Hunter x Hunter: The Ubiquitous Dragon Life

The monotonous and dull rhythm of a tractor rang in the ears intermittently, as the consciousness fluctuated between hazy and awake, it seemed a little far and near, the body swayed left and right regularly, and the head felt like it would bump from time to time. A small, small pop on a cold, hard, smooth object.

Cellulu tried her best to open her eyes in a drowsy state. The light in front of her was dim and blurry, as if it was at sunset. She rested her head on the window glass, as if she had just woken up from a nap.

She turned her head blankly, blinked slowly, and finally saw the scene in front of her.

In front of them were the backs of their heads and their backs, two rows of seats divided in half, and an aisle in the middle. Cellulu reacted almost instantly, she should be on a long-distance bus now.

Just, why is she on the long-distance bus? Cellulu thought for a while, but suddenly realized something extremely terrifying. She couldn't remember why she was in this car, nor where she was going, and more importantly! She can't even remember who she is! Memories of parents, friends, and the like are nowhere to be seen.

Her face turned pale and she sat up almost immediately. The panic and anxiety made her body tremble involuntarily. It was not until the constant surrounding environment and the constant swaying driving rhythm that she slowly calmed down the excessively fast breathing rhythm. , the mood gradually eased down.

Don't worry, she said to herself, this is a long-distance bus, and there will be time for her to reminisce what happened, or find out what she wants to know.

She lowered her head and looked at herself first. She was holding a schoolbag, wearing an ordinary white shirt and an earth-blue sports jacket with two large letters WJ on the jacket, and thick sweatpants of the same color underneath. The cut and fabric were different. Indescribable sense of dirt and cheapness, with a bulging small snakeskin woven bag under his feet, this outfit looks like a resident student who can only return home on a weekend.

So, she's a student, right? Celluloid came to this conclusion.

She opened her schoolbag and searched for it. There were some old full set of middle school textbooks. Each book had the words Celluloid in Class 2 and 5 written in neat and tender handwriting. The name gave her a specious sense of familiarity. But the handwriting is unfamiliar.

But no matter what, it seems that Celluloid is her name for the time being.

She flipped through her schoolbag again, and when she found a mirror, she opened it immediately. In the mirror, she had two braids pulled to her chest, with a delicate face, and her age did look like a middle school student, but she had blue hair and blue hair. Eyes, this color is a bit weird, she felt so for a moment, and only after a moment did she confirm that she looked like this.

Searching in the schoolbag, she found another set of large bronze keys, a handkerchief, and a small cloth bag with buttons, but no mobile phone was found. She was a little disappointed, and she was too young now So the parents didn't give it, or is there no mobile phone in this year? After all, the things around you all look a sense of age, as if the times have not developed to the point where mobile phones are popular.

After realizing what she was thinking, Cellulu was suddenly startled again, what is this kind of out of place idea? How do you get the feeling that you are out of touch with the times?

Have you ever seen a more advanced era? If seen? How did you meet? This is completely inconsistent with the character of an ordinary middle school student that I have found so far, right?

Cellulu was puzzled, so she could only press the doubt first and continue to search. She opened the button cloth bag and found that it was actually a wallet. The style was really old. It should be rare to see such a thing in memory, this strangeness is not a lie.

There are a few banknotes and coins in the wallet, which are designs and avatars that she has never seen before. However, she has no memory at present, and she is not sure whether this lack of seeing is caused by amnesia. There is a total of one seventy-five cents in the wallet. After figuring out the value, Celluloid was stunned again. Is this the current low price? Or do you have very little pocket money?

She didn't know what the situation was. She could only observe later. Instead of putting all the money back into her wallet, she took out a dollar, put it close to her body, and then put the wallet back into her schoolbag.

Then, she looked down and turned over the snakeskin bag under her feet. There were several replaced dirty clothes in it. The reason why they were dirty clothes and not clean clothes was because they were all stuffed together just like that. There is also a faint sour smell.

Cellulu couldn't help frowning, is she so disgusting with cleanliness? And...the hand moved unbearably, and Cellulu finally couldn't hold back. She took out all the dirty clothes, folded them one by one, and put them neatly into the snakeskin bag. , looking at the well-organized layout of the bag, she nodded with satisfaction.

