I turned around and sat down in my seat thoughtfully. It is very likely that the kid named Zhang Da didn't just want to help me, as for what medicine he sold in his gourd, I don't know for the time being, but this is the only clue in front of me, and I definitely can't let it be cut off like this.

My eyes slowly rolled, and my cold eyes glanced at the seat behind me. This guy had better know a little bit about the Hallim Apartment, if he's been playing tricks on me all along... I'm sure he won't be able to eat and walk around.

Suddenly, I felt a slight jolt in the train, so I leaned my head against the glass window and looked out.

Outside the window is an endless birch forest, and in the distance you can see the majestic mountains.

"Ahh Someone's killed!"

Just as I was holding my chin in thought, I suddenly heard an exclamation from the front of the carriage.

"What's going on?" What's wrong?"

There was an immediate commotion in the carriage, and the passengers in the seats had a little panic on their faces, and they all stuck their heads out to look ahead.

The four of us also glanced ahead, but they couldn't see anything but the endless aisle and the heads.

"Someone committed suicide by lying on the rails!"

I don't know who shouted in front of me, and quickly passed along a row of passengers.

The four of us looked at each other with a little horror on our faces.

Professor Li broke the silence and sighed and said, "People nowadays don't take life seriously. Thinking about suicide at every turn, what can't you find a way to solve?"

His wife's face turned a little pale, and she hurriedly took his arm, "Oh, how could this happen." Fortunately, there were no accidents on the train. ”

The uncle made a different voice, "In this world, people live because they still have thoughts in their hearts. If you don't have thoughts, eat and sleep, sleep and eat, then there is no point in living. ”

Professor Li frowned and said, "You can't say that, as long as you live, you will definitely find the meaning of existence." This suicidal act is a sign of cowardice..."

"That's right." The woman glared at the uncle and said, "Don't be so short-sighted, people must have ideals in life." The people you're talking about must be vulgar people who only know how to eat and drink. ”

Her implication must have been to satirize countrymen like uncles.

Facing the husband and wife who sang and sang with their husbands, the uncle couldn't say anything about them, so he had to shut up stupidly.

I didn't participate in their discussion and reached out and opened the window.

I wondered how the passenger in front of me had seen someone commit suicide by lying on the rails, so I poked my head out of the window to look at the track below.

The train rumbled forward and I didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

A moment later, a blur of flesh flashed in front of my face.

The train was going so fast that I couldn't see his face clearly, so I quickly turned my head to the back.

There was a bloody body lying on the track, and I understood why I could see him, it turned out that his position on the track was very special, with his waist down on the track, and his upper body lying on the ground full of rubble. If he was lying in the middle of the tracks, it would be hard for the people on the train to notice, and he was just half of his body exposed to my vision.

What puzzles me is that the average person who lies on the rails is bent on death and wants to be happy, and he seems to be deliberately torturing himself by doing so.

His waist has been broken into a blur of flesh and blood, and the lower half of his body and the upper half of his body are obviously misaligned, which looks very terrifying, but it has also achieved the goal of death.

"Don't look at the dead man!"

The passenger on the right side of the aisle suddenly yelled at us.

I glanced at her and ignored her words.

This is an old woman over half a hundred years old, wearing a red coat and a white scarf around her neck, which looks very mismatched. But she clearly didn't realize it, and her wrinkled face was nervously looking at the passenger on the left.

Several of the passengers retracted their heads and looked at her for some reason.

The female passenger raised her voice and said nervously: "The people who commit suicide by lying on the rails die with hatred, and the ghosts will not be dispersed after death, and whoever looks at him will be haunted by his ghost!"

"Really?" The other passengers looked panicked and looked frightened, and quickly sat up straight and no longer approached the window.

Professor Li said to me on the side: "Don't worry, if someone commits suicide by lying on the track, the conductor will contact the nearby station to deal with it." ”

"What a poor man...", I sighed, and was just about to retract my head, when my face suddenly changed!

I saw that the figure on the track in the distance trembled a few times, and slowly raised his head.

It happened in an instant, but I could see it clearly.

"Could it be... He's not dead yet?!" I felt a chill and wanted to call the staff to help him.

But before I could utter a word, I suddenly realized... He's looking at me and grinning!

"How is this possible?" I quickly rubbed my eyes.

I saw that his figure had become blurred, but I could vaguely see the corners of his mouth being raised to the sides, his pale face covered with blood, and he smiled strangely at me.

I shuddered, suspecting that I had been dazzled, and my eyes widened to see more clearly.

But by this time it was too late. His figure quickly shrank in view, eventually disappearing at the end of the tracks.

I retracted my head from the car window, and my mind was still a blurry image of the man. How can a person who was crushed by a train still be alive!

If it's just his boring play-to-death prank, why is he smiling at me?

I don't know what's going on, but that creepy smile is even clearer in front of my eyes! I had a vague feeling that the other party had something to do with me.

The passengers in the carriage talked for a while and then fell silent again, but my heart could no longer be calm.

The uncle next to him tilted his head back, squinting and resting. Professor Li took out an unknown book from his bag and flipped through it casually.

It was obvious that he had no intention of reading at all, and he turned the page in less than five seconds.

The woman, perhaps feeling a little thirsty, took a glass of water from her purse, drank two sips and put it on the table.

After the turmoil, everyone's mood seemed to be a little depressed.

