The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Who is it?

Boss Long’s Fate Fragments and Ding Yiqing revealed some information when they collected the Fate Fragments. It can be seen that they had been to Northern Europe and entered the story club by mistake.

The story will be dominated by the powerful Nordic warriors, the Spin of Destiny. Maybe it is the Nordic gods who have the Spin of Destiny who lured Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing to the Nordic Kingdom of the Dead at this moment.

In European Greek mythology and Norse mythology, the god who controls fate is the goddess of fate. Who is the person behind the scenes?

Why is it aimed at him and Ding Yiqing?

Huang Mao couldn't figure it out, living in a time and space where nothing had happened in the past, the amount of information was as little as a drop in the ocean, and he couldn't figure out the reason no matter what.

At this time, a figure stopped in front of their table and said, "Is there anyone else in the seat next to you?"

The three looked up and saw a blond girl looking at them with a sweet smile. They sat down when they got a reply of 'no one' and introduced themselves first: "My name is Leni."

The three didn't react much. Cen Jin and Ding Qingqing nodded and continued to bite their ears. Pat leaned against the car window and tried to record the music inspiration. Lai Ni smiled reluctantly. Knowing that Leni had them as prey.

Having said that, it is understandable for the blond Lai Ni to forget Cen Jin more than 20 years later, but why did she also forget Ding Yiqing, which led to choosing them as prey again.

And the only people who were unlucky to encounter the ghost train at the beginning were Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing. Boss Long and the others were not there. Fortunately, he heard Ding Yiqing's vague reply and thought that the two teams had the same experience. It turned out that there were still discrepancies in the details.

For example, I also participated in a music festival and took the same train to Luxembourg, but it was not the same thing before and after.

The two incidents and the two teams encountered the ghost train that should have appeared at night in broad daylight. They used the method of elimination to rule out other people, leaving only Ding Yiqing and Cen Jin. Either he was too 'lucky' or Ding Yiqing had bad luck.

Huang Mao puffed up his chest and raised his chin and thought, comparing the experience of the two of them, Ding Yiqing is a bit miserable, and he must be the one with bad luck.

"Have you ever heard of the death train?"

The blond Lainey really started her performance, and successfully attracted the curiosity of Ding Yiqing and the others. She slowly explained the strangeness of this train, and the content will not be repeated. Anyway, after listening to one sentence, Huang Mao can say the next sentence.

But at this time, the three of Cen Jin listened to it for the first time, and they were very interested, especially when Pat was inspired, he specially composed a gloomy bgm, which made the shade climb up his back in broad daylight.

Cen Jin took out his mobile phone and checked: "There is really news about the death train!" He leaned into Ding Yiqing's ear and whispered, "There is a record in the forum, it is one of the exam questions on the European side, not our exam room, so I haven't seen it before. If you accidentally enter the examination room by mistake, even after you graduate, you have to log in with your student ID to pass the pass, and if you fail to pass the pass, the nearby church can come to save your life... Tsk, that would be too embarrassing."

Ding Yiqing: "Nine years have passed since the accident happened in 90. Why didn't the church come to deal with it?"

Cen Jin: "It's harmless, and it can be used as an examination room. I guess it's too tricky to solve."

Blonde Lenny's eyes rolled around, staring at the two people who were whispering to each other, smiling on the face, scolding the dog man in his heart, showing such intimacy in front of her, he really deserves to be burned to death, it's all the fault of the present Times are showing less and less respect for God.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

After saying that, he got up and walked towards the bathroom, where there was a long queue, and looking into the aisle, someone was playing cards, someone was talking in a low voice, and the heart-piercing cries of the children were causing headaches, and their father would The hat was on her face and she couldn't hear her. The mother was irritatingly coaxing the crying child and yelling at another child who was running. There seemed to be a dispute in the bathroom.

The train rumbled out of the tunnel, the sun was shining brightly instantly, and the green plains on both sides of the window were like endless blankets, spread to the horizon, connecting with the blue sky and white clouds.

No matter how you look at this vibrant scene, it can’t be hooked with the eerie ghost train. Cen Jin relaxes his body and mind, leaning on the back of the chair with sleepy eyes, and suddenly thinks of something: “Hey, did you bring the Tang Dao in the ghost ship? Out?"

Ding Yiqing: "That knife is not bad."

Cen Jin snorted and said, "You kept it private."

Ding Yiqing: "The head office will treat it as scrap copper or iron, or it will be stolen and auctioned privately. It is better to keep it in my hands and treasure it."

He loves to collect antiques and quirky items.

Cen Jin closed his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Your sword skills are quite good, let's discuss it another day..."

