After a long while of sideways observation, I lay down on the chair and relaxed my vigilance: "This is a human world! What could be the problem?"
I didn't notice anything strange. In this world, except for the ghost that came with me, I didn't see any other ghosts.
No exception is the biggest exception.
I muttered in my heart. Based on the sun, I guessed that it would be more than half an hour later.
However, according to the guide provided by the Corpse Prince, the ghost train clearly only existed for three minutes.
After all, we have traveled to another time and space.
Or because this is a magical ghost.
So, how to solve this problem?
A ghost gave me the answer, a bearded ghost holding a machete. He swung the machete and slashed at a woman.
All eyes focused on him.
The chopped flower cloth woman did not move. She looked up, as if she had spotted the bearded ghost, and stared at him with wide eyes.
"Clang!"
A head with braids fell to the ground, but there was no change in the carriage.
The bearded ghost raised his machete: "I don't believe it. There are still things in this world that a machete can't solve!"
He just raised the knife. A gust of wind blew by.
It's dark.
In the darkness, I heard the sound of a knife slashing the wind.
When I opened my eyes, the air was heavier.
"Cang!" The bearded ghost's machete fell to the ground.
I was confused: "What happened just now!"
Yiyang frowned: "I seem to hear a sound, Bage Yalu? A young man?"
"This world is so psychedelic. Why are there all kinds of elements? What kind of world is it?"
I stood up suddenly, making a group of ghosts tremble in fear.
I walked towards the last row and saw Prince Corpse sitting on his seat pretending to be cool: "Prince, you won't take action?"
The Corpse Prince looked back at me and wiped off his sunglasses: "I think if you are noisy, just be noisy. Whoever's life will be smooth sailing!"
"Are you afraid?"
"I'm really afraid. We, the corpse tribe, dare to do anything. Who knows what happened just now!"
The corpse prince pulled my sleeve: "I didn't even see clearly, the yin energy was sprayed in my face!"
"Appear suddenly, disappear suddenly, as if they are not in this space, flash!"
"Who is not afraid of things that are difficult to grasp?"
A flash of inspiration flashed through my head: "We're not in the same space!"
"It's possible!"
It is possible that this is not one space at all, but many overlapping spaces, which is why it is weird and normal.
So who is leading this space?
I looked around and everyone I saw closed their eyes.
Even the ghosts stayed away.
Just now, that knife was too scary. It is the unclear things that are the most mysterious and scary!
Yiyang came from the front row and guided my shoulder: "Brother Zai, do you have anything to eat?"
I shook my head: "Are you hungry?"
"No, give me something to eat. I think I can give you a baby!"
I opened the ghost bag, and it still contained the information from the last time I went to the Menggui Mansion.
Yiyang prepared chrysanthemum shredded chicken for me, but unfortunately I can't eat spicy food. This thing has always been in my bag of thermal insulation tips.
Yiyang took the food and left.
I lay on the wall of the train. I felt that there must be something left behind on the wall.
After a while, the sun became lower.
Only then did I notice that there was always a clock on the wall.
Yiyang walked up to me and I asked him: "Did you notice what time it was on the wall when we came in?"
"Two o'clock!"
"Then it should be 4:58 now!"
The two of us stood in front of the clock: "What do you think will happen next minute?"
Yiyang stroked his beard and shook his head: "I don't know."
"Boom!"
The ghost train vibrates.
The devil on the side smiled.
"I can finally go out and never come back again!"
"I won't give you any treasure!"
The most terrifying thing is not death or the machete, but waiting for the machete and avoiding the machete coming from nowhere.
In front of the ghost train, it disappears little by little.
Yiyang turned around, and I followed his gaze and saw a withered old farmer standing up. His hands looked hard.
At first glance, he looked like an old man who had suffered a lot.
The old man smiled at him and held the chrysanthemum chicken I gave him in his hand.
I pulled the surprised Yiyang Laodao, picked up a hat from the seat, and jumped out of the window.
It was dark and gloomy.
There were wailing ghosts all around, and many of them came out late. When they escaped from the ghost train, only half of their bodies were left.
I looked down at the hat in my hand. The hat turned into shade and disappeared with the wind.
I finally understand what kind of world this is.
The world in Ghost Train is not time travel, it can be said to be traces of the past. There should have been a train passing through here in the past.
The ghost train is a ghost created by the obsession of the people on the train.
Many people, due to limitations in the intensity of their obsessions, will only leave themselves before death, because the stimulation of death allows them to remember that moment most clearly.
But, there are ten carriages in total. Is it like the Ghost Mansion, where each carriage has a ghost?
If it is the same as the Ghost Building, then why are these ghosts and what medium do they use to exist?
I could not understand.
Yiyang raised his hand: "Brother Zai, look at this!"
Only then did I see clearly that he had been holding a yellowed piece of cloth in his hand: "Why can you bring out the things inside?"
I quickly put away the strip of cloth in Yiyang's hand, for fear that other ghosts would find out.
I noticed that there were smart ghosts who wanted to take things out of the ghost train just like me, but they all failed!
Yiyang succeeded, is there something I don't know about it?
I used the moonlight to peek at the cloth in my hand: "What is this?"
Yiyang Wangyue pondered: "This is an address. There used to be a hill in the north of Dashang City. Later, a new area was developed."
"Because there was no one in the mountains and the demolition money was the least, the developers moved the mountains away!"
"I heard that some cultural relics were also found in the mountains at that time."
"Now, those artifacts are still in the museum!"
I was curious: "Yiyang, how do you know so clearly?"
"Basic skills, basic skills!" Yiyang said modestly, "This is what I chatted with the old man on the train!"
"He came from a poor family and had never lived a good life. He finally gave birth to a son and was beaten to death!"
"In order to support my little grandson, I came to the city to work. This is the address someone gave him in exchange for a bag of grain!"
"I gave my brother a chicken and he gave me his address!"
I was a little confused: "It's just a chicken, and he gave this to you?"
This thing must be very valuable if you can bring it out. Why would the old man hand it over so easily?
Yiyang shook his head: "We don't know, it was just a chicken. However, I was not willing to talk to me at first, but it took me a long time to agree to exchange it with me!"
I can't find the crux of the problem.
Holding the piece of cloth in my hand, I understood that the unraveling of the ghost train’s secret might have something to do with it!
