The firelight illuminated the old man's calm face.
His breathing was even and he was obviously just asleep.
It is very common to see such an old man on an ordinary train.
The strange thing is that they are now in a train that has been dusty for an unknown number of years.
That kind of fear is not only due to the sudden presence of the old man...
When she first saw him, Yueguang felt a deep sense of disobedience in her heart.
It wasn't until he got over the initial surprise and was able to calm down and observe that the pianist realized the source of this sense of dissonance...
The old man's dressing style is obviously outdated.
Especially the black ribbon tie on the shirt - maybe people fifty years ago would dress like this...
A passenger from fifty years ago?
If he was really a passenger on this train, he would have turned into bones long ago.
But still dozing in the dark.
The three of them exchanged looks. Moonlight's advice is not to wake up this strange passenger - after all, there is a risk of losing control.
However, after careful consideration, Sean decided to try to wake up the old man...
"To solve the mystery about this strange train, we may need more information." Sean, the captain, said.
After taking sufficient precautions, Sean gently patted the old man on the shoulder.
The latter's eyes rolled under his eyelids and he just turned his head in another direction.
"Sir?" Sean held his shoulder and shook it.
Only then did the dozing man wake up.
He rubbed his groggy eyes and found that the firelight illuminated three masks, and he was a little surprised for a moment.
Sean's calm voice sounded: "Sir, please don't be nervous, we are here to help."
"Questors." The old man nodded quickly, "I have met questers - you are experts in solving evil."
No unusual behavior. Sean nodded with relief.
"What's wrong, what happened to this train?" The old man frowned in confusion.
He found that the surroundings were dark, and the train seemed to be stopped in a tunnel.
"Something did happen." Sean kept a kind tone, "I would like to ask you, where is the destination of your trip?"
The old man blinked and seemed to be remembering. After a moment, he said: "Huishan Town, I want to go to Huishan Town."
Sean and Yueguang looked at each other, and both saw some bitterness in each other's eyes——
As early as ten years ago, Gray Mountain Town was wiped off the map due to an Ace-level evil incident.
As expected, this old man came from the past just like the carriage he was riding in.
"Then sir, this next question is a bit strange, but I still hope you can tell me."
After the recollection just now, the old man's mind seemed to be clearer. He nodded: "You can ask."
"What's the year this year?"
The old man seemed to notice something was wrong. He placed his hand nervously on the seat next to him: "It was 1860, wasn't it?...
"Gentlemen, you're kind of scaring me."
After he finished speaking, he felt something strange about the touch of his fingers.
He lifted it up and looked at it by the firelight. What he touched with his fingertips was a thick layer of dust.
"What's going on?" The old man's voice was a little panicked, "This year is not 1860?
"How long have I slept?
"No, my daughter is still waiting for me at home!" He suddenly wanted to stand up. Sean held his shoulders.
Without the old man realizing it, Sean injected some spiritual power into his ectoplasm that could neutralize intense emotions.
The old man's heartbeat and mood finally calmed down: "Gentlemen, what is going on? Can you tell me?"
Sean pondered for a moment.
He decided to tell the old man the truth and see if he could get some useful information.
"It's certainly not 1860 anymore."
After hearing this sentence, the old man's eyebrows were filled with bitterness.
"I'm afraid you've been asleep for quite some time...
"In order to solve the trouble we encountered," Sean looked directly at the old man with encouraging eyes, "we need you to recall what happened before you went to bed."
The old man's dry mouth made a futile attempt to swallow saliva.
He started blinking, remembering everything before he fell asleep.
The next scene made Yue Guang realize that something was wrong.
As soon as the old man started to touch his memories, the expression on his face seemed as if he had seen a ghost——
His eyes were wide open, his jaw dropped, and his face was ashen.
His lips moved wildly, and his throat made meaningless noises.
"Xiao, out of control!" Yueguang reminded quickly.
Sean waved his hand towards his teammates. After the old man fell into a state of delirium, he still asked in a calm voice: "What's wrong? What did you remember?"
The old man's livid face turned pale, and he turned to Sean helplessly——
The face changed so quickly that it turned into a lifeless face in the blink of an eye.
The dead man said as if exhaling his last breath:
"I……
"I-I'm dead!"
Then, a few blood flowers bloomed on the old man's old shirt.
As if trying to catch up on lost time, the blood flowers quickly oxidized and dried up, turning into a dull black.
The old man's body quickly withered away, and time took back the original luster and elasticity of his skin——
From a living person to a mummy, it only took five seconds.
Before the shock in front of him could be fully digested, something even more frightening suddenly happened.
Suddenly, the train started moving.
A creepy shouting sound sounded outside the car window.
In the dry carriage illuminated by the scorching sun, people were screaming and running away.
Sean and the other three were surprised to see a Quebec man with reddish-brown skin and oil paint on his face rushing into the moving train and pulling the trigger indiscriminately on the passengers on the train.
Outside the car window, a Quebec man covered in oil and sweat, with red and black skin shining brightly in the sun, was riding a fierce horse with a weird smile on his face. He raised his pistol and shot Sean in the face.
The bullet shattered the glass and embedded itself in the air in front of Sean.
"Go, get out of here." Sean gave the order, and the three of them ran forward among the chaotic crowd, passing through the trains of carriages that were in chaos due to the attacks of the Québécois, until they rushed through the rear of the last carriage. It was like stepping into the night in an instant, and once again returned to the dark corridor with countless carriages connected together...
"Just now..." Moonlight panted and pointed at the darkened behind, "What happened?"
Sean's eyes were calm, and he touched the air in front of him with his palm - due to the increase in soul volume, he could now directly display the newspapers stored in the "Archives" through spiritual power.
It was an old newspaper from decades ago. The headline on the front page of the newspaper was written in huge fonts:
"Eruption! Queues massacre passengers!"
A copy of the Rongguang City Post from July 1860.
"What we just experienced," Sean clicked on the front page headline in the air, "is the incident described in the news."
In order to rob the supplies carried on the train, the roaring Kuai tribesmen rode on powerful horses, climbed onto the train, and killed hundreds of innocent people.
Later, in order to retaliate, the local security militia convened a team of 200 people and carried out a retaliatory massacre against the Quebec people who committed the crime...
An out-and-out tragedy.
"That is to say..." Yueguang Lake's blue eyes moved left and right, "The trains where tragedies occurred will also be 'collected' here?"
Sean frowned and didn't answer.
After a long silence, Shimmer Sea stood up.
The morning star on the mask became extraordinarily bright, as if staring deeply into the darkness ahead: "I feel...
"We're almost at the end of this 'train'."
He turned to Moonlight and Olivia beside him and said softly: "I have a guess now.
"As long as we can reach the deepest part of this spiritual world.
"I can verify this conjecture."
