Subdue Devil In 100 Days: Volume 3

By Nan ShanJiuCang

Rise on the Wheel Platform

Annihilation before the Spiritual Shower Pearl

Extraterritorial search for mustard seeds

Black and White Books for Interrupting Love

The boy ordered Tang Thirty-Six to find his father. In order to find his father, he and the fortune-teller Wang Heming and the Yin Yang Eyes set foot on a path that could not be turned back. Love and hate intertwined, trust and doubt intertwined, conspiracy and arrangement. For a hundred days, let's see how the three of them find their loved ones, capture demons, subdue demons, fight against the mysterious organization's wits, fight against the strong opponent to the death, and fight against the time race step by step … Waves strange cloud, the human heart is difficult to predict, who with you fight shoulder to shoulder, who with you wind and rain, who with you life and death?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Apr 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648975578

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ANALGESIA

CHAPTER 201 - WIND WOMAN

I turned to see a four or five year old child standing behind me. It was a small boy with big eyes, but his face had a maturity that didn't match his age.

When the woman saw that her son was fine, she hugged him and gave him a kiss before pulling him into the car. After taking two steps, the little boy suddenly turned his head to look at me and said, Uncle, you have something on you. Be careful.

After saying that, without caring about my reaction, the mother and son got into Coach No.5 The moment the little boy, Hengheng, got on, he turned his head and looked at me, revealing a weird smile.

That's right, it was a strange smile.

A four or five-year-old child shouldn't have this kind of smile. This smile seemed like it could only be revealed by a perverted killer's cruel and fierce devil. I have something on me.

I do have a lot of things on me, my family's keys, phone, wallet, ID, Mountain Ghost Money, but combined with Hengheng's strange smile, it seems like his words had another meaning.

Before they could use Yin Yang Eye s to check on the child, the mother and son had already boarded the carriage, and the passengers behind were blocking the door, so they could not see if the two of them sat in Coach No.5

My car was number 8, still in front, carrying my suitcase all the way to Coach 8. The flight attendant, seeing my state, waved me to get on the train without even checking my ticket.

After getting in the car, he went to his seat and put down the suitcase. Uncle was already lying on the bed, asking me why I was so slow.

We bought a hard sleeper, a lower bunk for our first uncle, a middle berth for me, an upper berth for Tang and a lower berth for Dai Changle.

I was still thinking about that little boy called Hengheng just now, is he a ghost?

It's night now and I can see the ghost without the Yin Yang Eye. Of course, the condition is that the ghost didn't hide intentionally, if I were to hide intentionally, I might not even be able to see him even if I used the Yin Yang Eye.

Tang who was on the top bunk suddenly stuck his head out, pointed at the luggage below and asked: What happened?

It's all Uncle's fault. He insisted on buying these one-hundred-dollar and three-dollar suitcases. Just now, the suitcases were broken, it was crowded, the wheel was broken, the pole of the box was broken, and the zipper was also broken. I complained.

First Uncle slapped the back of my head, and without using much strength, he said, "Nanshan, are you stupid? Tang was asking you about the quality of the boxes.

Tang jumped down from the top bunk, gently landed beside me, and said in a low voice: Nanshan, what I'm saying is, why is there Yin Qi in the chest?

I then used the Yin Yang Eye to check, and sure enough, there was a faint Yin Qi on the trunk.

Eldest Uncle didn't mind and said, "This bit of yin aura is very normal, don't make such a fuss. The train station is usually in the suburbs, and our station is a place of mass graves. Who knows how many people died here during the war.

Naturally, this little bit of Yin Qi can't cause any trouble, but it's best to be careful outside. There are too many customers in the car, if there's anything, it'll be troublesome to take action.

After stuffing the luggage under the seats, I used Yin Yang Eye to observe my surroundings. The passengers were mostly lying on their own bunks, so I couldn't see anything wrong with them.

Just to be safe, I told my first uncle and Tang about the mother and son I had just met. Dai Changle naturally came over to ask around as well, but due to the narrow space and dense crowd of people on the carriage, he could only recount it in a small voice.

On top of Dai Changle's bed, a middle-aged woman with glasses had already put her bag behind her back. At the same time, she took out her cell phone to record a video or record the moment when the criminals set their eyes on her.

Dai Changle stood up, went to the big sister's side and said a few words, the middle-aged woman immediately kept her phone, and gestured OK towards Dai Changle.

When I finished talking about meeting the mother and son along with that weird little boy Hengheng, my uncle just said that I was fine, so he told me not to be too harsh.

Tang did not speak anymore. He flew up to the top bunk with a single leap, making the big sister give him a thumbs up.

I realized that Tang seemed to have a good impression of the middle-aged woman, and I wasn't referring only to the woman in front of us, but also to her in general.

He remembered the last time he went home from Wu Xi, his uncle's car had broken down, he took the train back, Tang also had a big sister, that big sister went to the northeast to visit his daughter, Tang had a good chat with her, this time, facing this big sister on the top bunk, Tang smiled even more rarely.

Since the death of Yao Loongxu, Tang had basically not laughed.

Dai Changle pulled me over to the smoking area to smoke. Only then did I ask him what he had said to Big Sis, who immediately changed her attitude, told me that he had lied to her that we were policemen on a secret mission, and told her not to say anything.

The elder sister immediately believed him. Perhaps, in her heart, she also had the dream of a hero.

When I got back to the train, the flight attendant was checking the tickets. I just realized that the ticket was changed to a card when I was checking the tickets in bed. Before I got off the train, the flight attendant came to change the card to a ticket.

The young, handsome flight attendant came over to receive our tickets. After changing them into cards, he looked at the middle bunk on Dai Changle's side, revealing a troubled expression.

