The train was still moving forward slowly. During this time, investigators familiar with the train from other carriages kept calling to ask what had happened. When I heard that robbers were coming to rob, I was very worried.
You could hear the burst of laughter coming from the phone of Xiong Wanyi sitting opposite. Worried that the three nephews and uncles would start another incident after waking up unexpectedly, Ximen Lian placed the three of them in a corner, and then took out a small bottle,
I pulled out the plugs and put them under the noses of the three people respectively, and let them all smell it. Under my heavenly eyes, I saw that the souls in these three people suddenly began to languish. I heard Po Jun say before that the second room
When people perform tasks, they will carry a kind of requiem cigarette, which is generally used to soothe the souls of people who are frightened and stimulated, and prevent these people from becoming insane due to over-stimulation. Unless they come into contact with something that can stimulate the soul.
Medicine or magic weapon, otherwise those who smell this requiem smoke will fall asleep for more than ten hours before slowly waking up.
In the blink of an eye, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night. After running around all day, I didn't feel sleepy at all. Looking at the more than a hundred souls who died in vain in front of me was really refreshing. However, Fatty Sun next to me was yawning one after another.
His upper and lower eyelids also began to attract each other. Just when I began to admire his heartless mentality, a ringing phone pulled him back from the critical point of sleep.
"Which king is this..." Looking at the caller ID, Fatty Sun swallowed back half of the swear words he said. He looked at the phone screen for a moment, but returned to normal in an instant. Fatty Sun raised his eyelids and looked at
Xiong Wanyi and I glanced at each other, then stood up and walked to the car door at the back before answering the phone. When Fatty Sun spoke again, his voice was lowered to the lowest level, and his mantra could no longer be heard. He only said four words back and forth: "Yes"
...I understand...yes...yes...yes, I understand...yes...yes..."
He hung up the phone after more than two minutes. When he returned to his seat, he leaned back on the chair and started to yawn again. While his eyelids were still wet, I said to him: "Big
Holy, who is this calling you in the middle of the night? He must have a good relationship to find you at this time, right?" Fatty Sun's eyes narrowed. He didn't look at me immediately. Instead, he glanced at Xiong Wanyi first.
, and then said to me: "It's a former colleague from the Narcotics Division. I'm not saying that, Lazi, look at our popularity. It's been more than half a year since I left the Narcotics Division, and there are still old colleagues who miss me and insist on inviting me to dinner. I said no
If you don’t have time, I almost fell out over there. Sigh... I can’t help it, who made me so naturally popular?"
"You just fooled the devil..." I cursed secretly in my heart. Just now you said four words, over and over again, and there was no mention that you didn't have time to eat? But that's all I said
I don’t think Fatty Sun deliberately lied to me. Most likely, he was talking nonsense to me because there was a bear thing on the other side and there were some things he couldn’t say in front of Xiong Wanyi.
Just when I was wondering who had just called, Monk Xiao's voice came from the small speaker above my head: "We are about to pass through the Yin-breaking Gate. The investigators in each carriage are watching the souls in their carriages."
, be careful that your soul may be losing control." As soon as Monk Xiao finished speaking, old investigators such as Xiong Wanyi and Ximen Lian began to shout: "I didn't tell you if there was a broken Yin Gate! Can this broken train pass..." Look.
Looking at their looks, I began to feel unsure. I know a little bit about the Yin-breaking Gate. It is said that it is a barrier in the Yang world that prevents lonely ghosts from entering the ghost gate. The Yin-breaking Gate has no impact on the people of the Yang world, but once
When the lights go out, the souls of the dead are in front of the broken gate. Unless there are ghosts from the underworld to lead the way, otherwise the ordinary lonely ghosts will disappear in an instant and directly turn into nothingness. Although our train has been specially handled by the polling bureau.
Yes, but whether it can pass through the Yin-breaking Gate safely without damaging the souls in the carriage is still unknown.
At this time, I felt that the air pressure began to slowly decrease, and at the same time, the souls began to show signs of movement. Most of the souls who died in vain in the carriage raised their heads and looked around aimlessly. Suddenly, there was a sound coming from other carriages.
There was a sound of panic and wailing. After this scream, almost the entire more than 20 carriages were followed by waves of screams. All the souls in our carriage were squatting down while screaming.
On the ground, his whole body shrank into a ball.
