Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

It only takes one day and night for the long-distance steam train to travel from Pulitzer Harbor in the south of Loen to the inland sea city of the North Continent, Intersea County, if there is no need to stop at night.

When the orange-red aftertaste draws threads on the windowpane, the trees, hills, and fields wrapped in light shadows gradually melt into thick, thick, and thin, strips of dense color clusters.

"Mom, look, it's foggy."

Sitting across from Klein was a family of three. It was said that they were going to Jianhai County to visit their grandparents. Although they didn't know how the love that spanned half a continent happened, this did not prevent them from crossing mountains and mountains to reunite with their relatives.

Klein also followed the little boy's words and looked out the window. The faint mist seemed to be a monster lurking in the night. When the sun fell asleep, and when the night was dressed and opened the curtain, the mist rushed out. , The outside of the window was quickly covered with a gray lake on the glass.

too fast…

Klein silently took out a gold coin, ready to let it stretch out in an inconspicuous position.

"Has there been such a passenger notice here before?"

The young father on the opposite side stared suspiciously at the words on the white paper pasted on the wall next to the car window.

"This train has excellent performance and can run normally in all kinds of sudden and severe weather. If you find extreme weather such as heavy fog, heavy rain, and strong wind outside the train, but the train still does not stop, please don't worry, this is normal."

"Please keep your ticket safe. If you lose your ticket, we will not be able to identify you. We will only provide security for passengers."

"If the train stops at a station that is not the destination of your ticket, please do not get off the train. It is just an illusion caused by your exhausted journey. We put the interests of passengers first, and will drive non-stop to deliver passengers to their destinations as soon as possible."

"Our conductors wear blue uniforms, if you see a conductor with a red uniform, please do not talk to them."

"We will provide a variety of drinks for a fee, including beer, coffee, black tea, milk, cocoa, fruit juice, etc., but we did not provide a purple flower raspberry juice."

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"What are these things? I've been on this train many times, and I've never seen anything that passengers need to know. What is the railway company doing?"

A fat middle-aged businessman sitting next to Klein yelled loudly.

What else can this be!

Klein looked at the gold coin with the back facing up, and was speechless.

"Uncle, can you do magic?"

The little boy on the opposite side obviously didn't care about the passenger notices. He stared curiously at the taciturn uncle in front of him, and was surprised that he could roll gold coins flexibly at his fingertips.

Klein hesitated for a moment, because he remembered the rule, "Please don't talk to the passengers around you easily, when you are not sure whether he has a ticket."

So, did the little boy buy a ticket?

But these thoughts only turned around in his mind, and Klein still said: "Do you have any magic tricks you want to see?"

The reason why he answered was that he felt that instead of letting this kid who talked more than Anderson keep expanding the target range of conversations, it would be better to show him a few magic tricks to attract his attention.

The people who noticed the strange writing on the wall of the carriage were obviously not the only ones in their row. There were clusters of noises in the carriage, but the strange thing was that the other part of the people didn’t see anything unreasonable. , quietly silent, even more silently placed on the seat.

"This notice to passengers is very interesting. Is this to add atmosphere to the ghost-themed dance party? Not to mention, the writing is quite atmospheric."

A male passenger spoke with a smile, his voice was not loud, and he shared his views with the people around him in a polite and gentlemanly manner.

Before his smile spread to the maximum, he saw something ready to come out in the eyes of the passenger on the opposite side who suddenly opened wide.

When he turned his head slowly, the person by the window also turned his upper body slowly, like a twisted piece of paper, with pale and bluish skin, deep-set eye sockets, and a contoured face

Like the lines drawn by a child, sometimes it looks like the fellow who chatted with me all the way, and then suddenly bulges out a thin shape, just like the soul of this person is trying to get out of the body.

He stood up suddenly and jumped down the aisle.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

A conductor walked quickly to his side and asked with concern.

He grabbed the conductor's arm and said eagerly, "The... what is that? I saw..."

When he saw the brown-red vest with some faint stains from the corner of his eye, he choked on the second half of the sentence before he could utter it in time.

"What did you see?"

The conductor's voice grew slower and softer.

The man turned his head to the side. The train conductor's smile seemed to be a mask on his face. When he was talking, no line on his face moved.

"Are you feeling unwell? Let me take you to the medical room for an examination."

The conductor in the red vest tightly held the man's arm, and the man was dragged away involuntarily, and disappeared soundlessly at the door of the carriage.

The few people opposite the man who was dragged away didn't dare to express their anger, and they didn't even dare to look at the red vest conductor, because they felt that the paper man opposite was staring at them.

"Gentlemen, would you like some drinks?"

I don't know how long this stalemate lasted until a middle-aged woman's generous voice appeared in the carriage.

"Ladies, I have milk and juice here too."

The half-person-high three-tier shelf was slowly pushed through the aisle, and behind it was a fat woman in a wide blue uniform.

As if the spring breeze was warming, several passengers who were covered in cold sweat suddenly felt lighter, and the gloomy eyes disappeared instantly.

The passenger who had twisted his body strangely sat on his seat as if nothing had happened, not seeing anything unusual.

When the dining car passed by ~www.NovelMTL.com~ the young man was so frightened that his teeth chattered, but he didn't dare to make any movements, he suddenly called out to stop the fat woman.

"Sir, what would you like to say?"

The fat woman looked puzzled at this passenger who stopped her and faltered about what she was talking about.

The young man glanced at the man who couldn't see anything unusual for a few times, only to see his inexplicable expression, and then he mustered up his courage and whispered, "I saw a ghost just now."

As if some strange mechanism had been triggered, the fat woman said enthusiastically, "If you feel tired from the journey, I suggest you have a cup of hot cocoa to warm your body and mind."

A sentence suddenly appeared in the young man's mind, and he quickly took out his wallet.

"If you see something weird, please don't say anything, don't let anyone or something inhuman discover your abnormality, you can ask the conductor for help, or you can drink a cup of hot cocoa."

When a large cup of hot cocoa entered his stomach from his mouth, the young man let out a warm "ha" and fell asleep comfortably leaning against the seat.