The quilt had been spread out so that no one could be seen. Only the silhouette of a person could be seen. The passenger had covered himself completely with the quilt.

We had only been in the car a few minutes when the passenger fell asleep? How sleepy he must be.

The flight attendant politely said, Hello, I'm sorry to interrupt. We need to change tickets …

Before the flight attendant could finish, a female voice came from behind the blanket, What ticket? I won't trade, I've already bought everything …"

The woman's voice sounded lazy and impatient.

Obviously, the lady misunderstood what the flight attendant meant by change of tickets.

The flight attendant explained again, and the lady understood that she was still wrapped in the quilt, and that through the quilt she could see that her body was moving up and down, probably to get a ticket.

A few seconds later, an arm that looked like a peeled lotus root emerged from the blanket. It was white, tender, and also had the exact shape of a lotus root.

The arm was long and thin. Judging from the arm alone, the lady's body should be pretty good. She looked like someone who had trained in yoga.

He handed a ticket to the flight attendant, who took it and pressed a card into the lady's hand. Then he looked at the ticket book in his hand.

Hahaha, Sai Nanshan, Feng Beishui, Nanshan, your two names are really funny, is it CP? The flight attendant could not help but laugh.

Comrade, that word 'JI' means' JI '. My name is Jian Nanshan, not' Sai '. I was a little dissatisfied and explained it to him, but I did not clarify the matter of me not knowing Feng Beishui. I wanted to take this opportunity to see her reaction, see her beautiful arm, and I suddenly really wanted to see how she looked like.

Feng Beishui's dull voice came from inside the blanket: What's CP?

The flight attendant stopped teasing and continued to change tickets.

I shot a glance at my first uncle. My first uncle was currently staring fixedly at Feng Beishui's middle bunk, a complicated expression on his face.

Uncle, what's wrong? Did you see that hand, too? So beautiful …

Eldest Uncle shook his head and said in a low voice, It's not about her arms. That girl's surname is Feng.

What's wrong with Feng? Rarely? My surname is Xi, but that flight attendant didn't even know the word Xi. "

The surname Feng is the most ancient surname in China, and it is rumored that the Human Emperor Fuxi is surnamed Feng, and he is known as the 'Number One surname in China'. Do you still remember the person that Lu Huaizhen mentioned when he was evaluating the heroes of the realm?

I immediately thought of Lu Huaizhen, the Feng Family Patriarch who had levelled up before.

First Uncle, Feng Tian?

Nanshan, there are mountains in the south and water in the north, there are Yin in the middle. I hope she is not our enemy.

I don't really understand my uncle's words. Even though the Feng Family is a rare place, I can't say that this Feng Beishui is related to Lu Huaizhen, the world's strongest warrior that Lu Huaizhen revered. My name is Jian Nanshan, and her name is Feng Beishui, it might just be a coincidence.

, on the other hand, could understand that somewhere in the south, there was water in the north of the mountain, while this place was in the south of the mountain.

Therefore, we say that the back of the mountain surface water is a very good Feng Shui ground, back of the mountain surface water can gather Qi and hide the wind, that is to say, a place to the north side of the mountain, south side of the water is good, that is called Yang.

However, I personally feel that Eldest Uncle is being overly worried. It's just a name, what does it represent? If it doesn't work out, then I'll just have to get a certificate and change my name. If it doesn't work out, then I'll just have to change my name.

What I'm interested in is, what does this Feng Beishui look like? Her arms are so beautiful, I hope that her face can make people happy.

At this moment, Tang had already flown up to the top bunk. Uncle Dai Changle and I were sitting on the lower bunk as we stared at the person in the middle bunk across from us, Feng Beishui.

Feng Beishui had already pulled her hands back into the blanket, she was once again tightly wrapped up.

I had the sudden urge to rush forward and pull back the covers, whether it was spring or a dinosaur, I couldn't tell.

After staring for a while, their necks started to ache, and they lost all interest in Hengheng and her son. Thinking of them, thinking that there was something wrong with the child, and maybe he was just a little kid, he remembered that they had boarded Coach No.5, which was not too far away from him. He just wanted to go and take a look.

He insisted on staring at Feng Beishui here, so I could only ask for help and pat Tang who was lying on the bed. Tang immediately got off the bed and went to find Hengheng and his mother.

They passed coaches 7 and 6, all the way to Coach No.5 Along the way, they did not see the mother and son duo. This coaches was a hard carriage, and there were a few empty seats, but they did not find Hengheng and the others.

CHAPTER 202 - SCROTAL OVERTURNING

He didn't know if it was because he went to the toilet, but after strolling around the carriage, Tang suddenly stopped and looked around. After pausing for a few seconds, he pulled me towards the carriage.

Tang, what did you discover?

I can't pinpoint the source of the yin aura. In short, just pay more attention to it, it's getting late and the dirty stuff is coming out. For the safety of the passengers, we should separate and check.

Alright.

Investigate carefully over here. I'll go to the other carriages to have a look. If you find anything, contact them in time. Don't try to be brave.

After Tang finished speaking, the two of us went our separate ways. I was in charge of inspecting the cars in front of number 5 and Tang was in charge of checking the cars behind number 5.

After shuttling back and forth in the carriage, the passengers looked at me strangely, as though I am a bad person now.

I felt helpless, but I couldn't do anything about it. I could only look at the vigilant eyes of the passengers and continue to move back and forth between the carriages. The yin aura in the carriages is very weak and it is drifting about without being able to find the source.

After walking back and forth a few times, I saw a middle-aged male passenger in the front seat walking towards me. This person's appearance was quite ordinary, and I couldn't see any obvious characteristics from his appearance or clothes.

