The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

"Our body, soul and train are integrated. Every time the full moon comes, we can repeat the trajectory of our life. The activity time is from eleven o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning. When the time comes, we disappear with the train and return to the depths of the canyon , listening to the rolling waves of the river, and the brand new train rumbling overhead."

Leni described it desolately: "The distance between the bustling life and us in the grave is just a canyon and a bridge."

Her father said: "Today, the miracle finally favored us. After time passed, not only did we not disappear, but we successfully disguised ourselves as passengers on the train and saw so many fresh lives.

We could kill them at any time, put on their skins like the monster in the mother's skin, and be born again from now on, but I didn't tell the other ghosts the secret. "

Cen Jin: "Isn't it because you are afraid that you won't be able to snatch it?"

Leni's father held his head high and said: "You can't slander us like this. This secret alone is enough to make the train conductor take the initiative to give us four skins, because I know more than that."

Pointing to his head, he said, "At least 5000 years of history in Western Europe are all in my brain, including some historical facts that have been dusted off by the Holy See."

Cen Jin: "Are you a historian?"

Leni's father: "In life."

Cen Jin: "What's your name?"

Leni's father: "Ea."

Cen Jin: "If you are not a slaughter house, then who is?"

Ea: "At that time, most of the people on the train were stunned and died in their sleep. There was no time to see the murderer, so many years after their death, no one knew what the Slaughter House looked like. They only knew that they were hiding in the train. The passengers disguised by the undead may be them.

We are very suspicious of the train conductor. We heard the conductor describe that he was also a family of four during his lifetime. "

Leni: "You really can't help us get off the train?"

"No." Cen Jin flatly refused, stood up and said, "You are weak, you have never been killed, I will not kill you, just be quiet and finish this journey as quietly as a chicken, and I will report to the Holy See for them to save you later. you."

The four members of Lai Ni's family expressed dissatisfaction when they heard the words, and stared at Cen Jin unkindly. Just as they were about to move, a powerful force appeared out of thin air and firmly nailed them to the iron block in the carriage.

At the same time, the screws on the joints of the discarded iron chairs were twisted several times and fell off. The iron pieces floated in the air and passed through the cheeks of Leni and Ea respectively with a muffled bang, piercing the iron sheet and stuck in the hard space. On the wall of the carriage, the end of the iron block trembled and hummed.

Leni and Ea glared at the expressionless yellow hair along the iron block, and swallowed their saliva at the same time. They were sure that if they persisted to the end, the iron block would be stuck in their heads instead of the car wall.

"We cooperate with you." They promised in low voices.

Cen Jin put them down, and the four humanoid spiders returned to their human form before his eyes.

Leni was a fair-skinned, blond girl with freckles, like a sweetheart from a pretty country movie of the late twentieth century.

Ea is the appearance of most white middle-aged men. He is tall and bloated, slightly obese. He is nearly 1.9 meters and weighs about two hundred catties. The gentle temperament soaked in literature dilutes the fierce appearance, so that people won't get the first impression that this is a butcher with domestic violence.

Ea's wife is a middle-aged woman with an ordinary, gentle and intellectual temperament. The youngest son has brown hair and freckles all over his face. Both of them have quite ordinary appearances.

This is a very ordinary family of four.

Remembering their faces, Cen Jin held the doorknob of the car, hesitated for a while and turned around to ask: "I know you died in 90, and there was no euro at that time, the question I just expressed may not be appropriate...so you didn't leave any money. Others, such as postage stamps before the 90s, British pounds, French francs and other banknotes?"

Leni: "..." She glanced at her father and got Ea's nod of approval, then pointed to the small box in the corner of the carriage and said: "At that time, the car crashed and people were killed in a big explosion, and all metal things were burned, let alone paper. Quality. But we tried our best to protect this box, which contained a lot of materials stolen from the Holy See, and a lot of postage stamps from the 70s and 80s were pasted on it.”

Cen Jin's heart was beating fast and his palms were sweating. He didn't know much about the stamp industry. He only knew that the market for old stamps + full sets + limited edition stamps was very high, with high bids and quick turnover. Getting one was a windfall.

