Senior Sister
Tu tu tu tu——
The noise beside the ears was like a tractor on the dirt road of the old hometown during childhood chugging and sounding. Beneath the body was bone-grinding iron sheet constantly colliding. In a burst of noisy environment extremely unfriendly to deep sleep, Chen Ling slowly opened his both eyes.
First entering the line of sight, was a piece of grayish-white sky, then was black smoke constantly drifting up to the sky. After fully five seconds of blanking out, Chen Ling realized this wasn't dreaming...
He was truly on a tractor.
Above the grayish-black great earth, a tractor its whole body engraved with twisted characters was currently jolting advancing forward. And Chen Ling at this moment was currently lying dead center in the tractor's rear passenger bucket. Beside him, neatly sat a circle of Dusk Society members... They were all lowering their heads looking at himself, like guests at a funeral, politely smiling looking at the corpse inside a coffin.
He with a 'ceng' sound then sat up from the center of the bucket,
"I... how come I would be here??"
"Oh, when that Lord brought you back, you were already comatose. Then we pondered if we didn't leave again it would be too late, so then we temporarily placed you flat inside the bucket." The Boy Eight of Clubs yawned, "You should properly thank me, if not for me blocking it, Nine of Hearts already wanted to pave a flower wreath for you..."
[10] at the side seriously pondered for a moment, "...Is a bit monotonous, still lacking a lid."
Chen Ling: ...
Chen Ling shook his head that was still somewhat dazed, slowly sitting at the edge of the bucket. He saw Jian Changsheng was currently sitting at the driving seat of the tractor. His figure jolted endlessly like riding a horse. The meat on his cheeks were all trembling. His expression was as awful as having eaten bitter melon.
"This trac... uh... this vehicle is?" Chen Ling doubtfully asked.
"Realm train you know right? The material of this tractor, is the same as the Realm train. Possessing the effect of small scale isolating Gray World Energy, and can also shield Calamities' perception. It's what we not easily finally snatched... no, bought back from the hands of that bunch of skilled craftsmen." Nine of Hearts arrogantly raised his head, using his hand to pat the iron sheet beneath him, "Don't you look at it being ugly and slow, but it can also drive across Realms, extremely precious."
"I already long wanted to say it, since there's material, why not also make a train. If truly not working a car also works ah... why did it insistingly have to be a tractor?" Chu Muyun couldn't hold back speaking.
"Train? Do you know to build a train, how much material is needed? The Nine Great Realms pouring out all their strength, also only built out four! The remaining scrap materials are only these, not a single gram more... Although building a car also works, but under the same material the number of people it can seat is small ah. Unlike a tractor, such a big bucket, us squeezing a bit to sit ten twenty something people has no problem!"
Bai Ye wearing a peaked cap, quietly sat in the corner, suddenly inserting a sentence:
"Although the Realm train also isn't unable to be stolen, but mainly is there's no railway track. Even if stolen over, we also have no way to drive it... moreover easily suffering a siege."
The moment this sentence came out, the crowd instantly went silent. The gazes they looked towards Bai Ye were somewhat subtle.
"No, why similarly being a newcomer, Hearts can then lie there sleeping a big sleep, I then have to drive the tractor tor tor tor??" Jian Changsheng finally couldn't hold back anymore. His voice while being jolted to tremble, while asking with soaring resentment.
"He's injured and comatose, resting a bit more is very normal." [10] comforted in all seriousness.
Chen Ling only then recovered his senses, "Where are we going to?"
"Red Dust Domain."
A clear and cold voice transmitted from the end of the bucket. The one speaking was exactly King of Clubs sitting at the very back.
Hearing these four words, Eight of Clubs sitting opposite Chen Ling, his figure slightly jolted. Although not at all obvious, but this scene was also taken into the eyes of Chen Ling possessing [Secret Pupil].
"Red Dust Domain... could it be the next one whose great limit is about to arrive, is Lord of the Red Dust?" [10] was thoughtful.
"This point temporarily cannot be confirmed." King of Clubs paused. "However, we have members in the Red Dust Domain, able to arrange cross-Realm trains... Don't some of you guys still have missions? Can transfer from there to go to other Realms."
"Then that's also not bad. Truly having to sit this tractor to run that far, a person would all be jolted into falling apart."
Chen Ling listening to the crowd's discussions, an idea already long buried at the bottom of his heart surged up to his mind. After he entangled for a long time, still asked:
"I... can also sit a cross-Realm train?"
"Of course can, which Realm do you want to go to?"
"Ancient Vault of the Drama Path."
The crowd suddenly quieted down.
Seeing the crowd all looking at himself with weird gazes, Chen Ling hurriedly spoke, "I know the position of Ancient Vault of the Drama Path isn't in the territory of any single Realm. My meaning is, which Realm is closest to Ancient Vault of the Drama Path's straight line distance, I'll then go to which Realm."
From Han Meng's mouth, Chen Ling already long heard some news. Among the fourteen Divine Dao Ancient Repositories, the four ancient vaults [Drama], [Prostitute], [Yellow], [Thief] are located at the intersection of the Gray World and reality. Ordinary methods are very hard to arrive. Belonging to four ancient vaults forgotten at the edge of the world...
But Chen Ling wasn't at all afraid. He possessed the ability to walk in the Gray World. As long as finding the Realm with the closest distance, he could try to walk over.
The crowd still didn't reply, but rather simultaneously turned their heads looking towards King of Clubs sitting at the end...
King of Clubs gazed fixedly at Chen Ling: "You, why do you want to go to Ancient Vault of the Drama Path?"
Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, still truthfully answering, "I... I've met a person, he claimed to be my master, saying if I felt lost towards myself, then go to Ancient Vault of the Drama Path to find him... Before this, I've also met a man claiming to be senior brother, he also said so."
Hearing this sentence, the crowd's expressions were all somewhat surprised. Looking at Chen Ling not knowing what they were pondering about.
"...Okay."
King of Clubs calmly nodded, "After arriving at the Red Dust Domain, you follow me."
Seeing doubt emerge in Chen Ling's eyes, Chu Muyun at the side leaned to his ear, quietly speaking, "This person, exactly came out from Ancient Vault of the Drama Path."
Chen Ling blanked in place.
King of Clubs came out from Ancient Vault of the Drama Path? She is also a person of the Path of the Actor??
Speaking of which, Chen Ling had seen Markings suspected to be theatrical Opera Masks on her face. Moreover that slash isolating the Forbidden Sea, also resembled extremely the curtain on a Stage... In other words, she very likely is exactly his own Senior Sister?!
Chen Ling absolutely didn't think, this senior who made everyone admire, actually belonged to the same master's sect as him. After all her reaction when seeing him, was much colder than Mo Jue, just like completely not knowing himself.
"I have a question." King of Clubs looked at Chen Ling, with a serious expression speaking anew.
"...You ask."
"You, why do you know how to sing the Requiem Ballad?"