The middle-aged man came closer and closer to me. The corridor in the carriage was too narrow for two people to walk through side by side. As I was closer to the place where the carriage was connected, I took a few steps back to the place where it was connected.

When I reached the junction, he came over and I suddenly felt the pressure.

I immediately became on guard. The man walked up to me, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and looked at me with interest.

I was also observing him. This man, who didn't seem conspicuous, was able to put a lot of pressure on me.

He smoked Chicken cigarettes, always packaged.

However, I don't know why, but the old version of chicken has been out of production for a long time. I remember it was stopped in 2006, the previous price was 2 yuan per box, the price gradually rose, but it didn't go up too much. In my memory, the highest price was 7 or 8 yuan per box, which was considered low-grade.

However, this cigarette has a vast mass base, in our Shandong Province, the smoker over the age of 35 have smoked this type of old version of chaff.

After the end of production in 2006, the stock of chicken cigarettes had gone from 40 to 50 boxes, almost on the same level as China. There was still a shortage of cigarettes. After all, production had stopped and stock was limited.

He didn't expect this average looking man to smoke cigarettes that had been out of production for eleven years. He heard that this kind of chicken that didn't open the seal was already at the same price as He Tian, Zhi Zun and Da Jiu.

I prepared to return to the carriage to continue my search for Yin Qi, but the man intentionally blocked my path, preventing me from entering the carriage.

I wanted to avoid him, but the space was limited. Wherever I went, he would go, always blocking me. I thought myself that he was also a top expert who had seen a lot of things, but just as he was about to flare up, the man suddenly attacked like lightning!

Before he could even see his movements, he felt something cold and hard pressing against his abdomen. This should be a sharp knife.

Due to how thin my clothes were and how fast the man was, I didn't even have time to react before he used a knife to hold me against my stomach. I was shocked and didn't even see how long the knife in his hand was.

Not daring to move, the man lowered his voice and said, Bro, I'll take care of this car. If you want to work, then go to the other cars.

My mind was racing, thinking about what the man had said, when I realized he was a pickpocket.

What he meant was that he was going to make a move on this car, to let me go to the other cars and not fight over business with him here. He thinks of me as a colleague.

Indeed, when I had been walking around in the carriage, the passengers had probably taken me for a thief. It was no wonder that the third hand had mistaken me for a thief.

Big Brother, if you have something to say, then let's talk. I'll change locations immediately.

Man: It's good that you know what's good for you. Don't come wandering around, we are all ancestors. You should understand the rules, right? Don't make things difficult for me.

I hastily nodded my head in acknowledgement. At this moment, a voice sounded from behind me. I've borrowed it. Please don't block our way.

After the man heard the voice, he turned around and left, no longer paying attention to me. The person who spoke behind me also came before me, it was a uniformed officer. The policeman looked at me and asked, Sir, are you alright?

I shook my head and took the police into the car. I stared at what the pickpocket had left behind as he left.

It was a stainless steel garbage tray.

I cursed under my breath. The pickpocket used this metal trashtray to poke me in the stomach. I thought it was a knife and was so scared that I didn't even dare to move.

The edge of the rectangular trash tray was very blunt, and the size was not small either. This person could quietly subdue me with a trash tray and disguise himself as a knife. This meant that he was very skilled and skilled.

This time, I didn't see the pickpocket. I didn't know where he had gone, and I didn't find Hengheng and his mother either. The surrounding passengers were still staring at me like they were defending a thief.

First Uncle was still staring fixedly at Feng Beishui, who was lying on the middle bunk opposite of us. Tang asked me if I had discovered anything, and I told him about what happened to me just now in a low voice. First Uncle said disdainfully without even looking at me, "Nanshan, you're a coward.

I felt shamed, but the man must have been very good at it. He could put a lot of pressure on me, and he could disguise himself as a knife with a square trash tray.

Unable to find the source of the yin aura, I was even beaten up by others. This was hard to swallow, that person was a thief, I was prepared to rebuild my army and bring him back to justice, and taking into consideration his capabilities, I wanted to drag Tang down with him.

However, Tang pointed to the carriage at the back and said: "I will be in charge of the carriage from number 5 onwards. I will hand the carriage from number 5 to you, if I go with you to get him, the carriage at the back will not be safe.

What he said was right, the other party was just a scrooge. I'm afraid of his ass, I have fought against strong people like Lu Huaizhen before, although he was defeated in one move, at least I have a lot of experience.

When I returned to Coach No.5, Hengheng and his son were still not there, and I had not found the pickpocket. The gazes of the surrounding people had already made me feel ashamed, and a few of the passengers had taken out their phones to record the appearance of the criminals.

Once again returning to his own carriage, Dai Changle went over to ask about the battle situation.

After suffering from the pickpocket's hidden damage, I still couldn't get over it. Eldest Uncle told me to calm down and lie down.

Feng Beishui, who was in the middle bunk across from her, still covered herself with her blanket. Her first uncle said that she had not moved at all, so it was unknown whether she had fallen asleep or not.

I asked Tang, When you were walking back and forth in the carriage, didn't those passengers treat you as a pickpocket?

Tang shook his head: No, it's probably related to appearance.

He went to the middle bunk and laid down, unable to sleep for a while. Naturally, he looked at the middle bunk on the other side, Feng Beishui who was underneath the blanket.

As I continued to lie there, Tang would occasionally go out to patrol. As I was being watched by the other passengers, I no longer had the mood to go around the other carriages.

[August 28th, the countdown to Tang Shituo's life is seventy-three days.]

When she came down to the toilet at around one in the morning, she realized that his first uncle had already gone to sleep and was no longer staring at Feng Beishui who was standing opposite of him. However, Feng Beishui was still in her previous form, wrapped in her quilt, and only able to see her silhouette.

