"Our body, soul and train are integrated. Every full moon, we can repeat the trajectory of our lifetime. The activity time is from eleven o'clock in the evening to one in the morning. When the time is up, we disappear with the train and return to the depths of the canyon. , listen to the waves rolling in the river, and the brand new train rumbles overhead."
Leni described it lonely: "The distance between the lively and vigorous life and us in the grave is only a canyon and a bridge."
Her father said: "And today the miracle finally came to us, when time passed, we not only did not disappear, but also successfully disguised as passengers in the train and saw so many fresh lives.
We can kill them at any time, put on their skins like the monster in the mother's skin, and be reborn from now on, but I didn't tell the other ghosts that secret. "
Cen Jin: "It's not because you're afraid you won't be able to grab it?"
Leni's father raised his head and said, "You can't slander us like this. This secret alone is enough to make the conductor give us four leather bags, because I know more than that."
He pointed to the head and said, "The history of at least five thousand years of Western Europe is all in my brain, including some historical facts that have been dusted up by the Holy See."
Cen Jin: "Are you a historian?"
Leni's father: "I was."
Cen Jin: "What's your name?"
Leni's father: "Aye."
Cen Jin: "If you are not a slaughter house, then who is?"
Ea: "At that time, most people on the train were stunned and died in their sleep. It was too late to see the murderer, so many years after their death, no one knew what the slaughter house looked like. They only knew that they were hiding in the train. It is possible that the passengers disguised by the undead are them.
We are very suspicious of the train conductor. We heard the conductor describe that he was a family of four before his death. He had a fierce and violent temper. After his death, his soul would not disperse. He regarded the train as his kingdom and exercised dictatorship over everyone. "
Leni: "You really can't help us get off the train?"
"No." Cen Jin categorically refused, got up and said, "You guys are weak, you haven't touched human life, I won't kill you, keep calm and finish this journey as quiet as a chicken, and I will report back to the Holy See to let them escape. you."
The four members of Leni's family were dissatisfied when they heard the words, and stared at Cen Jin with bad eyes. Just as they were about to move, a powerful force appeared out of thin air and firmly nailed them to the iron block of the carriage.
At the same time, the screws at the joints of the abandoned iron chairs were twisted several times and fell off. The iron pieces floated in the air, swiping through the cheeks of Leni and Aya, respectively, with a muffled sound, piercing the iron sheets, and stuck in the hard. The wall of the carriage, the end of the iron block trembled and hummed.
Leni and Aya glared at the expressionless yellow-haired man along the iron block, swallowing at the same time, sure that if they resisted to the end, the iron block would be stuck in their heads and not in the wall of the carriage.
"We'll cooperate with you," they assured in a low voice.
Cen Jin put them down, and the four humanoid spiders returned to their human appearances before his eyes.
Leni was a fair-skinned blond girl with a few freckles on her face, much like the sweetheart in the Pretty Country movies of the late twentieth century.
Aye is the appearance of most white middle-aged men, tall and bloated, slightly fat, nearly 1.9 meters and about 200 pounds. His face is a bit fierce, and it is far from the image of a tall and thin historian. A little bit of literary temperament dilutes the fierce look, so as not to give people the first impression that this is a butcher who is capable of domestic violence.
Aye's wife is an ordinary, gentle, intellectual, middle-aged woman. The youngest son has a certain amount of brown hair and freckles. Both of them are quite ordinary in appearance.
This is a very ordinary family of four.
Cen Jin remembered their faces, held the door handle of the car, hesitated for a while and asked back: "I know you died in 90 years, there were no euros at that time, my question may not be quite appropriate... So you didn't leave any differences. Like pre-90s postage stamps, pounds, francs, etc.?"
Leni: "..." She glanced at her father and nodded in agreement with Ea, then pointed to the small box in the corner of the carriage and said, "At that time, the car crashed and exploded, and all the metal objects were burned, not to mention the paper But we desperately defended this box, which contained a lot of materials stolen from the Holy See, with a lot of 70- and 80-year stamps.”
