After leaving the ghost hotel, Wang Lingxian and his party took the train to Luxembourg at sunrise the next day, and they could reach their destination in about two hours.
In the train carriage, Wang Lingxian had seven people occupying the seats on the left and right sides of the center. In front were two traveling families of four, and in the back were nine young men and women who came out to play. Listening to their chatting content, it seemed that they were students. A trip to Europe.
Having visited Never Set Sun, Gaul and Deutschland before, they are now ready to go to the next country, Luxembourg, to participate in the world's largest rock festival. Slowly talk about the topic to the local girls and boys, and gradually become explicit and hot.
A young black man in the back left proposes to play poker. The loser tells a story. It can be someone else's or one's own, but it must be real and interesting enough to attract the interest of his peers and play the game together.
At the beginning, some people said that his youth was embarrassing, some people said that his first time ended in the woods of the school, and some people said that the school's physical education teacher and the dean of the school cheated...
The front and rear rows were in full swing, and only Wang Lingxian and the others in the middle were either playing games or wearing blindfolds to catch up with sleep, while others stared intently at the scenery outside the window and nibbled melon seeds along the way.
This person is Cen Jin.
Huang Jiang asked across from him, "What flavor?"
Cen Jin: "Caramel."
Yellow Ginger: "I have sea salt and honey. I'll exchange it with you."
Cen Jin pointed to the melon seeds on the table and said, "Take it yourself."
All these flavors of melon seeds were ordered by Wang Lingxian. Suddenly, in the middle of the morning, he wanted to eat spicy strips, so he called his caring butler and asked everyone in the team what they wanted to eat. After making a list, he sent them by helicopter.
Wu Lan took off the blindfold and asked, "Would you like to send some to Teacher Ding?"
Cen Jin hesitated: "He doesn't eat junk food."
Wu Lan understood: "I understand the design of fairy men." Then he sighed: "It's good, the boss can sit on the soft seat."
Wang Lingxian irritably took off her mask and blindfold and complained: "After I go back, I want to protest that students must use the funds given by the school and the institution to take the task. Obviously we have the ability to improve the quality of the trip, but we are bound by rigid rules in this narrow, noisy and dirty section. in the carriage."
Totem closed his eyes and recited the scriptures silently. Hearing the words, he said, "I think it is much better than the chicken, duck, cattle, sheep and pig carriages that I have sat in before."
Wang Lingxian's eyes were cloudy, and he was blue and black at the moment.
He replied coldly: "The noble me and the poor you are not the same."
Wu Lan said in Cen Jin's ear, "Da Xian's middle 2 anxiety disorder has been committed, don't touch his bad head."
Cen Jin: "Understood."
He lowered his eyes and received a text message from Ding Baiqing on his mobile phone, asking him if he wanted to go to the soft-seat carriage, where he was alone.
Cen Jin replied: If you don't accept unspoken rules, you will never be able to seduce in this life. Give up, you dog.
Ding Baiqing: Screenshots have been taken.
Cen Jin was inexplicable: "??" When he took a closer look, he realized that when he replied, he was too angry, and he typed out the word 'dog force'.
Shit, it's numb.
At this time, Wu Lan suddenly pressed his elbow against his elbow to signal: "Listen carefully."
Cen Jin raised his eyes and found that all the members seemed to be listening to something in silence, so he followed Wu Lan's gaze to the nine young men and women who were in front of him. "Have you heard of the death train journey?"
Others: "I haven't heard of it."
Caucasian blonde: "Have you seen the Human Skin Inn?"
Someone laughed immediately: "Don't you want to say that this train will send us to an unfamiliar town, and then treat us as prey, let the bosses choose and brutally kill us?"
Others laughed: "Or like a third-level horror movie, from the conductors to the train attendants, they are all organ theft and trafficking organizations. They specially select passengers to kill them, and then dig up the organs and sell them."
"Very similar." Seeing that no one showed fear at all, the white blond woman could only shrug her shoulders and say, "Well, this story comes from the neighbor of my sister's boyfriend, who is a middle-aged man with severe facial disabilities.
He said that this was his personal experience. During the journey from Huadu to Luxembourg, there was a hidden town in the gorge near the Rhine River, and a train called 'Death Train' would occasionally stop in the hidden town. 's site.
