Originally, I planned to activate it when I encountered a multi-player station, but seeing so many people, I had to activate it as a precaution.
Qi Xiao put on his revolver and shovel, then stepped out of the car.
First, let's test out the new feature.
The train activated dynamic camouflage, blending seamlessly with the surrounding environment.
As the owner of the train, Qi Xiao could see the semi-transparent train.
Others, even if they got close, could only see faint, flowing transparent lines.
Qi Xiao then tested the transformation feature. Instantly, a toaster the size of a train appeared.
What an awesome upgrade! A must-have for the tech-savvy!
Deactivating the dynamic camouflage, the train reverted to its original form.
With only one hour of free usage per day, I can't afford to waste it.
...
Just as Qi Xiao stealthily approached the cemetery, a voice called out:
"What took you so long! Follow me quickly, hurry up!"
A man about five feet tall, dressed like a landlord in blue, grabbed Qi Xiao's arm:
"Hurry, hurry! If you miss the auspicious time, don't even think about getting paid!"
And so, Qi Xiao was dragged into the crowd.
Qi Xiao was pushed into a group of men holding shovels, standing in front of Old Master Ren's grave, which had an altar set up in front.
A man in a yellow Taoist robe, with a square face and straight eyebrows, stood there, staring at Old Master Ren's grave with a solemn expression.
Uncle Jiu?
Qi Xiao was dumbfounded. He had considered many scenarios and guesses, but never expected this to be the world of the movie "Mr. Vampire."
Can the train take me into a fictional world?
Qi Xiao began to recall the previous stations he had passed. In fact, from Caijia Village, it was clear that the real world doesn't have zombie chickens.
As Qi Xiao's mind was in a jumble, he heard someone shout, "The ritual is over, start digging!"
He was then pushed along with several laborers to dig up Old Master Ren's grave.
Qi Xiao dug while thinking about how to get his hands on the treasure chest.
In less than ten minutes, the coffin was unearthed and opened.
As soon as the coffin lid was opened, a cloud of black smoke billowed out.
The Head of the Ren Family and others fell to their knees, crying and wailing, "Father, your unworthy children..."
Qi Xiao peeked inside and thought, where's the treasure chest?
He craned his neck to look and spotted a corner of the chest under Old Master Ren's body.
How can I open the chest and take its contents under everyone's watchful eyes?
Qi Xiao looked around; the place was packed with people.
Tsk, not easy to make a move.
As someone who grew up watching Uncle Jiu's movies, Qi Xiao was very familiar with the plot of "Mr. Vampire."
Qi Xiao quickly came up with a plan.
Seeing the black smoke coming from the coffin and the undecayed body of Old Master Ren, the Head of the Ren Family, the old man who had dragged Qi Xiao over, cautiously asked Uncle Jiu:
"...Can this grave site still be used?"
Uncle Jiu, with his hands behind his back, was about to speak when a sigh came from the group of laborers:
"A dragonfly skimming the water hole is indeed a good site!"
All eyes turned to Qi Xiao.
But unfortunately, with a dragonfly touching the water's surface, it will never land in the same place twice.
Qi Xiao dusted off the dirt from his hands, shaking his head regretfully:
"This site is ruined."
The Head of the Ren Family, seeing it was a grave digger, pointed angrily at Qi Xiao:
"What nonsense are you spouting? What does a laborer know about this?"
The Head of the Ren Family then pointed at the foreman:
"Control your men, don't let them spout nonsense!"
The foreman looked at Qi Xiao, looking innocent:
"But, Head of the Ren Family, I don't even know him!"
"Isn't he one of the laborers you called?" The Head of the Ren Family looked at Qi Xiao, who had a calm smile on his face, as if he remembered something:
"You... are the one I just dragged over?"
Qi Xiao gave him a look that said, "What do you think?"
Uncle Jiu then spoke:
This young man is right. With a dragonfly touching the water's surface, it won't land in the same place twice. This site is indeed no longer usable.
With Uncle Jiu's confirmation, the crowd's disdain for Qi Xiao lessened, replaced by a sense of wonder.
"Then, what should we do?"
Uncle Jiu paused for a few seconds before saying:
"I recommend cremation!"
"No, my father was most afraid of fire. I can't do that."
The Head of the Ren Family quickly waved his hand, rejecting Uncle Jiu's suggestion.
Uncle Jiu's expression was stern:
"Head of the Ren Family, not cremating will cause trouble."
"No, anything but that! Think of another way."
"There is another option," Qi Xiao, with his back to the crowd, stared at the distant hillside:
"Find a new grave site and rebury him."
The crowd's attention was once again drawn to Qi Xiao.
The Head of the Ren Family, after hearing this, tentatively asked Uncle Jiu:
"Is he right?"
Uncle Jiu helplessly nodded.
Seeing Uncle Jiu's nod, Qi Xiao cleared his throat and added:
"Ahem, as it happens, I also have some knowledge of Feng Shui."
Qi Xiao pretended to survey the area, nodding and shaking his head, then pointed in the direction of his train:
"There, the north has a continuous range of mountains,
The south has low hills that echo in the distance!
The left and right sides are guarded by encircling mountains,
With a clear and spacious central area, and a flowing river!
This is an exceptionally rare piece of Feng Shui treasure!"
The crowd was spellbound, following Qi Xiao's finger.
Qi Xiao glanced at Uncle Jiu out of the corner of his eye and swallowed nervously.
He had just thrown in everything he knew about Feng Shui, which might fool the ordinary folk, but he feared Uncle Jiu would see through the bluff.
"......Indeed, it's not bad."
Phew.
With Uncle Jiu's approval, Qi Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Thus, the laborers carried Old Master Ren's coffin and followed Qi Xiao up the mountain.
On the way, Uncle Jiu remained expressionless.
Seeing Uncle Jiu not speaking, Qi Xiao didn't bother to engage either, quietly planning his next move.
The Head of the Ren Family moved closer to Qi Xiao, his face full of flattery:
"May I ask the esteemed gentleman's name and whose disciple are you?"
Qi Xiao kept a straight face and casually made something up:
"Qi Ji, disciple of Jin Gong Men."
The Head of the Ren Family's face showed a moment of confusion but quickly reverted to a smile and said:
"Master Qi, I was blind and mistook you for a laborer. Tonight, I will hold a feast at my house to apologize to Master Qi."
Qi Xiao waved his shovel:
"It's understandable, Head of the Ren Family, with me holding a shovel."
"As for the feast, it's unnecessary. I have matters to attend to, but your kindness is appreciated."
Qi Xiao politely declined.
Come on, even if I wanted to go, the train won't wait.
"Alright. Master Qi, you seem quite young. Are you married?"
"Married? No."
Qi Xiao replied nonchalantly.
"Then, what do you think of my daughter? She's eighteen, and just returned from studying abroad."
Qi Xiao followed the Head of the Ren Family's finger and saw Ren Tingting, dressed in light blue with twin ponytails.
Ren Tingting, seeing Qi Xiao looking at her, smiled and curtsied.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
