"The handsome little guy next door, I know I'm in love, do you want me to tell you, I've been in love since I was in junior high school, and I've talked about it eight times until I got married, and I have had five miscarriages and fetals, so I'm definitely experienced. ”

Next door, an obese woman with heavy makeup threw a wink at Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo's eyelids jumped, and he shook his head again and again: "Thank you, I don't plan to fall in love anymore, I don't plan to do it in this life." ”

"Eh, what do you know, youth without abortion is not called youth, hey!"

You've watched too many garbage domestic youth dramas!

"What are you talking about? It's so windy I can't hear it. ”

Automatically block this experienced guy.

Jiang Mo took action, "Go and ask others if there is a way to leave the train." ”

"Oh oh!

"Get out of my arms first. ”

"Don't. ”

"Then be quiet, don't move. ”

"Mmmm, I'm very well-behaved, now Yanxi should be very happy, quietly that little happiness, senior, give me your feelings. ”

"This is also my knowledge blind spot. ”

"Seniors grow wood. ”

"If you're idle, help me hold my head, it's inconvenient for you to walk. ”

Just dressed her as an apron, Jiang Mo chatted with her, occasionally complementing each other's emotions and emotions, and walked around the carriage.

Table by table asked, "Do you know how to leave the train?"

The vast majority of the answers were that I didn't know.

Jiang Mo was not in a hurry, but continued to ask about the corpses, occasionally asking about other topics of interest.

"Brother, you're very creative, how did you die. Jiang Mo asked a boy, this boy's head was full of thin holes, transparent to each other, a bit like a beehive.

The brain-hole man pulled up his shirt, and there was a knife stuck in it, "Didn't I get stabbed in the stomach to death?

"What about your head?" Jiang Mo knew that he was "surprised" now.

"Oh, my head......" The brain hole man said in a frightened tone without being afraid at all: "There is a kind of brain-eating worm that eats my brain, but I am not dead, but I am very scared, so I killed myself with a knife." ”

"Awesome ......"

Jiang Mo didn't admire it at all.

In addition to some classic cases of accidental death, there are also many cases of paranormal deaths, such as brain hole men, caesarean section men, and several people with the same symptoms, all of whom say that they were torn apart by a giant beast.

Come to think of it, the monsters who committed a lot of murders are either still on Earth or have been killed.

"Do you know how to get off the train?"

"Do you want to get away from here, too?" a young girl covered in scars followed him, "I was imprisoned for two months, and finally starved to death, I was fed up with being confined and confined to a small space, and although I felt better after death, I still wanted to escape." ”

Despite the loss of affection, the desire to escape before her death formed the inertia of her thinking, so she has been making such efforts.

"There's a way?"

"Do you know what's outside the window?"

"Outside the window?" Jiang Mo looked out of the car window, and there was only darkness.

"Actually, there was something alive outside the window, and at one point it caught the train and stopped the whole train...... At that time, I seemed to hear a voice saying that the train had no owner and that it would never be possible to find out where hell was. ”

"Oh?"

It turns out that this train is called a vain death train, can it still have an owner?

The voice also said that you can't live and die together, you can't find the direction for the train, and it's useless to get it...... In the end, the train was released and the train continued to run. The Girl mimicked the voice.

"Thank you. Jiang Mo nodded.

Life and death?

Isn't this the living dead...... For example, Yanxi, she is dead, but there is still a head alive, which can be said to be life and death.

Then, maybe Yanxi can try to become the master of the train that died in vain.

Lori driving or something.,It seems to be very emotional.。

"Let's move on, if there's a cab, it's going to be at the front. Jiang Mo proposed, and the three of them hurried along the endless carriage together towards the starting point.

This walk is ten days.

In the past ten days, they have walked through hundreds of carriages, and at first there are still some living souls, but in the end, they are all motionless souls who have lost their lifespan.

But their ranks grew larger, and many souls who had died in vain embarked on a journey to find their way home.

There is no emotional factor, but the inertia of behavior makes them feel that they really should choose this way.

Year after year.

All kinds of corpses, all kinds of ways to die.

Jiang Mo's eyes no longer have any emotion, he has become a machine that only knows how to walk, and Yanxi in his arms is lying in his arms and falling asleep beautifully, as early as the first ten days, Yanxi chose to sleep lazy, and this sleep has not woken up until now.

The people who followed him were just communicating mechanically every day.

Except for Yanxi and Jiang Mo, they had already communicated their emotions with each other with Jiang Mo's help, but it didn't help, the time was too long. And Yanxi was sleeping so she didn't exchange her emotions, Jiang Mo felt that it was useless, so she didn't share her emotions and didn't accept their emotions.

The corpses along the way became more and more strange, with three heads and six arms, those with curved horns, those with wings on their backs, those with beast faces and human bodies, and those with sheep hooves.

It's as if you've entered an age of mythology.

Jiang Mo's eyes moved slightly, his self-consciousness awakened slightly, and he glanced at these strange people, he had long known that this train would only carry human passengers, so these were early passengers. …… Is it also human?

"Boy, what race are you? ”

A white-haired ancient man stopped in front of him, and Jiang Mo found that his language was not Chinese, but strangely, he could understand the meaning and naturally translate it into Chinese.

He subconsciously said, "Do you know how to get off this train?"

"The train? This is the ferry boat that takes the souls of the dead. ”

The white-haired ancientman tilted his head, and then the train clanged and disappeared.

Instead, there is a wooden canoe, similar to the previous one, with the same style of wooden boat connected to the front and back, and various corpses lying upside down on both sides. Beyond the wooden boat was a deep dark night.

"According to the corresponding image formed according to the subjective understanding of the individual, it seems that the train that died in vain is not really a car, but a concept. ”

Jiang Mo thought thoughtfully: "Where is the end of the ferryboat?" ”

"The ferryboat takes the spirits of the dead to the place where the power has built for the dead, but the ferry boat does not know when it starts, and without a helmsman, it can only wander like this, and the souls of the dead that are accepted have to be left in the car. The white-haired ancients said.

"Is there a way to get out of here, I think we can salvage it. ”

"There are two ways, first, the relatives in the yang world use your vital things to lead, generally obsession, the soul of the dead can be extradited to the past, it is a good method, but I heard that it has been changed by later generations to summon the method of summoning fierce spirits. The second option is to jump directly from here. The white-haired ancients pointed to the water.

"Just jump down? What about you, why don't you go back?"

"What is the use of going back if a person dies and cannot be reborn, besides...... Each section of the river is in a different time and space, there is no connection, if it is not a good jump, I don't know where it falls, eighty percent of it is an abyss world full of ghosts, why bother. ”

"I see, I kind of get it. ”

Jiang Mo put down his worries and jumped directly from the ferryboat.

At this moment, he felt the violent power coming and tearing him apart, and the voice of the ancients in white faintly came from his ears: Wait, the strength of your soul can't hold up at all without guidance......

……

[If the exploration time is too long, whether to delete the memory.] 】

"Keep the part, delete the rest. ”

When he opened his eyes, Jiang Mo returned to reality, everything was still the same, Panxi had just woken up, and Yanxi had just died.