Since Tang was not here, he should be on patrol.

Most of the passengers were already asleep, the carriage had changed into soft lights, they went to the toilet and smoked, feeling that it was necessary to go to Coach No.5 again, to see if the pickpocket would take action in the dead of night, and also to see if Hengheng and her son were present. That little boy, Hengheng, didn't seem to be human …

In Coach # 5, most of the customers had also fallen asleep, but they still did not see the pickpocket, nor Hengheng and his mother.

He lit up a cigarette at the junction of the carriage and prepared to take a stroll around the other carriages, when suddenly, a childish voice came from behind him …

Uncle, are you looking for me?

When I turned around, it was the cute and obedient Hengheng. His eyes were big, and he was staring straight at me, and for some reason, under his gaze, I felt like I no longer had any secrets.

I immediately used the Yin Yang Eye to look at Hengheng. Below the Yin Yang Eye, Hengheng was an extremely ordinary child, and the color of his soul was very light.

Hengheng was a human, not a ghost.

Hengheng, where's your mother? You're still not sleeping?

Uncle, you cursed?

I couldn't hold back my laughter. This four or five-year-old kid misunderstood my words and explained, Hengheng, don't misunderstand. What I mean is, where did your mother go?

Hengheng nodded and said: Oh, so it's like that, I thought you were scolding people. Mom went to the bathroom. Uncle, are you looking for my mom or me?"

When he spoke, although his voice was young and tender, his face had a mature expression. This child was very extraordinary. Thinking about the strange smile that he revealed earlier, I shivered.

In the early hours of the morning, the air-conditioning in the car was on full blast. It was a little cold, and there was probably a vent in the passenger compartment.

Little friend, how old are you this year? Can Uncle talk to you for a while?

Hengheng nodded his head: Uncle, have you fallen for my mother?

This fellow had received some kind of education, and at such a young age, he was able to say such words. Thinking about it, at his age, he knew how to pee in mud.

Hengheng, don't think too much. I just think that you are very special and want to talk to you. Right, how old are you now?

Special? Hehe, what's so special about what they say? I'm already four and a half years old, how old are you, Uncle?

I'm twenty-three, who are they? I want to have a good talk with the old Hengheng.

They are them. I am born a dog, three years younger than my mother. What do you think? I am a female junior holding a gold brick. Uncle, I don't hate you, and I'm sure my mother doesn't hate you either. Please think about it carefully."

Towards the small fry Hengheng, I was speechless, this brat was actually quite familiar with the traditional era, his speech was very mature, completely unlike a four and a half year old child.

CHAPTER 203 - EERIE CONSTANCY

I repeated that I didn't have that kind of thought towards his mother, and asked: Hengheng, previously at the train station, you said that I had something on me, what do you mean?

The corner of Hengheng's mouth rose, and revealed a slight smile. This was a very normal smile, not the strange smile from before.

Then, he crooked his finger and lowered his voice, saying, Uncle, come closer. Don't let them hear you.

Who are they?

They are everywhere, you and I are here. At night, when you are sleeping, they will look at you from the bedside, when you are bathing, they will look at you from the side, when you are eating, they will look at you from the table, no matter what you do, they will look at you, don't you understand? That's them!

Hengheng's voice sounded somewhat low and hoarse, no longer the tender child's voice from before. He spoke even faster, and his voice was very low.

His words gave me goosebumps.

What did he mean by they? Ghost? Magical Beast? Or some other evil thing?

After Hengheng said these words, the train seemed to have travelled to a rather uneven road. There were also many turns, and the train seemed to be swaying extremely vigorously, emitting creaking sounds from time to time.

The originally dim and gentle lights dimmed even more, making it difficult for me to clearly see Little Hengheng's face …

Suddenly, the lights flickered a few times and then went out.

The whole compartment was plunged into darkness.

The squeaking sound of the train could be heard, and in the darkness, my Yin Yang Eye seemed to have been affected greatly. My heartbeat also continued to accelerate, plop plop plop, this environment was a little scary, even though I have interacted with ghosts many times, but the unknown fear in the darkness held tightly onto my little heart.

Hengheng? Hengheng? I called out softly twice, but there was no response.

The car lights must have had a problem when the train was shaking, but why was Hengheng so calm in this kind of environment? Ordinary children were already crying in fear. Once again, they confirmed that even if this child was a human, he was not an ordinary person.

Hengheng? Hengheng, where did you go? I turned on the flashlight and studied it carefully. There seemed to be no one at the junction.

Didn't you hear the sound of footsteps? Where did this strange child go?

Suddenly, I felt something touch my leg...

It was a hand, a hand without warmth, a small hand.

When I turned around, I saw Hengheng, who was slightly taller than me, with his hand on my leg. Under the light of the flashlight, the child's face was extremely pale.

Hengheng, you didn't make a sound either. You wanted to scare me to death …

Uncle, I told you, they will hear it. Hengheng told me in a low voice that his voice was low and hoarse, not the voice of a child.

Beneath the Yin Yang Eye, the color of Hengheng's soul had lightened even further, and was swaying unsteadily.

I crouched down and hugged Hengheng, trying to stabilize his soul. At the same time, I whispered, What's wrong with you?

Hengheng shook his head and said, "They're here, they's here. Uncle, lower your voice a little, don't let them hear you.

In his arms, Hengheng's body was trembling slightly, his body temperature was low, I still could not figure out who he was referring to as' they '. If it was a ghost, I should be able to see it, although this Yin Yang Eye is very weak, compared to my uncle's, Tang's and the others' Spiritual Sense, it was just like an impostor.

Hengheng held my head and lightly bent my head so that my ear was facing towards him.

