Get Lost!

Lu Xingyuan instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked at his own hand, then at the "hand" he was holding.

Fuck!

What kind of normal person had three hands?!

And look at this hand—slender, fair, like jade, even more like creamy mutton fat. What grown man had such a delicate hand?!

Such a beautiful hand—if a hand fetishist... Well, there had to be freaks like that, right? After all, foot fetishists existed... Anyway, if those perverts saw it, they would definitely be utterly amazed. How could there be such a perfect creation in this world?!

But you know, Lu Xingyuan was a man who had read the Spring and Autumn Annals!

So not only was he not the slightest bit pleasantly surprised, he actually felt like he was about to piss himself from fright.

Didn't this seem incredibly creepy?

In a perfectly normal train, a hand had suddenly appeared out of nowhere—and it was a woman's hand!

Where the fuck had it come from?!

Lu Xingyuan's brain spun at top speed!

Very quickly, he thought of something!

Empire Graveyard!

It had to be this place!

Only this strange place could have caused such strange things to happen to his train!

But... when had it crawled aboard his train?

Lu Xingyuan swallowed with difficulty, his heart crawling with chills.

In any case, this was definitely not something clean.

"Amen, Amitabha Buddha, Jade Emperor, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Belial... Anyway, get lost!"

Lu Xingyuan opened the train door and gave it a kick!

The hand traced a graceful arc through the air before vanishing into the endless curtain of rain.

Lu Xingyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, a faint relieved smile appearing on his face.

"Scaring myself~"

What hand? There had never been any hand at all.

That