However, he knew that it was not good luck to make a fortune, and he might have to bleed afterward, so he was vigilant.

"The price? Let me tell you first, I can't be a lamb to complete the burnt offering for you, and I'm not an exorcist priest. I'm not familiar with the business and process of salvation in the West, so I can't help you much."

"Help me deliver the box to the Pope in the Vatican and return it to them."

"That's it?"

"Correct."

"I reject."

"—Why?" Ea asked anxiously, with a puzzled expression on his face: "The Vatican is not far away, and it can be reached in a few hours. I just ask you to help return the materials in the box, and the gift far exceeds the value of this postman's delivery. Why did you refuse? Aren't you short of money?"

Cen Jin opened the door: "Because a certain prophet predicted that I would have no fortune, windfall does not belong to me, and I don't trust you."

Ignoring the stunned faces of Ealene and the other four, he slammed the door and strode forward. Suddenly, a sentence came from behind: "The information in the box is more valuable than stamps. If the Holy See of the Vatican knows that the information is in your hands, They are willing to pay [-] euros for it."

Cen Jin turned his head and saw Ding Yiqing who was leaning against the wall of the carriage. He was surprised that what he was wearing today was not a Gothic skirt and a big black umbrella, but a Gothic military uniform with some elements of German military uniform added.

Black uniform boots, symmetrical golden double-breasted buttons, gorgeous and exquisite gold-edged badge with skull and wings, thin waist tightly bound by a belt, long hair tied into a low ponytail, military cap is being worn on the top of the head, and there is a scar on his face With rimless unilateral glasses, the whole feeling of gentle scum comes out.

"Why did you change your clothes again?" He stepped back quickly and looked into the car where there were not many people: "Don't get close to me, I don't want to attract attention."

Ding Yiqing wanted to get close to him, Cen Jin quickly turned around and walked towards the next carriage, slandering in his heart who would dress like that in this day and age, good-looking is good-looking, but it is out of fashion, it is too conspicuous among the modern fashion crowd, full of contradictions.

"You didn't pay much attention to the people in the carriage along the way, did you?" Ding Yiqing walked leisurely and spoke in a leisurely manner.

At this time, a group of young men and women came rushing from the upper carriage, they seemed to be looking for the bathroom or to buy food, they just blocked Cen Jin's way and allowed him to see clearly the clothes of these people.

There are actually various styles, military uniforms, Gothic clothing, and even Lolita, Rococo and Baroque clothing and makeup with similar styles. It is a hodgepodge of fashion shows.

But Cen Jin doesn't have the illusion of traveling through time and space, only the feeling of being in a comic exhibition by mistake.

Standing among this group of young men and women, Ding Yiqing's attire was not obtrusive, but he stood out from the crowd. The addition of his face, temperament and haute couture clothes made the noisy crowd suddenly quiet when he approached.

Quietly sizing up, whispering, occasionally absent-minded, revealing a little surprise, when they walked through the aisle, someone summoned up the courage to stop them and asked Ding Yiqing if he was going to participate in the music festival, what band, what repertoire, and whether he had a representative work or a blog.

Ding Yiqing didn't respond, and someone whispered again: "Give up the conversation, don't you see that they are young lovers who are at odds?"

When Cen Jin didn't realize who the "little couple" was referring to, Ding Yiqing had already turned his head and showed a gentle smile: "I'm not a contestant in the music festival. I participated in it before, but I didn't have a representative work so I failed... What band? No name band."

The simple two or three-sentence answer completely dispelled those interested in striking up a conversation, and let Cen Jin know that they are a wandering band who like retro music from decades ago and are not popular in the market. So far, no agency is willing to find them, so they plan to finally Once at a music festival.

When the game is over, divide things up.

Didn't ask about the band but they proudly introduced: "Our band is called 'Black Sheep'."

The Black Goat Band, no wonder this band is not well-known. With such a decadent band name, they can persist for seven or eight years. It is absolutely impossible if it is not for true love.