Then, doubts crept into her mind again. Her current subconscious obsessive-compulsive disorder performance was completely different from her previous performance of casually stuffing clothes into a bag. Even if she lost her memory, would her personality change so much?

She couldn't figure it out, so she had to stop thinking about it. In addition to the dirty clothes, there was a green water bottle and two yellow-yellow steamed buns wrapped in oiled paper in the snakeskin bag.

Celluloid felt that she was neither hungry nor thirsty. However, when she didn't know anything, it was important to keep food and water. Cellulo came to this conclusion almost immediately, and then These dry food and water were put into their school bag.

After doing all this, she began to look at the surrounding environment and looked out the window. The long-distance bus was walking on a desolate soil **** plateau. In the distance, the yellow hills were rolling, the canyons and ravines were deep, and there was no green, yellow sand in the eyes. Flying over, watching the tall withered grass swaying in the wind, the time estimated before is correct, the sun is already hanging on the top of the mountain, and it will fall at any time.

Cellulu retracted her gaze and looked at the passengers in the car. The car was not very noisy, but it was not very quiet either. There were about twenty people.

Sitting at the front was an old farmer-like man in his 40s and 50s, with his back on his back and his head bowed, smoking a hookah. Fortunately, the window was open and the wind was strong outside, so Celluloid didn't smell any smoke. Wei, at his feet, a thick pole was placed on the two baskets, and he didn't know what to pick.

There was a middle-aged couple sitting two rows behind the old farmer. Both men and women turned their faces sideways, so Cellulu could see their expressions clearly. The woman seemed very dissatisfied and kept secretly pointing at the old farmer in front of her and whispering to her husband. Muttering something, maybe it was because there was still a bit of smoke in that position, the husband frowned, his face was dissatisfied and impatient, and he whispered as if to persuade his wife to be patient.

The two held their breath and continued to mumble so unpleasantly.

Celluloid looked back, separated by an aisle, and two groups of people were sitting side by side on both sides. On the left was a young couple, the wife was holding the infant child, the husband looked down at the child, and the two smiled at each other from time to time. , The atmosphere was very warm, but at this time, the child suddenly cried and cried loudly. Under the dissatisfied eyes cast by the people around, the wife hurriedly shook the child gently, and the husband skillfully pulled out the bottle and put it in The child snorted a few times and began to inhale desperately.

There was a young girl sitting on the right. At this time, she looked around as if she had just woken up from her sleep. She just turned around at this time, and the eyes that were looking at the same curiously as Cellulu collided. As if she didn't expect to meet people's eyes, the girl seemed startled and quickly looked away, then, pretending to turn her head back normally, lowered her head and stopped looking around, but at the last glance, the face , is clearly confused.

Cellulu was startled, what was the difference between this expression and her just now? Could this person have amnesia like himself?

She kept her eyes open, and when she went to look at the other passengers, she found a few suspicious people just like her, a chubby young man in his twenties and a man in his thirties with a gloomy face. He looked around vaguely, because they were all sitting in front of Cellul, so Cellul could see it clearly.

In addition, there are four other people, but Cellulo is a little uncertain.

One of them is particularly outstanding. Although this person has been sitting quietly and motionless, he is not trying to analyze something like those passengers who may have amnesia like her, but to say that he is an ordinary passenger, his temperament feels a bit different.

Obviously, this person is also like all the other passengers who are wearing period clothes, wearing an ordinary gray-blue tunic with a stand-up collar and the same color trousers, but the evil side face under the dazzling red hair is the general. The earthy outfit was instantly lined with haute couture. At this moment, the corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked, as if he was expecting something, and he smiled with interest. Occasionally, his eyes glanced at the other three, which made Celluloid feel untouchable. accurate man.

The three men sat side by side. They were out of tune with everyone's temperament. They looked particularly gloomy, a deadly gloomy kind of gloomier than the gloomy man in his thirties. Their expressions were blank and their faces were pale. , The dark pupils are empty and a little scary.

Cellulu felt that these three people were very uncomfortable, she couldn't help but looked away and looked at the remaining passengers in the front row.

