Chapter 190 A Big Dream (Thirty)



"Hello, do you need hot water?"

In the first-class carriage, a girl in a kimono sat on the sofa, tilting her head and waving at the waiter who was asking questions.

"Okay, if you need anything else, you can always call us."

After the waitress finished speaking, she closed the door and left. The girl in kimono immediately collapsed on the sofa, no longer as dignified as before.

In order to get the people in the space to a safe place, she had to change into a kimono and dress up as if she were an everyday person, and only then was she able to successfully break through the blockade.

Although there were different opinions that night, the spies stationed nearby kept saying that they really saw a ghost.

Many people at the scene saw that the female ghost had a big white face and a bloody mouth. She appeared and disappeared from time to time. Another particularly scary thing was that she moved with her feet.

Many people saw her flying close to the ground, it was scary!

When it was time to change shifts during the day, everyone discovered that everyone in the monitored courtyard had run away.

As to whether he left when the female ghost appeared the night before, no one could say for sure.

Are you saying that someone was pretending to be you the night before?

So many people saw it clearly. The female ghost floated and flew around when she walked. Even someone who had learned kung fu could not do that.

And there is this sudden appearance, everyone can see it clearly, it runs here in a "whoosh" and appears there in a "whoosh".

Later, everyone thought that the female ghost might have appeared that day because of something, and the cunning people in the courtyard took advantage of the chaos outside to escape.

When she went to the train station, there were checkpoints everywhere along the way and everyone had to be carefully checked.

It's no exaggeration to say that anyone leaving the city couldn't escape inspection. Living people had their IDs checked and their luggage searched, while the dead had their coffins opened to verify they were the deceased.

In the past, trucks carrying slop and manure were allowed to pass from a distance, but these days they are required to open the lid and stir the contents with a stick.

In order to leave Shanghai as quickly as possible and avoid unnecessary trouble, I changed into this outfit, then bought a ticket and got on the train as quickly as possible.

Logically, she should have sent a few people to Jin-Cha-Ji, after all, she was more familiar with that place.

Later I thought about it again, and realized that they were the people I met on the train in Beijing.

It is very likely that their contact station is there. Sijiu City is very familiar to Jiang Cha. After all, he grew up there in his previous life.

Even the hometown of this body is in the suburbs near the old city. In fact, it is not far from the modern Third Ring Road. At that time, it was still a large farmland.

With the help of her clothes along the way, basically no blind person dared to harass her.

When she got off the bus at Sijiucheng, the familiar smell of coal mixed with the cold air made her sneeze.

The temperature in Shanghai is just right at the beginning of spring. A long-sleeved jacket is enough during the day, and an extra layer of clothing is needed at night.

The kimono she wore when she came back this time was also a thinner style, and the material used was not very thick.

After getting off the bus, she remembered the late spring cold in Beijing. The streets were full of people wearing cotton robes, big cotton jackets and crotchless pants. She was the only one wearing a kimono and wooden clogs.

In order to match the clogs, I wore those thin single-layer socks. I didn't have time to think about anything else. I quickly stopped a rickshaw and went to the nearest hotel.

The driver drove very fast along the way, fearing that the Japanese woman sitting in the back would freeze to death in the car. In the cold weather, she was shivering in his car in a skirt, and he could feel the handlebars shaking from the front.

"Open, open, open a room! Quick, quick!"

Jiang Cha stared at the front desk waiter with an expressionless face, urging him to open the room and give him the key, and his speech was stuttering.

"Please take it. Room is 305 on the third floor. If you need anything else, please feel free to contact the front desk!"

She grabbed the key and got into the elevator swiftly. When she closed the door, she heard a little kid outside asking for her mother.

"Mom, even the devils stutter! Open, open, open a room. Do I look like him?"

Fortunately, she was the only one in the elevator, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing!

She didn't notice at all that there were quite a few people standing in the hotel lobby. Those people happened to be checking out. Because she was wearing a kimono, no one dared to compete with her when she was checking in.

"It's just a stutter. What's so scary about it? It's just a nose and two eyes."

"Brother Li, why didn't you dare to say anything when she was here just now? And the rest of us were pushed to the back of the line because of her cutting in line? It seems like you gave her the seat, right?"

"Exactly. If you hadn't given up your seat, we would have already completed the formalities and left the hotel. Why would we still be standing here like idiots?"

"Okay! Brother Zhiyuan didn't mean it. The woman just now turned blue and shivered all over. Look at her clothes. She must have been cold. She probably didn't know the climate in the Forbidden City, so she wore spring clothes according to southern customs.

If something really happens to us, we won't be able to escape. It's better for us to stay away from things that may happen to us. As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn't stand on a dangerous wall. Brother Zhiyuan's actions are for the good of everyone!"

A group of people gathered together and chattered about what had just happened, although some people were unhappy with the guy named Li Zhiyuan for making room for the Japanese.

But I didn't say anything more, even though I knew in my heart that he was not thinking about everyone at all, but was simply timid.

In this day and age, who wants to be the first to do something when there is nothing to do?

Unless he is too depressed to live long enough!

Jiang Cha was soaking in the bathtub at the moment. The hot water was taking away the coldness from her body little by little. Her tongue was almost stiff from the cold.

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