I casually dug into my pocket and pulled out the vermilion mahogany sign.

When my mother left, she gave it to me, saying that it would bless me safely, but how did I feel that there were more and more strange things happening around me...

At this time, Professor Li suddenly looked up and said, "What is the word on your wooden sign?"

"Are you sure it's a word?" I looked at him quizzically.

"You can't be wrong." Professor Li looked at the wooden sign in my hand and nodded affirmatively.

I had always thought that the ghost drawing on it was some kind of spell, but I didn't expect it to be a kind of text.

"Can you let me take a closer look?"

"Okay." I handed him the wooden plaque, expecting him to see what it was like. After all, he's a linguist, and he certainly knows more than I do.

Professor Li took the small wooden sign and looked at it over and over again.

"That's right." He lifted his glasses and said seriously: "I am not mistaken, it should be a wonderful scripture engraved on it." ”

"Wonderful scriptures? I don't think I've ever heard of it. ”

Professor Li said with a smile: "It is no wonder that the wonderful scriptures are ancient characters in China, which can be traced back to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Because it is too awkward and has complex strokes, it has a very narrow range of popularity, and it has only been popular for a few years near Maoshan Mountain, and then it has soon become extinct, and there are not too many records in the history books. ”

I was puzzled and asked, "How do you know?"

"A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to find traces of this kind of writing in the process of doing research on ancient Chinese characters, and after many studies, I found that the most wonderful scriptures were originally used as terms by Taoist priests, and now they have long been forgotten."

I nodded slightly and asked, "Can you see what is written on it?" ”

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Professor Li smacked his lips, "I don't know much either. You can give it a try, though. ”

"I'm sorry." I thanked him. As long as I can understand the words above, then I will know what kind of character Wang Xianren is in my mother's mouth.

Professor Li pinched the wooden sign and put it in front of his glasses, frowning and thinking-

There are four words written on it, and each two words are connected by a splice to form a word. The first two words are pronounced: 罟荦... It should mean fun, fun..."

"Oh, that's right." I nodded and continued, "What about the last two words?"

Professor Li stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, as if he was laboring to ponder, "The last two words should be pronounced: 雒... I think it should mean continuous, continuous. ”

"The fun continues?!" I looked at Professor Li suspiciously, and felt that this really didn't make sense, it didn't make any sense at all, and it couldn't even be grammatically valid.

"That's not right." Professor Li shook his head, it seemed that he was also aware of the grammatical problem, "This can't be explained at all, and it can't be translated like this." The wonderful scriptures were formed in ancient times, and even if they are translated, they are still ancient texts, so it is necessary to translate the words on them into ancient texts first, and then into modern words, so that it can be considered an accurate translation. ”

I thought it was a bit troublesome and time-consuming, so I said, "Forget it." ”

"It's okay, I can translate it, let me think about it again." Professor Li said as he took out a thick yellow bound book from his handbag, glanced at the words on the wooden plaque and began to look for it.

His wife complained: "Why did you make your old mistake again, people said that you don't need it, what are you still blind." ”

Professor Li didn't look up, and said softly, "It's boring to be idle anyway." ”

I had to smile awkwardly, "That's... I'm sorry for you. ”

Professor Li continued to flip through the book, and the woman muttered dissatisfiedly. Looks like I'm causing trouble for his husband.

The uncle next to him took out a pancake and a bottle of mineral water from the woven bag next to him, then broke the pancake into four parts and stretched it out above the table, "Are you hungry?" I brought pancakes and burned them in my own pot, and they were fragrant. ”

I hadn't eaten in the morning, and I was really hungry, so I took one and said, "Thank you." ”

Professor Li was busy looking up the information, probably too serious, so he didn't look up to talk to him.

The woman's willow eyebrows furrowed, and her head was half retracted, as if she was afraid to avoid it. "Forget it, I have a bad stomach and don't like to eat this."

The uncle smiled "hehe", took the pancake to his mouth, ate it with relish, and poured a mouthful of mineral water into his mouth after two bites, and this rough appearance made my mouth begin to secrete saliva.

I picked up half of the pancake and put it on the tip of my nose and sniffed it, it had a salty aroma, and the cake was stained with sesame seeds, which looked delicious.

Originally, I definitely wouldn't eat strangers' things casually, but when I saw that the uncle next to me was gobbling up and eating deliciously, there should be no problem with the food, so I didn't care about it anymore and bit into it.

This cake is probably from yesterday, and it tastes hard to bite, and the most important thing is that it has long been cold and has no previous taste.

I couldn't swallow it after two bites, so I stuffed the rest of the cake into my backpack while my uncle wasn't looking.

Uncle was still eating deliciously and didn't seem to notice my little movements. The woman covered her nose and twisted her head aside in disgust to look at him.

I glanced out the window and saw that the majestic mountain was right in front of me, and the trees on the mountain were clearly visible.

The train is about to enter the tunnel at the bottom of the mountain.

I was looking at the scenery when I suddenly felt some cramps in my stomach.

Could it be that eating cold food has a bad stomach?

"I'll go to the bathroom." I said hello to my uncle and left my seat.

Along the narrow aisle, I walked to the middle car and entered the bathroom.

The bathroom is very cramped, with only a squatting pit urinal and a sink, so there is not much room for it.

After going to the toilet, I stood up and washed my hands at the sink, and suddenly I saw a few big red words written on the mirror in front of me - "Are you ready?"