Ding Yiqing responded, lowered his eyes, his pupils reflected Cen Jin who had fallen asleep, Cen Jin was sleeping on his arm in a familiar way, with one hand resting on the table, holding the small mobile phone.

The sun was a bit dazzling, Ding Yiqing asked Pat to help put down the car curtain.

The curtains of the car are blinds, and scattered and distinct light and shadows come in, and the light and shadows also fall on Cen Jin's body, face, and lips. Poke Cen Jin's lips, are they so soft?

Pat plucked the strings, and the melodious notes came out. Ding Yiqing, who was still a young man of literature and art, could tell that this was an old song when he heard it. It was about secret love, about the beginning of love, like the sun in the summer afternoon, the green trees And flowers and plants, like the wind blowing through the blue sky and white clouds, the young man whizzed by his crush on a bicycle, interpreting his arrogant, passionate and bright crush.

The journey is boring, the environment is noisy, and it is not a place where you can sleep deeply. Cen Jin only wakes up after about ten minutes of drowsiness. Looking at Pat, who is recording inspiration, he is lost in thought, and suddenly said: "Where are you from?"

Pat shook his head: "I'm wandering around, and my hometown is long gone."

If there is no war, how can the hometown disappear?

"It should have been pushed clean by a forklift and razed to the ground." Pat raised his head and smiled: "I was born in a slum where stowaways gather, and the motherland where my biological mother and father live has never been set foot, so I would really like to visit it if I have the chance. "

"Feel sorry."

Pat smiled and said it was nothing, and when he was interested, he asked if there were any classic songs that he could play and sing along with. He regretted it as soon as he said it, he forgot how "amazing" Cen Jin's singing voice was.

Seeing Cen Jin's rise, Pat quickly threw the question to Ding Yiqing, who was silent, and said dryly against Cen Jin's plaintive Wanniang face: "...you recommend a Chinese song, and I will learn it together...haha, let's learn together .”

Cen Jin: "I can teach you."

Pat: "How can I bother you? Mr. Ding will do."

Cen Jin was not happy: "Are you jealous of me?" He frowned, and said in a low voice: "There is no need, I will not take your job, and I am not going to debut as a singer."

Pat twitched his cheeks, pulled the corners of his lips, and said with a half-smile: "Come on, come on."

He handed the guitar to Cen Jin, and Cen Jin took it generously. He stopped and hurriedly asked what the piece he was playing was called.

Cen Jin held his head high and held his chest high: "Our Chinese classic, "Farewell."

Pat looked bewildered.

Ding Yiqing couldn't control his disgusted expression and gaze, Cen Jin said unwillingly when he saw it, "What do you mean?"

Ding Yiqing: "The music is composed in other countries, but the lyrics are from China."

"Really?" Cen Jin was a little surprised. What about a classic song, but for him the lyrics of this song are the most important, so he told Pat the meaning of the lyrics: "I must learn classic songs in elementary school. At the end of the semester, the teachers and classmates who said goodbye to each other will sing this song. For us Chinese, the songs must pay attention to words and music, neither of which is indispensable. Intense and endless aftertaste.”

He was talking endlessly, Pat wasn't serious at first, but when he listened carefully, he found that Cen Jin was speaking in an orderly manner, so he discussed with him, occasionally inserted a sentence or two, and finally learned word by word. lyrics.

Ding Yiqing took the guitar that Cen Jin handed over when he was talking about rising, and played a few notes first. It was a bit unsuitable for lyrical pieces, but he had to make do with it, and played the piece "Farewell".

Pat knows the original song as soon as he listens to the song. The song composed about a hundred years ago is also a classic in the European and American music circles. With Cen Jin's explanation and open-minded lyrics, he has a new feeling.

The whole morning was spent learning songs. Pat's language talent is excellent, he quickly mastered the lyrics, and sang well.

At the same time, Cen Jin noticed something strange: "That Leni went to the bathroom and hasn't come back yet?"

Ding Yiqing said with a sigh of relief: "I just wanted to say that we have been wandering in this canyon. Some passengers in the carriage behaved and spoke like a well-established program, which was repeated every once in a while. When the train passed a certain During a section of the track, some people showed horrific death."

Cen Jin thought of something, "Fuck, no way."

Ding Yiqing: "Congratulations, we have been recruited, first log in to the forum to check in, and find out if there is a way to leave."

Cen Jin picked up the phone and tried it twice, then glanced at Ding Yiqing: "There is no signal."

Ding Yiqing was speechless for a while.

Pat carefully glanced at the two of them: "What happened?"

Cen Jin took a deep breath: "Something happened." Immediately, he jumped up, stepped on the seat and carefully watched the other people on the train: "Don't worry, we will solve it, just don't run around."

