The firelight illuminated the old man's calm face.

He was breathing evenly, apparently just asleep.

It is not uncommon to see such an old man on an ordinary train.

The strange thing is that they are now in a train that has been dusty for an unknown number of years.

That kind of fear is not just because of the old man's sudden presence...

When seeing him for the first time, a deep sense of disobedience emerged in Yueguang's heart.

It wasn't until the pianist got over the initial surprise and was able to calm down and observe that the pianist knew what the source of this sense of disobedience was...

The old man's style of dress is obviously outdated.

Especially the black ribbon bow tie on the shirt—maybe people would have dressed like this fifty years ago...

A passenger from fifty years ago?

If he was really a passenger on this train, then he should have been turned into a bone by now.

Still dozing off in the dark.

The three exchanged a look. Moonlight's advice is not to wake up the creepy passenger—after all, the move risks getting out of hand.

However, after careful consideration, Sean still decided to try to wake up the old man...

"To solve the mystery of this weird train, we may need more information." Sean, the captain, said.

After taking sufficient precautions, Sean patted the old man's shoulder lightly.

The latter rolled his eyeballs under his eyelids, but turned his head in another direction.

"Sir?" Sean held his shoulder and shook it.

The dozing man only then woke up.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he was surprised to find that the three masks were illuminated by the fire.

Sean's steady voice sounded: "Sir, please don't be nervous, we are here to help."

"Mystery seekers." The old man nodded quickly, "I have seen mysteries - you are experts in solving evil."

No abnormal behavior. Sean nodded in relief.

"What's the matter, what happened to this train?" The old man frowned in confusion.

He found that the surroundings were very dark, and the train seemed to have stopped in a tunnel.

"Some things did happen." Sean maintained a kind tone, "I would like to ask you, what is the destination of your trip?"

The old man blinked, as if recalling, and after a while, he said, "Huishan Town, I'm going to Huishan Town."

Sean and Moonlight glanced at each other, and both saw some bitterness in each other's eyes—

As early as ten years ago, Huishan Town was erased from the map because of an Ace-level evil incident.

Sure enough, this old man, like the carriage he was riding in, came from the past.

"Then sir, the next question is a bit strange, but I still hope you can tell me."

After recalling just now, the old man's mind seems to be clearer, he nodded: "You can ask."

"What year is this year?"

The old man seemed to have sensed that something was wrong, and he nervously put his hand on the seat next to him: "1860, isn't it?  …

"Gentlemen, you frighten me a little."

After speaking, he felt that the touch of his fingers was a little strange.

Lifting it up and looking at it by the light of the fire, what I touched with my fingertips was a thick layer of dust.

"What's going on here?" The old man's voice was a little flustered, "Isn't this year 1860?

"How long have I been asleep?

"No, my daughter is still waiting for me at home!" He suddenly wanted to stand up. Sean pressed his shoulder.

Unknowingly, Xiao En poured some spiritual power into his psychic matter that could neutralize intense emotions.

The old man's heartbeat and emotions stabilized: "Gentlemen, what's going on, can you tell me?"

Sean pondered for a moment.

He decided to tell the old man the truth and see if he could get some useful information.

"It's certainly not 1860 now."

After hearing this sentence, the brows of the old man were bitter.

"I'm afraid you have slept for a considerable time...

"In order to be able to solve the troubles we encountered," Sean looked directly at the old man with encouraging eyes, "We need you to recall what happened before you went to sleep."

The old man swallowed saliva in vain with his parched mouth.

He started blinking, remembering everything before he fell asleep.

The next scene made Moonlight feel something was wrong.

The old man just started to touch his own memories, the expression on his entire face seemed to have seen a ghost—

Eyes wide open, jaw drooping, face livid.

His lips moved wildly, and there was a meaningless murmur in his throat.

"Xiao, out of control!" Moonlight quickly reminded.

Sean waved his hands towards his teammates. After the old man fell into a state of embarrassment, he still asked in a calm voice: "What's the matter, what do you remember?"

The old man's livid face turned pale, and he turned to Sean helplessly—

The face shifted so quickly that in the blink of an eye it was that of a lifeless, dead man.

The dead man said as if exhaling his last breath:

"I…

"I, I'm dead!"

Then, a few flowers of blood bloomed on the old man's old shirt.

As if in order to recover the lost time, the blood flower quickly oxidized and dried up, turning into a dull black.

The old man's body also withered quickly, and the time regained the original luster and elasticity of his skin—

From a living person to a mummy, it only took five seconds.

Before the shocking change in front of him had time to fully digest, something even more frightening happened suddenly.

Suddenly, the train moved.

Outside the car window, there were creepy shouts.

In the dry compartment illuminated by the scorching sun, people were screaming and fleeing.

The three of Xiao En were surprised to see that the Quebec people with reddish-brown skin and oil paint on their faces rushed into the moving train and pulled the trigger on the passengers indiscriminately.

Outside the car window, the Quebec man, covered in oil and sweat, with red and black skin shining brightly in the sun, was riding a fierce horse, with a strange smile on his face, raised his pistol, and shot Sean in the face.

The bullet shattered the glass and embedded itself in the air in front of Sean.

"Go, get out of here." Sean gave the order, and the three of them galloped forward in the chaotic crowd, passing through one row after another of cars that fell into chaos due to the attack of the Quezu, until they rushed to the end of the last car, they As if stepping into the night in an instant, I returned to the dark passageway connected by countless carriages...

"Just now..." Yueguang panted, pointing to the darkened back, "What's going on?"

Sean's eyes were calm, and his palm touched the air in front of him—due to the increase in the volume of his soul, he can now display the newspapers stored in the "Archives" directly through spiritual power.

It was an old newspaper from decades ago, and the headline on the front page of the newspaper read the headline in huge font:

"Burst! The Quebec massacred the passengers!"

A July 1860 issue of the Glorious City Post.

"What we experienced just now," Sean nodded to the headlines in the air, "is the incident described in this news."

In order to **** the supplies carried by the train, the roaring Quebec people rode fierce horses, climbed onto the train, and killed hundreds of innocent people.

Later, in order to retaliate ~lightnovelpub.net~, the local police militia gathered a team of 200 people and carried out a retaliatory massacre against the Quebec people who committed the crime...

An out-and-out tragedy.

"That is to say..." Moonlight Lake's blue eyes moved left and right, "The train that had the tragedy will also be 'collected' here?"

Sean frowned and didn't answer.

After a long silence, Sea of ​​Shimmer stood up.

The morning star on the mask became extraordinarily bright, as if staring deeply at the darkness ahead: "I feel...

"We're almost at the end of this 'train'."

He turned to Moonlight and Olivia beside him, and said softly: "I have a guess now.

"As long as we can reach the deepest part of this spiritual world.

"I can verify this conjecture."