Cen Jin's heart is beating fast and his palms are sweating. He doesn't know much about the stamp circle. He only knows that stamps with a long history + full set + limited edition have a very high market. The bids are high and they change hands quickly. Getting them is a windfall.
However, he knew that it was not good luck to make a fortune, and he might have to bleed afterward, so he was vigilant.
"The price? Let's talk about it first. I can't be a lamb to complete the burnt offering for you, and I'm not an exorcist priest. I'm not familiar with the western business and procedures, so I can't help you too much."
"Help me deliver the box to the Vatican Pope and return it to them."
"That's it?"
"right."
"I reject."
"—Why?" Ea asked anxiously, with a puzzled expression: "The Vatican is not far away, it can be reached in a few hours, I just ask you to help return the information in the box. Why refuse? Aren't you short of money?"
Cen Jin opened the door: "Because a prophet predicted that I have no fortune, the windfall does not belong to me, and I don't trust you."
He ignored the stunned faces of the four of them, slammed the door, strode forward, and suddenly heard a sentence behind him: "The information in the box is more valuable than postage stamps. If the Vatican Holy See knows that the information is in your hands, They are willing to pay 100,000 euros for it."
Cen Jin turned his head and saw Ding Baiqing with his back against the wall of the carriage. He was surprised by what he was wearing today. Instead of a Gothic skirt and a big black umbrella, he replaced it with a Gothic military uniform, and added some elements of a German military uniform.
Black uniform boots, symmetrical golden double-breasted buttons, gorgeous and delicate gold-trimmed badge with skull and wings, thin waist tightly bound by a belt, long hair tied into a low ponytail, military cap is being worn on the top of the head, and there is still a patch on the face Rimless single-sided glasses, the feeling of the whole Sven scum comes out.
"Why did you change your clothes again?" He quickly backed away and looked at the carriage with few people: "Don't come near me, you don't want to attract attention."
Ding Yiqing wanted to get close to him, Cen Jin hurriedly turned around and walked towards the next car, thinking in his heart that whoever dresses like that in this day and age looks good, but it is out of place, and it is too conspicuous and full of contradictions among the crowd of modern fashion.
"You didn't pay much attention to the people in the carriage along the way." Ding Yiqing walked leisurely and spoke in a leisurely manner.
At this time, a group of young men and women happened to come from the upper carriage. They seemed to be looking for a bathroom or buying food. They just blocked Cen Jin's way and let him see the clothes of this group of people.
There are actually all kinds of styles, military uniforms, Gothic clothes, and even Lolita, Rococo and Baroque dresses and makeups with similar styles. It is a fashion show.
But Cen Jin didn't have the illusion of traveling through time and space, only the feeling of straying into a comic exhibition.
Standing in the middle of this group of young men and women, Ding Baiqing's dress is not abrupt, but there is a kind of standing out from the crowd. The addition of face, temperament and haute couture clothing makes him approach, the crowd that was noisy suddenly quiet.
Quietly looking, whispering, and occasionally absent-minded, showing a little surprise, when they crossed the aisle, someone summoned the courage to stop them and asked Ding Baiqing if he was going to participate in the music festival, what band, what repertoire, and if he had any masterpieces or blogs.
Ding Yiqing didn't respond, and someone whispered: "Give up the conversation, don't you see that they are young couples arguing?"
When Cen Jin didn't realize who the 'little couple' was referring to, Ding Baiqing had already turned his head and showed a gentle smile: "I'm not a music festival contestant. I've participated in it before, but I didn't have a masterpiece, so I'm not selected... What band? An unknown band."
A simple two or three-sentence answer completely dispels the thought of chatting up people who are interested, and also makes Cen Jin understand that they are a wandering band, they like retro music from decades ago, and they are not popular in the market. So far, no agency is willing to find them, so they plan to finally Once at a music festival.
After the game is over, things will be divided.
The band was not asked but they proudly introduced: "Our band is called 'bck sheep'."
