Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom - Chapter 166

Heike walked in front, with the brown-haired girl in the middle and Wendell behind, and the three walked forward cautiously.

They need to be aware of the location of empty seats in the car so that they can sit on them at any time, and watch out for wandering ghosts.

Just as they passed through the two carriages, the train suddenly shook violently. The three hurriedly supported the seats to stabilize their figures, and the train unexpectedly stopped.

“Stopped? What’s the matter? Can you go out after stopping? Did you arrive at Tingen Station?”

Heike looked back at the two in surprise, and continued, “I’ll see if the door can be opened.”

Wendell frowned, and suddenly asked, “Heike, are you cold?”

“Okay.”

Heike replied casually, walked to the car door a few steps, grabbed the handle and twisted it vigorously.

Wendell walked over with the girl, Heike suddenly pulled inward, and the folding car door opened.

“We can go out now!”

Heike said happily, even his voice was no longer deliberately lowered.

“Wait a moment!”

Wendell also approached the door. He looked out, and the visibility in the dense fog was less than one meter. He could only vaguely see the black platform edge line on the ground, and there were a few faint oranges in the depths of the fog. Not only was there no one in the fog, there was not even a sound at all.

Suddenly, a strong force struck, pushing Wendell out at once.

The childish hole of the brown-haired girl behind the two magnified suddenly, and she suddenly turned around and ran away. In the corner of the eye just now, the shirt that was only exposed on the neck of Heike’s neck had turned bright red at some point.

Heike looked outside the dark door without any expression. He slowly unbuttoned, took off his coat, and threw it at his feet. He retreated his body into the dim light of the train, walking towards the rear of the train stiffly like a living corpse.

Wendell struggled to grab the iron handrail on the side of the train door with one hand, and the wet and cold wind hit his head and face. For the first time, he experienced the feeling of hanging on a running steam train, the thrill of flying.

The steam train never stopped at all.

Before, after discovering that Heike had buttoned all the buttons of his coat at some point, Wendell became wary of him. He never forgot that Heike drank the non-existent fruit juice mentioned in the instructions. .

But when Wendell was touched by Heike’s back, he was suddenly exhausted, and the push that he could have easily avoided pushed him directly out of the train and into the thick fog. Fortunately, out of contact, the strength immediately returned to the body, and Wendell turned around and grabbed the armrest.

When looking back, Wendell saw a group of bright red spots heavily smeared on the yellow canvas with a black background.

When you are hung up, you usually feel that your heart is as empty as your feet, behind you is the mist that blends with the darkness, and the car door in front of you is not closed, showing a rectangle of dim yellow.

So, do you let go and jump off the train, or climb back into the car?

Wendell returned to the train before his arms became sore.

The unknown always creates greater fear.

He didn’t know if the brown-haired girl escaped safely, but he felt that it was meaningless to go to her. She was a smart and calm girl, which was different from the gentle but not wise female image in his impression. If she hadn’t been mutated Heike caught on the spot, she should have escaped and hid herself.

Wendell continued to walk carefully to the next carriage.

As soon as he entered the carriage, he keenly sensed signs of movement in the carriage, so he took advantage of the opportunity and sat on an empty seat.

He waited quietly, and after a while, he heard the sound of rustling. He followed the sound and observed without any trace. After scanning the seat several times, he was surprised to see a small black head coming from under the car seat. drilled out.

It was a little boy, because Wendell didn’t have the experience of watching a child grow up, and he couldn’t accurately judge the age of the child. It should be less than ten years old, right? He guessed wildly.

Is the child a human or a ghost?

If it’s a human, what about… his parents? Wouldn’t they all turn into puppets? Children are unreasonable and incommunicable monsters, and he doesn’t cry or make trouble? Sure enough… that is not a real child.

At this moment, there was a “creaking” sound at the junction of the carriages. When the door was opened, a sales cart emerged, followed by a fat woman in a blue uniform.

Wendell immediately pretended to be dead and remained motionless. Although the passenger notice reminded the conductor in blue uniform that he was a normal person, he did not dare to take the risk.

“Auntie, I want milk, um… Is there any bread? I’m hungry.”

The immature child’s voice sounded, and Wendell finally resisted the urge to look up.

“Sir, there is no bread. You can drink a glass of milk or hot cocoa first. When the train arrives, you can enjoy dinner with your parents.”

Then there was the rustling voice, and finally the warm and soft female voice instructed: “Put the cup on the table after drinking, and I will collect it later.”

When the carriage returned to silence, Wendell could no longer bear to look at the child’s position.

The little boy sat comfortably between a man and a woman, holding a cup and drinking milk seriously.

This doesn’t look like a ghost, does it?

Wendell thought for a while, and took out a penny copper coin without making any sound. He quickly threw the copper coin on the ground and made a “dingdong”.

The little boy immediately raised his head, following the sound, he saw the trembling copper coins on the ground.

He hesitated for a while, put the cup on the table, and climbed out from under the seat skillfully. He looked left and right, then walked to the copper coin, bent down to pick it up, and carefully looked at the surrounding adults, but couldn’t tell which one was the owner and which one could speak, so he put the copper coin on the nearest table, and then He returned to his seat the same way.

When the little boy was drinking milk again, a gentle uncle sat in front of him.

“Are you here alone? Where are your…parents?”

“Mom and Dad are here, uncle, can’t you see?”

The little boy answered naturally, and carefully looked into the uncle’s eyes curiously.

Wendell was at a loss for words for a while, so he continued to ask gently: “Then they now…”

“You want to ask why they don’t talk or move? Uncle told me not to worry, this is the effect of magic, only very cute people can be exempted from the immobilization spell, it will be lifted automatically when the time is up, and it won’t hurt anyone Human.”

The little boy took another sip of milk and continued: “Mom always takes care of me. I seldom stay alone for a while. Uncle said, when he comes back, the time will come and the magic will be lifted.” .”

“Then do you know where that uncle went?”

“He said he was going to visit the conductor. They are good friends.”

“Then do you remember what that uncle looked like?”

“Well…he has black hair, golden eyes, he is very powerful, he can do magic tricks with playing cards and gold coins, he knows a lot, and he can tell very interesting stories.”

Children are indeed difficult creatures to communicate with.

“Have you ever seen a gray-white ghost in the carriage?” Wendell asked again.

“Uncle, have you seen it too? Then you are also a good boy with a kind heart~www.mtlnovel.com~ The little boy suddenly became interested, and he continued talking endlessly: “Uncle said, that is the little boy in the magical world.” Elves, only good children can see them. Because they are ugly, they are inferior and shy. They don’t like to talk to humans. If I see them, I have to pretend not to see them. Don’t stare at them or talk to them. If they Knowing that you will be sad when you are seen by others. ”

Well, your uncle was right.

“If there are conductors wearing red clothes passing by, don’t talk to them, they are very aggressive and will beat children.”

Following this line of thought, Wendell also added an “uncle said”.

Without getting much information, Wendell bid farewell to the little boy and planned to go to the train conductor as originally planned.

Maybe that person is a wild Extraordinary, and he is also working hard to find a way out. Maybe he can cooperate temporarily. Judging from the stories he makes up for children, he should be a person with a gentle heart. Usually, his character should be good. Maybe I can introduce him to join MI9, it’s good to be an informant, and you don’t have to worry about being exposed in the future.

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