"Look! These, and these! All of them!"
Following the spot illuminated by Xinwu's small desk lamp, Mude moved things out of the way, stepped over various unknown obstacles with one foot high and one foot low, and finally reached the door.
Over there is a big rusty iron door that cannot be opened at all;
Not giving up, I once again "crossed the mountains and ridges" to explore the back of the other car. There was a door with a glass upper part, and the same door handle could not be turned at all.
"Stop messing around! The door is welded shut from the outside and can't be opened."
He didn't believe it, even if he couldn't unscrew it, he still wanted to think of a way through the car window. When he saw it, there was a wall outside, solidly occupying the entire field of vision defined by the car window glass frame.
"I'll go! Are you really trapped?"
Xin Wu wiped all the dust from his hand onto his trouser legs - anyway, he had already been lying on the ground before, so it didn't matter if it was a little dirtier.
"Look there, there is a notebook!"
Wu Chu opened a torn leather workbook tied to the shelf and saw strong cursive handwriting that penetrated the back of the paper, recording the entry and exit of goods. Wu Chu took the book off the shelf and said, "Open it." "Mountain over ridge" style, and moved back towards Xinwu's direction.
"Did Yangguan treat you as 'Yangguan'? Haha!"
Mude put the registration book on the small table, prepared to read it carefully, and asked casually.
"Alas! Believe it or not, he said that I asked him to weld the door shut from the outside."
Xin Wu replied with a wry smile.
"Huh? I haven't seen you for a few days. Are you so sick? Come on, let me show you, where is your brain caught in the crack of the door? You are so cruel to yourself! Haha!"
Mude's slender fingers seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally flipping through the small pages in the register one by one. It seemed that the purpose was not to see what was written on the paper, but to pass it through. "Flipping" creates some "white noise" to feel satisfied.
Indeed, it is so quiet in here.
The ideal environment for "retreat" is available here.
Except for Xinwu and Wuchu, two breathing creatures, no one could actively make any sound.
In addition, this is basically a "stationary" green train freight car. Without the rhythm of rolling wheels underneath, this place is basically like a "confinement room".
"Tell me, why do you want to 'retreat'? Is it to concentrate on cultivating things, or do you want to delve into some amazing magical magic, enlightenment or something? I admire you so much, please give me some relief, buddy!"
"Me? Please allow me to lose my memory for a while. The last time I came here, I was lying directly under this carriage; this time, the time has been pushed forward a little further, but it should be what was said in Yangguan' In seclusion for a month. I said, Li'er - I still don't like to call you 'Wuchu', it's more affectionate to call you 'Li'er'. - - Li'er, except in the school dormitory, we can' In addition to a month's retreat, there is also a month's retreat here. I really can't think of anyone in this world who can have such a 'deep' and 'long-term' fate than the two of us! "
Xin Wu suddenly felt that this scene was very interesting, and started teasing Qi Wu.
"It's an honor! I'm so honored! How could I be greedy for you? The majestic Taoist master Xinwu got drunk just to lure me to the Tao! Alas! Speechless, speechless!"
Muchu said "haha" and didn't think it was an unhappy thing.
His fingers suddenly stopped flipping, because where he accidentally flipped, a line of words appeared:
"A cold and violent breakup."
"Xinwu, look, what kind of 'ghost thing' is this? There is also such a thing as 'cold and violent breakup' in it? What kind of thing is it? How can you fix it?"
Wu Chu pointed out this line of writing to Xin Wu.
"Ah! This... let me take a look!... Then, that's it!"
Xin Wu took his neck-twisting maintenance man's desk lamp and shined it at a place on the top of the first row of the aisle behind Wu Chun. He focused a circle of light there and did not move again. Zhu Wu went out to get it.
"Huh? I want to see what kind of thing can be called a 'cold and violent breakup'."
Sure enough, Muchu stood up and stepped over, reaching out to touch the spot where the spotlight hit:
I saw that he took down something like a thick book, wrapped in oil paper.
He took down the hand-wrapped "book" wrapped in oil paper and blew it gently. The blow that stopped on the oil paper was blown everywhere, flying all over his face, and the dust was fluttering again. It staggered back to the "book". There was still dust, but the thickness of the dust layer was thinner than before.
"You might as well not blow it!"
Xin Wu smiled, watching him do "useless work".
Returning to the booth, Wu Chu sat down and wanted to open this "book" and read it.
However, when he opened the oilcloth paper layer by layer, he found that inside was a hard-shell diary with a locked gray cover.
He gently tugged on the lock, but could not open it.
Looking at the keyhole on the side, no wonder, it is covered with rust.
"This? How do you fix it?"
Wu Chu asked Xin Wu.
"I looked at the 'Repair Application Instructions' on the registration book...it said 'repair the relationship', not 'repair the lock'."
Xin Wu pointed at the line of words and smiled.
"Only repair the relationship, not the lock. In other words, you can smash or destroy the lock at will, as long as you can 'fix' the relationship, is that what you mean?"
Mude also smiled and played with the exquisite little lock and said.
"Well, so, you can use some 'violence', it's okay."
Xin Wu replied.
"Are you sure? Man, I'm going to use my strength!"
Mude tried his best to tear off the small lock, pretending to use "hard", but finally spared the small lock, handed the "diary" to Xinwu, and said:
"Forget it, you better do it! After all, it's your job and you're getting paid, so you have to do it well!"
Xin Wu picked up a small opener and easily pried open the rusty lock at the keyhole. He gently placed the exquisite lock in front of Wang Li, then opened the diary and flipped through the pages. Looked up.
"Strange, how come you only wrote a few articles in such a thick diary?"
Xin Wu couldn't believe it, so he flipped through the diary several times from front to back, and was sure that except for a few articles written at the beginning, everything in the back was blank.
Moreover, these diaries are obviously in the fonts of two different people:
The first article is written by a person. The handwriting is very delicate, with regular small characters and cursive script. It looks like the handwriting of a girl. After the second article, the remaining three or four articles are all written by a very strong hand. , every word is printed in a male handwriting, all tilted to the left, with thick and heavy strokes. Wherever there are hooks, there are some English "circling" style instead, and the good Chinese characters are written as "fatty", each They all have a "big belly" look, the ending is short and fast, and the font gradually tapers.
The last one was the longest and most scrawled, and some of the writing was covered in ink marks soaked in water.