Black Goat Band, no wonder this band is not well-known, with such a decadent band name, it can persist for seven or eight years. It is absolutely impossible to do it if it is not true love.
Cen Jin didn't talk to him the whole time. After listening to the band's self-introduction, he turned around and left. Ding Baiqing quickly followed, so he asked, "Have you ever been in a band before?"
"Otherwise, where do you think my clothes come from?" Ding Baiqing took off his hat, lowered his head and walked through the door of the carriage, put it on again and said, "Custom suits, timeless classics, are more elegant and beautiful than messy slippers and t-shirts and save money. ."
It feels connoted. Cen is now thinking.
He was not very interested in clothes, and quickly changed the subject: "Why do you guys start a band? Who are your teammates? You really don't remember the team name? By the way, how did you get eliminated? Do you remember the process of getting eliminated? "
Ding Yiqing only answered that the reasons for starting a band were the same as they did, and ignored all other questions. After changing the topic, he turned back to the original topic: "One hundred thousand euros for express delivery, this is not exciting?"
Cen Jin's expression was sullen: "Ten moves to refuse."
Ding Yiqing: "Even if the pile of information is related to your mission, you still refuse?"
Cen Jin stopped, turned around quickly and looked at Ding Baiqing, making sure he didn't lie: "The mission is out?"
Ding Baiqing: "Keywords: Karen's disease."
Karen's disease is not the red shoes incident? Many thoughts flashed through Cen Jin's mind, and he finally settled on the data box hidden by the Leni family, and ran to the last carriage without saying a word.
Kicked open the door of the carriage again, and picked up the black box under the surprised gaze of the Leni family, Cen Jin did not change his face: "After careful consideration, I still can't refuse the temptation of high postage fees, so I decided to help you deliver this box. to the Vatican."
Lenina thanked him. She couldn't react at all, she saw him exit the car door and then dodged, but he disappeared immediately. She chased after her in surprise. She put her head on the roof of the car and saw Huang Mao's back. What scared her was Huang Mao's body. There was a dark shadow next to it.
Staring at the shadow for more than three seconds, Lenny felt that her brain was eroded, and the world she saw was shrouded in the shadow. Horror icon.
Aye patted Leni on the shoulder and said, "You are doing very well, and the Lord can see your efforts for righteousness." He looked around the family in the carriage and sang in a singing voice: "We hold the righteousness. We are carrying out an act of salvation, and because of God’s testimony, we will never be in vain.”
Leni pursed her lips, and the woman and the boy crossed their hearts: "Amen."
The train was running at high speed, Cen Jin ran from the last car to the fourth car and stopped suddenly, looking at the familiar canyon and tunnel in front, and whispered: "If I remember correctly, I have passed through the tunnel and the same canyon four times in one hour. , the train loops on the same section."
Ding Baiqing: "I thought that when you cross the canyon for the second time, you will realize that something is wrong."
Cen Jin: "If you find a problem, observe it carefully, so as not to panic."
Ding Paiqing was walking on the roof of the carriage. Amidst the humming of the train, the sound of military boots stepping on the iron sheet was crisp and clear. The tall and tall figure walked over Cen Jin to him, looked at the canyon in the distance and said, "Then what problem do you find now?"
Cen Jin: "Is this an investigation?"
Ding Yiqing: "Yeah." He took out a cowhide notebook and a gold-edged pen and said with a smile: "Record the score. If you can't give a suitable reason, it is very likely that all staff will be deducted."
Cen Jin pinched the seam of his trousers with his index finger and hesitated for a moment: "Am I the person you like?"
Ding Baiqing raised his eyes from the cowhide book, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "I am very clear about public and private."
"Shit. Help me cheat when I said seduction before."
"The music competition is not within the scope of the mission, so don't lose your temper, just say it, or it will be too late to jump into the canyon... Don't waste time asking me why I know, because I know it as soon as you come up."
Huang Mao muttered that this is nonsense.
"It only takes two hours by train to get from Gaul to Luxembourg, and now three hours have passed without even a shadow of a station. The same canyon and tunnel passed four times, twice before Leni told the story, that She noticed the problem from time to time, so Wu Lan asked us to pay attention to her story."