After that, Hengheng took a deep breath at me.

Hengheng, what are you doing? Uncle is here, don't be afraid, he won't let them take you away.

After saying that, I was ready to call my uncle and ask him to come and save the situation. I felt like I couldn't even protect the child in my arms.

There was no signal on the phone.

Hengheng opened his mouth: Uncle, I have something to tell you.

What is it?

You have something on you, something very powerful. They are afraid of what you have, so they don't dare to approach you. Don't leave, okay? If you leave, they'll catch me. "

Hengheng's voice trembled a little. I'm not sure if what he said was the Mountain Ghost that was spending money on me, or if he was referring to the power Huanxi had in my body.

Uncle, there's one more thing.

Oh, go ahead.

Hengheng whispered into my ear, My mom went to the toilet with a man.

In this kind of terrifying environment, I didn't even have time to react before Little Hengheng's words. I thought I had misheard, and retorted, What did you say?

My mom went to the bathroom with a man.

The toilet on the train was small, with a pungent smell, but when a man and woman went to the toilet, and Hengheng's mother was a beautiful young married woman, what could they do? It's not that I'm dirty, do you even need to think about it? It was hard to suppress the flames of dry firewood, so he decided to go to the toilet.

Thinking about Hengheng's mother's beautiful face and curvy body, and thinking about how there was a certain elegant male passenger on the train, the two of them probably looked at each other when they looked at each other, so they went to the toilet to play luan phoenix. The problem was that it was not good for children to see.

Thinking of this, he no longer felt afraid, but was instead filled with interest. This kind of affair was probably more exciting than a one-night stand.

The question was, now that the lights were out, would they be able to concentrate on their work?

Just as I was immersed in my fantasy, Hengheng whispered into my ear, It's here.

With just one word, it pulled me back into the tense atmosphere. Using the flashlight, I scanned the surroundings with the Yin Yang Eye and saw a pair of legs. I was squatting on the ground, raising my head to look at the owner of the legs …

When the visitor saw me shining my flashlight on him, he also shone his flashlight on me. He used a real flashlight, not the one he had on his cell phone.

The intense light shot into his eyes and subconsciously used his hands to block it. At the same time, he protected Hengheng behind him. He could not see the person clearly at all, but he opened his mouth and said, What are you doing here? Young man, help me to light it up. The light box is in poor contact, let me fix it."

After saying that, he turned the flashlight to the side and I took the opportunity to observe him. This person was wearing a uniform. He should be a train worker with a row of repair tools hanging from his waist.

Exhaling, he stood up, went forward to take his flashlight, and asked: Comrade, what's wrong with this lamp? Are you a repairman? You're not resting at night, right?

What are you working so hard for? It's this bowl of rice you're eating. You two aren't sleeping at all, aren't you used to taking the train? The man laughed as he spoke, skillfully pulling out the tools at his waist and fiddling with the light box.

A minute later, the light box lit up again as the repairman shouted, Done!

Only then could they clearly see who it was. He looked a little thin, not knowing if it was because of the food on the train or because of his physique. It was rare to see such thin crew members as they had to deal with a lot of unexpected incidents while facing all kinds of passengers.

At the same time, he noticed that his epaulette had the words conductor written on it. It turned out to be the leader, since even the conductor was so thin, it was even more outrageous.

He looked to be in his forties, was thin and thin, had a handsome face, and spoke very politely.

You are the conductor, why are you overseeing it yourself? I thought he was just an ordinary mechanic, but didn't expect him to be a conductor who did things personally.

Just as conductor was about to say something, he suddenly stopped and looked anxiously behind me. I turned my head and saw that there was nothing behind me.

conductor, what are you looking at? What's behind me?

conductor: Nothing.

What are you looking at?

Young man, where is your son?

My son, I don't even have a target, where did your son come from?

He then realized that he was talking to Little Hengheng. Hengheng was right behind me, but when he turned around, he saw that there was no one behind him.

Hengheng...

Before I could even finish yelling, I heard Hengheng's childish voice come from behind conductor, Uncle, I'm here.

conductor turned around, and then I saw Hengheng, who had unknowingly hidden behind him.

Hengheng's voice returned back to normal as a pure smile appeared on his face. conductor reached out and rubbed the child's head, then instructed us to rest early and carefully watch our belongings before turning around to leave.

After conductor left, Hengheng patted his head in dissatisfaction, and said softly: I hate it when they pat my head.

Some elders like to rub their children's heads as a sign of intimacy, but not every child likes their elders to rub their own heads, and I hated it when I was a kid.

Hengheng had just mentioned them again.

I took two steps forward to Hengheng's side, wanting to ask what exactly they were.

Hengheng crooked his finger, indicating that he wanted me to move my head over.

Just as he stuck his head out in front of Hengheng, he saw Hengheng's expression abruptly change. His face became bloodless, and his body trembled again.

F * ck, what's behind me?

Before I could turn around, a soft hand was placed on my head and a woman's voice came from behind me, Young man, we meet again. What are you two talking about? Hengheng, have you told Uncle another scary story? Don't mind it, this is how Hengheng is, he likes to tell stories to scare people.

This is Hengheng's mother's voice. I stood up and turned around, but she withdrew his hand, and looking at the beautiful young woman in front of me, I couldn't help but look at the toilet not far behind her. Hengheng said, she went with a man to the toilet.

He didn't see the man that Hengheng was talking about, so he didn't know if this child was lying.

It's so late, why aren't you resting? Children should go to bed early. I said casually.

Hengheng, this child, slept late. You should get some rest as well.

After saying that, Hengheng's mother brought Hengheng back to the carriage, it was too late at night for me to continue disturbing him, I had wanted to chat for a bit longer, but this young maiden didn't seem to be in the mood.

