Zhang Peng quietly returned to the third carriage in the rear, and suddenly his mind moved, summoning twelve sword and shield soldiers to separate him from Lao Wan. It is impossible for him to kill Lao Wan because he is suspicious, so he can only control the other party first.

"Brother Peng, who are you?" Lao Wan hesitated, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Don't worry, confirm something." Zhang Peng said, and six sword and shield soldiers stepped forward and surrounded Lao Wan. Then, Zhang Peng took the other six to the junction of the carriages.

In sight, the backs of the corpses of seven conductors appeared. Relying on a vague spiritual connection, Zhang Peng could conclude that the six living corpses in front of him were the sword and shield soldiers he had summoned.

"Turn Round......

Zhang Peng ordered, and the bodies of the six conductors turned around in unison. Sure enough, it was just an illusion.

So, what happens if you let them come over now?

Thinking like this, Zhang Peng ordered again, and the bodies of the six conductors walked towards him neatly.

10 meters ...... Twenty meters ......

Looking at the six living corpses with hollow eye sockets and withered faces walking towards him, Zhang Peng was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he was hesitating whether to continue to get closer. Suddenly, six living corpses disappeared one after another, as if they had walked into nothingness.

Where did they go?

The fourth carriage!

Zhang Peng hurriedly walked back, and saw that Lao Wan's side was empty, and the sword and shield soldiers surrounding him were gone.

"Lao Wan, what about them?" Zhang Peng asked.

Lao Wan pointed behind him a little blankly. Zhang Peng immediately took the remaining sword and shield soldiers over, and soon found the six sword and shield soldiers who had disappeared in the fourth carriage.

"recover......recall"

Twelve tin cans turned into white mist and flew back into his pocket.

"How?" Lao Wan followed and asked.

Zhang Peng stood in place, raised his hand, and made a "wait" gesture. A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

He kept recalling everything he had just seen, the rope, the old man, the carriage, the corpse of the conductor, and the disappearance......

Gradually, he thought of a detail. The six visions disappeared when they were about to step into the junction of the carriages.

Door......

Yes, they all disappeared at the door!

Zhang Peng couldn't help but think of a possibility, that is, a "one-way space portal". Suppose there is a spatial portal at the junction between car 3 and car 2, and if you enter from the front, you will be transported back between car 3 and car 4, then everything can be explained.

In the presence of the "cloth rope", the space was abnormal, so he saw the hallucination. As for why the hallucinations occur, it is likely that the uncertainty caused by the "spatial paradox" is the factor.

So, how to solve the problem of the portal?

Quite simply, during the parade of the conductor's corpses, the portal will be temporarily closed, and they will be able to take the opportunity to enter the second car. From the previous situation, it can be preliminarily inferred that Zhang Xiaochi sneaked into the No. 2 carriage while the living corpse was capturing several young people.

Then, Zhang Peng told Lao Wan about his discovery.

"It's a little confusing, but I trust your judgment." Lao Wan said sincerely.

"I can only wait until the evening......" Now that the next move has been determined, the two sat down and drank water to rest.

A few hours later, night fell, and the scene outside the window was still the endless Gobi Desert, uninhabited.

The two waited silently, and another few hours passed.

"Wow......"

The grinding sound of metal pulleys came from the depths of the tunnel. Looking through the moonlight, a small food cart was pushed through the darkness, followed by the withered arms of the train attendants.

Zhang Peng half-squinted his eyes and observed the corpses with the corner of his eye. The corpses passed by one by one, and when it was almost over, Zhang Peng suddenly thought, when will the portal be reopened?

There are only two possibilities, one is the moment the corpse group leaves, and the other is that it will be opened for a period of time after the corpse group leaves. In the case of the former, it is necessary to enter the second compartment before the last body leaves.

Why did several young people die, but Zhang Xiaochi escaped?

Obviously, if you want to be safe, you have to enter before the corpses leave. Seeing that the corpse parade was at the end, Zhang Peng glanced at Lao Wan. Immediately after, twelve sword and shield soldiers appeared out of thin air, and the corpses immediately reacted, stretching out their withered arms, opening their yellow fangs and mouths, and rushing towards them.

I saw a sword and shield soldier raise a heavy shield and slam it over, hitting the head of a living corpse into his chest, while another sword and shield soldier drew a short sword and stabbed the living corpse in the heart.

However, these living corpses are surprisingly difficult, even if their heads are smashed flat and their chests are penetrated, they still hold on to the intruders and bite wildly. Due to the narrow passage of the carriage, soldiers and living corpses were crowded together, hand-to-hand combat, and the weapon had no room to wield at all, but the teeth had more advantages.

"Let's go!" Taking advantage of the gap between the two sides, Zhang Peng took Lao Wan to drill backwards and entered a new carriage.

Why is it new? Because like the fifth car, there is an iron door that opens.

Looking outward, the situation is critical. The first three sword and shield soldiers were crushed to their seats by the corpses, and they frantically bitten. One of them appeared to be so badly injured that he turned into a white mist and flew to his companion behind.

"Quick, close the door!" Zhang Peng shouted, and the two of them joined forces and slowly pushed the heavy iron door.

When there was still a gap left, Zhang Peng summoned the sword and shield soldiers back. The target of the corpse group suddenly emphasized, and they yelled and pounced in this direction.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the corpses were finally isolated.

