The needle girl hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, what happened to me and Qing Ji is similar. Because, I fall in love with someone I shouldn't love. ”

"Where I came from, I don't want to mention it. It was an experience that I can't remember. Perhaps, you can guess a thing or two from my name?"

I nodded slightly: the needle girl is not so much a monster as a resentful spirit. The division between the Oriental and the ghosts and monsters seems to be very clear, but the actual concept is very vague. In Huaxia, there is a clear division between ghosts and demons, and no matter how strong the power of ghosts is, they will not leave the scope of their own souls. The East is different, the ghost is so powerful that it becomes a monster, and even becomes a god.

The needle girl teasing a man is actually a kind of revenge, entangled with a strange man all his life but does not kill people, does not absorb the essence of the other party, and devours flesh and blood to enhance his cultivation, which is a typical revenge of the resentful spirit.

The so-called past of the needle girl is an ancient and cliché story - hurt by love.

"Many years ago, I met a man. That man was a fool, he knew how to get rid of me, how to avoid me, but he never chose to escape, just quietly waiting for me to appear, pricking his body covered in bruises, flesh and blood, but hugging me. ”

"Many times, I couldn't bear to prick him with a needle, and even reminded him how to get rid of me. But he told me that he knew everything I said. Just don't want to drive me away. ”

"We struggled for years, and his body began to get weaker and weaker. But he was taking me to hide from the Onmyoji. I began to beg him, scold him, and tell him to get rid of me quickly. But he wouldn't speak. Take me from one place to another, and as long as an onmyoji finds out about my presence, he will give up everything and move with me. Even if I don't even have money to live on, he will take me to flee from the place where he lived. ”

"Until, one day, he came up to me like a child and told me that I had found a way where no one bothered us. I got a ticket for the Galaxy train......"

"I never believed in the Galactic Train, but I couldn't bear to extinguish the hope in his heart. I had to take the ticket in my hand. He drank so much that day, described his vision for the future to me over and over again, and finally fell asleep on top of me. I don't know how I slept next to him, and when I woke up, I was already in the car. But he was gone. ”

When the needle girl said this, her eyes also filled with tears.

After Ye Xuan and I glanced at each other, Ye Xuan spoke, "Will you sleep?"

Youkai rarely rest, and if there is no external force, even if they are resting, they will not sleep to death, and they will wake up at the slightest abnormal movement. The situation at that time was obviously unreasonable.

"That's what I find strange. ”

I said in a deep voice, "You got a ticket for the Galaxy Train?

After Qing Ji and Mao Nu nodded, I reacted: "Judging from the appearance of the Galaxy Train, this is a diesel locomotive. That is, the appearance of the Galactic train was at least in the XIX century. None of you were missing before that?"

"No!" Needle Girl shook her head, "Although we youkai have our own range of activities, we are not unconnected. We even know what each other is doing. Until then, none of us were missing. ”

"I see!" I said in a deep voice, "In other words, the Galactic Train is also a new thing for you, am I right!"

Qing Ji nodded and said, "You can say that!"

There seemed to be a flaw in the words of the three women, and I asked in a deep voice, "After you got on the train, how did you know the story of Shin Taeyong, or how did you know that there are different spaces in the train?"

As I spoke, I quietly reached for the hilt of the knife behind me.

I hope to get the answers they want, but I suspect the next moment will be when we get out of touch.

Qing Ji's face changed slightly: "Yes...... The needle girl told me!"

The needle girl was at a loss: "I told Kiyohime about Shin Taiyong's existence, but I forgot, how could I know that Shin Taeyong was on the train." Who told me that there was Shin Taeyong in the car?

While the needle girl was still thinking hard, Jing Yuan suddenly spoke: "Chen Ye, do you remember that Xiao Mengcheng said that there is also a magic hall in the East, right?"

Jing Yuan replied without me asking, "I suspect that the Galaxy Train is the Hall of Mourning Feelings, one of the eighteen halls of the Dao of Arts. ”

"The Hall of Mourning?" I don't think I've ever heard of the existence of such a temple.

Jing Yuan said: "The Palace of Mourning." Among the eighteen halls of the Divine Dao, he was the least favored, and no one went to find the Hall of Mourning. Because, the role of the Hall of Mourning is equivalent to a place for people to refine their hearts. It can assist monks in cultivating the Ruthless Dao. Other than that, nothing works. It has gradually been forgotten. ”

I wondered, "How do you know this car is the Hall of Mourning?" ”

"Ruthless, the first thing is forgetfulness. Jing Yuan said: "There are many ways to forget love, among which the consumption of years is the most effective way." It's like when you can see someone every day, even if you don't have the passion of the initial blushing and heartbeat, love will be transformed into family affection. What about when you can't see anyone?"

"That kind of loneliness and loss will be especially violent at first, and even touching the scene will make people sad. But for most people, it may take a long time for the initial pain to be slowly consumed by time, from dilution, to indifference, to forgetting. After a long time, there may not be waves in the heart of the other party when you see each other again, this is forgetfulness. ”

Jing Yuan said: "Don't you think that the Galaxy Train actually places people in different spaces to make them forgetful?"

I frowned and said, "This doesn't make sense! I admit that there is some truth in what you say, but I can't figure out why the Temple of Mourning has captured these ghosts and made them forget their feelings, what good is it for them?"

Jing Yuan said, "I understand what you mean. I don't think the Temple of Mourning can generate a sense of self and capture Oriental ghosts. I mean, if the Hall of Mourning is the Galactic Train, there should be someone who controls the train, and this person is likely to have received the inheritance of the Hall of Mourning. ”

"Sure enough, it's back to square one!" I said in a deep voice, "My focus has always been on the Galaxy Train and the author, Shin Taeyong. Now that everything is clear, we must find out this letter Taiyong, otherwise, we will not be able to move an inch. Since Shin Taiyong is in the car, he must have left some kind of flaw. This flaw is the key to finding each other. ”

I said to myself, "What is this flaw?"