The conductor was so angry that he was speechless. At this time, the speed of the train slowly slowed down.
You can already see the dense crowds of souls waiting to board the train on the platform.
Because time was wasted during the previous stop, the conductor needs to immediately let in the dead souls outside to reduce delays at the following platforms.
Seeing that King Yama had no intention of driving these three people out of the carriage, the conductor could only temporarily suppress his anger. After wiping the blood on his face, he said to the middle-aged man and woman:
"We've arrived at the station, why don't you leave yet?
After parking for a while, the three of you will get out of the car immediately."
While speaking, the conductor had already taken off his blood-covered coat, and after wiping the blood off his face with his clothes, the train finally stopped.
He hurriedly opened the car door, turned back to the three people and said:
"Get off the car quickly
Stop dawdling, don't you want to treat the elderly?
This stop is Yongxiang Station. There is a large hospital and a crematorium. You can choose for yourself."
Before the conductor had finished speaking, two people who had been waiting for a long time came over.
The two people, a man and a woman, seemed to be a couple. The man in his thirties handed a thread-bound booklet to the conductor and said:
"Long Xiang meets Ding Jia, and Zhang Liyun escorts the souls of one hundred and nineteen people who died violently.
Here is the roster, among which there are three great evildoers, and Han Zhang, who has been wanted by the underworld for ninety years, is one of the three."
"Han Zhang was caught?"
The conductor also heard about the name of this wanted criminal, and he took the list with some surprise.
After seeing Han Zhang's name on the first page, the conductor stuck out his tongue and then continued:
"It's really
There is no Han Zhang in the total roster. Is he the one who was caught recently?"
The man named Ding Jia replied:
"We just caught this evening, thirteen Yinsi masters, plus more than a hundred ghost brothers.
With the help of our Longxiang Society, Han Zhang was captured.
Speaking of which, it was a tragic victory. Five Yinsi masters and thirty-seven ghost servants died in the line of duty, and only then could Han Zhang be captured.
Even the other protected Yinsi and ghosts are all seriously injured. Originally, the Yinsi led the team to send away the souls, but now we can only send them away ourselves."
"I just said, why are you guys delivering the car yourself? This is against the rules."
After the conductor flipped through a few other pages, the ghosts began to line up to get on the train.
Seeing that the family of three hadn't gotten off the bus yet, the conductor couldn't wait and looked back.
I saw the old man breathing heavily in his seat, looking miserable, but at least he was no longer in a coma.
The middle-aged couple were patting the old man on the back. The woman comforted the old man and said:
"Uncle, we have arrived at Longxiang.
We will go to the hospital to see a doctor soon. Don't worry, there is nothing serious.
After getting the injection and taking the medicine, we will go home."
Seeing that the three people were thinking of leaving, it was only because the old man had just woken up that they wasted time.
The conductor ignored these three people for the time being, and first arranged for the dead souls on the platform to get on the train. After they all got on the train, it was too late to let these three people get off.
At that moment, the conductor began to count the names of the dead souls. After calling a dead soul, he let him get on the train.
In addition to the two people escorting the train, Ding Jia and Zhang Liyun, there were other people standing around the platform.
These people held magical weapons in their hands and stared at the dead souls. As long as they made the slightest irregular move, the magical weapons would greet them.
The conductor probably bypassed the first page of the roster and called the dead souls behind them one by one to board the train.
I was lying on the window watching the excitement. When I saw how nervous the train conductor was, I couldn't help but said to King Yama who was still closing his eyes to meditate:
"Your Highness, this guy named Han Zhang is not an ordinary ghost, right?
I just heard it, why is he still a wanted criminal in your underworld?"
Lord Yama opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the direction of the bus entrance, and then said to me:
"It's just a wanted soul, not as evil as you said.
Han Zhang was a warlock in the late Qing Dynasty who killed sixty-six boys and girls in order to practice evil magic.
Later, in the process of practicing evil methods, he became possessed and died.
After death, he turned into a fierce ghost and directly killed the underworld ghost who came to pick him up.
This is an unforgivable crime, and his soul has been hiding for almost a hundred years.
Speaking of which, he is not a serious criminal; there are many who are a hundred times more vicious than him."
When King Yama said this, after almost all the souls got on the bus, there was only one short soul left on the platform.
The conductor then turned forward to the first page, looked at the remaining soul, and said:
"Are you Han Zhang?
I knew you would have such a day sooner or later. I never thought you could take my train to the underworld.
Okay, let's get in the car.
The last one to get on the bus - the three people over there, get off quickly."
When the conductor said this, the three people were already behind him.
The middle-aged man carried the old man on his back, and with the help of the woman, he had arrived at the boarding gate. He was waiting for Han Zhang, who was standing outside, to enter the carriage so that the three of them could get off the car and go to the hospital.
The little Han Zhang lowered his head and slowly got into the car. From the beginning to the end, he did not make any eye contact with the three people who were about to get off.
At this moment, the three people who were waiting to get off the bus suddenly made new moves.
The middle-aged man who was carrying the old man suddenly threw the old man off his back towards the conductor.
The moment the old man was thrown off, he opened his mouth suddenly, and a long sword stained with blood came out of his mouth.
The hilt of the sword was facing the direction of the little man Han Zhang. The little man grabbed the long sword, then swung the sword and chopped off the conductor's head.
The train conductor was not a jobber. When he saw the old man throwing himself towards him, he had already reacted.
At that moment, he grabbed the old man's neck and blocked it in front of him.
The long sword cut off half of the old man's head without any sound, and continued to chop at the conductor.
Just when he was about to cut off the conductor's head with this sword, a figure stood in front of him in an instant.
The long sword struck the figure directly, but there was a sound of metal hitting.
Then, the long sword broke into several pieces, and the fragments fell to the ground. Han Zhang, who was holding the hilt of the sword, was still in a daze.
At this time, I also saw clearly that the person standing in front of the conductor was the conductor of this train - Gui Wuming.
The old man wearing a train conductor's uniform stared at the stunned Han Zhang with a half-smile, and then gave him a mouthful.
With a crisp sound of "pop!", Han Zhang's body turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated into the air.