Cen Jin returned to the speeding train, and before entering the train, he subconsciously looked back at Ding Baiqing in the depths of the canyon.
Ding Baiqing turned his back to the direction of the train and looked at the Rhine River, as if he was remembering his deceased.
Taking back his sight and thoughts, Cen Jin turned into the carriage, and just happened to hear the group of young men and women in the back seat of the carriage stop playing poker, and he was suspicious: "Did we pass that canyon half an hour ago?"
The questioner was a girl, and her curly-haired boyfriend replied: "The terrain of the canyon is similar, you may be confused."
Girl: "Does the river flow the same?"
When this statement came out, everyone was stunned.
Another young man with glasses stared straight at the canyon outside the car window and said: "I just wanted to say, will the train from Gaul to Luxembourg pass the Rhine River? Even if it passes the Rhine River, it will pass through the Rhine continuously. Have you been to the river four times? I remember the drive was a total of two hours, I left on time at eight in the morning, and I am still on the road at twelve noon, don’t you think it is strange?”
The rest of the people took out their mobile phones to check the time and itinerary, and quickly found the problem.
Once the clues are discovered, all the abnormalities that were ignored in the process will be enlarged, absorbed into the brain through the eyes, ears and other channels, analyze the current situation and give corresponding countermeasures.
"Are the two families of four in the front seat sleeping all the time?"
"I have recorded their activity time, 15 minutes of activity, including coaxing the children to sleep and eating, etc., and the remaining 20 minutes to sleep, during which a woman will go to the bathroom to line up, and then kick the door and scold the people in the bathroom for overtime, causing A little mess.
After forty minutes, they would repeat the same activity again. Because the sleep time is too long, you will have the illusion that they are sleeping all the time. "
"Speaking of the bathroom, Leni has been gone for a long time and hasn't come back?"
"Will there be an accident?"
"I don't know, I remembered the 'death train' story she said, and checked it on my mobile phone on a whim, and found that a similar accident happened about 30 years ago. Do you think we happened to encounter that train, and then mistakenly Entering a certain cycle, other than us, maybe not human?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt that the temperature plummeted to minus degrees Celsius, and the biting cold penetrated into their pores, causing them to shiver in the scorching sun of late summer.
Suddenly someone broke the silence and laughed while trembling: "According to you, Leni may also be a ghost wandering in the train, pretending to be a passenger and infiltrating the crowd to intimidate us with the story of the 'Death Train' hahaha..."
The classmates stared at him with pale faces, until he couldn't smile, and asked dryly, "No, it's not true."
"I've always wondered, who brought Leni into our team?"
As soon as the question came out, the eight young men and women pointed to each other and said, "It's her", "What? It's not me, I always thought it was him.", "It's not me, I don't know Leni at all."
After some confrontation, the eight people were silent, and they had no intention of having fun.
With a bang, the door of the carriage closed, and the eight youths let out a shrill howl and shrank into a ball, attracting the attention of everyone in the train. They only swept across the eight people, and then firmly fixed on the yellow hair in the middle of the aisle.
The eight young people did not notice the strange gaze of the non-human beings in the car paying attention to Huang Mao, and when they fixed their eyes on Huang Mao, their fear dropped sharply: "Fuck, it's you."
They recognized Huang Mao who was watching while playing poker. They breathed a sigh of relief and stopped howling. As a result, the little curly hair in the crowd said quietly, "Are you sure he is human?"
Immediately, his nerves were tense, and he hugged again, watching Huang Mao and Wang Lingxian, Wu Lan, and Totem who came in from the other entrance of the carriage, thinking that this group of people had been away from the carriage for a long time. survive so long.
The result of this guess is that Huang Mao and others = non-human beings, and the eight people are deeply suffocated.
Huang Mao took two steps, turned to face the eight people, and slowly showed a standard smile with eight white teeth: "Hello."
"… "
"Damn it!!"
The eight people's high-decibel screams were like a switch, which instantly broke the original peace of the train, and the cycle was suspended in an instant, like the broken mirror revealing the mottled horror underneath.
The two families of four in the same carriage showed their tragic state before their death. The carriage was quickly covered with rust, and the iron blocks made a creaking sound when twisted. The door slammed open in an instant, and at the end of the aisle, the roar of an unknown beast came roaring, overturning the luggage, tables and chairs, like a gust of wind passing through the border, leaving the ground in a mess.
