"Oh my God, how long is this carriage?" After walking forward for a while, Lao Wan finally couldn't help it and shouted in a trembling voice. Before, when I looked at it from the outside, it was the same as an ordinary carriage, but I didn't expect it to be so big inside.

"It's supposed to be mustard seed space, nothing strange." Zhang Peng said. He'd seen it in the giant coffin and wouldn't be surprised.

"This thing really exists...... Lao Wan sighed.

"Even this undead train has it, what else is impossible?" Zhang Peng smiled and asked rhetorically.

"That's right." Lao Wan nodded and said,

"Boom la la ......"

As he spoke, there was a sudden sound of a wooden plank sliding in front of him. The three of them stopped at the same time, and in the beam of the incandescent flashlight, the coffin lids on both sides in front of them were slowly sliding to the side. Seeing this, the three immediately squatted down and hid behind the coffin on the side. The beam of the flashlight is also adjusted to the weakest.

When I looked at it, I saw figures crawling out of the coffin and staggering forward. Through the beam of the flashlight, it can be seen that they are wearing shabby canvas overalls, which are completely different from the conductor's.

"Let's go, let's have a look." Zhang Peng waved his hand and motioned for Ah Chi to go ahead. The latter's eyes were frightened, and his lips squirmed twice, but in the end he did not speak, and bowed his head and followed.

In this way, the three of them bent on their waists, followed behind a group of living corpses, and slowly walked forward.

About ten minutes later, an iron gate appeared in front of it, and as the living corpse approached, the iron gate slowly rose upwards with a dull grinding sound.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Sneer......"

When the iron door opened, there was a burst of steam turbine turning and the sound of deflating from inside.

"Keep up......" Ah Chi was stunned, Zhang Peng pushed him and whispered.

Ah Chi had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow a few meters away from the last living corpse and walk towards the door.

......At this moment, the iron gate suddenly fell slowly. Zhang Peng saw that it was wrong, and immediately pulled Lao Wan towards the door. Because the speed of the two was too fast, and in a hurry, they collided headlong with Ah Chi in front of them and fell into a ball.

"Boom!" The three of them rolled forward, finally entering the next carriage before the iron door fell.

Perhaps it was because the noise was too loud, but the living corpses were not alarmed by the sound, and they all lowered their heads and walked forward step by step.

The three of them turned on their flashlights and shone them around. On the right side of the front, there is a small passage that can only be passed by one person. The living corpses lined up and entered the passage one by one. According to the structure of the steam train, this was supposed to be a place to load coal and water.

After waiting for a while, the living corpses of the workers entered the small passage one after another, and Zhang Peng summoned the skeleton assassins and followed them.

About fifteen minutes later, the Skeleton Assassin returned. Zhang Peng's mind conjured up a huge steam boiler, several stories high, and several living corpses were surrounding the furnace, throwing coal blocks into it.

To the left of the boiler, there is a small door that reads "Train conductor's room".

Zhang Peng was immediately overjoyed, this is it!

He asked Lao Wan and Ah Chi to wait here, and then got into the small passage. It was a semi-enclosed passageway, with no glass windows on the sides, and it was completely transparent, and the strong wind blew through the ears. Under the moonlight, outside is the endless Gobi Desert, and the dead grass rolls around, a desolate scene.

Zhang Peng didn't have time to enjoy the scenery outside, so he walked quickly with his waist bent and soon came to the boiler room. Sticking to the wagons of the train, he walked around the corpses of the workers, and came to the side of the small door.

He glanced left and right, made sure that he didn't have the idea of causing the corpses, held the doorknob, and twisted it tentatively, but he didn't expect that with a "click", it opened directly.

Looking inside, it was a very small room, only a few square meters, a shelf bed, a desk, a chair, a window, and that's it.

The inside seemed to be quite clean, there was no dust on the ground, Zhang Peng squeezed in sideways, closed the door, and then "snapped" and plugged in the door pin.

The table was clean and spotlessly clean, the bed was clean and the quilt was neatly folded.

Looking further on the table, there is a notebook with a dark blue cover in the middle, which is engraved with the four big characters "Driving Diary".

Zhang Peng pulled out the table and chair, sat down, and turned the first page of the notebook, on which a paragraph was written in beautiful pen characters.

"The encounter on the journey is the most romantic thing in the world - Richard Linklater."

Turning the next page, it was full of a kind of characters that he had never seen before, both letters and ancient Latin symbols, Zhang Peng couldn't understand it, so he continued to flip.

The paper feels very new, and it makes a lot of noise when it is turned over. After turning about one-fifth, a new string began to appear, a new handwriting, although it was composed of Arabic letters, but I don't know which Chinese language, Zhang Peng still can't understand it.

Later, there were different characters and different handwritings, and there were even those in Dongying. Turning to the middle part, there was finally a square text that Zhang Peng could understand - Chinese. But it's not a modern language, but a bit of a classical Chinese feeling.

On March 17, 1961, I am now the commander of the car, and I will be conscientious and do my part.

