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There are still too many problems to be solved in the idea of ​​spreading the spiritual energy network throughout the Yu country. For example, the production cost of the talisman board, potential safety hazards, the transmission efficiency of the aura cable, and so on.

Li Ang and He Fanshuang were chatting about the content of Talisman, the train started slowly, the noisy voices on the platform receded to the rear, and the sky outside the window was gradually shrouded in night.

Unlike Chang'an, where thousands of houses are lit, there is almost no light at night in the suburbs, only the occasional torches flashing in the wilderness—the lighting for the police patrolling beside the railway.

Clang, clang.

The sound of train wheels rolling over the joints of the rails was loud and regular. There is still more than an hour's drive from Chang'an, He Fanshuang took out a pen and paper, and drew a talisman pattern,

A little sleepy Li Ang got up, took the teacup, and walked out of the cubicle.

Under his suggestion, all functions of the train carriages were designed to be complete. The carriages are connected by automatic hooks. The windows are fully closed and cannot be opened. There are water heaters in the front and back of the carriages, which use the steam from the train boiler to provide heat. In addition, there are separate toilets for men and women with flush toilets.

The compartment where Li Ang is located is at the end of the train. Because there are too many dignitaries commuting between Chang'an and Luoyang, the train often adds a section when it runs at night. Compared with the front row, this carriage is also quieter, with extra space for double or four-person closed compartments.

There is no one in the aisle of the carriage, and oil lamps for lighting are placed on the door frames of the compartments on both sides.

Li Ang walked to the end of the carriage with the teacup, tapped some hot water at the tap, and then stood behind the carriage door, staring at the dark wilderness through the window.

Looking back, I have already changed Yu Guo too much. Malaria prevention, sick rooms, medicinal materials, model airplanes, and now railways.

The imperial court has made the construction of railways a century-old national policy.

And along the railway, countless new workshops are being built in full swing—everyone is looking forward to introducing Su Feng's spiritual energy machine.

Fifty years, or even twenty years later, the entire Yu State will undergo earth-shaking changes

rustle--

Just as he was staring at himself in the mirror, the moss in his body made an extremely slight sound, stretched along the periosteum, and drilled towards the surface of the skin.

Li Ang didn't change his face, he clenched his fists tightly, relying on his will, and forced Mosi back again.

here we go again.

Since the change of Qixi Festival, Mosi's restlessness has been wave after wave,

It is likely to be related to the fact that one's realm has reached a high level of listening to the rain.

The head of the mountain has been missing all year round, and the plan to find the source of Mosi through banned books is not going well. Li Ang can only try his best to maintain the balance in his body.

"Hey, have you read today's Luoyang tabloid?"

"I didn't see it, what's the matter?"

From the direction of the bathroom came the brisk conversation of two teenagers, who seemed to be the family members of Luoyang dignitaries.

"It reprinted Zhou Guo's newspaper commentary on our railway. Hey, the court only took less than three months to build a 600-mile railway, transporting hundreds of thousands of catties of materials every day. I'm going to be scared to death, while saying in the newspapers that the Yuguo Railway is falsely publicizing, there is nothing to be afraid of, and at the same time, I am intensively preparing to build my own railway."

"Can they be built?"

"It is estimated that a simple railway can be built. This thing is sleepers plus rails. They also have monks, and there is no threshold. As for the spiritual locomotive. I secretly listened to Aye and uncle chatting with them a few days ago. They were more worried about the academy. After all, there There are quite a few Ph.D. students from the Zhou Kingdom.”

"You mean the academy leaked information?"

"It's hard to say, but I heard them discussing some kind of aura machine and some kind of magic cloud. It seems to be a very ancient talisman. If Zhou Guo knew the principle, he might not be able to imitate it within a few years."

"The imperial court"

"I can only see the tricks, anyway, it has always been like this. If we have any good things, Zhou Guojing will follow suit. In short, this is not the point. The point is the railway under our feet. , I've died before."

"Eh? You mean"

"It's not the laborers who built the railway. This time, major projects such as digging mountains and breaking rocks, crossing rivers and building bridges basically have monks to help. The laborers in the state capitals have not been killed or injured. For this, His Majesty praised him a lot. I mean, dead A lot of bandit road tyrants."

"Bandits?"

"Hmph, don't look at the official roads in Chang'an and Luoyang. They are so open, and there are no shortage of bandits in the vast mountains and forests between the two places. These people are very cautious, and only plunder merchants and travelers who have passed by and have no background. , Successful once, hid in the deep mountain stronghold to avoid being hunted down.

In the past, the state capitals had a tacit understanding with them, and they did not dare to go too far and commit appalling crimes.

But this time is different. The rails are made of high-quality steel, which is expensive. If one or two rails are missing, the locomotive may even be at risk of derailment. Therefore, the imperial court sent the Zhen Fusi to take advantage of the time to build the railway to plow the six hundred miles of mountains and forests. "

"plow?"

"Clean up all bandit villages. Women and children are fine, and some can be sent back to their hometowns. Those who have committed crimes, no matter how old or young, will be sentenced to death if they are found to be behind the scenes. They will not even have the chance to be exiled to Qiongzhou.

By the way, hang the dead body on the torch racks on both sides of the railway line-this is a warning to all thieves not to hit the attention of the train tracks.

Hey, if you want to talk about ruthlessness, the Changan people are ruthless.

Six hundred miles, a few days before the trial run of the train, every mile you walked, you could see carcasses pecked by carrion birds on the shelves, and it was really unsightly, so they burned it clean.

I heard that some time ago, there were still passengers in the car. In his sleep, he felt the ghost of the dead bandit. He touched his face with his palm and screamed in his ears.

Like this, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! ! "

The boy's voice suddenly raised, startling his companions,

The two were laughing and playing, and came to the sink to wash their hands, only to notice Li Ang standing silently behind the carriage door.

Both of them are descendants of Luoyang Xungui, and the ability to observe words and expressions is indispensable. Seeing the decorations on Li Ang's body, he vaguely guessed that he might be a disciple of Chang'an Academy, so he immediately closed his mouth, nodded respectfully, and walked away with a correct posture——

They also want to be admitted to the academy in the future, and they don't want to leave a bad impression in front of future seniors.

Li Ang looked at the backs of the two who were the same age as him when he was admitted to the academy, couldn't help smiling, and took a sip of the warm tea. Turn around and walk back to the cubicle.

He Fanshuang was still drawing the pattern on the talisman board, and yawned while drawing.

Li Ang asked: "Would you like to sleep for a while? I'll call you when I arrive in Chang'an."

He Fanshuang shook his head, and said lightly: "It's rare to have inspiration, let's draw for a while longer?"

She frowned slightly, looking out of the dark window,

Li Ang also noticed something, and the palm that was about to put down the teacup froze slightly.

Clang, clang.

The distance between the wheels running over the joints of the rails gradually lengthens,

The carriage is slowly decelerating.

But outside the window, it was still as dark as ink, and the fire that marked the platform could not be seen.