Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

"When you two are together, you can't tell who is real."

Li Mingxuan walked around the two of them and found that he couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.

"It's easy for a god to see, but it should be no problem dealing with my mother."

Yang Jin also looked at his clone, nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at the little black man beside him and gave him instructions.

"Xiaotian, stay home and protect Mom. If anything happens to Mom, you will be held responsible."

Xiao Hei Lai nodded, and then followed the clone away.

"Okay, I'll go back and pack my luggage. I should be gone for a while."

Li Mingxuan thought about it, said hello to Yang Jin, and turned to leave.

Li Mingxuan realized something was wrong halfway through his walk. He turned around and found that Yang Jin was still following him. He couldn't help but feel confused.

"Aren't you going back to pack your luggage?"

"I'm not very comfortable packing because I'm afraid my mom will find out."

Yang Jin scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"..."

.....

Late Night Bookstore...

"You're going to the Pamir Plateau? To Kunlunxu?"

When Haoran heard what Li Mingxuan said, he looked up at him, a little surprised.

"Well, Yang Jin said he wanted to ask the Queen Mother of the West for elixirs, but his current status makes it difficult for him to go, so he had to ask me to go with him. He promised me a favor."

Li Mingxuan thought about it and spoke seriously.

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Haoran frowned when he heard this. He didn't want to agree at first, but when he heard Yang Jin say that he promised him a favor, he thought for a moment and agreed.

"Okay, I'll go pack my bags then."

Li Mingxuan was delighted when he heard this, so he went upstairs to pack his luggage.

"Protect him!"

Haoran saw Li Mingxuan going upstairs to pack his luggage, so he looked at Yang Jin standing beside him and spoke.

"Well, don't worry."

Yang Jin nodded and said seriously.

"I forgot that you are still a junior high school student. It's not easy for you to go to Kunlun Xu."

Haoran sighed softly and then spoke.

.......

The next day....

Li Mingxuan dragged his suitcase and set off for the train station with Yang Jin. It takes two days to take a train from Cangnan to the Pamir Plateau.

Li Mingxuan's trip to the Pamir Plateau was purely for tourism and naturally for enjoyment.

He even bought two tickets for premium soft sleeper trains and stayed in a room alone, mainly because he didn't want to be disturbed by naughty kids.

It was the ticket price that made him feel distressed.

However, considering the favor Yang Jin owed him, he found that it was still a good deal.

When they got on the train, Li Mingxuan and Yang Jin found the high-end soft sleeper compartment. The compartment was not big, with only one bunk bed, but there were also two small sofas.

Independent bathroom, washbasin, overall it is a mobile double room.

"You are really extravagant. I thought you would buy two hard sleeper beds."

Yang Jin took a look at the high-end soft sleeper and was also a little surprised.

"The main reason is that there were some naughty kids making trouble when I took the train to Beijing last time, which disturbed my mood. This train will take two days, so I must choose a better room. Hehe, the main reason is that Haoran was afraid that I didn't have enough money, so he specially gave me some money."

Li Mingxuan said as a matter of course, and then mentioned Haoran.

"Well....He is really good to you..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jin also gave a trembling smile.

"Of course... We are... family. Isn't your family the same?"

Li Mingxuan smiled and said when he heard this.

Yang Jin just smiled and said nothing.

Along with the roar of the train, the green train began to move. The train ran on the rails and sped towards the Pamir Plateau.

Snowflakes kept hitting the train windows, and the view outside was covered with snow, giving a different feeling.

......

The other end of the train.

A woman in cheongsam walked slowly in the aisle of the train, her hair slightly curled and a painted fan gently waving in her hand.

Her slender figure makes people want to take a few more glances. Her snow-white lips are slightly raised, and the sound of high heels slowly rings in the aisle of the soft sleeper train.

The woman slowly stopped at the door of soft sleeper compartment No. 39, opened the door of the compartment, walked in slowly, and at the same time did not forget to close the door considerately.

There were four men inside, three of them were big men, and one was wearing a suit and glasses, and he was obviously a civilian staff.

"Miss, did you go to the wrong room?"

The man wearing glasses looked at the woman, his eyes lit up at first, then he smiled and spoke.

"Isn't this the right place? It's right here."

The woman walked slowly towards the man wearing glasses in her high heels, waving the painted fan in her hand until she reached the man.

"Miss, you are..."

The man with glasses blushed. He could now clearly feel the woman's breathing.

"Master Yayu asked me to ask you, where is the thing?"

The woman put her lips close to the man's earlobe and spoke softly.

The man's pupils shrank when he heard that, and he couldn't help but step back to the car window.

"Kill her!"

The man looked grim and shouted directly at the other three strong men.

Upon hearing this, the three sturdy men had murderous intent in their eyes, and they drew their knives and rushed directly towards the woman.

"Ah...."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in the woman's eyes, and several sharp spikes suddenly appeared on the painted fan in her hand, and the whole person turned into a red phantom.

call out!

The woman easily passed over the three sturdy men, and the painted fan in her hand was used at the moment of passing over.

Pfft!

The movements of the three strong men came to an abrupt stop, and blood marks appeared on their necks, with blood slowly flowing out.

As the woman came to the front of the man with glasses, the three strong men also fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

"You are... a member of the Ancient God Church..."

The man's face turned pale, his body couldn't help shaking, and he spoke in a trembling voice.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the seventh member of the Ancient God Church. Tell me again, where is the thing?"

The seventh seat stepped on the man with glasses with her high heels and said with a smile.

"The thing is not with me...it is with the young master, and I don't know which room he lives in..."

The man said tremblingly with fear in his eyes.

"That's such a pity! There's no need for you to live anymore."

The seventh seat raised his lips when he heard this, and the painted fan in his hand brushed across the man's neck, with indifference flashing in his eyes.

The man covered his neck with his hands, his eyes wide open with a strong look of unwillingness, and he fell to the ground.

After dealing with the man with glasses, the seventh seat turned around and left, and considerately closed the door of the compartment. The sound of high heels sounded again in the soft sleeper compartment.

"I want to see where you can put the things that Master Whisper wants on such a small train."