On March 18, 1961, I slept less last night and woke up at midnight. Looking out the window, I have arrived at the Zhongzhou Mansion. Stop for maintenance and leave in three days.

On March 21, 1961, two passengers did not get on the train in time and died, and two tickets needed to be reissued.

On March 22, 1961, there was an abnormal noise in the cargo compartment and I went to inspect it.

On March 22, 1961, the cause was found out, the original seal was aging, and it was sealed with a Taoist symbol, which was resolved.

On March 22, 1961, a passenger lost his mind and died through the window, and the number of reissued tickets increased to three.

On March 23, 1961, at the end of the day, the bronze spoon ordered all the spirits to bathe in the light of the moon and recuperate.

March 24, 1961, ......

……

Zhang Peng continued to flip back, and finally turned to the latest place.

On April 15, 2013, there was an abnormal noise in the cargo compartment and went to check.

It's all blank underneath. Apparently, the conductor went to the cargo compartment to check, maybe something happened on the way and never came back. Zhang Peng flipped through the front again, all of which were trivial matters, and mentioned that "there was a strange noise from the cargo compartment", there were dozens of places, and the reasons and handling methods were similar, all of which were "the original seal was aging" and "then sealed with Taoist symbols".

It can be seen that the conductor goes to the freight car to deal with the problem, which is one of the daily tasks.

So, what is the reason why the conductor who performs his daily work has not been able to come back? Did you leave here, or did you get tangled in something, or did you die?

This is a question that no one can answer him. Putting down the driving diary, there is a fountain pen and a jar of blue and black ink on the table, the fountain pen is very old, and the cap is worn in many places, but the style is very common and not very valuable. The ink is "cyan years", and it is sold outside, and it costs two yuan a can.

Open the top drawer, there are some bottles and cans, and when you open it, you can see all kinds of tea. Open another one, and there will be pipe tobacco, as well as various small items. The third and last one contains some medicines, such as bezoar detoxification tablets, Yunnan Baiyao, etc., which are all common.

Squat down and look at the bottom of the bed, spotlessly clean and empty.

didn't find anything worth paying attention to, Zhang Peng flipped through the driving diary again and quickly skimmed it again.

This time, he found something worth paying attention to. In his diary, the conductor mentions several times that the "copper key" can "command the spirits", or "make an emergency stop", or "open the secret cabinet". This thing, a bit of a "train captain's key", seems to have a lot of privileges.

Zhang Peng flipped through it and found nothing worth paying attention to. Looking up, there was a hint of morning light outside the window, and it was almost dawn.

He rummaged through it again, and found that nothing but the pipes in the second drawer were of much value or anything special. So he put the pipe in the small pocket on the side of his backpack, and when he got back, he would find someone to identify it and see if it was worth it.

Then, he went out the door. Turning his head, he saw that the living corpses of the workers were still carrying the coals and throwing them into the stove, their movements slow and stiff, and they did not notice this.

Zhang Peng cautiously closed the door, and then bent his waist, clinging to the train wagon, and returned along the same road.

"How's that, how's that?" Seeing Zhang Peng coming back, Lao Wan asked a little anxiously.

"Find some clues, and we'll talk about it when we get back." Zhang Peng prevaricated with a word, and then asked Ah Chi to go ahead and return to the second car.

The windows closed by wooden planks let in rays of light. Even if you don't have a flashlight, you can barely see. The coffins on both sides are still a little oozing.

The three of them walked lightly, for fear that the sound of footsteps would alarm the sleeping corpses. About an hour later, they returned to car number four and sat down by the iron gate to rest. The only way to get out of here is to wait for the conductor's corpse to parade and run out the door the moment it opens.

Judging from the previous situation, the first living corpse would not appear until a few seconds after the iron door opened. That is, they have two to three seconds, which shouldn't be hard.

"Brother Peng, I used to be blind with dog eyes, I didn't know the height of Mount Tai, and I didn't know the magnificence of the sea. For the sake of my meritorious work in opening the road just now, spare me......" Shortly after he sat down, Ah Chi chattered.

"You, you......" Lao Wan pointed to Ah Chi and said, "You are too smart, you see the wind and make the rudder, see the profit and forget the righteousness, and fall behind." You can't be ...... like this."

"Alas......" Ah Chi didn't argue, just lowered his head and sighed blindly.

"I see......" Lao Wan looked at Zhang Peng and persuaded, "Brother Peng, everyone is young. Who can not make mistakes when they are young? You have a lot of adults, so don't worry about a little deflated like him. ”

Zhang Peng didn't answer, turned his head to look at Ah Chi, and said, "I'm still the same sentence, you work hard." If I want to turn around and go, I will definitely take you with me. Although I, Zhang Peng, am not a good person, I still speak well. ”

Ah Chi raised his head and opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

"Brother Da Dong has been killed by me......" Zhang Peng said lightly. Ah Chi suddenly looked frightened and looked at a loss. At this time, Zhang Peng patted him on the shoulder again and said, "But you are different from him." He's a murderer, I can't believe it, so I'm sorry......"

Ah Chi was stunned, finally nodded, and did not speak again.