The group set off by high-speed train, their destination being the headquarters of the Investigation Bureau in Beijing.
Green Vine City is far from Kamijyo City; even by high-speed rail, it takes a full five hours.
None of them were short of money, so they naturally sat in business class. The carriage was not crowded and very quiet.
During the trip, attractive flight attendants came over to serve tea and water.
However, no one seemed to need it, except for Zhao Hao, who called the train attendant every five minutes, drank almost all the drinks on the high-speed train, and went to the toilet several times.
The time on the high-speed train was boring and long. At first, Yang Ming, Zhao Hao and others chatted for a while, but after half the journey, they had basically finished chatting and started to rest quietly, or play on their phones, watch short videos and read novels.
Fang Xiu, on the other hand, was sleeping the whole time.
While I said I was sleeping, I was actually watching others sleep; to be precise, I was dreaming.
There are quite a few people sleeping on the high-speed train. These are living resources, and he naturally wouldn't waste a single second. He took the opportunity to enter people's dreams and collect their fear and pain.
Although doing this might make these people afraid to sleep on the high-speed train next time they take it, it's actually for their own good.
After all, life is like a journey, and the process always takes up most of the time, so we don't need to care about the destination, but rather about the scenery along the way and the mood with which we view it.
Instead of wasting time sleeping, why not enjoy the scenery, observe the people and things along the way, and savor the many flavors of life?
As Fang Xiu continued to drift into his dream, he saw that the people sleeping on the high-speed train were beginning to show fear, as if they were trapped in a nightmare.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu had an unusual dream.
He had seen all sorts of bizarre dreams, but what he meant by unusual was not how strange the dream was, but that the person who dreamed it was a spirit master.
The dream intensity of a Spirit Master far exceeds that of an ordinary person, so he can perceive it very easily.
You can run into a spirit master on the high-speed train? Is this person also on their way to headquarters for training?
Fang Xiu entered the man's dream and met the dream's owner, a beautiful young woman wearing a tight white T-shirt, denim shorts, and canvas shoes.
A pink cartoon earphone hung around her slender, fair neck, and a studded denim jacket was tied around her waist, covering her buttocks. Her long, white legs were exposed to the air.
He is about 1.7 meters tall, with his legs being at least 1 meter long.
By modern standards of beauty, this woman is definitely a beauty, perhaps even a goddess among college students.
However, Fang Xiu only glanced at her before looking away. He wasn't Zhao Hao, and beautiful women held no appeal for him.
Anyway, no matter how beautiful she is, she can't compare to my wife.
He didn't even have a good first impression of this woman because her long legs were very similar to his wife's, both in shape and length, except for a slight difference in skin color.
The woman's skin was milky white, like pure milk.
His wife, on the other hand, was pale and cold, like a delicate piece of white porcelain.
The woman's dream was very strange. She seemed to be dreaming of the headquarters of the Investigation Bureau. In the dream, she was bossing around several people who looked like directors or chiefs, constantly teasing and lying.
She completely fooled a group of high-ranking officials in the Bureau of Investigation, while she stood with her hands on her hips, laughing heartily without any ladylike demeanor.
The faces of the high-ranking officials in the investigation bureau were not clearly visible; they were just blurry figures. This meant that the woman had never seen the high-ranking officials before, so they could not be represented in her dream.
However, based on this dream, it can be inferred that she is also a spirit master who is going to the headquarters for training.
This training at headquarters is not open to just anyone. It is basically only qualified to attend by the most outstanding, strongest, or most promising spirit masters in each city.
This shows that this woman must be extraordinary.
However, none of this mattered to Fang Xiu. It would be better to encounter an extraordinary spirit master, as he could gain more high-quality fear and pain.
With a wave of his hand, he caused the deceived figures to stop what they were doing and begin to approach the woman step by step.
He kept growling, "How dare you lie to me!"
"How dare you lie to me!"
Dozens of blurry figures roared simultaneously, and the woman who had been laughing with her hands on her hips froze instantly.
"No, I didn't, I never lie!"
Dozens of figures ignored her explanations, repeatedly saying, "How dare you lie to me!"
The woman panicked completely, turned and ran, and dozens of people chased after her relentlessly, like vengeful ghosts demanding her life.
And each of them took out a large handful of silver needles.
"A liar should swallow a thousand needles!!!"
"A liar should swallow a thousand needles!!!"
"Waaaaah... I was wrong, I'll never lie again." The woman burst into tears.
Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Fang Xiu left the woman's dream.
However, after he left the woman's dream, he discovered something was wrong.
The dream has vanished!
On the entire high-speed train, everyone's dreams disappeared except for the female spirit master.
Teng!
Fang Xiu suddenly opened his eyes. He scanned his surroundings and was shocked to find that he and his group were the only ones left in the entire business class VIP box.
All the other ordinary passengers disappeared.
Yang Ming and the others were all asleep.
Are they involved in another bizarre incident?
Dishes delivered to your door?
A suppressed joy, like that of a wife, flashed in Fang Xiu's eyes.
Did they come looking for you on purpose? Or did you bump into them by chance?
Fang Xiu glanced at the sleeping Yang Ming and felt more inclined to believe the latter. Fate is never peaceful, no matter where you are, which is normal.
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