Especially Hengheng who was four and a half years old, his mother was not very normal either. She had gone to the toilet at around one in the morning for so long, could it be that she had eaten something bad on the train?

When he was about to go back to Coach No.8, the toilet door suddenly opened as he passed by.

There was only one toilet at the junction of the cars.

This toilet was the one that Hengheng's mother went to previously. However, after he came out, she did not see anyone entering.

My heart tightened, thinking about how Hengheng said that his mother went into the toilet with a man, thinking to herself, could it be that man inside?

When the door opened, Zhang Ping's indifferent face appeared in front of me. I jumped and fell back, but the person was also shocked, and the foot that he stepped on also shrank back into the bathroom.

And then, the two of them recognized each other.

This was the same pickpocket who had used a garbage tray to disguise a knife to warn me not to set my sights on Coach Number 5.

CHAPTER 204 - CLEAN UP THE PICKPOCKET

When the pickpocket saw that it was me, he calmly zipped up his pants and came out of the bathroom. He looked at me and said, Didn't I tell you that this car is mine? Don't you understand human speech? You're looking for death, right? Come, give me your name. This daddy has been on this line for so many years, but there hasn't been a single ignorant thief who dares to steal from under my nose."

After saying that, the pickpocket placed his right hand on his waist, as if he was preparing to plunder something.

I knew that the pickpocket was skilled, so I quickly took two steps back, afraid that he would dodge and use the guy to block me, and at the same time explained: Brother, don't get me wrong, I'm here to see a friend, not to fight with you for a job. If you have something to say, just say it, don't make a move.

Even though I wanted to go up and subdue him, I knew that I was no match for him. I wanted to stabilize him before I went back to call out to my uncle and the rest.

Hearing my words, the pickpocket nodded his head and said, That's for the best. Kid, don't play any tricks. Do you believe that I won't stab you to death and throw you out the window?

Trust me, brother, don't be rash. I'm going back right now. Um, you should get some rest as well. Even though I said that, I didn't think much about it. The train's windows were sealed, so it was impossible for them to open it. The emergency window was inside the train, and there were so many people inside; it was impossible for him to throw me down from there.

The pickpocket turned around and entered the carriage. I cursed under my breath, but I understood that I shouldn't try to be brave. If I really get stabbed by him, I wouldn't be able to recover like Tang.

In any case, the next stop was around six in the morning. During these four to five hours, he was not afraid of the pickpocket running away.

What he did not expect was that the beautiful Hengheng's mother would actually go to the toilet with such a person. Other than being skilled, his looks and temperament were all mediocre. Even if it was just sex, he should at least find a decent person.

But this kind of thing doesn't have much to do with us, we just need to catch the pickpockets. It's not good to bring up the matter about the Hengheng's mother and their relationship, otherwise, it would be too awkward for Hengheng's mother as a mother.

When I returned to Coach No.8, just as I was about to climb onto my bunk, Tang, who was in the upper bunk, suddenly jumped off and stood in front of me.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and held his forefinger and middle finger together while his left hand held that dagger. Somehow, he brought the train with him and stood in front of me, blocking me, his murderous aura billowing …

Tang, are you asleep? I am Nanshan.

I'm not sleeping at all, I know you're Nanshan, but don't you feel that your body is covered with a dense amount of Yin Qi? Tang said with a straight face as usual.

As Tang said this, I immediately used Yin Yang Eye to check myself. As expected, the Yin Qi on my body is very dense, you can even see the dense Yin Qi on my hands, chest and legs. Tang pointed at my head and said: This is the heaviest place, what kind of ghost have you come into close contact with?

Touching my head, I started to recall the things that happened before. After thinking about it again and again, apart from us, the only people I came into contact with were Hengheng and his son, and the pickpocket who was having an affair with the Hengheng's mother.

I have specially used Yin Yang Eye s to look at Hengheng, he is a living person, but he is still a little abnormal, as for Hengheng's mother and the pickpockets, I also scanned through them a few times, but did not find anything wrong.

But Hengheng's mother touched my head, before we got on the car, my luggage was broken and my clothes scattered all over the floor, and it was Hengheng's mother who helped me pick it up, at that time, the trunk was already stained with a faint Evil Qi, and from the looks of it, there is something wrong with Hengheng's mother.

After telling Tang about his encounter in Coach No. 5, Tang thought for a long time before saying: Let's go and meet the three people you were talking about.

Just as I was about to explore Coach No.5 again, First Uncle sat up on his bed and stared at me: Damn, Nanshan, did you do something to a female ghost?

Then, he told his first uncle about what happened to him. After hearing everything, his first uncle just told Tang to come with me, and he had to watch over Feng Beishui.

I followed Tang to Coach No.5 once again. With Tang here, I don't need to be afraid of that skilled pickpocket, but after walking around in the Coach, I didn't see Hengheng and his son, nor did I see the pickpocket.

Was it because Tang came that they ran away?

Looking at the carriage, Tang said softly, Nanshan, something's wrong here, the Evil Qi here is very heavy, there must be ghosts entering and exiting, show off some of the good points.

Naturally, I was on full alert. Most of the passengers in the carriage were already asleep, and we carefully walked back and forth, carefully observing every passenger.

However, other than the dense Yin Qi, there was no other trace.

Tang was also a little confused, and said: Did the ghosts know that I was here, and were so scared that they ran away?

Just as he was about to leave, Tang suddenly turned his head and looked at the empty corridor, and said who, and ran quickly towards the corridor in a flash. I used my Yin Yang Eye to look, and saw nothing, and Tang ran through the corridor and continued to run down the carriage.