Ding Yiqing took out the Tang knife that he carried with him, and Cen Jin spread his palms: "I have a box in my luggage, and there is a disassembled horse-chopping knife in it, help me take it out—quick, it's more convenient for you outside."

Huang Maozhi took people for granted, Ding Yiqing was too lazy to bother with him, so he took the luggage from above, rummaged through and found a simple wooden box half a person's height and handed it to him.

Cen Jin carried it on his back, and in the luggage was his gun and his legal gun certificate. Both of them were weapons he was used to. He didn’t bring them into the ghost ship last time because the investigation was too strict. He was not allowed to bring it on board, but the security check on the train was not so strict, so it just came in handy to let him bring it in in a muddle.

"Find someone who is familiar with ghost trains to ask about the situation, and then prescribe the right medicine."

"Who are you looking for?" Cen Jin asked.

"Blonde Lenny."

The bored Huangmao watched as they found the blond Leni who was about to enter the last carriage. Inside, they found bottles and jars full of stumps and a family of four. It was easy to know their identities.

Knowing the mystery of the ghost train from their mouths, and knowing that all the ghosts on the train were persecuted by the Slaughter House before and after death, the two decided to capture the thief and the king first, and planned to kill the Slaughter House.

The House of Slaughter hides among train ghosts and living people, and is tricked out by Ding Yiqing. In a panic, he sneaks into the cab of the train and is not bound by the time loop of the train. Cen Jin guesses that killing them may solve the time loop of the train , so he pursued and killed him relentlessly, holding a saber and almost splitting the front of the car in half.

The House of Slaughter had encountered many extraordinary people before, none of them were as thorny as the yellow hair, and they chased after them, but they could really threaten them. Running towards the sparkling Rhine, Cen Jin grabbed the saber from behind and chopped down.

Like a crane, the raised white legs are the crane's wings, the tip of the wing skimmed the white clouds, and drew an elegant arc in mid-air, holding the black handle with both hands, forming a shape with the shiny silver blade. Extremely sharp chromatic aberration.

Then with a knife down, if a long rainbow pierces the sun, the mountain breaks and the river splits, and the Rhine River blows up three feet high, like a sun raining, accompanied by a beautiful rainbow.

Cen Jin, who was carrying a saber, came from the rainbow. Ding Yiqing stood on the top of the Mercedes-Benz train car and looked at him.

Below Ding Yiqing, with the car window open, Pat stared at the whole process of Cen Jin beheading the Slaughter House with pure admiration, plucked the strings, and played an ancient song praising heroes.

The melodious music is blown to the plain with the wind, floating on the endless plain, passing through the city-states, white clouds and oceans, as if floating through time and space, kissing the old man who stepped on this ghost train again after more than 20 years.

Cen Jin jumped back to the top of the train carriage, side by side with Ding Yiqing, and looked at the split tomb, revealing the wreckage of the train inside. Human remains, souls and cold steel are already inseparable, indivisible and inseparable.

"The perpetrator is dead, and all the ghosts on the train should be dealt with next." Cen Jin said in a cold tone.

Ding Yiqing: "Is it your wish to execute them?"

Cen Jin was silent for a moment, slumped his shoulders, turned around and rested his forehead on Ding Yiqing's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

Ding Yiqing: "Why?"

Cen Jin: "I found that being weird doesn't seem so bad. They were human before they were alive, and they were also human before they were transformed. Of course, I know that the zombies in the theme of zombies are also human before they are mutated. However, if these zombies still have human thoughts, If you have self-control and awareness of group belonging, can you still kill them ruthlessly?"

Obviously not.

Zombies are the same as Weird, and he can't brutally kill Weird who has a good impression of humans.

Ding Yiqing let him wait for a long time before he mentioned the strange and special feature called "European ghost". Perhaps it is because of different beliefs. They coexist with human beings, most of them are earth-bound spirits, and they are not malicious to human beings. With strong malice, it harasses, injures, and possesses humans, and finally takes the opportunity to kill humans and seize their bodies.

When encountering the latter, the Holy See will come forward to deal with it.

Europe put the ghost train on the test list. On the one hand, there is no solution for the time being. On the other hand, the ghost train is not malicious to humans at present. It is occasionally stimulated by the slaughter house, and it is in a state of stress and shows strong aggressiveness.

Cen Jin: "What do you mean it can be resolved peacefully?"

"You can understand it this way." Ding Yiqing: "You can try to communicate with them and let them let go of the humans who strayed in, but it may not be easy to help them out. Unless the Pope of the Vatican personally accepts this weird case."

However, the Pope of the Vatican is so powerful that it is impossible to solve this trivial matter in person. The ghost train is not even qualified to be listed as a restricted area.

Cen Jin: "Understood."