When the mutation suddenly occurred, Cen Jin reacted quickly, controlled the young people who fled in a panic, and enveloped them in a gravitational film to resist the sudden attack. After finally regaining their calm, the eight people were already dumbfounded.
Huang Mao squatted on the back of the chair with his toes on his toes, his index finger pinched his cheek and said, "We are human, don't scream, you scared it."
"…" Who frightened? This consolation sounds even scarier.
The little curly hair with better psychological endurance asked tremblingly, "Who is it to scare?"
Huang Mao tapped the back of the chair under his feet and said, "It is."
Who the fuck? So scary is too much.
The young people almost had tears on their faces, looking at Huang Mao resentfully.
Huang Mao thought about it and said, "I'm afraid you will be scared if you say it."
Half-talking is as terrifying as eating an apple and eating half a worm. Was this loss of hair intentional
Waving his hand, Huang Mao said, "Anyway, don't be surprised. The movement is so loud that it will be difficult for me to calm them down." After he finished speaking, he looked back at the group of terrifying undead, trying to negotiate. found that they did not understand each other's language.
He sighed: "It's so troublesome."
Wang Lingxian stepped on the back of an overturned iron chair and said, "This group of undead is different from the group of undead in the ghost hotel. It seems that they are trapped in a certain space, repeating certain things, and unable to communicate."
Wu Lan: "But they have autonomous consciousness."
Totem: "They are a whole."
His words were inexplicable. Wang Lingxian and Wu Lan couldn't understand what they meant, but Huang Mao could understand them. He jumped off the bench and said, "I'll go and rescue the soldiers."
After speaking, he pushed open the door of the carriage, and came out after a while, followed by Li Manyun, who was supporting the big red three.
Wu Lan thought thoughtfully: "This child is familiar."
Wang Lingxian: "The little girl who appeared with the strange group of the Gangcheng Military Region, the red umbrella in her hand is very eye-catching."
Totem looked at Li Manyun, and then looked away, knowing that Huang Mao still had secrets, but it didn't matter, Li Manyun's appearance at least let them know that the weird people of Kusinara didn't disappear.
Wang Lingxian whispered, "I thought the strange becoming a Buddha would be wiped out."
"Interesting, I want to study." Wu Lan's calm tone contained a hint of imperceptible interest, and she suddenly became deeply interested in the issue of whether ghosts and strange lifeforms could coexist harmoniously.
They quietly watched the yellow-haired belt Li Manyun walk towards the group of undead, the latter's small skirt fluttering and agile, and the big red umbrella in his hand complemented each other, becoming the only bright and bright color in the gradually dilapidated train.
At the end of the short communication, Li Manyun stepped on the small leather shoes and ran back, and whispered a few words in Huang Mao's ear, which made Huang Mao frown, and nodded from time to time to show that Li Manyun did a good job.
At the end, Cen Jin asked, "I didn't know you could speak English."
Li Manyun waved his small hand: "Small meaning, many uncles and aunts will say that they use a bilingual or trilingual environment when they talk to me."
Cen Jin was thoughtful, thinking that in the future, he could find the talents in Kunlun to practice speaking.
He can hear well, but can't speak well.
Wang Lingxian: "Huang, let me introduce you."
Only then did Li Manyun discover Wang Lingxian and others, and quickly hid behind Cen Jin. Unexpectedly, Huang Mao introduced her to each other. He positioned Wang Lingxian and others as classmates, friends and teammates, while Li Manyun positioned him as an adopted daughter.
Li Manyun's face tensed, his eyebrows furrowed fiercely: "Isn't it my brother? How come the seniority has gone up again?"
"I'll call your daughter, you'll call my brother, let's talk about each other."
Li Manyun reluctantly said, "Okay." She didn't care much about seniority. If Kuantong was present, she would make trouble because Kuantong always wanted to be Cen Jin's grandmother.
Wang Lingxian searched all over his trouser pocket and finally found a black gold card and gave it to Li Manyun: "Small gift."
Cen Jin's eyes were glued to the black gold card and he couldn't shovel it, so he swallowed and asked, "It's too precious, is it an infinite card?"
Wang Lingxian shook his head in denial: "It will probably stop when you hit a million, so it's a small gift."
Seeing this, Totem and Wu Lan laughed and said that their meeting gift was out of the question. Although they said that, everyone still gave a very valuable meeting gift. Li Manyun carefully stored the gifts in the small schoolbag on the waist. , thank you neatly and neatly, a little red mole between her eyebrows makes her look extra smart.