When he arrived at the junction of the next carriage, Tang was already nowhere to be seen. When he continued to chase him, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind him.

This laughter was very strange. Sometimes it was hoarse and low, and sometimes it was childish …

Suddenly turning around, I saw little friend Hengheng, who had just reached my knees, walk out of the darkness that couldn't be reached by the light. Due to the angle of the light, I couldn't see his face, I could only see his short figure.

Hengheng? I asked tentatively, wondering how this strange child could have come here and laughed so strangely.

Uncle, you have to protect me. They are right by my side. They want to capture me.

Hengheng's voice sounded a little helpless. I crouched down and tried my best to look at his face, but I could vaguely see the expression on his face within the darkness.

The right side of his face was smiling, the left side was crying. The right corner of his mouth was tilted upwards, while the left corner of his mouth was drooping downwards. This expression was something that only people with a paralyzed face could do.

Hengheng, where are they? Who are they?

Uncle, can't you see? You should be able to see it. Didn't you see me before? His voice was a little shaky.

I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked, See what? What do you mean by 'I've seen you'?"

Uncle, stop pretending. Your eyes are different from ordinary people. You can see things that ordinary people cannot, right? You are not an ordinary person. You are looking at me again. You are looking at me again. I can feel that …"

At this moment, I was using the Yin Yang Eye to observe this strange Hengheng, and discovered that his soul was completely different from the one I saw before.

And when he said I was looking at him, he didn't mean just looking, but observing with his Yin Yang Eye.

I recited an incantation and urged the Mountain Spirit to spend its money to emit a red light. Under the light of the red light, Hengheng revealed a painful expression.

Hengheng, who exactly are you? It doesn't seem right to ask a question like that of a four year old child, but the Hengheng in front of me had indeed given me pressure, and the person I called for help, Tang, had chased after someone or something that I don't even know.

Hengheng said in pain: Uncle, didn't I tell you, they are everywhere.

You're what you call them, aren't you? I was suddenly shocked. Hengheng had always emphasized they, saying that they were everywhere. Does this mean that he himself was one of the them he mentioned?

Hengheng, who was in front of him, did not speak. His face was no longer as pained as before, and he smiled sinisterly. Uncle, I said it, they are everywhere.

At the same time, a tender voice came from behind him, Uncle, they are here. You protect me …

The voice from behind was also Hengheng.

Two Hengheng s one had a hoarse and low voice, while the other one had a tender and innocent voice. But I no longer dare to be certain which one of them was the real Hengheng, or maybe neither of them was.

I took a few steps back and adjusted my position so that I could simultaneously see two Hengheng s. At the same time, I used the red light produced by the Mountain Ghost to cover the two of them, the two children didn't look too abnormal, but their expressions were completely different. The one on the left had a sinister voice, the one on the right had a helpless expression, and the one on the right had a young and tender voice.

You can't judge a book by its cover, at the moment neither of the two Hengheng's I believe, when the Yin Yang Eye looked over, the two of them looked the same, their souls were the same.

Behind me, there was the sound of something tearing through the air, and a sharp dagger shot out right next to my ear, and in that moment, I broke out in a cold sweat, and the dagger shot out and continued to move forward, shooting towards Hengheng on the left. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through Hengheng's body on the left side, and then the dagger quickly changed direction in midair, flying towards Hengheng on the right.

Hengheng, who was on the right side, wanted to dodge but was unable to keep up with the dagger's speed.

After the dagger passed through the two Hengheng's bodies, it flew towards me. I wanted to dodge but I couldn't.

The dagger flew past my ear once again, and when I turned around, I saw Tang standing behind me, holding the dagger in his hand.

He was carrying a child, the child whose big eyes were only as high as my knees, Hengheng.

After Tang appeared, only then did I feel that I had someone to rely on. As for the two Hengheng s that were pierced by his dagger, they quickly disappeared into the air, completely disappearing without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Tang, you came. Those two brats from just now scared me to death.

Tang ignored me, looked at the spot where the two Hengheng s had disappeared, and said expressionlessly: A clown acts like a god.

Then, a human form slowly took form in the air …

He was a skilled pickpocket.

After the pickpocket dimension appeared, he took out the old version of Giant Chicken Smoke and lit it up, then looked at Tang.

Tang, who was holding onto Tang, opened his eyes wide, and said with a trembling voice: They're here, they're here...

Don't be afraid, uncle will protect you. Tang said gently.

Now that he was using Yin Yang Eye to observe the pickpocket, he realized that he was not alive, but rather a ghost. It was just that for some reason, when he looked at the pickpocket before, he did not notice it.

Tang, how can a lonely ghost cause a storm? Ordinary ghosts are no match for me. Ordinary evil spirits would find it difficult to resist my Thunder Lord's Ghost Slayer Spell, but this pickpocket had brought me quite a bit of pressure several times. Even the Mountain Ghost Lei Gongzi's money had no effect on him.

Tang opened his mouth and said: This is not an ordinary ghost, he already had some skills while he was still alive, but he did not have any bad intentions towards you, he just teased you a little, let's go.

I didn't understand. This damned pickpocket didn't harm me, he only threatened me a few times. Could it be that this ghost was too bored?

CHAPTER 205 - GROUP ATTACK

Young man, I've been drifting around on this train for so many years, and very few people have seen me. But this time, both you and that little friend can see me, I was just playing around with you, didn't I scare you?

The pickpocket was so calm, he had previously thought that Hengheng was probably a Yin Yang Eye like him, but now that he had received confirmation from the pickpocket, he said that he wasn't scared, but was more or less scared, but he really didn't hurt anyone.

I also understand why this thief would smoke for more than 10 years because he has already died many years ago. When he went to the toilet with Hengheng's mother, he did not do it as he previously thought, but rather just to tease Hengheng.

