The Grim Reaper Can’t Be Tricked

Chapter 148: Red dancing shoes (6)

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Cen Jin: "Why did you just say it now?"

"This is one of the scoring points, and I shouldn't say it." Ding Baiqing: "If you find that you have strayed into the ghost train, you should quickly inquire about relevant information to protect ordinary people who also strayed into the train. There were few living people who strayed into the train. There are several living people in the carriages, and I think you are busy when you are busy."

Cen Jin's brain is running fast, and the memory of the undead has not been cleared with the cycle, which means that they are smarter and more vicious. After all, no one can repeat the pain of 30 years and still achieve love&peace.

But the situation is not so bad, because the undead are still bound by the cycle, they can't do the behavior of breaking out of the cycle, so the ordinary living people are still safe.

He recalled the activities in each car, distinguishing which passengers were strayed into the train and which were undead, the seats, the toilet line, and the conductors pushing the carts back and forth...

Suddenly, a spirit suddenly raised its head. Although the undead could not escape the original action, it could use language and body to mislead unwitting living people, lure them to dangerous areas, and cooperate with each other to trap and kill ordinary people.

Leni, the family of four, can't get rid of the cycle. The first is Leni's trajectory. She mixed into the student group, attracted the attention of ordinary people through stories, and then went to the bathroom for 40 minutes.

Until ordinary people who are worried about her go to look for her, they will be led to the last car and ambushed by the parents and brothers who have long been ambushed in it.

With that said, Leni and her family tried to choose 'Lamb' as 'Garlen' to replace the dancing plague on them, and they were probably halfway through the Slaughter House bloodbath train that crashed into the canyon and crashed into the car. ruined, so their burnt offering was less than halfway through.

"The first time should have succeeded in killing someone to replace Leni's plague, since everyone else's cycle time is 40 minutes and it takes her the same amount of time to go to the bathroom, which means her cycle time is double that of others, or She actually breaks out of the time loop.

Her father Ea is also very strange, such a long explanation is unlikely to happen before death, it's a bit like going out of the loop, it's impossible that he was still talking about 'witches', 'Karen's disease' and 'burnt offerings' to his victims while he was alive …

In this way, the entrustment of the family of four to return the materials to the Vatican itself is very unreasonable, not like repeating what they did during their lifetime. "

Cen Jin muttered to himself.

He hurriedly jumped off the roof of the car and was about to meet Wang Lingxian and the others, but he saw that there was a line in the bathroom behind him, and a man ran over in a hurry, bending over and laughing while smoothly cutting the line.

The others, like they didn't see it, complained that they had waited too long, and carefully looked at the expressions on their faces. The mechanical indifference seemed to be reciting lines, but their eyes were invariably staring at the queue jumper.

At this moment, the door opened and someone was washing their hands inside. The tap was clattering, and the basin was quickly filled with water. The man who cut the line was shaking his legs, urging him to hurry up, but he didn't notice the conductor pushing the car approaching.

The other undead let the way out according to the memory of their lifetime. The people inside came out. The man who cut the line hurriedly moved. The front foot just stepped on the threshold.

The man who cut the line staggered forward, knocked his head heavily into the wash basin and fainted, his head fell into the wash basin, his body was motionless, and there were undead onlookers indifferently beside him.

The undead in front of the line entered the bathroom and closed the door, but was blocked by the man who cut the line. The undead grabbed the door and closed it with all his strength. She could already foresee the blood splashing all over the place at the moment of closing the door, and the undead watching also Excited with anticipation-

boom!

One hand suddenly pressed the door of the bathroom, and the blue veins on the back of the hand protruded, winding from the phalanx to the carpal bone. The person who came in stretched out his left hand, slightly bent his fingers, and turned his wrist, and a force lifted the unconscious man and put him back in the aisle. Empty seat, only the necromancer noticed the movement here.

The undead in the bathroom stared coldly at the suddenly killed Huangmao, and his arms were shaking so hard that he couldn't close the door. On the other hand, Huangmao had an effortless expression on his face.

"Be kind, everyone, I will try to convince the Vatican to send a priest to save you, so give me face and let the ordinary people who don't know about it on the train now, okay?"