A couple in their thirties with two children, a boy of seven or eight years old and a girl of three or four years old.

The woman is feeding the boy, the boy is not eating well, and keeps shaking his head, the woman yells loudly with a sullen face, and the three- or four-year-old girl next to her looks at it, pulling her mother's sleeve to beg for food, and is photographed impatiently by the woman open, and said in his mouth 'wait for your brother to finish eating! ',

The boy grimaced at his sister with his tongue sticking out, and deliberately spat out the food he had fed in, provoking a scolding from his mother, but even so, the mother insisted that the boy had to finish eating before he could. Feeding the girl, the father sat indifferently beside him.

Pride sons over women, Cellulu shook her head, took back her gaze, taking advantage of the opportunity to stretch her waist and turn her head to look back, otherwise she would be embarrassed and might attract the attention of some interested people. Before she knew what happened to her amnesia, she still didn't want to attract unnecessary attention.

There are still two rows of seats in the back, but there are only two people sitting, a teenage male student, also wearing the same school uniform as sportswear, but it should be different from her, because the style and color are different, next to him, is a forty. The slightly fat woman of a few years old also had a confused and panicked expression at this time.

After Cellulo glanced at it, she turned back naturally.

However, the woman in her forties at the back was obviously not calm, so it didn't take long for her to hear the woman pulling the male student and starting to ask questions in a low voice, probably because she was young enough to talk. .

Cellulu pricked up her ears and listened carefully. She saw that the gloomy man suddenly leaned back on the back of the chair. He was obviously listening. As for the fat man, the young girl and the red-haired man, she didn't see anything obvious. Action, I don't know whether I didn't pay attention to the movement here or listened secretly.

"Student brother, where is this car going?"

"Auntie, the final stop is Deadman's Ditch."

The little boy answered timidly and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Who's your auntie? Do you know how to be polite? Miss or ma'am! Where is the dead man's ditch? How come you have such a wicked name?"

"Aunt...Ma'am, the dead man's ditch is the dead man's ditch." The little boy said with some fear.

"Then do you know how I got here? Did you see where I got on the bus?" the woman asked reluctantly.

"...No, I don't know, I didn't pay attention..." The little boy swallowed his saliva.

"Why don't you know anything? Then do you know how long until the next stop? Where is it? Is there a place to stay nearby?"

The woman was dissatisfied again, paused, and continued to ask.

"There are still more than 30 minutes. The next stop is Diaojingling, next to Diaojingling Village. Madam, are you from there?"

The little boy asked curiously.

"Diaojingling? What kind of ghost place name is it? Who is that kind of ghost place! Is there a hotel or transportation to the big city?" The woman cursed again, and asked again.

"...No...No, Diaojingling Village is a small place, if you want to go back to a big place, you have to wait until Deadman's Ditch, and then take this bus back the next day, you can go to Mosquito Lamp Town, where there is a big place to go. The town bus." The little boy replied with a good temper.

"What? There is only one bus on this road? And there is only one bus a day? Don't you bluff me?" The woman exclaimed.

"Ma'am, I didn't lie to you, it's true." The little boy said seriously.

The woman reluctantly asked if there was still a stop behind Diaojingling, and made sure that no other bus or private car would pass by. She got a series of negative answers, and finally stopped in frustration.

Cellulu got the answer and began to think about her destination. Where is she going? Hanging Ridge or Dead Man's Ditch? It's a pity that there is no extra information in the schoolbag. Do you want to get off at the next stop? If she happened to be from Diaojingling Village, then everyone would be very happy, but in case she made a wrong stop, there would be no bus to come back today, or should she go to the next stop to see the situation?

No, there is another way. Cellulu couldn't help but look at the driver in the cab. If she was from a nearby village, the driver who ran this long-distance route might remember where she was from?

Through the reflective glass mirror next to the cab, she was a little surprised to find that the driver was actually a female driver, and she was quite young and beautiful, although she was wearing a very earthy yellow-gray work coat and trousers.

The female driver was very attentive when driving, her eyes were staring straight ahead without blinking, and she was very careful every time she cornered, deliberately slowing down the speed of the car, so that people could hardly feel the steep bumps of the dirt **** and the Grand Canyon. , as if driving on flat ground.