After the first meeting was over, Wang Lingxian asked, "What did you guys talk about just now?"
Li Manyun looked at Cen Jin and answered only with his approval: "Talk to them and appease them, because the screams and panic of humans just scared it. It is very timid and unstable. If it is influenced by malicious intent, it will become full of anger. Malicious, it is also easy to fuss when influenced by fear, resulting in a stress response."
Listening to the description, how does it feel like a cat that is easily stressed
"Is it them or it?" Wu Lan asked carefully.
"It is they and it, and it is one with them."
Wu Lan and the three were puzzled, and Cen Jin explained the strangeness of the train to them: "... It is similar to the concept of a cyborg, a combination of humans and intelligent machines. However, trains are not intelligent machines, nor are undead. Either human beings, or machines and human body structures and undead have merged together to form a new strange species, which has not been discovered before, nor has there been similar records of this strange species in institutional archives."
"Is it a semi-mechanical life form?" Wang Lingxian clasped his arms and said, "I have seen experiments on semi-mechanized humans. In a destroyed underground laboratory in Europe, they tried to create new humans by controlling science and machinery. Cyborg humans become demigods on par with gods."
Totem said that he had seen it before, and the experimental project was banned before it was completed. I didn't expect that the finished product of the semi-mechanized human being was not seen, but a non-human semi-mechanized life form encountered it by chance.
Wang Lingxian: "Why can you communicate with the undead?"
Li Manyun grabbed the strap of his schoolbag, shook the big red umbrella twice, glanced at Cen Jin and said, "I don't know, but I know that I can communicate with them. It seems that our nature is similar."
Wu Lan: "You are the same species?"
"Maybe we were created from the same origin. They are ghosts, I am a demon, maybe a long time ago, demons and ghosts were the same species." Li Manyun wrinkled his nose when he said this, and dragged Cen Jin's sleeve to his ear and said : "You speak, they understand."
Cen Jin spread his hands: "But I can't understand what they are saying, and the communication is still invalid."
Li Manyun wrinkled her nose and was quite confused. She remembered that they said that it had a familiar intimacy with Huangmao, and as long as Huangmao was willing, he could communicate with them through the use of words and spirits. >
/> But they specifically told not to say, because it is very shy.
Oh, being shy about a yellow-haired mourner.
Li Manyun stared at Cen Jin's face with piercing eyes. From his slightly pale eyebrows to his single eyelid eyes, from his nose to his slightly pale lips, they combined into a pretty and clean face.
Just looking at his face, he is full of youth. Looking at the whole, it looks like a dead house who stays up late to play games.
I can't figure out how such a mourning face can attract a strange person who can accommodate hundreds of thoughts. Is it because she is not paying attention to attracting bees and butterflies outside
Li Manyun sighed and said sadly: "Huang Mao, you are not completely single now, so try to restrain yourself and don't mess with flowers outside."
Cen Jin: "...?" He patted Li Manyun's head and said, "Don't watch the 8 o'clock file in the middle of the night with Tong Lingtou, only you are left in your mind. I think you don't have enough homework, and you see everything. Can think wildly."
Li Manyun snorted, pulled his face and said, "When you need it, you can use a padded jacket, and when you're done, you can do homework. Man, your name is fickle."
Cen Jin was so embarrassed that his skin got goosebumps, and his face was speechless.
On the other hand, Wu Lan felt that she was a talent, and invited her to join the Ghost Gu clan. If you have time, you can go to her clan to play with bugs. Li Manyun politely said that she did not like bugs, but complained that Tongtong liked them, and introduced them to another day.
Wu Lan laughed, and after the greetings, he returned to the real story: "According to your description, the train undead have no heart to persecute us, so why did they lure us into the train and trap us in it?"
Li Manyun explained patiently: "Because of malice, when they are scared, they can't tell the source of malice, and they will only kill all creatures that are different from them. They trap you in the train, trying to find a way out of the loop. kill you."
Wu Lan: "Where does the malice come from?"
Wang Lingxian: "Maybe it was the slaughter house of the murderer of the massacre."
Li Manyun: "I don't know that."
Cen Jin: "It's not a slaughter house, they've been solved, I know where the malice comes from."