Cen Jin didn't talk to him the whole time. After listening to the band's self-introduction, he turned and left. Ding Yiqing quickly followed and asked, "Have you been in a band before?"

"Otherwise, where do you think I got so many clothes?" Ding Yiqing took off his hat, walked through the carriage door with his head down, put it on again and said, "Customized suits, timeless classics, are more elegant and beautiful than messy slippers T-shirts and cheaper .”

It feels contained.Cen Jin thought so.

He was not very interested in clothes, so he quickly changed the subject: "Why are you in a band? Who are your teammates? You really don't remember the name of the team? Speaking of which, how did you get eliminated? Do you remember the process of being eliminated? "

Ding Yiqing only answered that the reason for joining the band was the same as theirs, and ignored all other questions. He changed the subject and turned back to the original topic: "A delivery of [-] Euros, isn't that exciting?"

Cen Jin's complexion was weary: "Ten moved but refused."

Ding Yiqing: "Even if the pile of materials is related to your mission, you still refuse?"

Cen Jin stopped, turned quickly and looked at Ding Yiqing, making sure he wasn't lying: "The mission is out?"

Ding Yiqing: "Keyword: Karen's disease."

Isn't Karen's disease the same as the red shoes incident?Many thoughts flashed through Cen Jin's mind, and finally he fixed on the information box hidden by Laini's family, and rushed to the last carriage without saying a word.

Kicking the door of the car again, and picking up the black box under the surprised eyes of the four members of Leni's family, Cen Jin didn't change his face: "After careful consideration, I still can't refuse the temptation of high postage fees, so I decided to help you deliver this box to me." To the Vatican."

Leni thanked him nonchalantly, but before she could react at all, she saw him get out of the car door, then disappeared in a flash, and chased after him in surprise, poking her head to the roof of the car, and she saw Huang Mao's back, what frightened her was Huang Mao's body There is also a dark shadow that cannot be seen clearly.

Staring at the black shadow for more than three seconds, Leni suddenly felt that her brain was eroded, and the world she saw was completely covered by this black shadow, and the colossal pressure collapsed, causing her to retreat back to the car trembling, and told her family what she saw. The image of terror.

Ea patted Leni on the shoulder and said, "You are doing well, the Lord can see your efforts for righteousness." He looked around at the family members in the car, and sang in a singing voice: "We hold justice flag, we are carrying out acts of salvation, because with the witness of God, our efforts will never be in vain."

Leni pulled her lips, and the woman and the boy made the sign of the cross: "Amen."

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The train was running at high speed, and Cen Jin ran from the last car to the fourth car and suddenly stopped, looked at the familiar canyon and tunnel ahead, and said in a low voice: "If I remember correctly, I passed through the same canyon and tunnel four times in one hour. , this train circulates on the same section.”

Ding Yiqing: "I thought that when you cross the canyon for the second time, you will find out that something is wrong."

Cen Jin: "If you find a problem, observe it carefully, and avoid making mistakes."

Ding Yiqing was walking on the roof of the carriage. Amidst the humming of the train, the sound of military boots stepping on the iron sheet was crisp and clear. A tall and tall figure passed Cen Jin and walked up to him. Looking at the canyon in the distance, he said, "Then what problem do you find now?"

Cen Jin: "Is this considered an investigation?"

Ding Yiqing: "Yes." He took out a leather notebook and a gold-edged pen and said with a smile: "Record the scoring situation. If you can't give a suitable reason, it is very likely that all members will be deducted."

Cen Jin picked the seam of his trousers with his index finger, hesitated for a moment: "Am I the one you like?"

Ding Yiqing looked up from the leather notebook, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "I am very clear about public and private."

"Shit. Help me cheat by talking about sex before."

"The music competition is not within the scope of the task. Well, don't lose your temper. Tell me quickly, or you won't have time to jump the canyon... Don't waste time asking me why I know, because I will know as soon as you come up."

Huangmao muttered that this is really nonsense.

