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I looked at the woman in front of me again, she must not be under Yan Pianqian's family, but like Bai Rui's demon warlock clan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info did not speak. The hands were knotted with mudras.

When the young husband saw my handprint, his face became gloomy, "So you're pretending to be a ghost!" ”

I looked at my angry young husband in front of me in amazement. Seeing him pointing at me and angrily said, "What are you doing, a cow, a ghost, a snake god!" How did you kill this carload of people? I couldn't help but be speechless. He shouted again, "Someone! Comrade Conductor! Someone killed someone here! ”

"Don't shout nonsense, don't you, you know what!" I shouted at him with a frown. The woman with heavy makeup looked at me and smiled darkly.

His shouting made me speechless, "I only need the protection of Marxism-Leninism, and I also have the protection of the country, and I don't need you to protect you as a big rope jumper!" You're a murderer! Someone! ”

Don't shout no.

Suddenly, I smelled a strong smell of corpses, mixed with blood, and I couldn't help but look at the side of the smell. I saw that the headless corpse had already sat up from the bed, and the corpse on the bed next to it also opened its eyes and sat up.

When the young husband saw the corpse on the bed and sat up, thinking that it was just a dead man, he immediately began to shout again, "Comrades, come and catch this murderer!" ”

At this time, the young monk and the old Taoist priest behind the young husband stood up one after another, including the aunt and the woman with heavy makeup, and looked in the other direction of the carriage together.

I saw that in the dark depths of the carriage, a pale arm stretched out and grabbed the edge of the carriage. I opened my eyes, stared at the arm, and swallowed. The heart was beating irregularly again.

The arm was lowered, and a woman in a train uniform stood at the entrance of the carriage. Although I am an internist, I can't help but gag when I see the woman's appearance. The woman had a horrific wound on her right shoulder that stretched from the shoulder to her abdomen, almost splitting the whole person in half. From this huge wound, the woman's internal organs can be clearly seen. The heart was still beating, but every time it beats, some black liquid is squirted. There was only a bit of flesh left in her head. He looks like he is wearing a conductor's uniform.

I could see a blue ghost flashing behind her, as if a spirit was about to emerge from her body at any moment.

She opened her mouth and seemed to scream, but only her body made a fluttering sound. I looked closely at the shape of her mouth, and she shouted, "Who killed someone?" ”

As soon as she spoke, the flesh and blood connected to the blood could no longer support it, and the head was spread flat on the shoulders of her body. The stench is even stronger. He was still moving his feet towards me with his mouth open.

My heart tightened, and I began to recite a mantra in my heart.

The old Taoist priest made a mudra, and the young monk folded his hands together, and began to chant something silently in his mouth, and the young husband did not look back, and when he saw the monk beside him chanting a word, he began to shout again: "Comrades, there are a few people here who are pretending to be gods, they must be counter-revolutionaries, they are spies!" Kill people by pretending to be a god! You murderer, I won't let you succeed! After saying that, he rushed up and grabbed my hands with the knotted mudra.