The agent's hat was still pressed so low as always, that it was almost impossible to see his face, but he could still see the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a smile with the smell of tobacco on his nose.

My heart trembled, I expected that there would be no good thing about the appearance of this family, and he didn't do anything on the train but looked very calm, which made me even more suspicious of his true identity, it is very likely that he killed the people on this train!

Looking at the old bustard again, his face also showed a nervous look, and cold sweat continued to break out on his head, it seems that the old bustard is also very vigilant about the appearance of this spy. As the agents kept coming towards us, I began to retreat, consciously or unconsciously.

"Who the hell are you?" At this time, the bustard finally couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at this guy.

Maybe it was because we were both exhausted at the time, and there was a feeling of weakness when we said it, but the old bustard's words were not the slightest deterrent, but made the corners of the agent's mouth rise even more, accompanied by a hehe laugh.

After a brief burst of frustrating sounds, the spy walked up to us, stretched out his hand and pressed his hat, then grabbed the cigar in his mouth, and suddenly whispered, "Look, the wind is strong, and the smoke is out again." Then he brought his mouth to us and uttered the familiar and strange words once again: "Child, borrow a fire." ”

When I heard this, I suddenly shuddered, my pupils widened suddenly, and I pierced my eyes like a needle in the agent's face, and when I looked closely, I saw a small hole in his face that was more or less sunken, pitted, and looked terrifying. At this time, he was still looking at me with a smile, like a chess player with a winning roll looking at the chess pieces in his hand.

I tilted my head and bit my lip: "What the hell are you playing tricks?" ”

After hearing this, the spy smiled again, raised his small disc glasses, and a white cold light flashed, and his eyes looked at me through the tan glass, and said: "Don't be so impulsive, you can't be in a hurry when watching the show, you want to be calm." ”

I could more or less see his blurred eyes, looking like a cunning old fritter in society. Before I could speak, the bustard interjected: "Watch your uncle's play!" Did you kill all the people on this train? ”

"Tut-tut!" The spy smashed his mouth for a while, shook his head, and made a very embarrassed look on his face, "Child, you can't talk nonsense, if it weren't for the contemptible reminder of you, you would have seen Lord Yama." ”

Remind? I subconsciously looked at the bustard. I saw that the old bustard also smiled, with a disdainful mockery on his face, and he said: "Hehe, master, I was dozing off at the time, you coldly touched a puff of smoke in my face, choking me up, this is also called a reminder?" ”

It seems that this spy is not just wrong with spitting smoke in people's faces.

At this time, the old bustard continued: "Who are you, after I woke me up with smoke, I found that all the people in the carriage were dead, and your people suddenly hid, mysterious, pretending to be ghosts! The murder of this car is absolutely inseparable from you! ”

After the spy heard the bustard's words, his smile turned into a dry laugh, a kind of forced smile with a low voice, which made us feel even more uneasy. He took another step towards us, and behind us was the door of the boiler room, and there was nowhere to retreat, so the bustard and I had to move a few steps back against him. To be honest, at this time, both of us and Lao Bustard had no confidence in our hearts, and we had an inexplicable fear of this strange person in front of us.

After walking a few steps, the spy turned around, turned his back to the door and looked at the two of us, put his hands behind his waist, and let out a dry laugh again, and only after the laughter was over, he said: "Heh, contemptible people don't have that kind of patience, those people on the train were all killed by demons."

The bustard and I were stunned.

Goblin? Could it be that Liu Da's guess is not wrong, is there really a demon in the Yellow River area of Zhengzhou? But obviously, if there is a demon, it is not a good thing for us at the moment.

We continued to listen to the spy say: "Child, you should find out what is going on here, there is a demon in the Yellow River, and it is the demon who kills the passengers on the train, and this demon is called the Demon Woman." ”

"Lady of the Charm? What is that? "I'm a little confused, I don't seem to have heard of this name, but I vaguely feel some impressions, looking at the bustard's reaction, it seems to be a little shocked, it seems that I know the name of this demon. Wait a minute! I patted my head, and it suddenly dawned on me, isn't this charming woman one of the six protectors of the rumored fierce beasts?

The spy raised his head higher, a cold light flickered on his glasses, and he added: "This charm woman belongs to the charm, and the cloud of "You Tiantai Mountain Fu": It began to pass through the charm of the painting, and the land of no one was trampled. This ghost is the monster that is born from the strange gas of the mountains and forests, and the smell emitted by the corpses of many people here after they are corrupted. The predecessor of the woman was a tailor woman who wandered around the Yellow River Valley, wandering around with a bag on her back, cutting cloth and sewing clothes, doing some scattered work, no one saw her appearance clearly, she always used cloth to surround her face firmly, it is said that she was born with a deformed face, terrible. It wasn't until later that she strayed into the mountains and forests by the Yellow River, was eaten by the fierce beasts inside, and her resentment was very deep, and she turned into corpse gas, and the corpse gas stained the forest filth and turned into strange gas, and finally formed a ghost, sank to the bottom of the Yellow River, and became a demon. ”

The spy paused, stepped forward and walked in the direction with his back to the door, and said as he walked: "This charming woman is already resentful, and there are countless dead bodies in the Yellow River. This demon often turns into the appearance of his life at night and runs to the house of the people on the shore to sew clothes for people, and then reveals his original form, and directly kills these people, but does not eat the flesh, does not ** anger, only cuts off their faces and leaves, so this charming woman is called the Yellow River tailor. Later, it was rumored that the priests of the ancient tribe would take the face of a slave and throw it into the Yellow River in a red lacquered wooden coffin to pay tribute to this demon, which is the wonder of the Yellow River coffin skin mentioned in the tomb robbery line. ”

The bustard and I listened to the incredible, according to the normal theory, the demon kills people in order to greed for people's essence and essence, in order to increase the cultivation of the Tao, but this demon only takes away the skin, which is a strange talk.

The bustard asked, "What's the matter with those living corpses outside?" ”

The agent had already passed by us by this time, and continued to walk forward. After hearing this, he raised his mouth and smiled again, and said, "It's all an illusion, those corpses are just being manipulated by seeds." ”

"What's that?" The old bustard asked.

"No comment."

After the spy finished speaking, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose sharply, his head was lowered, his glasses were drooping on the bridge of his nose, and the crescent eyes looked at me through the gap in his head, revealing a contemptuous playful look.

I was about to say something, when suddenly I heard a bang, and the door of the boiler room behind me came with a bang, followed by a bang. I turned my head and looked at it, and I secretly said that something was wrong! The living corpses outside are constantly banging on the door, the boiler room is in disrepair, the door is also rusty, the whole door is not so strong, especially the rod of the latch, there are already many broken places, it was knocked out like this, it was distorted and protruded!

"Bustard! The door is going to be slammed open! "I panicked.

The old bustard also reacted immediately, slammed his body to the side of the door, stepped on the ground, and shouted: "Resist!" ”

I immediately followed suit, and pressed against the door with all my might, as if two cows were fighting in a village. The corpse outside was still pounding against the door, and the force was getting stronger and stronger, and my spine was tingling.

That's when I noticed that the agent had suddenly disappeared! Looking at the entire boiler room, there is no trace of it.

I dared to open my mouth to talk to the bustard, but suddenly I felt a force rush in from behind, and slammed the door open a gap, and then there was an uproar outside the door, and I saw a bloody head come in through the gap, and the two eyeballs on the bloody face were shaky and stared at me.