"It only takes two hours to travel from Gaul to Luxembourg by train. Now in the past three hours, I haven't even seen a station. I passed the same canyon and tunnel four times. Before Leni told the story, I passed twice. Then She noticed the problem when she was young, so Wu Lan asked us to pay attention to her story."

Ding Yiqing: "Barely counts as one point."

Huang Mao was not happy: "Why only one point?"

Ding Yiqing: "The full score is 3 points. You should have noticed something was wrong when you stepped on the ghost train." After a pause, he said softly: "There is a team that got full marks for all members."

Huang Mao finally realized that his wording was wrong: "The mission is Karen's disease, but this train is not part of the scope of the mission. How can there be a scoring system? This train is called a ghost train? There is also a team...?" He reacted , tentatively asked: "Is this a competition site?"

Ding Yiqing: "Yes."

Huangmao took a deep breath: "But we didn't plan to compete."

Ding Yiqing: "The rule is that it is automatically activated upon entering the arena, but this is a well-known arena for rewarding points. There is no need to output force values, and there is no need to completely solve weird events. Whether you can encounter a ghost train depends entirely on luck, so there is no clear question. Answer points to score points It also depends on luck."

Cen Jin was suddenly curious: "Then are we lucky?"

Ding Yiqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Encountering a ghost train is equal to giving points to the competition. This is luck. But most people encounter a ghost train from eleven o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning, and they will find something wrong as soon as they get on the train."

Therefore, for the score point of "can you detect the abnormality of the train", others can easily get full marks, but they can only get one point.

Cen Jin pressed his chest guiltily, maybe he neutralized the luck of his teammates.

Ding Yiqing: "Besides the canyon and tunnel anomalies, what else did you find?"

Looking at the plain, Cen Jin said with distracted eyes: "There is something wrong with the passengers. At first glance, everyone is vivid and lifelike, and their lives are all in the small compartment, but if you look closely, you will find that they keep doing something repeatedly.

For example, women who coax children will repeat the behavior of coaxing children to sleep for about 40 minutes.Because the journey is long and boring, it is normal for children to wake up and sleep. In addition, the cycle time is quite long, and it is impossible to find abnormalities without a super memory.

In addition to the women coaxing the children, there are also train attendants pushing the carts, people waiting in line for the bathroom, and people who are sleeping and reading... The same actions will be repeated at the end of each 40-minute cycle, but more than half of the trains are mixed with living people. Young people who are going to participate in the music festival are noisy and lively, and they are very popular, which is more convenient for the train to disguise. "

While talking, he glanced at Ding Qingqing to take notes. Nowadays, many investigators and team leaders like to use modern equipment to record. The voice recorder is a common equipment. Few people still keep the paper document recording method of the last century.

But Ding Yiqing, who wears rimless unilateral glasses to make paper records, really looks like someone who came out of the last century.

Cen Jin stepped on tiptoe quietly, glanced at the cowhide book in Ding Yiqing's hand from the corner of his eye, and saw a beautiful handwriting, including both traditional and simplified Chinese characters. He was fascinated by the reading when Ding Qing asked: "Have you read enough?"

Huang Mao turned around immediately, swung his arms and asked, "How much is this?"

"Two points. Since others encountered the ghost train at night, there are basically no living people confused, and you..." Ding Yiqing was silent for a while, with a cold smile in his voice: "It's unfortunate, I give one point for sympathy. "

Huang Mao froze in the movement of shaking his arms, depressed: "Have you ever touched a ghost train when you came here on a mission before?"

"Yes." Ding Yiqing answered him.

Huang Mao quietly leaned over, showing curiosity: "Are all of you full marks?"

"There is a teammate in the team who is as unlucky as you. He was implicated by him and lost all his scoring points. In the end, he only got half of the full score, which is passable."

Huang Mao sighed, feeling a sense of sympathy for each other, and then realized something was wrong: "I lost all the points, how can I still get half of the points?"

"He jumped the canyon and beat up the ghost train, and the train conductor gave him half points crying."

This operation is a bit familiar.Huang Mao thought with a serious expression, and suddenly realized, isn't this what he planned to do?