Within ten minutes of it stopping, a family from the small town came in, and they were going to carry out an indiscriminate massacre inside the train.
The middle-aged man told me that he and his mates tried to cross Europe as their graduation gift and got on the death train on a full moon night, about eleven o'clock in the evening, the train stopped at the town station and got up A family of four.
From eleven o'clock to one o'clock in the morning, the number of people in the train dwindled one by one, and blood filled every carriage until a family of four came to their carriage and started a horrific massacre. In the end, he was the only one who survived. "
Everyone booed after listening. The story was boring and old-fashioned, mostly based on various horror movies. They said that the white blonde must have been deceived by the disabled man.
The white blonde also found the story that terrified her childhood to be boring, and gradually silenced, replacing the punishment of losing with something else that happened.
"Let me think... Have you heard of Andersen's red shoes?" With the unanimous nod from her companions, the white blonde looked out the window and said, "The story I'm talking about is somewhat different from the story of the red shoes in Andersen's fairy tale. It comes from the Rhine, from history and news, it's a real event.
It is rumored that from the end of the 15th to the 17th century, strange incidents of dancing plague occurred in villages on both sides of the Rhine River one after another. The church could not find the reason, so they listened to public reports and convicted the suspect and burned him alive.
In the first incident of the dancing plague, the people reported a woman who they said was a witch. The church first let the crowd stone her to death, and then burned her alive.
The dancing plague was temporarily subsided, and it didn't take long for it to happen again in another village. This time they received a report from the nun, claiming that a handsome priest had thrown into the arms of the devil and cast the poison of the plague on the Rhine.
This time, the Holy See attached great importance to it, spent months trying to judge the priest, and finally burned him to death in the central square of the Inquisition.
People watched the execution, and at first they were very angry and excited, until they found that the priest, who was engulfed by the fire, was silent the whole time, and gradually became afraid.
And then hear the priest's dying curse: 'God will prove my innocence, the plague will never stop. You who judge me, punish me, slander me, and watch me with indifference, your descendants, for hundreds of years and thousands of years, will suffer the torment of the plague forever.
If you sin, the plague will fall on your head, blindly follow until you become pale and cold, your body shrinks to a white skeleton, until someone cuts off your legs with your own hands, until you truly repent, the apostle leads. Forgive you for what you've done by God's order—
Judgment and plague are always on your head. '
After the execution of the priest, there has been no dancing plague for nearly a hundred years. Both the Holy See and the parties believe that the priest is guilty, and their trial is a just and just trial.
Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, the epidemic broke out again on a large scale, and it continued for the next two hundred years. The area was concentrated on both sides of the Rhine River. Gaul, Belgium, Luxembourg and other countries had records of similar disasters.
By the end of the 17th century, the Holy See was dispatched again, caught a witch and treated her and her children as 'lambs' to complete two burnt offerings.
Since then, the Rhine has returned to calm. "
When the white blonde woman said this, the back seat was silent, and the next moment, everyone burst into laughter, urging the blonde woman to stop taking shortcuts. This is not a true story at all. How can the so-called 'history' recorded in literature and folklore be considered true? occur
Even if it is proved that this is indeed a real event, it cannot be cleared, otherwise other people can tell some news or history that everyone knows and pass the level.
"It's boring, Leni. We want to know what's real, what's real, what's close to us, and we're not interested in unverified history or 'urban legends'."
The white blond woman was about to say that she hadn't finished speaking, when someone behind her asked, "Did the two 'lambs' you just mentioned come from an urban legend circulating among rural folks?"
White blonde: "What?"
She turned her head and saw a pretty and aggressive Asian woman standing in the aisle, leaning lazily against the back of the chair and said, "The first bunny-headed man who crawled out of a witch's womb."
The white blonde woman widened her eyes: "How do you know this legend?"
Wang Lingxian raised her thumb and pointed at everyone behind her: "We all know."
Huang Mao and others came forward and responded in unison.
The white blonde was stunned: "I heard what my grandmother said, I thought she was confused."
"You don't know the truth either, are you lying? Leni." The companions couldn't believe it.
Leni raised her hand and confessed: "Because that was just a prelude, I thought I would scare you. Well, what I'm really trying to say is that last year there was a dancing epidemic in a small village called Strasbourg. hundreds of people.