Ding Baiqing: "It's barely a point."
Huang Mao was not happy: "Why only one point?"
Ding Yiqing: "A full score of 3 points. You should have found something wrong when you stepped on the ghost train." After a pause, he said softly, "There is a team that got a full score from all members."
Huang Mao finally found that his words were not right: "The mission is Karen's disease, but this train does not belong to the scope of the mission, how can there be a scoring system? This train is called a ghost train? There is a team...?" He reacted, Tentatively asked: "Is this a competition venue?"
Ding Baiqing: "Well."
Huang Mao took a deep breath: "But we didn't plan to play."
Ding Yiqing: "The rule is to automatically activate when you enter the arena, but this is a well-known arena that gives points. You don't need to output force values, and you don't need to completely solve strange events. Whether you can encounter a ghost train depends on luck, so there is no clear question. Answer points are scored. It also depends on luck.”
Cen Jin was suddenly curious: "So are we lucky?"
Ding Yiqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Meeting the ghost train is equal to giving points to the game, which is lucky. But most people encounter the ghost train from 11 o'clock in the evening to 1 o'clock in the morning, and once they get on the train, they realize that something is wrong."
Therefore, for the point of 'whether you can detect the abnormality of the train', others can easily get full points, but they can only get one point.
Cen Jin pressed his chest with a guilty conscience. Could it be that he neutralized the luck of his teammates.
Ding Baiqing: "Besides the abnormality of canyons and tunnels, what else did you find?"
Looking at the plain, Cen Jin said with a slack eye: "The passengers are not quite right. At first glance, everyone is vivid and life is in a small car, but if you look closely, you will find that they have been doing something repeatedly.
For example, women who coax children will repeat the behavior of coaxing their children to sleep in about 40 minutes. Because the journey is long and boring, it is normal for children to wake up and sleep, and the cycle time is quite long, so it is impossible to detect abnormalities without a super memory.
In addition to the women coaxing the children, there are also the conductors who push the cart, the people waiting in line for the bathroom, those who sleep and read books... The same action will be repeated at the end of each 40-minute cycle, but the train is mixed with living people, and more than half of them are prepared. Young people participating in the music festival are noisy and lively, and they are very popular, which is more convenient for train disguise. "
While talking, he glanced at Ding Baiqing as he made records. Nowadays, many investigators and leading teachers like to use modern equipment to record. The voice recorder is a common equipment. Few people still retain the paper document recording method of the last century.
However, Ding Baiqing, who wears rimless single-sided glasses to make paper records, does look like someone who came out of the last century.
Cen Jin quietly stepped on his toes and glanced at the cowhide book in Ding Baiqing's hand with a corner of his eye. He saw a beautiful handwriting in both Traditional and Simplified Chinese. He was fascinated by it when he heard Ding Baiqing ask, "Have you seen enough?"
Huang Mao immediately turned around and asked, "How many points does this give?"
"Two points. Since others encountered ghost trains at night, there is basically no confusion between living people, and you..." Ding Baiqing was silent for a while, with a cold smile in his voice: "It's unfortunate, I give one more sympathy point."
Huang Mao's movement of shaking his arms froze, and his mood was depressed: "Have you ever come across a ghost train before coming here on a mission?"
"Yes." Ding Yiqing answered him.
Huang Mao quietly leaned over and expressed curiosity: "Have you all got full marks?"
"There is a teammate in the team who is just as unlucky as you. He was implicated by him, and he lost all the points. In the end, he only got half of the full score, which is a pass."
Huang Mao sighed and felt a sense of sympathy for each other, and immediately realized that something was wrong: "I lost all the points, how can I still get half of the points?"
"He jumped into the canyon and beat the ghost train, and the conductor cried and gave him half the points."
This operation is somewhat familiar. Huang Mao thought about it with a serious expression, and suddenly stopped, isn't this what he intends to do
However, he was luckier than Ding Baiqing's ill-fated teammate. He didn't lose his basic points, and he could pass the game if he put it together.