However, he was luckier than Ding Yiqing's unlucky teammate. He basically didn't lose any points, and he could still pass if he got together.

"The last time you encountered a ghost train was during the day? There are also many living people?"

Ding Yiqing responded.

Huang Mao looked at him suspiciously: "The unlucky teammate you are talking about is probably yourself. You see that everyone else runs into tricks at night, but you have been in the car twice and encountered ghost trains twice during the day."

All he had to do was write the words 'you've hurt us' on his face.

"He's just like you." Ding Yiqing's voice was faint: "Occasionally, like a salted fish, he tries to turn over and resist, loses his true self, and doesn't have a consistent understanding of his own luck."

Feels taunted with strong damage.Huangmao thought silently.

"That," Huang Mao changed the subject: "You just said that there is a team with full marks, who is it?"

"The best team in the main school, and a Vatican team came here to score points. They are one point short of full marks. They are now ranked among the top three in the world."

Huang Mao didn't ask them about the team's ranking ignorantly, but Ding Yiqing kindly told him: "Your team ranks behind the top [-], the main reason is that your personal points are holding you back."

Huangmao subconsciously picked between his fingers, and suddenly wondered: "Wait - that black box of Leni's?"

"You're not the first."

Huangmao started to suffocate. It turns out that it is also a cycle for Lainey's family to find someone to help transport the black box?Is this called diversification?He's just one of the stocks selected by the family of four, and it's still the one with a sluggish rise, right?

Ding Yiqing coughed, put the back of his hand to his lips, laughed so that his shoulders trembled, and said with some consolation: "Everyone else refused, only you got the black box."

Huang Mao: "I'm the only idiot who threw himself into the trap?"

Ding Yiqing hugged Huang Mao's shoulder and said in a low voice: "They didn't receive the task of 'Garron's Disease', so it's normal to be cautious about refusing it. You also refused it at the beginning, didn't you?"

Huangmao: "I have a heartbeat."

Ding Yiqing: "Others are not moved because they have money."

The yellow-haired lips moved, and even his eyebrows lost their vitality in frustration.

Ding Yiqing stared at him carefully, then turned his head suddenly, coughed twice, held back his laughter very hard, and shook Huangmao's shoulder vigorously: "By the way, the father of the family of four is a historian, why don't you recruit him?" Into the mountains and seas of Kunlun?"

Kunlun lacks talents for compiling history books. When Cen Jin heard that Ea claimed to be a historian, he was quite moved, but he never planned to recruit a family of four.

"Because they believe in Judaism, I don't want Shanhai Kunlun to become a church for cultivating believers in God."

The family of four, Leni, are obviously overly fanatical religious believers. They cannot believe all the information they reveal, and their expressions are abnormally excited when they mention the Lamb and the Savior.

The more important point is that they refused to save the 'grandmother' back then (now no one can be sure whether this grandmother is possessed by a real monster as Lainey said), and choosing Cen Jin as the victim can completely kill her. Surrounded and killed him without hesitation, and said 'we will not be guilty' without changing his face afterwards.

That line is scarier than Leni's story.

Twisted and fanatical religious believers use the name of God to exercise the power of judgment at will, interpret the Bible arbitrarily, and complete a killing. They take it for granted that they are "not guilty of sin, this is a righteous act."

This is the most terrifying place.

"Other than that, they shouldn't have lied."

It's just that their brains and cognition are not normal, so the information revealed is very different from the truth.

For example, the grandmother who controlled and beat them may just have a violent temper. The Leni family couldn't bear the crime of manslaughter and neglect, so they woven their brains into a monster possessing their parents, and what they killed was not the grandmother, but a monster.

This is not a sin, but an act of redemption.

For some reason, Cen Jin felt that this speculation might be the truth.

Ding Yiqing: "A word of caution, the dead on the train are only limited by the cycle of behavior, and the memory has not been cleared."

In other words, train necromancers have memories of 30 years after death.

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The author has something to say:

Black goat: symbolizes the incarnation of the devil.Other meanings include: black sheep, prodigal son.Not a good word.