Watching Gui Wuming disappear without a trace along with Long Gun, I turned back to Zhuge Zhengqi and said:
"Dude, what does this mean?
Let us both protect them
What kind of Nine-Turn Formation are you talking about - nothing will happen to the two of them in it, right?"
The ugly Taoist priest stared at the place where Gui Wuming and Long Gun disappeared. After taking a deep breath, he turned to look at me and said:
"These are Gui Wuming and Long Gun. If they had been ordinary gods, they would have narrowly escaped death.
Fortunately, Long Gun had just broken through the three formations of Netherworld, Tanfeng, Chongming, and Jiuqu Formation, and their power had been greatly reduced.
It just takes time to break the formation, just wait."
When he said this, the ugly Taoist priest looked back at the train. After hesitating for a moment, he reached into his upper pocket and took out a small cloth bag.
He walked around the tunnel where the dead man was dug out, and then carefully sprinkled the red powder in his cloth bag beside it.
Judging from Zhuge Zhengqi's intention, he probably wanted to draw a circle with red powder to surround the place where Gui Wuming and Long Gun disappeared.
This should be a ban similar to a ban on strangers entering, but is the ugly Taoist priest capable enough? If someone really wants to break through, just a red circle can stop them?
Watching Zhuge Zhengqi seal the circle, he just finished using up a bag of red powder.
Then I opened my mouth and said:
"I said, man, what is this red powder here?
What's the point of drawing a circle?
Can you really stop the monsters that come your way?
If I tell you, I might as well go back and explain the situation here to King Yama.
That little old man is his favorite general, and the Lord of Hell has to take care of it.
Even if he doesn't come down personally, he still has to send a capable man here to protect the law, right?
The two brothers Ge Huang and Ge Shiqi whom I met just now are enough. Didn't it mean that the one named Ge has been reserved by the heaven to be a god king?
Then the two brothers have to come."
"Donor, it's too late"
Zhuge Zhengqi slowly shook his head, and then he continued:
"If one of us leaves, if something happens here, the people who come back won't be able to explain it clearly."
"What's unclear about this?"
I glanced at the ugly Taoist priest with some confusion, and then continued:
"Brother, you stay here and keep an eye on me. I'll go back and make it clear to the Lord of Hell.
For a matter of a few sentences, he either comes in person or chooses a few escorts."
Before I finished speaking, I suddenly heard the sound of a train whistle in the distance.
After a while, a train came on the nearby railway.
This train is not much better than the one we took. It is also an old-fashioned green locomotive, but instead of a passenger car, there are more than a dozen cargo boxes hanging behind it.
I thought it would be fine if the train passed by.
What I didn't expect was that the train slowed down a long way and then stopped next to our train.
After the train stopped, a burly man in his fifties poked his head out of the cab, took a look at the opened rails and sleepers, and then said to the two of us:
"Which bastard did this?
Fortunately, you guys discovered it. If we hadn't driven over, it would have derailed, and it might have caused a serious accident.
What do road maintenance workers do? They didn't even see such a big hidden danger.
Have you reported the road maintenance section?
How long will it take for them to arrive?"
Just when I was about to muddle through my words, Zhuge Zhengzheng said to the train driver on the opposite side:
"Just informed, let us wait here
He said the emergency vehicle would be here shortly.
Master, please do your job. This is an easy job. Just rearrange the sleepers and then return the rails to their original positions."
"Yes, this job is simple."
While talking, the driver of the train on the other side opened the door and jumped out.
He looked at the dug rails and sleepers and said:
"Then don't wait for the road maintenance people, let's take action.
I see, isn’t the glass for the railroad tracks right here?
Just listen to me, with just a few sleepers and two rails, you can get it back in place in a few minutes.
I helped out, doing things like three times five times two times.
Come here to help, why do you seem to be doing this job for me again?"
At this time, a train will pass by, and the driver will shamelessly come to help.
If he said there was nothing wrong with him, I wouldn't believe it.
Just when I was waiting for Zhuge Zhengqi to wink at me, and then we both restrained this person,
Unexpectedly, the ugly Taoist priest smiled and waved at him and said:
"Xiao Shen, this master is right.
Why are you waiting for the people who maintain the road section? Let’s just do it.
Master, what's your surname?
Later, I have to ask our director to find your leadership. Such good people and good deeds must be praised no matter what. I will give you more bonuses this month."
The truck driver on the other side smiled and said:
"What kind of praise do you need for helping me?
My name is Yang Wenlin from the railway station at the nearby forestry farm.
Even though we all have a bowl of rice, you are much better than me. I have been doing temporary knitting for twenty years. If I could have a formal knitting job.
That is much more beneficial than any kind of praise or bonus.
When we give out things during the New Year and festivals, the hairtails you official workers give out are two fingers wider than ours."
Seeing this man nagging, he and Zhuge Zhengqi moved the sleepers piece by piece to their original positions while talking.
During this period, I kept winking at the ugly Taoist priest. I simply took advantage of this man's not paying attention and hit him from behind.
But Zhuge Zhengqi didn't seem to see my expression. While working, he started to talk to the train driver named Yang Wenlin:
"Master Yang, this is our first time running this route.
Where is this place? Does anything strange happen to you?"
The train driver said:
"If you ask me, you're asking the right person. I'm the only person here.
This is the middle section between Heyuan Station and Jinhe Station. Before liberation, this place was a mass grave. I heard it was haunted from time to time, so the locals called it Yamawang Ridge.
I am afraid to scare you if I tell you. Every once in a while, someone commits suicide by lying on the train here.
Whenever an experienced driver passes by here, he should be very alert.
Most of the people lying on the rails are women wearing red clothes. Do you see the one in red clothes on the opposite side?
That's it - it was her last time, her head, I saw it."
In the middle of speaking, Yang Wenlin suddenly stopped, with a horrified expression on his face.
Following his gaze, he saw a woman wearing red walking towards her from a distance.
As the woman walked, she waved to Yang Wenlin.
After seeing the woman's appearance and clothes clearly, the train driver rolled his eyes and fell to the ground like mud.