Chapter 60 Platform Anecdotes

Yin Hang looked at the broken paper in his hand and said in his heart: "This is the train ticket." In addition to being rectangular and very regular, there are only a few words on the train ticket stamped in lead, and a seal is stamped on it; Putting the ticket in his pocket, lighting a cigar and smoking silently, the old man fell back on the table and began to sleep.

Just ten minutes later, the old man sat up expressionlessly like a zombie, stared at Yin Hang for a long time, and opened his mouth to say, "What are you doing in San Bernardino Town?"

Yin Hang said: "Go find a few friends." ”； The old man rubbed his eyes and said, "You really shouldn't have woken me up, I can't sleep now." As he spoke, he rolled a cigarette in his hand and said, "You know, I can't think of anything else I can do without sleeping in this place."

Yin Hang said: "Then you will continue to sleep." ”； The old man said, "I can't sleep." When people get old, they sleep less. Where are you from? Lad. ”； Yin Hang said: "Rock Town." ”； The old man said, "Well, I know your Thornton. ”；

"Of course, Thornton runs a tavern, and everyone knows him." Yin Hang said.

"No, no, I mean, I know him very well, I'm his distant cousin, but it's a pity that I haven't seen him for more than a year since I started this ticketing business." The old man was smoking. He pointed to the rifle on Yin Hang's back with his hand and said, "Your gun can't be brought to the train according to the rules...... However, this rule is basically useless, and no one will care if you bring it up there, unless you bring explosives or a large amount of munitions."

Yin Hang nodded and said, "Thank you for the reminder, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"No, just be careful not to go off." The old man said.

Before he knew it, Yin Hang's cigarillo had run out. The two of them were chatting with each other, when suddenly there was a train whistle in the distance. "Woo! ~！ ”。

The old man said, "You should go out and wait for the train to enter the station."

Yin Hang got up and waved his hand at the old man, and walked out of the "ticket office and waiting room". Come on the platform and look to the left.

A train came with smoke from a distance, and the black locomotive, with six brown and not brown, black and black carriages dragged behind it, perhaps because it was going to enter the station, it was not moving fast. From the moment Yin Hang saw it, it took ten minutes to open in front of him. Then it came to a slow stop.

"Gas! ~！ After a sound like a gas, the carriage came to a complete stop, and the door of the carriage opened, and only one passenger came out of it, a man in his thirties, carrying a suitcase and a small hat.

Yin Hang just glanced at him, didn't look at it much, walked up with his legs raised, showed the ticket to the conductor, and turned into the carriage.

This carriage is not bad, with double rows of seats on the right, single rows of seats on the left, and a small wooden table extending from the wall of the two chairs in between.

As the old man who sold the tickets said, the gang saw that they were carrying guns, and only a few of them stared at them for a moment, and most of them just swept them slightly and turned their heads to the side.

There weren't many people in the car, but the side of the single-row seats was already full, so Yin Hang walked to a window position and entered the double-row seats.

At this time, the train had just started, so the system could not catch up with the formality of later generations, but there was also a "train timetable". It's just that it's not very punctual, and the train doesn't stop for a long time before it starts slowly.

"Kutskuts"! The sound is very noisy, and it is not until you drive for most of the day that people can get used to it; Gradually, the voices of people talking became clearer.

But Yin Hang didn't have much of the heart to listen to other people's chats, and thought about the next step: "When you get to the station, you should go directly to Arnold #Gibson, this guy is a town mayor, but listening to Sheriff Simon, he doesn't seem to be very happy, but for himself, what does it matter?" All I need is a horse, and then I can go to Castro Hill to investigate the whereabouts of the gold mines; Although the mining also requires the approval of the political axe, but this time I just came to see it, and I don't need the relationship of Mayor Arnold."

Yin Hang was thinking about some things related to this trip, and before he knew it, it was already evening, and the train stopped a few more times on the way, but Yin Hang was not very interested, just got up and moved his muscles and bones, and then sat back in his seat again.

He took out the food he had brought from Thornton from his bosom, took a simple bite, and quietly watched the scenery rushing by outside the train. Except desolation, it is desolation.

At night, people tilted their heads in their seats in confusion, and so did Yin Hang, but he was in a half-asleep state.

When Yin Hang woke up, it was still the next day, and he took a bite of food again, sat on the chair, and waited for the arrival of the destination.

"Gas! Woo~! The train whistle sounded, the speed slowly slowed down, and after five minutes, the train finally stopped on the platform.

Yin Hang stepped off the car, came to the platform, and looked around, the platform here was much better than when he came. But that's only relative.

The wooden platform is about 100 square meters, and there are several people on it, walking towards several wooden buildings in front. From the outside, these houses are relatively new;

Yin Hang also walked over, and when he entered a room, he saw four people sitting on chairs, chatting with each other.

The station staff was also more relaxed, sitting behind a desk, drinking hot water, and watching people come and go.

Yin Hang walked up to him and said, "I want to go to San Bernardino Town, how should I go"?

The man in his forties put down his cup, pointed to the people sitting in the chairs, and said, "You should ask them, maybe you can go with them in a carriage."

Yin Hang nodded to him and said, "Thank you." With that, he turned to a man in a suit and said, "Sir, I'm going to San Bernardino, do you want to stop by?"

As soon as the man shook his head, he heard a man in cowboy costume next to him say, "I'll go there too, and you can take a carriage with me in a while."

"Thank you in advance." Yin Hang raised his hat at him and sat down beside him.

"What's your name?". The cowboy asked.

"Eastwood, Clint #Eastwood, what about you?". Yin Hang Dao.

"Phil #Newman." Cowboy said.

"When will your carriage come?" Yin Hang continued to ask.

"Ahh Don't worry, it's almost there." Newman glanced at the rifle Yin Hang was carrying and said.

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