The two gasped, but they didn't dare to relax, quickly turned on the flashlight and looked behind them.

"Hiss......" both of them gasped at the same time. I saw that the sides of the carriage were full of coffins, and I couldn't see the end.

The two glanced at each other, although they had been mentally prepared, but when they really came in, they were still a little scared. In this kind of place, Zhang Peng didn't dare to go ahead. He summoned the sword and shield soldiers first, examined them, and after recovering them, summoned the skeleton assassins.

The sword and shield soldiers lost two, and the rest also suffered varying degrees of damage, some with broken armor, and some with broken hands and lame legs. It may be necessary to replenish the aura again before it can be restored.

Next, the skeleton assassin walked in front, Zhang Peng followed behind, and Lao Wan followed last, exploring forward.

Looking left and right, the coffin is very old, the surface is very badly corrupted, and there is a lot of spider silk wrapped around it, as if it has been hundreds of years old. The windows above the coffin were all nailed to the wooden boards and sealed tightly.

There was a faint smell of dust in the air, as if entering a dry, old building.

Most of the coffins had their lids open, and they were empty, presumably the bodies of the parade conductors. As for the ones that are tightly closed, they are a little frightening. Especially when passing by, I can't help but worry about whether there will be a living corpse suddenly coming out.

"Whoa......

The two of them were walking, and suddenly there was a soft sound behind them, which turned out to be the sound of the coffin lid sliding!

Two flashlight beams shone at the same time, and a coffin lid was pushed open. However, after waiting for a while, nothing crawled out.

Zhang Peng glanced at Lao Wan, who nodded in agreement and moved over cautiously. As soon as the beam of the flashlight shone in, a trembling voice came from inside.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... I'm Ah Chi ......"

Then I saw a figure, holding his hands up, it was Zhang Xiaochi.

"Say, what's going on!" Zhang Peng pulled out his pistol and pointed at Ah Chi and said.

"I ...... I ......" Ah Chi looked at the muzzle of the black hole, raised his hands, and stammered, "That night, I ...... I took advantage of the conductor passing by, and I ...... And I ran in, and I ...... I didn't dare to go forward, and I was afraid that they would come back, so I ...... opened a coffin and hid ...... Hide in there......"

"How do you know they won't use your current coffin, and if you tell another lie, you're dead!" Zhang Peng grabbed a flaw and shouted.

"I ...... I moved a close and found that there were no bodies inside, so I ...... ...... who hid in it," Ah Chi said with a sad face, "I...... I didn't lie to you......"

"Go open a coffin and have a look." Zhang Peng's pistol moved and pointed at another closed coffin.

"This ......," Ah Chi hesitated.

"Quick!" Zhang Peng raised his pistol and urged.

Ah Chi had no choice but to hang his head in resignation, went to the side of the coffin, fumbled for a while, and pushed open the lid of the coffin. Lao Wan looked inward, turned around and shook his head at Zhang Peng, indicating that there was no body.

"Let's go, you're in front of you." Zhang Peng raised his pistol again. Subsequently, he gave Ah Chi a flashlight, asked the other party to explore the way in front, and followed him five meters away with a flashlight and pistol. The skeleton assassin he put away, so as not to consume energy.

"Click......"

The footsteps of the three of them echoed in the deep and dark carriage. I walked forward for nearly twenty minutes, but I didn't even reach the end. The coffins on both sides gradually went from being partially open, partially closed, to completely closed.

That is, there are a large number of corpses here, and the parade ones are only a small part of them.

"Brother Peng...... I...... I'm just a little person, Rao ...... Spare me......" Ah Chi pleaded quietly as he walked.

"Don't be verbose, be careful that I jump on you with one shot!" Zhang Peng said in a deep voice, his tone was extremely ruthless, making Ah Chi, who was walking in front, tremble, and did not dare to speak again. This kind of two-faced villain, pitiful like a dog, arrogant like a dog, there is a saying, "The son is a wolf in the middle of the mountain, and his ambition is rampant." So, the villain can't sympathize at all.

Sympathize with beggars, it's a big deal to break a little wealth, sympathize with villains, and be careful of being bitten back.

"Work hard, I won't be difficult for you, and I'll take you with me." Zhang Peng suddenly sighed and said earnestly.

The art of controlling people lies in the combination of grace and power. Now he can use Ah Chi, if he wants to make the other party work hard, he has to let the other party see hope. Just like slaves in ancient times, there was always a length of service, and as long as they were willing to work hard, they had a chance to be free. Another example is the Qinglou woman, who has sold enough skin and flesh, earned enough silver, and has a chance to redeem herself.

However, among the 1,000 slaves, 999 had already died of exhaustion before they reached their age limit, and most of the Qinglou women were also destroyed before they ransomed.

However, hope is still to be given. Those who drowned, even if they knew that the floating rice stalks could not save him, would pull them.

Survival is the instinct of species.

As expected, when Ah Chi heard this, he immediately recovered most of his spirits, thanked Dadedi, nodded and bowed, and expressed his loyalty, "Brother Peng, as long as you can not blame the past, I am a good gun." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Peng nodded in agreement. But from beginning to end, the muzzle of his gun never left Ah Chi's back, even for half a second.