This state only lasted for about a minute. After that, the pressure in the air began to quickly return to normal, and the wailing sounds of the souls suddenly disappeared without a trace. After a few seconds of adaptation, the souls began to stand slowly.
I got up, and just when I thought I had safely passed the gate, a huge explosion suddenly sounded from the front of the train. At the same time as the explosion, the train braked and stopped. Fortunately, our train was driving slowly.
, otherwise, just this moment, we might not be able to be thrown anywhere.
I opened the window and looked forward. The direction of the explosion was in the first few carriages. A man was blown out of the carriage and he was lying on the ground covered in blood. My heart skipped a beat. The man lying on the ground was a thousand-year-old man.
It couldn't be Monk Xiao. I was just about to jump out of the car to see what was going on. Before I could open the door, my phone rang. The caller ID was Monk Xiao. Monk Xiao almost shouted on the other end of the phone: "
You and Sun Dasheng are coming right away!"
At this time, it was already a mess, and people in other carriages had already jumped out of the car and ran towards the explosion site. Monk Xiao’s voice came from the small speaker in the carriage: “All investigators, except designated personnel, are not allowed to get off the car.
!Get back into the car immediately after you get off the car!"
There was ice and snow outside the carriage. When Fatty Sun and I ran to the car in front of where the incident occurred, Monk Xiao had already got off the train. The accident was in his second carriage, and a big hole was blown out of the carriage. I looked inside.
At a glance, the strange soul with Monk Xiao could not be seen in the carriage. The man lying on the ground was covered in blood and flesh, and his upper body looked like a bloody gourd. He was lying face down in the snow, and his face could no longer be seen.
I couldn't tell who this person was, and his limbs showed an incredible bend. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of this person's chest, I would have thought that this person was already dead.
"Master Xiao, isn't this guy also a train pickpocket?" Fatty Sun looked at this man, then at Monk Xiao and said, "I'm not telling you, Master Xiao, you are a bit harsh.
Just kick him down. I know you didn't do any good by calling us brothers here. Tell me, where can I bury him?" Monk Xiao ignored Fatty Sun. He stared at the man on the ground and said only two words: "
Lin Feng." Fatty Sun and I were both startled. Fatty Sun pointed at that person and said, "You said this is Lin Feng from the fourth room?" Monk Xiao looked up at him and said, "Is it still the one from Hong Kong?"
I looked at Lin Feng who was only half alive and said: "It doesn't matter whether he is from Hong Kong or Xianghe, carry the person into the carriage first, and then hang him outside like this. He will freeze to death before the blood drains out." As I said that, I
Fatty Sun and I were going to find something like canvas and carry Director Lin back to the carriage first. Whether he could survive it or not would depend on his luck. Before we could do anything, Monk Xiao shouted to the two of us in a low voice.
"You two, don't move blindly!" He pointed at Lin Feng's body and continued, "If I could move him, I would have carried him in a long time ago. Lin Feng's body is full of sinister poison. His life is good. This is a natural place for dispersing yin.
, let’s disperse his evil spirit first, and then find a way to save him!” After Monk Xiao said this, I realized that the snow around Lin Feng had begun to melt. There was a kind of smell emanating from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
Light green fog, melted snow water contacts the fog, turns into light green liquid, flows underground, and is absorbed by the land.
Seeing that the green mist emanating from Lin Feng's seven orifices was getting less and less, I raised my head and said to Monk Xiao: "Old Xiao, is it almost done? Be careful. If it takes too long, Lin Feng can really freeze to death." "Wait a little longer.
." Monk Xiao stared at Lin Feng until there was no more mist coming out of his seven orifices, then he said, "Okay, Lin Feng can't die, let's carry him in!"
Fatty Sun found a large tablecloth in the exploded carriage. Fatty Sun and I grabbed both sides, carried Director Lin in our arms, and carried Lin Feng in. Before returning to the carriage, I gave Lin Feng a simple bandage.
I can't do anything about his severely deformed limbs, and I'm afraid that even if he recovers, he will be left with some disabilities. Now I can only save his life first, and we'll talk about the rest later.
After Lin Feng was settled in the second carriage, Monk Xiao called the train driver to continue moving and arranged everything before he came over to check on Lin Feng's injury. I glanced at Monk Xiao, hesitated and said, "Old Xiao, aren't you here?"
Is it inside this carriage? How could Director Lin be blown out of here..." This sentence became increasingly unconfident. Who knows if Lin Feng was blown out of the carriage by Advisor Xiao because he offended Monk Xiao?
