The rain and snow weather is harsh and lasting. It seems that you may have to go to the New Year.

It took a long time to cause disasters, and there were countless places where disasters were caused, with victims everywhere and hunger everywhere.

The night fell early, dark and covered the countryside.

"Woooooo!"

This is the sound of the whistle of the train, and a train roars through the rain and snow.

The third section of the carriage was brightly lit, and there were not many passengers, with about ten people. Judging from their outfits, they were all from Japan.

The leader of the leader, Saburo Banien was sitting upright in his seat, closing his eyes to rest.

"Sanlang, it's only more than 200 kilometers away from Shencheng."

At this time, his companion Miura Ryo walked over and said.

Banquan Saburo opened his eyes and showed a hint of fatigue: "Okay, at the Shencheng Railway Station, the adults have arranged for someone to wait there."

Miura Ryo was about 40 years old, leaving two horoscopes, looking a little slutty, and laughed and said, "I said it a long time ago, no one dared to compete with us."

Banquan Saburo said, "That's...but there is an old saying in Yanhuang, "It's a good thing to sail for a thousand years." You should pay attention to it."

Miura nodded, but disagreed.

The current situation is the most arrogant and domineering time in Japan. The country is fierce, and even those Westerners dare not offend them. They must be careful, let alone the cowardly and cowardly Yanhuang people.

Besides, the cultural relics I took this time were just a corpse and something dug out from archaeology. The Yanhuang Kingdom was not a country, and those great men who were busy fighting for power and throne, who cares about these unlucky things? They are not discounted gold, silver and treasures.

"Sanlang, you haven't slept much along the way. Just sleep for a while. When you wake up, you'll arrive in Shencheng."

Banizumi Saburo shook his head: "No need..."

Turning his head and looking out the window, he suddenly seemed to see a black shadow passing by outside. He was startled and stood up suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

Miura Ryo asked.

Saburo Onizumi replied: "I just seemed to see someone outside..."

"Outside? Someone?"

Miura Ryo was stunned, then reacted and laughed in silence: "Sanlang, you are dazzled. The train is exercising, why are people hanging outside?"

Banquan Saburo said in a deep voice: "Don't be careless. People with a little skill can climb up at this speed. I have heard that there are horse thieves who specialize in robbing trains in many places, which are very fierce."

Miura Ryo said: "Most of the horse thieves are robbed, such as mibu."

Banizumi Saburo looked at him: "We also have goods here, and it is a piece of goods that adults value very much. Let them wake up, load the bullets and put them on bayonets."

Hearing his words solemnly, Miura Ryo didn't dare to neglect it. He quickly ordered the order and said viciously: "Let me see if anyone who is blind is thinking of dying."

They packed the entire carriage, and they followed them with six samurai-level Black Dragon Martial Arts Hall disciples and ten sergeants with live ammunition. They can fight and kill, and even if they face dozens of horse thieves, they can easily.

Bang!

There was a sudden gunshot, but a sergeant behind fired the gun, and the sound was shocking.

"What's going on?"

"I just now had someone hanging on the car window."

Sergeant answered.

Miura Rai asked: "Have you hit it?"

The sergeant hesitated: "I don't know, it seems that there is no."

Banizumi Saburo asked, "Did you see clearly who it is?"

The sergeant shook his head: "It's too dark, vague, and indistinguishable."

"People are here."

But a soldier on the other side found a face flashing outside the car window, which was very scary. He subconsciously raised his hand and shot it, smashing the car window to pieces, but it didn't hit it again.

Everyone was alarmed and stood on guard.

Saburo Onizumi held a samurai sword: "Be careful, he must have hid on the roof of the car and deliberately distracted us."

Miura gritted her teeth and said, "Do you want to send someone up to kill him?"

"No. If that happens, you will be trapped. If the enemy does not move, I will not move."

Banquan Saburo felt a little sweaty in his palm: "It won't take long to arrive in Shencheng, we can just keep it."

He fired two shots in a row, and although the sound was quite loud, the train was moving even louder. And when he was booking the car, he had already told the crew that he could not come to disturb them no matter what.

When the Japanese commands were given the imperial edict, the flight attendants would not dare to disturb them.

Bang!

This is the third shot, which appears in another direction.

Banzumi Saburo was waiting for the order to not be fooled easily and fire a gun casually. With a snap, a nearby window was kicked from outside and a figure rushed in like a ghost.

"Baga!"

Banquan Saburo shouted angrily, raised his knife and slashed. There was a name called "Slaying in the Wind".

However, the man was so fast that he had arrived in front of him in an instant, and punched him hard.

He felt like he was hit on his face by a big hammer. In an instant, his protruding nose collapsed, followed by facial bones and the like. I don’t know how many of them were broken, and the person fell to the sky.

But Saburo Onizumi did not die, but was just dizzy and his consciousness fell into a confused state.

He vaguely heard the roar, the sound of breaking through the air, the screams, and the clearest feeling was of course the sound of gunfire.

Gunshots are in chaos...

I don’t know how long it took, but maybe in just a short while, the whole carriage became quiet.

The silence makes people feel palpitations.

Banini Saburo tried hard to look up, trying to see who it was, but his neck seemed to be broken, and blood flowing from his face spread, blurring his entire face.

When his head tilted, he was so angry.

Several car windows were broken, the wind and snow poured in, and the lights were swaying.

Tang Ye glanced at him and landed on the wooden box placed in the corner. He walked over and paused for a moment before reaching out and lifting the lid.

A pile of bones lay quietly there, one of which was very conspicuous.

"You took back the stolen ancestral skull..."

In my mind, the voice of Yanhuang will sounded.

This is found?

Tang Ye felt that it was not very real. He reached out to hold up his skull and saw some mysterious veins on the bones, as if they were naturally generated.

Buzz!

A sudden change occurred, and a mysterious light was generated from the skull, condensed into a profound scene like a projection. It was extremely awkward and I didn't know what it was depicted.

Then the scene disappeared into the tattoo on Tang Ye’s left wrist and disappeared.

This was absorbed by Qimen Dunjia.

"The truth of history is often hidden in the legends of myths. The first act is completed, and within twenty-four hours, you can leave this world at any time; when the time limit comes, you will leave forcibly. All reward settlements will be carried out in the Yanhuang Divine Realm, you can grasp it yourself..."

Tang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that he would immediately peel it off after completing the task.

In that case, it is quite regrettable that the duel with Miyamotojiro was unable to be fulfilled.

Let’s look at the skull again. Although the size and appearance have not changed at all. But he knew that this skull was no longer the same.
Chapter completed!