My perspective was wandering, as if I was an ownerless soul.
Just as I was waiting for when this dream would end, I suddenly heard a loud noise.
At the same time as the sound sounded, I opened my eyes suddenly - everything in front of me returned to the train of King Yama.
At this time, the train had stopped on the platform of the train station, and souls began to get on the train one after another.
This batch of souls is surprisingly quiet. Compared with the troubled souls before, they seem to be from two different worlds.
After settling the souls, the conductor led two people, one fat and one thin, into our carriage.
One of them, a fat white man who was about two hundred years old, saluted King Yama with a smile and said:
"Ge Huang, Xiongyao Zong, and Ge Shiqi have met His Highness King Yama.
This time, there were forty-four souls in the car, and another twenty-two souls caused trouble and were already gone.
The Yin Si who leads the team can prove to us that it is really no choice but to make them lose their souls."
While speaking, the fat man named Ge Huang handed the roster in his hand to the conductor beside him.
The conductor was about to hand over the roster to King Yama, but King Yama waved his hand and said:
"What's so interesting about writing on paper?
You are Ge Huang.
Sixty-six souls, you directly reduced one-third.
No wonder, the souls you brought here are so honest."
Before the Lord of Hell finished speaking, the old man Gui Wuming, who had already changed his clothes, also walked in.
The conductor glanced at Ge Huang and said:
"I don't care what happens outside this train.
But when you get on the bus, you must abide by the rules on the bus.
In the car, except for myself and His Highness King Yama, no one can do anything to the soul."
Before the fat man could speak, the skinny black man next to him spoke first and explained:
"We can't be entirely blamed for the loss of souls.
These souls are all evil people who did all kinds of evil before they were alive, and they will not change their true nature after becoming ghosts.
They didn't know where they heard about the train, and they actually thought of hijacking the train.
I want to bargain with His Highness King Yama and seek a rich and noble next life.
They attacked the underworld, but thanks to my senior brother's assassination, these souls were shaken.
Otherwise, the first person to lose his soul will be your underworld."
"Goshiqi, shut up!
In front of His Highness King Yama, you have no right to speak."
Seeing that his junior brother was still arguing, Fatty Ge Huang hurriedly interrupted him, and then he said to King Yama:
"My junior brother has been spoiled since childhood and doesn't know how to speak properly. Please don't blame me, Your Highness.
We both remember the rules in the car and won't do anything harsh to the soul again."
The train conductor wanted to say a few more words, but was interrupted by King Yama, who smiled softly and said to him:
"Why do you have the nerve to talk about others?
Every time you escort souls, you do it yourself, and the most souls are scattered.
Okay, you two go back and guard your souls."
After King Yama finished speaking, the white and black people saluted, and the conductor took them out of the carriage.
Before leaving, the fat white man Ge Huang glanced at Long Gun, who was lying on the seat. There was nothing unusual about this. After all, if someone fell on the seat in a place like this, everyone would take a look out of curiosity.
At this time, the skinny man named Ge Shiqi glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally.
I was waiting for the two of them to leave, and then I told Zhuge Zhengqi about the dream just now.
I accidentally glanced at the two of them, and happened to make eye contact with Ge Shiqi.
Ge Shiqi immediately looked away, as if he hadn't looked at me.
Eh? Have I seen this skinny guy somewhere?
Seeing me staring blankly at the back of the thin man, Zhuge said angrily:
"Donor, what are you looking at? They are both disciples of the Xiongyao Sect. Have you met them before?"
"I just watched it if I haven't seen it before. If I have seen it before, what else is there to see?"
Seeing Zhuge Zhengqi take the initiative to talk to me, I didn't have the intention to care about the thin man at the moment.
At that moment, he leaned close to Zhuge Zhengqi's ear and whispered the dream to him just now.
While talking, I glanced at King Yama from time to time. The dream just now was most likely related to him.
However, King Yama did not show any expression. He still leaned on his seat and looked at the whitening sky in the east.
Just as I was telling Zhuge Zhengqi about my dream, the conductor came over and started to pull down the panels on the windows one by one.
Since the lights were on in the carriage, it didn't look that dark when the fender was pulled down.
Knowing that this was because he was afraid that the souls on the train would see him, he pulled down the barrier.
I didn't care and continued to tell Zhuge Zhengqi about the dream I just had.
After listening to what I said, Zhuge Zhengqi's first reaction was to see King Yama's reaction.
Seeing that Lord Yama had no reaction, he whispered:
"Donor, just think of it as a dream.
You can’t tell the truth from the false, even if it’s true, because of the long distance and the fact that the participants are all gods in the sky, they don’t admit it, so no one knows whether it’s a dream or something real.”
The dream just now made me a little upset. After hearing what the ugly Taoist said, although I felt that he might be right, it was as if he had not said it, and I became even more upset.
"Then just think of it as a dream, I have to move.
Dude, you've been sitting here all night, come with me to the toilet to pee.
Just treat it as an activity.”
Zhuge Zhengqi smiled, stood up, and said:
"If you had said this a few seconds later, I would have said it.
When the train pulled into the station just now, I wanted to go for convenience."
I also stood up. When I really wanted to say a few words to King Yama, I saw him closing his eyes again.
As for Jia Lan and the other two souls, it is estimated that they no longer need to do something as complicated as going to the toilet.
Everything about this carriage is good except that there is no toilet.
At that moment, Zhuge Zhengqi and I left the carriage and went to the next carriage to find the toilet.
I don’t know if it’s because of the transportation of souls, but there are very few toilets on the train.
In the end, the two of us passed through two carriages filled with evil spirits, and finally found a toilet.
There was someone in the toilet. After the two of us waited for a while, the toilet door was pushed open from the inside, and the skinny man Ge Shiqi just walked out with his pants lifted.
We both looked at each other again, and I couldn't help but said to him:
"Brother, have we met somewhere? It shouldn't be in the past few years. Have you been there three years ago?"
"I haven't been there. I haven't been anywhere."
Ge Shiqi stared at me with an annoyed look and continued:
"You're a Luoshen Guan, right? Don't ask around when you shouldn't be asking."