Li Manyun: "But now they have woken up from the malicious intimidation. They seem to feel that someone is supporting them, so they are not afraid, and the stress response has disappeared. The roar just now was because they screamed, and the emotion of fear infected it, but it did not open wide. Kill it."
When it came to someone supporting him, Li Manyun glanced at Cen Jin, the man who was provocative.
Cen Jin scratched his nose and looked away uncomfortably, thinking that it couldn't be him, how could he be used as a support for his promise? Too sloppy and too easy to trust others.
"Hey, what are you talking about?" the eight young men and women asked in fear.
Wu Lan smiled and explained a few perfunctory words, but the guarantee would protect them to attend the music festival on time.
The little curly hair murmured: "If you can survive, who cares about being on time or not."
Cen Jin patted Li Manyun on the shoulder and sent her back. Li Manyun took out the black gold card and asked him if he wanted it, but Cen Jin refused.
Li Manyun was a little anxious: "Aren't you short of money?"
Cen Jin: "Don't ask for a gift from others. You might be able to come out and live in human society in the future. You must have a dream as a human being, a trickster or a demon, and maybe you can go to university. This money should be used as an academic fund. Okay. Come on, go back, remember to tell the complaining child some rumors, let her dress up better, and bring her out to recognize people next time."
Li Manyun: "What do you mean?"
Cen Jin sighed: "It's not for your future."
Li Manyun is confused again, the poor and stingy yellow hair, how can he be so seductive!
Cen Jin sent Li Manyun away, and came back to discuss with Wang Lingxian and the others. At this time, Yu Wen and Huang Jiang also came back and told each other all the information and guesses they had investigated. Finally, Huang Jiang, who was a little expert in the investigation and record, made a summary of the statement.
"The train necromancer is a bit like the earthbound spirit, but the earthbound spirit will keep repeating the scene from life to death, but we have never seen anyone die. Second, the so-called cycle is actually flawed, such as the woman queuing in the bathroom kicking the door, sometimes People come out, sometimes there is no one inside, there is no pattern, just like opening a blind box, plus the Leni family of four that Huang Mao just mentioned, I guess the Leni family of four is not in the loop, so The bathroom she was in became a looping bug."
To be precise, the Leni family of four are all bugs in the train cycle, and the last car they are in is the biggest bug.
"There is also malice. In addition to the various negative emotions and violent reactions of humans who have discovered the truth by mistake, they affect the trains and make them enter a state of attack. In addition, the trains have original malice, which used to be the home of slaughter. It should be the Leni family of four now."
Huang Jiang recorded the points one by one in his mobile phone for analysis: "By the way, have you recorded the strange runes of the train?"
Cen Jin: "No. Those runes are eaten up by nerve blood vessels and can't be recognized, and they can't be photographed."
"Unfortunately, if you have runes, you can find a comparison in the database. There are many rune formations on the European side. Different from the Asian rune formations, they basically tend to summon all kinds of strange things, such as angels and devils. Or monsters in urban legends.
Although Hebrew mythology is monotheistic, the species recorded in the Bible, such as apostles, devils, and demons, have a disaster level equivalent to that of primary gods, and the mental pollution index they carry is not much lower, so the ghost hotel haunted by doomsday knights A large number of undead emerged, and there were seven redundant rabbit-headed people.
By analogy, the runes in the death train should be summoning magic, and the massacre in the Slaughterhouse should also be for some religious purpose, they want to summon something.
This thing should have appeared before. The spiritual pollution it carries is the main reason for the birth of the new and strange species 'Death Train'. I heard Huang Mao said that the Slaughter House once helped the four members of the Leni family to complete their burnt offering, at least Explain that the religious purposes between the two do not conflict. "
Huang Jiang said with a sigh of relief: "Or a bolder guess, the religious belief of the Slaughter House may also be God."
"It is unlikely that their actions are judged as sinful in the Bible. People who strongly believe in Jehovah will not kill a train without the premise of justice." Wang Lingxian said.
Wu Lan: "But believing in gods other than Jehovah is the greatest crime, and believing in the devil is betrayal. You should be very afraid of Jehovah."
Yu Wen wondered: "Why must you be Hebrew mythology? It may also be a believer in Celtic mythology or a believer in Greek mythology."
Wu Lan: "Because we have determined that the belief of the Leni family is Hebrew mythology, and the Slaughter House also summons a certain monster, and there will never be two mythological systems in the same area, they will interact with each other. Devouring, coexistence is impossible."
