mijobooks 212、Go Out, Take A Step Back
212、Go Out, Take A Step Back
Mo Zhibai disagreed with Qiu Xiaoye's statement.
"Can ghosts and humans really achieve a balance?" Mo Zhibai's tone was cold, and then he inadvertently glanced at Qiu Xiaolu.
Qiu Xiaolu noticed it keenly, and immediately glared back viciously, and Mo Zhibai couldn't say anything more.
He also slowly came to the window and looked at the evening scene outside.
It always gets dark earlier in winter, and it's not yet six o'clock, and the outside is already foggy.
The sky at this time does not belong to the blackness of night, nor does it belong to the whiteness of daytime, but a kind of hazy gray between black and white.
As the night fell, the lights in the city lit up one by one, adding countless colorful colors to the gray world.
Mo Zhibai said: "Brother Qiu, do you know about the balance? When the two ends of the balance are completely in balance, it may be able to maintain a stable state, but if any side of the balance adds a little bit of weight, that day It will immediately begin to tilt. The so-called balance is always very short-lived. Just like this sky, it is either dark or pale, like what we see at this moment, the gray that is neither black nor white is bound to It is very short, and it will eventually pass. The same is true for humans and ghosts, even if they reach a balance at a certain moment, they will gradually tilt again."
"So, you don't believe that ghosts and humans can coexist openly?" Qiu Xiaoye asked, looking at Mo Zhibai's profile.
Mo Zhibai said: "That's right, Master told me since I was a child, in this world, either the ghosts will be completely wiped out, or human beings will eventually be enslaved by the ghosts. Humans and ghosts, like night and day, can never coexist. .”
Qiu Xiaoye didn't persuade Mo Zhibai, he knew very well in his heart that this monk's thoughts were extremely firm, once he decided on something, he would go all the way to the dark, and no one could change it.
The current self and Mo Zhibai are common partners, because they have the same goal now.
But once the common goal is lost, what will happen when their ideas diverge one day in the future?
Qiu Xiaoye didn't know, and didn't dare to think too much about it.
"If, as you said, the current world is ruled by ghosts, it's like a dark night without any sunlight." Qiu Xiaoye asked, "Then what are we?"
Mo Zhibai thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and pointed out the window. Outside the window, there were fluorescent lights flickering under the night: "We are like lights. Since ancient times, when our human ancestors were still raw and drinking blood, we have already understood, Facing the endless night, the only way to survive and fight against the beasts hidden in the night is to light the torch and look for the day in the night.”
At this time, a heavy man's voice suddenly sounded at the door.
"Your conversation is very interesting. It reminds me of a song I heard when I was young. The lyrics seem to be called, you will never understand my sadness, just like the day does not understand the darkness of night."
Qiu Xiaoye turned around and saw the man standing at the door.
The man was in his fifties, wearing a red flight attendant uniform and a red hat with a large brim. His uniform was neatly ironed, and the midline of his trousers fell straight down to his round-toed leather shoes.
It can be seen from the man's rigorous attire that he must have received very professional military training, and his meticulous style of handling affairs has been preserved until now.
Due to his age, the man's skin has begun to sag, with fine wrinkles, but his two eyes are still as black as lacquer, as thick as ink dots.
In addition, on the man's head, there is a line of bright white words: [Rubber Ghost: Level 79].
"Hello, Qiu Xiaoye." The moment he met Qiu Xiaoye's eyes, the man showed a kind smile, and then his eyes made a gesture of asking for instructions:
"I'm the train conductor of sb250, Xia Zhihe, may I come in?"
"The train conductor?" Qiu Xiaoye smiled and said, "Please come in, please come in! It seems that I am really famous now, and people know me everywhere I go."
Xia Zhihe laughed twice, stepped into the carriage, and stepped on the soft purple carpet with black round-toed leather shoes.
"Is there any ghost in the world who doesn't know you, Qiu Xiaoye?" Xia Zhihe said, "A few days ago, our train conductors were still chatting, and I heard that your Ghost Slaying Team will hold a regional competition in Xingdu. I don't know whose car you Qiu Xiaoye will take to Xingdu, but now it seems that I won the lottery."
Xia Zhihe walked in front of Qiu Xiaoye and stood opposite to Qiu Xiaoye, only half a meter apart.
Mo Zhibai had already become vigilant, and secretly pinched his sword fingers, while Qiu Xiaolu and [Geng] on the side also remained vigilant, to deal with the battle that might start at any time.
After all, he is a level 79 rubber ghost, a real one-star ghost general, and only one step away from a two-star ghost general.
But at this moment, Qiu Xiaoye's expression was unusually relaxed, as if he didn't have any guard against Xia Zhihe.
"Excuse me, conductor Xia, come to see me in person, what's the matter?" Qiu Xiaoye asked easily.
Xia Zhihe said with a smile: "You are the honored guests of the [Presidential Carriage]. It should be normal for me to greet you as the conductor of the train."
"There's no need to be so polite between us. We all know our respective identities." Qiu Xiaoye didn't continue to quarrel with him.
So Xia Zhihe stopped going around in circles, and started to say: "Qiu Xiaoye, you just scared my subordinates."
Qiu Xiaoye shrugged: "No way, when the lamb sees the lion, even if the lion's eyes are sleepy, the lamb will be frightened and panicked."
"That makes sense." Xia Zhihe nodded: "But I am the conductor of this train after all, and I don't have any personal enmity with you, and I don't want to steal the Solo card in your body." , to risk your own life."
"Really?" Qiu Xiaoye was a little surprised: "Then what is your purpose for coming here?"
Xia Zhihe said: "It's very simple. I hope you don't make trouble on my train. It's best to stay in this section of the carriage and don't even leave the door. If there is an accident on this train, as the train conductor, I will I received very strict accountability, so I hope you can stay honest until you reach Xingdu. I will not make trouble for you, and you don’t make trouble for me. In return, I can promise you , During the three-day journey, all your food and drink can be free."
Qiu Xiaoye immediately understood Xia Zhihe's intentions, and then felt a little funny.
Now, it seems that Xia Zhihe is more nervous than them, because for Qiu Xiaoye, he doesn't care about this train, even if it overturns halfway, it has nothing to do with him.
But for Xia Zhihe, this was all his career, so Xia Zhihe was even more afraid of Qiu Xiaoye making trouble in the car.
It seems that whether it is a person or a ghost, once he enters a certain social identity, he will become restrained.
As for Qiu Xiaoye and the others, as wanted criminals now, they are freer.
Qiu Xiaoye readily agreed to Xia Zhihe's request: "No problem, I promise you, on this train, we will never take the initiative to trouble anyone."
"In this case, thank you very much." Xia Zhihe got the answer he wanted, turned around and walked towards the door, and then backed out of the door. With two hands in white gloves, he slowly closed the two doors. put them together.
And there was always a professional service smile on his face:
"Mr. Qiu Xiaoye, as the conductor of the train, I once again wish you a pleasant journey this time."