The moment I saw King Yama appear, my vision suddenly became blurry.
Then I heard the sound of a train whistle. When I was woken up by the whistle, I opened my eyes.
Everything in front of me once again returned to the train transporting souls.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw King Yama sitting opposite, looking at me with a smile but not a smile.
After hesitating for a moment, I still didn't say the words that came to my lips.
At this time, the big conductor came in again.
He opened the window shutter, and then I realized that it was getting dark outside.
Long Gun also returned to the carriage and sat on the seat diagonally opposite.
He got a tablet somewhere and was watching the old movies playing on it with great interest.
The table in front of me has been cleared, with tea and freshly served fruits and snacks placed on it.
Looking at the lit street lights outside, I felt a little dazed. I had slept for so long.
I rubbed my eyes and said to Zhuge Zhengqi beside me:
"Brother, how long have I been asleep?
You don’t know, I had this dream
Some magical tigers or dogs kept popping out.
Good guys, we are all old acquaintances.
Erlang Shen, Wu Jun, and that He Nanxing all came out, and the fight was like a hot kiln.
They were also in the train, and the fight ended up blowing up the train."
While I was speaking, I glanced at King Yama across from me intentionally or unintentionally.
Lord Yama squinted his eyes and listened, as if he was listening to a story, without showing any unnecessary expression.
For a moment, I was a little confused. Could it be that it was just a dream?
Isn’t this the devil’s fault? No way.
"Dream, what can't you dream about?"
Zhuge Zhengqi felt something. He changed the subject with a smile and said:
"As the saying goes, you have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night.
Donor, you have been through too much recently, and it is all piled up in your heart.
Also, out of millions of normal mortals, not one or two have had an experience like yours.
Just wait for another two years and things will get better gradually."
While the ugly Taoist priest was talking, the conductor with a small flat head came in pushing a huge dining car.
He pushed the dining cart in front of King Yama, first put away the refreshments, and then pulled open the dark panel of the dining table, doubling the length of the dining table and integrating it with the table on the seat next to him.
After Xiaopingtou wiped the entire dining table again, he respectfully said to the Lord of Hell:
“There is no special preparation, just ordinary food.
If there is anything you want to eat, we will try our best to find a way.”
At first, I thought the food he usually ate was nothing more than home-cooked food.
But considering the fruits, snacks and juices that were served before, this home-cooked meal should not be much different.
It wasn't until he opened the dining car and placed the food in front of us that I realized it was Xiao Qiao and the others.
A crab bigger than my face, a lobster as thick as my thigh, and a colorful steamed fish
Watching Xiao Pingtou place the food one by one, the table was soon filled to the brim.
In addition to seafood, there are also lamb legs roasted to perfection, and large skewers of barbecued meats that I can’t even name.
There were also several plates of green vegetables. Even though I don’t like vegetables very much, I wanted to use chopsticks to taste them.
"You guys don't mind the trouble, but you'll be confused just by looking at it."
"When you clean it up after eating, it won't be messy."
Long Gun strolled over and pulled the seat over from the seat opposite.
He didn't notice anything. After sitting down, he grabbed a crab, opened the crab cover and ate it.
Originally, I was waiting for King Yama to say a few polite words before starting the meal, but after seeing that this dragon was not polite at all, I stopped being so polite. I immediately grabbed a skewer of barbecue, bit off a piece and stuffed it into my mouth.
As soon as this grilled meat entered your mouth, it felt like eating a piece of meaty marshmallow, and I swallowed it directly with my tongue.
The fruits and snacks I had before were already amazing to me. I never thought that this kind of "normal food" could be so delicious.
After all, it was something to serve King Yama. I began to wonder, if this was a serious banquet, what would be eaten.
Seeing that Long Gun and I were already eating, King Yama didn't care.
He picked up a decorative bead, played with it in his hand, and then said to the little crew chief serving beside him:
"Give some food to the two souls at the door."
The conductor agreed, then selected a few plates of untouched dishes and sent them to the two souls of Wanbao and Xiao Jiajun, the big man in the distance.
When he came back, I couldn't help but said to the little crew chief:
“What are you eating in the other carriages?
You can’t eat the same food as we do here, right?
Otherwise, just eating and drinking along the way would be a huge expense."
"Except for this carriage, the train is not responsible for the food and drinks in other carriages.
Food and water were prepared before they got on the bus.”
Then I remembered. Brother Zhuge said that the last time they escorted the car, they almost starved to death in the car.
Seeing that I had something to ask him, Zhuge Zheng sighed and said to me:
"In previous years, to transport souls to the underworld, a qualified god was needed to escort the soul.
This god stayed in this carriage. If there was no big event, he would not leave the carriage.
These delicacies are all prepared for the escorting gods.
The last time the Gilded Car and I were escorted, we encountered a landslide in front of us, and it took us a few days to get to the underworld.
That time, because of food, the people guarding the car almost got into action."
After hearing what the ugly Taoist said, I glanced at the calm King Yama again.
Then he started to change the topic towards me and said:
"I asked you why you two had such expressions when you heard that the car was about to be escorted again.
But having said that, when did the idea of trains transporting souls to the underworld begin?
Not too late, not too early.
It has to start from the Republic of China, right?"
These words were directed at King Yama. Unexpectedly, Xiao Pingtou wanted to show off, so he rushed to answer:
"Yes, it started in the 22nd year of the Republic of China.
In the past, there were also people who transported the dead, but at that time the population was small, and the number of dead ghosts was relatively small.
Unless it's something big like a war or a fight.
Usually, ghosts from the underworld are sent to catch them and then send them directly to the underworld.
Later, as the population increased, more and more people died.
The underworld was too busy, so they changed the rules, and after being caught by the local underworld, they were all transported to the underworld by train."
King Yama had no intention of stopping Xiao Pingtou. After listening to what he said, he suddenly said:
"Speaking of which, this is the second time I've boarded this train.
Last time I got a ride temporarily, so the situation is different from now."