Huang Mao saw Cen Jin jumping out of the carriage and entering the train through the window. He wanted to ask Leni more about the train ghost, but Lai Ni was so scared that he hid and couldn't find him.

Reluctantly, Cen Jin had no choice but to accept Ding Yiqing's proposal, one by one ghosts asked personally, holding a sharp cold weapon, Dama Jindao sat opposite the ghosts, coercively discussing how to let the innocent human beings who strayed in by mistake.

The ghosts hate the House of Slaughter and desperately want relief. They don't have too much malice towards humans, but they are not willing to let them go too easily. If Cen Jin insists on force coercion and physical transcendence, they have nothing to do, but Cen Jin chooses The softest way to deal with them, giving them a chance to choose.

They naturally state what they really want: liberation.

It doesn’t matter whether you are saved or die again. I don’t want to repeat the moment of dying. The fear before death and the pain of death are deeply imprinted in the soul. Why do we have to go through it again and again after death? Painful ordeal?Why can't they be liberated when the enemy is dead?Why is the Holy See unwilling to rescue them?

They were puzzled and wondered whether they had done unforgivable evil things during their lifetime.

Of course, Huangmao knew that they were innocent, but it was unfortunate that they became the materials chosen by Samuel to make a Noah's Ark for him to save the world. At this time, the ghosts, Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing didn't know the reason, but all the ghosts had the same appeal.

Cen Jin had no choice but to promise that he would help convey the appeal to the Holy See of the Vatican. If the Holy See refused to use manpower to relieve the train ghost, he would also sneak into the Holy See to learn how to save the train, and then help all the ghosts to be saved.

"This is a promise I made, and I promise I will never break my word. If I break my word, I will suffer as much as you have suffered."

Ding Yiqing held Cen Jin's hand and made the same promise: "I, like him, made a promise to you that I will never break. If I break my promise, I will lose the most precious thing in my life."

Cen Jin glanced at Ding Yiqing, and said in a low voice, "Your consequences are poisonous enough, aren't you afraid that my ability is limited and I can't fulfill the promise?"

Ding Yiqing looked at him and smiled: "Can I believe it?"

Cen Jin raised his eyebrows: "Hey, what you said, I didn't force you."

Ding Yiqing: "That's what I said, you can't share weal and woe with me?"

Cen Jin: "I think the consequences of my promise are also very poisonous. If I share weal and woe with you, won't it be a buff stack? Then do I still have a life?"

Ding Yiqing: "I will also share weal and woe with you, okay?"

Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing looked at each other tenderly, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Speak normally, I feel like you're treating me like a child."

Ding Yiqing pinched Cen Jin's ears, and quickly let go, a little ambiguous and frank, making Cen Jin unpredictable.

During their conversation, the ghost of the train gave a reply, agreeing to let go of the passengers who entered by mistake and guide them to leave, but begged Cen Jin to remember the promise and liberate them who were trapped in the death cycle in the future.

Cen Jin, Ding Yiqing, and Pat were the last group to leave. The moment the carriage door was closed, intermittent singing and music came from the radio. It was the "Farewell" they taught Pat to play and sing, which was actually recorded by the train. .

It turned out that the song was played by them back then, and the voice belonged to Ding Yiqing and him. The song that Cen Jin learned every year in primary school was the only song that Cen Jin would not sing out of tune.

Huang Mao thought in a daze.

They parted from Pat at the last platform in Luxembourg. Pat asked if he could give him a guitar. He left the cruise ship in a hurry before and didn’t have time to deal with the guitar given by Ding Yiqing. Now they separated and asked if he could give him a guitar. He would like to Spend money to buy.

Ding Yiqing said indifferently, "I will see you off."

Pat smiled all over his face: "I don't have a fixed place to live. If I become famous, I may settle in Denmark or Norway. The scenery there is beautiful and the seasons are distinct all year round. If you see me on TV, you can come to me."

Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing responded that Pat had a good personality. He was quiet when he shouldn't be talking too much, and cheered when he liked to cheer. He seemed to be quiet and moist, and his emotional intelligence was not ordinary. They were very happy to make Pat a friend.

Pat: "See you someday."

Maybe never.

At least if we say goodbye today, we probably won't see each other again in the next 20 years or so.

Huang Mao, who knows the future direction, thinks so, because Cen Jin seems to have disappeared in 1999.

Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing shook hands with him, and walked to the next train, which hummed like a long dragon that never turned back.

Pat watched them go away with a smile, plucked the strings, and sang "Farewell" taught by Cen Jin. The words were correct and round, and there was no strange accent at all, like a Chinese with pure Chinese.

Under the amazed eyes of the passengers, they sang songs and drifted away, looking like a bard who has been wandering for thousands of years.