However, this state of being on the road made Cellulu a little hesitant. This female driver has not been working for a long time, so is it possible that she does not know or remember which village she is from? Or wait for the next stop to try your luck and ask her.

After thinking about it, Celluloid just waited for the next stop. The sun was gradually sinking, and the light on the road began to dim. After nightfall, it will become pitch-dark and invisible. The darkness in the countryside is far thicker than that in the city, drenching the entire world like splashing ink.

After driving for another half an hour, the sky was completely dark. In order to save electricity, the interior of the car was also pitch black. Only the light from the headlights cut through the darkness. The female driver drove more slowly. Celluloid felt smaller than that. Another ten minutes passed after the boy's estimated arrival time, and she vaguely saw a waiting shed with small lights on the road in front of her. It seemed that several people were waiting there.

But other than that, Cellulu couldn't see any light source anymore, the ground was pitch black, and the so-called Hanging Neck Village could not be seen at all.

Cellulu hesitated even more. If she got off the bus here, would she be able to find Hangingling Village?

The car was slowly approaching the waiting shed, and the woman behind her asked like a roundworm in Celluloid's stomach.

"I can't see the hanging neck mountain villa you said at all?"

"You have to walk in the farmland behind the carport for fifteen minutes before you can see the entrance to the village." The little boy replied knowingly.

"Student brother, you know very well~, are you from here?" the woman asked with a snort.

"No, I'm from Dead Man's Ditch, but Hanging Ningling is not far away, so I naturally know a little bit about the situation." The little boy said with a low brow.

The woman stopped speaking.

The car is coming to a stop, but everyone is sitting firmly, and no one wants to get out of the car. Does this mean that everyone is dead? No, except for the few who are like her who are suspected of amnesia.

Cellulu thought for a while, but she still didn't move. Maybe look at the person who got on the bus. If she was from a village, she might not know her.

The car finally arrived, the back door opened, no one got off the car, the front door opened, and 4 men came up.

However, when she saw the 4 people clearly, Cellulu couldn't help but frown slightly. These four people were full of flesh and fierce, and each of them was tall and big, with big arms and round waists, and they looked like a bandit overlord. Lu immediately dismissed the idea of ​​drawing their attention to confirm whether she was from Hangingling Village.

After the four people got into the car, they glanced inside the car as if they were patrolling the territory or looking for prey. The eyes of the 4 people suddenly straightened, and for a moment, several people once again exchanged a special look, full of malicious intent.

This unusual move made Cellulu instantly vigilant, and she felt a bad feeling in her heart. She subconsciously stood up and wanted to get out of the car.

Cellulu picked up her schoolbag, but didn't take the snakeskin bag. Anyway, this thing is optional, but if it doesn't go well, it can be regarded as a retreat and an excuse.

But as soon as she moved, the other four moved too. One of them took a big step and walked to the back door and stopped in front of Cellulu. The bandit-like face showed a sloppy smile and asked.

"Little sister, what are you doing?"

"I...I want to get out of the car..." Cellulu lowered her head and muttered, pretending to be a little startled.

"Get out of the car? You're not from this village, are you? What are you doing out of the car?"

The bandit man looked at Cellulu for a few times, his flowing smile did not change, but his voice was a little cold.

Surely not from this village? After Cellulu confirmed this, her face flushed red and her voice was like a mosquito.

"I...I want to go to the toilet..."

"Oh, it turned out to be the toilet,"

The bandit man seemed to suddenly realize, his voice lost the coldness, and he laughed frivolously.

"Haha, it's dark and blind, and people are very afraid of people in the wild. Will my brother accompany you?"

"No... no need, I'm not in a hurry again..."

Cellulu hurriedly shook her head as if a little scared, and sat back down again with her head down.

The bandit man didn't persuade him, and watched her sit back with a smile. When he saw the snakeskin woven bag beside Cellulu's feet, he further confirmed that the little girl was really just trying to get out of the car early.

Everyone in the car noticed that this group of people was not easy to mess with, but it is better to do less than one thing, so they lowered their heads and remained silent.

The female driver glanced at a few people with some unease, but closed the front door as usual, started the car again, and drove towards the mountain road in the middle of the night.

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