Monk Xiao seemed to have guessed what I was thinking. He snorted helplessly and said: "Lin Feng and I switched carriages. What he is responsible for guarding is a kind of corpse poison that does not belong to the human world. When the gate of hell begins to open,
We want to send this kind of corpse poison back. Lin Feng was originally in the third carriage, but he was worried that the corpse poison would resonate with the souls in the fourth carriage, so he switched carriages with me." With that, Monk Xiao said
His eyes twitched and he said, "If it hadn't been for the carriages being reversed, I might have been the one lying in the snow just now."
Fatty Sun observed the layout of the carriage and suddenly said to Monk Xiao: "Old Master Xiao, what do you mean by calling me and La Zi here? You don't know us two from the polling bureau, right?" Monk Xiao
I was a little speechless for a while, but after a long while, I said: "After the explosion here, I came over immediately. Lazi, you are an expert, can you see any clues?"
I didn't expect Monk Xiao to ask me. After hesitating for a long time, I said: "Except for the injuries caused by the explosion, most of the injuries on Lin Feng's body were left over from the fight. His limbs were broken by others.
." Monk Xiao nodded in agreement, and then he said to Fatty Sun: "I have here the footage captured by the CCTVs in each carriage when passing by the Broken Yin Gate. If you look at it, you will know why I am looking for you two.
Already."
Monk Xiao asked Fatty Sun and I to carry Lin Feng into the third carriage. This carriage was divided into two areas by a curtain. In front of the central console, Monk Xiao called up the photos taken by each carriage when we passed by the Broken Yin Gate just now.
In the video footage we received, we saw that when they passed through the Yin-breaking Gate, almost all the souls showed a state of panic. But at one moment, except for our last carriage, all the other souls were in a state of panic.
At the same time in the carriage, the pictures taken were all messy and distorted. When the picture came out again, it was already after the explosion in the second carriage.
Monk Xiao asked Fatty Sun and I, "Did you see it?" Before I could react this time, Fatty Sun said first, "There are fewer souls. There are one or two souls missing in each carriage."
I looked at Fatty Sun in surprise and said, "How did you know that the soul was missing?" Fatty Sun turned his face and bared his teeth at me and said, "I counted it myself." After that, he looked at Monk Xiao and said
, "Master Xiao, what do you want to say? Don't be polite, just say it." Monk Xiao stared at the picture on the screen and breathed heavily. After a while, he turned to Fatty Sun and said:
"As long as they are within the scope of this train, all souls will be displayed here..."
When Monk Xiao was talking, I had noticed that all the windows on the left side of his carriage had been sealed. The original position of the window had been transformed into countless wooden grids, which looked like
The bookshelf is the same, but much denser than the bookshelf. There are about a hundred small grids inside the large grid. Each large grid is marked with numbers from four to twenty-two, and each small grid contains a yellow card.
Paper. A few pieces of yellow paper in the first few large grids have been burned to ashes, but the vast majority of the yellow paper is intact. When it comes to the last two large grids, the layers of yellow paper inside have been burned to ashes.
Paper ashes. If I guess correctly, the yellow paper inside the grid should be something similar to the natal talisman that Ouyang Zianzuo made for us when we first joined the polling bureau.
Monk Xiao continued to say: "But when we passed through the Duanyin Gate just now, except for the last carriage of yours where no souls were missing, a total of thirty-two souls disappeared in the other carriages, but I didn't show any of them here.
None." At this point, he paused, glanced at the pictures of all the carriages on the screen, and then said slowly, "But one thing is certain, the soul did not take advantage of the opportunity just now to leave the train. Although it passed the break outside,
Yin gate, but it is still a relaxed environment. After getting off the train, they don't even have a chance to do anything. If they don't get off the train, they can only..." Fatty Sun helped him pick up the tail: "Still on the train."
Monk Xiao's eyes turned to the screen again, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little lower: "The camera didn't see it, and these sixty or seventy people didn't see it either? Are they all blind?" These words of his made me laugh.
Thinking of the recent reincarnation experience of Yang Xiao's wife, Fatty Sun and I looked at each other with deep understanding. Fatty Sun said to Monk Xiao: "Old Xiao, just tell me, who are you suspecting?" Xiao
The monk looked at Fatty Sun and me, narrowed his eyes and said, "Except you two, I doubt everyone."