Yu Wen: "Understood."
Cen Jin: "If the burnt offering was not accepted by the Lord, and He was not called to come, then of course the summoned monsters would not be afraid.
Whether monsters or slaughterhouses, the purpose of their betrayal of Jehovah is to trample on his beliefs and teachings. If they help Leni's family of four complete the burnt offering, and let Jehovah see with his own eyes that human beings are being slaughtered and his majesty being trampled on, they are not the betrayer. purpose? "
"Makes sense."
Everyone approves of the speculation, and Turmeric recorded it.
"It has been confirmed that the death train and the undead in the train will not harm ordinary humans, and their stress response has been relieved. The next thing we have to do is to leave the ghost train. As for helping to break the cycle and transcendence, it is temporarily impossible. It is very good to follow Huangmao's method of asking the Vatican for help.
In the end, it was the Leni family of four who found them, drove them away, and rooted out this malice before we left, so that no more innocent people would be killed. "Huang Jiang looked up and asked: "Do you have any objections?" "
There was no objection, so the basic plan was settled.
Gather the humans who have entered by mistake first, and then go to the last carriage as a bug. Originally, the toilet can also be used, but the space is too small, and there are undead lining up there, the crowd is easy to scare them.
When Cen Jin said that the death train had a serious stress reaction, all the humans who had entered by mistake were speechless. It was obviously a ferocious and terrifying Siberian tiger. As a result, he was afraid of humans like a kitten. It felt really cute.
I have to say that once the stress response was set, people whose legs were too soft to get up suddenly became less afraid.
A total of more than 30 humans were found in more than a dozen carriages on the train. In addition to the eight young men and women traveling, there were also the Black Goat Band they had met before, as well as two families of four. Finally, Cen Jin and other six people gathered.
The large troop passed through the long and narrow aisle in a mighty and quiet manner, walking silently under the quiet gazes of the conductors and all the undead.
Finally, I came to the penultimate carriage. There was no one in it, only the sundries were cleared away, so I quickly squeezed in.
Wang Lingxian and Totem first entered the last carriage to explore the way, and soon came out, communicated with Wu Lan and others, and then made gestures to Cen Jin before they knew that the Leni family had run away.
Cen Jin knew that Leni's family of four was full of mysteries. If they didn't pursue them now, there would be trouble later, but the timing was not right. It was the best solution to ensure that humans could safely leave the cycle and expel malicious intent.
Wang Lingxian and the others in the carriage had the same thoughts as Cen Jin, put aside their doubts about the Laini family for the time being, and arranged for someone to enter the carriage.
Cen Jin stood at the door of the penultimate carriage and looked at the carriage in front of him that was almost invisible. Suddenly a shadow fell, and when he looked up, it was Ding Baiqing who was elusive.
"It's time to say goodbye again." Ding Baiqing smiled, took out a golden pocket watch and opened the lid, and a melodious pure music was played.
Listening to the song carefully, but it was "Farewell", Cen Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Ding Baiqing in surprise, his eyes stayed on the music pocket watch for a while, and then said to the undead who were watching in the train: "My promise will never be invalid."
Time and space suddenly stagnated, and there seemed to be invisible ripples in the air that spread out, turbid and clear, and suddenly fell back, and saw the door of the deepest compartment slammed shut, followed by the second, third... until the last one When the compartment door was closed, Cen Jin suddenly had the illusion of space-time interlacing and space separation, as if something had left the moment the compartment door was closed.
"Have they accepted my promise?"
"obviously."
Cen Jin clenched the black box tightly and didn't say anything from the bottom of his heart. That was not his character. He stood there for a while, pragmatically thinking about how to persuade the Holy See next, and how he should liberate the train if the Holy See could not help.
He didn't have any thoughts of hurting Spring and Autumn. While thinking, he stepped across the penultimate carriage. When he entered the last carriage, he suddenly heard the familiar "Farewell" being played on the radio in the carriage.
There are words, English version.
Cen Jin was surprised: "Ding Baiqing, your handwriting is too big."
Ding Baiqing fell behind him, pushed him in, and closed the door while saying, "It's not me."
Who is that? The train is dead? That semi-mechanical lifeform? Or do you mean both? Why give such a big gift
Cen Jin's face was bewildered.
Ding Baiqing pinched Cen Jin's earlobe and said, "Let the wind stir up the grass."
Cen Jin: "..." As nervous as Li Manyun.