Since Tang said that a pickpocket would not harm anyone, and did not have any intentions of helping him, it's time for us to return. Little Hengheng hugged Tang's head and kissed it, and then laughed: Uncle, you have to protect me, they are truly everywhere, right by our side.

Hengheng, where did you run off to? Hengheng's mother walked out of the carriage.

Tang handed Hengheng over to his mother, while Hengheng's mother expressed his gratitude that Hengheng had given us trouble.

I had originally wanted to talk about the Yin Yang Eye with Hengheng, since I had only met him once all these years.

However, Little Hengheng yawned and said softly, Mom, it's time to go back to sleep. I'm sleepy.

Hengheng's mother courteously said a few more words before carrying Hengheng into the carriage. Just now, the pickpocket was standing right beside her, but she had no reaction at all.

After Hengheng's mother left, the thief looked at Tang and me, and started to smoke, and after smoking, he threw the cigarette at me. I took the cigarette in confusion, not understanding that even a ghost could smoke?

Tang explained: "This ghost is not average, although its strength is not very strong, it is rather special. Being able to walk between the Yin and Yang World, which is to say, out of the cigarettes he gave you, you can smoke even if he can.

I lit up the cigarette given to me by the pickpocket and started to smoke. As expected, it was still a familiar smell.

Brother, what's your name? After smoking someone's cigarette, he would at least ask for their name.

The pickpocket shook his head and said, What's the point of having a cheap name? How would an unpopular person like me have the face to leave a name?

After saying that, the pickpocket turned around and walked into the carriage. I still wanted to chat with him, but Tang pulled me back, shaking his head to indicate that there was nothing more to say.

Tang, the Yin Qi on me must have come into contact with him because of this, right?

Right.

Then why is the Yin Qi on my head the heaviest? He didn't touch my head, the one who touched it was Hengheng's mother.

Because he had touched Hengheng's mother's hand.

Tang told me that the thief must have something on her mind, so she wandered around the Yin Yang Twilight Zone without entering the reincarnation cycle. I don't need to worry about that.

By now, our First Uncle had already fallen asleep and was no longer staring at Feng Beishui. Feng Beishui who was in the middle bunk opposite us was the same as when we left, her posture hadn't even changed.

After being tossed around at such a late hour, I was also sleepy, so I quickly fell asleep …

Tang and the others were also eating their instant noodles, their first uncle had already returned to his original form and was staring straight at Feng Beishui.

Uncle, that girl hasn't gotten up yet?

Not only did he not get up, he did not even move, neither did he eat nor did he go to the toilet, neither did he drink, Nanshan, do you understand the meaning behind this?

Yeah, I know, I fell asleep.

You understand! This little girl's mental strength far surpasses that of an ordinary person. She is in the midst of breaking through to the next stage!

Fasting a valley and meditating, this is not a realm that ordinary people can reach. Not to mention her strength, her state of mind is already very high, it is very likely that she is also a cultivator, which is the second kind of person in the world that First Uncle had spoken of — she is not an ordinary person.

Everyone sat on his bed and maintained the same posture as they stared at Feng Beishui, before they started to eat the instant noodles.

Feng Beishui, I have only seen this girl's arms before, she is truly mysterious. Even until now, I have not been able to see her entire appearance.

When I finished my instant noodles and smoked in the carriage, the skinny conductor came over to smoke. Seeing that I was smoking an old version of the chicken, she immediately asked where this cigarette came from.

A friend gave it to me, so why don't you have one too? What? Do you know this type of cigarette?

Of course. It has been out of production for so many years. Who gave it to you?

conductor asked this question. I couldn't possibly answer that it was given to me by that damned pickpocket, so I casually said that it was a distant relative.

After conductor heard this, her expression became complicated and she became somewhat lonely for a moment.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. I've thought of a past and a 'friend'.

What past, what friends?

conductor fell into deep thought and after a long while, she told a story.

Many years ago, at that time, the speed of this carriage had not increased, it was just an ordinary green carriage with the word K written on it, it would take a long time to travel from our place to Yunnan. At that time, conductor was still young, but he would always stay on this carriage, from our city to the Yunnan Dalee, and from there to our city.

Day after day, year after year, finally, the conductor got to know a fixed passenger on the carriage. This guest was travelling back and forth between our city and the Dalee.

Initially, the conductor was curious and had chatted with this person a few times, but this person did not like to talk, nor did he seriously answer his questions.

Gradually, the conductor found out that there was a problem.

Almost every time this passenger showed up, the passengers on the train would throw away their belongings.

At that time, the condition of the train was already very poor. There were too many people, and people didn't have high awareness of the consequences. After all, the journey was long, and many customers slept on the train for a long time.

Therefore, conductor suspected that this regular passenger was a thief.

conductor informed the police and found a few unfamiliar guards to disguise themselves as passengers and waited for the regular customer to make a move.

As expected, under the deliberate supervision of the conductor, the police and the passengers, the regular passengers were caught red-handed and revealed themselves during the process of stealing.

This was supposed to be the case at the station police station, but when the car was on its way, far from the next stop, the passengers were indignant and began to talk back and forth about the pickpocket who had stolen from the train.

Not to mention that these passengers might have suffered in real life. They would vent all their anger on the pickpocket. Anger was contagious.

There were more than a hundred passengers in one carriage. All of them were extremely hostile towards the pickpocket, as if he had committed a heinous crime.

People seemed to have found a target to vent their negative emotions, and began to attack the pickpocket with vicious words. The situation worsened, becoming more and more intense, from the initial cold confrontation to the sarcastic remarks, sarcastic remarks, angry looks, and public anger that were difficult to calm down …

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