You should have heard that it was widely circulated on the Internet at the time. Although there is no official confirmation, I want to say that it was my grandmother's hometown. "
"so?"
"At the end of last year, my grandmother danced in the living room in her youthful ballet costume, with my parents and younger brother admiring. Grandmother danced for two hours, half toes, white socks and dancing shoes. Dyed bright red, it looks like the red shoes in a fairy tale.
The grandmother was in great pain, but she was forced to put on a V-shaped smile, which was weird and scary.
We tried our best to save my grandmother, but in the end we could only cut off her legs like the red dancing shoes. Unfortunately, the treatment was not timely. The grandmother died in the snowy night, and the blood dragged two long trails on the white snow. , long traces. "
The laughing companions fell silent for a while, staring at the beautiful blonde in front of them, unable to tell which part of her was lying and which part was true. Maybe she was still lying.
After all, no one would describe their relatives who had been infected with the plague as usual. When talking about cutting off their relatives' legs, their expressions were so calm.
"It's not funny, Leni."
Leni wondered: "Isn't it funny?" She looked back to Wang Lingxian and others for approval: "Do you also think it's boring?"
Wang Lingxian showed contempt: "Boring. Huang, what do you think?"
Huang Mao thought about it and said seriously: "It's really boring, the story is outdated, the shock is a bit old-fashioned, and the prelude is too long, you will scare the audience away by telling the story like this, that is, we have the patience to listen to you when we are bored on the journey. ."
This wave of reviews is venomous.
Leni's expression stiffened, her lips pursed tightly, and she quietly glanced at Wang Lingxian, Huang Mao, Wu Lan and Huang Jiang. Seeing the calm expressions on their faces, she disagreed with the story she told, and the corners of her lips pulled down sharply. He got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Her companions greeted Wang Lingxian and others one after another. Seeing that they speak foreign languages well, they thought they were also international students. After listening to them preparing to participate in the concert, they were even more excited to invite them to play games together.
Wang Lingxian and several others joined, and Huang Mao watched the battle next to him.
Time flies, and the train travels to a desolate canyon. Except for their corner where people are noisy because of playing poker, the other carriages are quiet, and the two families of four in front are making up their sleep.
Cen Jin looked up at the electronic clock hanging in the middle of the door of the carriage, showing that Leni took more than 40 minutes to go to the bathroom.
He bypassed the crowd to the carriage where the bathroom was located. The people on both sides were very quiet, either sleeping or reading. After all, there was no wifi in the car.
Men's and women's restrooms are side by side, next to a hot water machine, someone is picking up hot water, someone is waiting in line for the restroom, Cen Jin is behind the restroom line, and a girl in front of them pats the bathroom door and asks how long they are squatting, I don't know how many people outside Are you waiting
A woman behind her was so irritable that she rushed up and kicked the door hard: "Don't come out now, wait for me to kick the door and grab your hair and throw it into the aisle so that everyone can see you without pants!"
This threat worked, Leni opened the door and walked out, her face gloomy and pale, looking at the women and girls grimly, turned away without saying a word, and suddenly noticed Cen Jin at the tail of the team.
She couldn't help but smile, leaned in and said, "Hey, I want to go to the end of the carriage to carry something, can you accompany me?"
Cen Jin: "No."
Leni was stunned by his categorical refusal, and said angrily, "Okay, I'll ask someone for help, and no one will refuse a trip of ten euros."
After speaking, she turned around and walked a few steps, and was blocked by Cen Jin who suddenly flashed in front of her. Leni was startled: "What's the matter with you?"
Cen Jin calmly said, "Didn't you move something? Let's go."
Leni: "...Didn't you refuse?"
Cen Jin: "That was before you said ten euros, now I can."
Leni stared straight at him: "Are you sure you won't go back? The thing is very heavy. If you go back halfway, you will have to pay hundreds of times."
Cen Jin smiled: "On the contrary, if you breach the contract and deduct ten euros, I will also ask you to pay 100 times the compensation."
Leni smiled and said something odd in French.
Cen Jin: "I don't understand French."
Leni: "I said it's reasonable." She walked around Cen Jin and said, "Follow me."
Cen Jin was three meters behind. He translated the French recorded on the phone into Chinese, and put it in his ear to hear Leni's hoarse and strange voice: "Of course, little Karen."
The author has something to say: Karen: The name of the little girl with red shoes.
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