The smell of smoke outside the carriage made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the smell is not good, there is a feeling of returning to the world, not like the strange panic and uneasiness in the carriage just now. I tightened my belt, subconsciously tied the silk scarf around my neck to protect against the rashes, and sat down in the empty seat at the window of the door.

It was quiet in the hallway. Ten o'clock, although many people have not slept at this point, but they are already lying in bed chatting and chatting, playing cards, except for one or two smoking in the aisle, it is basically a pure place where you can concentrate in a daze.

After experiencing that qiē just now, whether it was seeing the little couple's*, or the rash on my neck, or the fat and arrogant mouse, it made me feel that my brain needed to be clear.

Of course, it was also affected by the words of the two people who passed by outside the carriage just now.

Why does one say the moon is beautiful and the other says it looks like a ghost?

Curiosity drove me out of the carriage.

And when the wilderness outside the window came into view, I realized that the moonlight was indeed like a ghost.

To be exact, it's like a youkai.

Because I saw the red moon for the first time.

The color was so pure that it made the full moon look like the eyes of the night sky, as red as my right eye.

Supposedly, the red moon is not a very rare astronomical phenomenon, as it is common to see photos of the moon taken by astronomers on the Internet. However, for those who witnessed it for the first time, the shock was still quite high, especially when it was so big, so bright, so bright that the darkness of the night seemed to be completely swallowed up by its light, and it also made the endless wilderness lurking under the night very clear, each line undulating with the speed of the car, looking through the window pane from a distance, like a dragon quietly coiling under the blood-colored sky, ready to attack.

Just as I leaned against the window and looked at the strange scene of nature outside, another sudden appearance touched me again, and I couldn't help but press my forehead against the glass, trying to tell if it was real or the illusion of reflection swaying on the glass.

In the distance, I saw a long procession appear in the undulating wilderness like a dragon's back.

It stands to reason that at such a distance, and at night, this team should not be visible in any way.

But its color is really conspicuous.

The white team, between the red sky and the black earth, could not be seen clearly at a glance.

It seemed to be a procession of some kind of sacrificial activity, because they were wearing costumes, antique, wide-sleeved costumes.

It should have been a beautiful scene, but because of the time and place, there was only a kind of weirdness left.

They reminded me of the funeral procession on the day of Chumei's burial.

The procession marched through the rough roads of the wilderness beating gongs and drums, and could not hear the slightest sound, so that they looked like puppets dressed in fine clothes, walking a few steps, jumping, and doing their set movements in unison in the middle of such a huge stage in nature, under the enchanting moonlight overhead, and clustering three cars of the same color and white color, with the top made into a tower-like shape.

The towers are so exquisitely made that they are almost integrated with the body, and from a distance, it looks like three huge towers are slowly moving forward on their own.

As the team got closer, I noticed that there were statues on each tower.

The statue is very special because it is not fixed, but slowly looks up or down as the team moves, slowly scanning the surroundings. Such a lifelike statue, creating such a strange and stunning scene, I can't help but want to draw this scene immediately.

It's better to act than to move, and immediately ran into the carriage to take out paper and pen, and then put on glasses.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I looked out the window again, I could still move the pen, only to feel a cold feeling suddenly rise from the soles of my feet, and I shivered coldly, and almost fell off the seat.

The clear vision of the glasses made me realize that the three sculptures attached to the tower were clearly people, living people.

But how is this possible......

The tower was at least three stories tall, and those people were leaning against the tower, almost as tall as the tower, so how tall did they have to be?

Immediately turned his head to look at the aisle, trying to see if anyone else had noticed the strange sight.

But the person who was still smoking at the entrance of the aisle just now had already left, and I was the only one in the entire aisle, and naturally, I was the only one who saw this qiē.

It's a pity, if there is a mobile phone in my hand at this time to take a picture of this qiē, it will definitely cause a lot of sensation on the Internet. I hope that I am not the only witness, otherwise this adventure will undoubtedly be as painful as I can see ghosts, but I can't tell others.

As I was thinking about it, suddenly, as if in response to my thoughts, a figure fell on the windowpane in front of me.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? Then I heard him ask me.

I nodded subconsciously.

With the scent of fresh lemon, he pointed to the glass and nodded lightly at the scarlet moon in the night sky: "In Japan, some people call it the Night of Gods and Demons. ”

"Night of Gods and Demons?"

"Yes. The night shrouded in blood-colored moonlight is said to be the night when ghosts and gods take the road to the world. On such a night, if they were lucky enough, they could be seen with their mortal eyes. But there are two kinds of so-called high luck, one is good enough, and the other is bad enough. ”

"What's good enough, and what's bad enough?"

"If you're lucky, you'll see God. Those who see God live forever, that is, prolong life. ”

"Then if you're unlucky, it's hell......"

"That's right," he smiled, "if you're unlucky, you'll see the hell, and the one who sees the hell will die." ”

So what are the ones I just saw. Is it a god or a ghost?

I couldn't ask this question to the willow behind me.

For at the same time as he appeared behind me, the snow-white team in the wilderness disappeared, and in an instant disappeared before my eyes, leaving only a strange color of heaven and earth, which swept backwards through the window with the rapid speed of the car.

"And what if you see both?" I asked the boring question after standing for a moment.

He smiled again: "Do you face life and death at the same time...... I've never heard of this before. ”。