that place!

"Who am I?" The shirt youth licked his lips.

"It's something." Su Bai reminded.

"Oh." The shirt youth put one hand on the seat and the other hand caught the cigarette. "Do you know, this movement is what I learned with one person, although I have never tasted the taste of tobacco. But I think it should be very good, because I think he enjoys smoking when he smokes.

So, is there smoke on your body? ”

"You don't have a body now, there is smoke, you can't smoke."

"Oh..." The shirt youth unfortunately patted his head. "Yeah, it’s really cruel. I saw the real cigarette for the first time, but I can’t take it."

The tone of the shirt youth suddenly changed at this time.

"You don't open the door, you have to die."

"Is it a dead soul?" Su Bai asked in disapproval.

"Oh, yes..." The shirt youth was a little embarrassed: "Forgot to introduce you, our friends..."

The voice just fell, and in the entire soft seat workshop, every seat was filled with people.