"The last time you encountered the ghost train was during the day? Are there many living people?"
Ding Baiqing responded.
Huang Mao looked at him suspiciously: "The unfortunate teammate you are talking about is not you, right? You see that everyone else is in trouble at night. Only you have been in the train twice and twice in the daytime when you encountered the ghost train."
He was just about to have the words 'you implicated us' engraved on his face.
"He's the same as you." Ding Baiqing's voice was faint: "Occasionally, like a salted fish, I try to turn over and resist, lose my true self, and fail to have a consistent understanding of my luck."
A taunt that feels that the damage is very powerful. Huang Mao thought silently.
"That," Huang Mao changed the subject: "You just said that there is a team with full marks, who is it?"
"The best team in the main school, and a Vatican team specially came here to score points. They are one point away from the full score. They are now ranked in the top three in the world in total points."
Huang Mao didn't ask them the ranking of this team, but Ding Baiqing kindly told him: "Your team ranks behind the top 20, mainly because of your personal points."
Huang Mao digs between his fingers unconsciously, and suddenly wonders: "Wait - Leni and their black box?"
"You're not the first."
Huang Mao began to suffocate. It turns out that Leni's family finds someone to help transport the black box is also a cycle? Is this called diversification? He's just one of the stocks selected by a family of four, or the one with a sluggish rally, right
Ding Baiqing coughed, put the back of his hand to his lips, his shoulders trembled with laughter, and said barely comfortably, "Everyone else refused, only you got the black box."
Huang Mao: "I'm the only one who throws himself into the net?"
Ding Yiqing hugged Huang Mao's shoulder and whispered, "They didn't receive the 'Karen's disease' task. It's normal to be cautious and refuse. You also refused at the beginning, didn't you?"
Huang Mao: "I have a heartbeat."
Ding Baiqing: "Other people are not interested because they have money."
Yellow-haired lips moved, so depressed that even his eyebrows lost vitality.
Ding Baiqing stared at him carefully, then suddenly turned his head, coughed twice, held back his laughter very hard, and squeezed Huang Mao's shoulder: "By the way, the father of the family of four is a historian, why didn't you hire him? Entering the Kunlun Mountains and Seas?"
Kunlun lacks the talent to compile history books. Cen Jin was quite moved when he heard that Ea claimed to be a historian, but he did not plan to recruit a family of four from beginning to end.
"Because they believe in Judaism, I don't want Shanhai Kunlun to become a church for cultivating believers of God."
Leni's family of four are obviously overly fanatical religiousists, and they can't fully believe the information they reveal. When they mention the Lamb and the Savior, their expressions are abnormally excited.
The more important point is that they were desperate for the 'grandmother' back then (now no one can be sure if this grandmother was possessed by a real monster as Leni said), and they can choose Cen Jin as the victim. Surrounded and killed him without hesitation, and said 'we don't stick to sin' without changing his face.
That line is even creepier than Leni's story.
The twisted and fanatical religiousists borrowed the righteousness, exercised judicial power at will, interprets the Bible arbitrarily, and completed a killing, taking it for granted that they 'have no sin, this is a righteous act'.
This is the scariest place.
"Other than that, they shouldn't lie."
It's just that their brains and cognition are abnormal, so the information revealed is very different from the truth.
For example, the grandmother who controlled and beat them might just have a simple temper. The Leni family couldn't stand the crime of manslaughter and death, so their brains weaved monsters to possess their parents, and they killed not the grandmother, but the monster.
This is not sin, but a righteous act of redemption.
For some reason, Cen Jin felt that this speculation might be the truth.
Ding Yiqing: "Reminder, the train undead is only limited by the cycle, and the memory is not cleared."
In other words, the Train Necromancer has a memory of thirty years after his death.
The author has something to say: Black Goat: A symbol of the devil incarnate. Other meanings are: black sheep, prodigal son. Not a good word.
Comment on red envelopes, refills.
There's a second update, huh.