After Cen Jin finished speaking in a pleasant manner, he suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped sharply, and the surrounding cold had eroded. It was obvious that all the undead were dissatisfied with his intervention and their distrust of the Holy See.

That's right, if the Holy See of the Vatican had the intention and would have overtaken them long ago, how could they have been allowed to be trapped in this train for 30 years in a painful cycle, their memories could not be cleared, and they were regarded as a field for credits by students

Cen Jin sighed, raised his suitcase and said, "This is an important piece of information lost by the Holy See of the Vatican. They are willing to spend 100,000 euros to buy it. I can exchange it with them for the conditions of the ghost train."

A layer of light frost had formed on the ground, and the situation was deadlocked. The undead refused to believe in the Holy See and the students. They were stubborn and determined to kill to vent their anger.

Cen Jin couldn't do anything about it, a pale pink fog appeared around his pupils, and then the whole train car made a sound similar to squishing a tin can. There was a sudden loud noise, but there was a conspicuous collapse on the roof of the car, and the car at the toilet was squeezed inward. There was a clear dent, and the sound of creaking and crumbling could be heard incessantly.

"If there is no way to solve it peacefully, the train will be squished and squished like a can... I mean the train under the canyon, the soul of a family of four of you leaks your soul, body and train fusion. As one, the damage to the train should be equal to you."

Train undead: "..." Metamorphosis!

The girl in the bathroom slowly let go of her hand, the hoarfrost in the carriage disappeared, the temperature returned to normal, and the tense atmosphere receded like a tide. Cen Jin retracted his hand with satisfaction when he saw their cooperation, and he also thoughtfully helped the girl close the door of the bathroom.

"Pull slowly."

Girl: Neuropathy.

Cen Jin crossed the carriage, the undead let the way, and followed him from various angles while repeating the behavior in his lifetime.

Until the train whizzed into the tunnel, the darkness swallowed the light little by little, and the yellow-haired figure stood at the door, without looking back, making a solemn promise to the gods.

"I will take you as a responsibility. If the Vatican Holy See violates its faith and can't save you, I will take over and save you, no matter what method is used."

Like a stone falling into the calm water, the inconspicuous ripples swayed round and round at first. The water surface was not very turbulent, but a stone startled the lake full of fish. Strings of water, this oath soon spread throughout the train compartment.

The movement of all the soul bodies in the carriage suddenly stagnates, and they all look up in a certain direction. The train plunges into the bottomless darkness. The light is swallowed up bit by bit, but it is rare for all the dead spirits to get rid of the hopeless cycle. a few seconds.

The few seconds of gleaming hope made all the undead in this train remember a human being, a yellow hair that seemed familiar.

The yellow-haired man suddenly turned his head in a certain carriage and said with a smile, "I'm very trustworthy."

So the painful and hopeless memories that lasted for thirty years circulated like a revolving lantern. Suddenly, the black-and-white film tape flashed several freeze-frame images. The youth who jumped into the canyon from the speeding train carriage looked like a vigorous bird passing through the canyon, precise and accurate. The ground jumped on a protruding stone, and then a huge grave on the ground shook, cracking a crack, revealing the wreckage of the machine and the flesh and blood inside.

Then came the earth-shattering knife, and the canyon split open, leaving a deep knife scar on the Rhine.

All of a sudden, all the spirits returned to their senses, the train exited the tunnel, and dazzling light was projected into the carriage. Their gazes were upward, and through the train carriage, they saw a yellow-haired youth on the roof suddenly jumped and jumped down the steep and towering canyon. .

The river at the bottom of the valley is soupy, and high in the sky, a white bird made a loud cry, its wings swept over the white clouds and went straight down, brushing past the yellow hair.

In an instant, it seemed to overlap with the figure twenty years ago.

At the end of the carriage, Leni suddenly raised her head with a thoughtful expression on her face. She raised her hand and grabbed the iron chair and squeezed it flat. She said in a hoarse voice, "No. 3. Our Saviour No. 3, why does it seem familiar?"

Ea's tall, fat body stood behind her, shrugged his shoulders and said, "The Savior should be born to be different from ordinary people."

Leni: "Let's make no mistake, that's our chosen savior."

The author has something to say: The number of words in the second update is small, and the daily update of 6,000 will add 2,000 to the daily update. I hope to finish writing the tat