The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 181 The train starts again
Just as the five people were fighting fiercely with the ghosts in the ghost realm, a glimmer of light suddenly brightened just above this dark territory.

The golden light is looming hidden in the clouds. If you look closely, you will find that this is not the sun at all, but another color that is more dazzling than the sun.

Moreover, the current time is not morning light, and the direction of the sun is not here.

In the golden light, a staircase made of gold spread out from the clouds, and a handsome and cold young man stood on the last level of the steps holding a spear.

His face was very serious, the ghost eyes on his forehead moved restlessly, and a rich red light lit up behind his body. After the red light, the ghost eyes turned extremely scarlet, and his eyes moved to the darkness at his feet.

"It's a complete body ghost difference."

Yang Jian's face was extremely cold, and he squinted his eyes to look at the ghost realm of ghosts. Although this ghost realm was extremely dark, it still could not escape his ghost eyes. He took in the scene in the ghost realm with just a cursory glance.

"I didn't expect that in the Republic of China decades ago, ghosts had grown to this point. In modern times, no one can stop such evil spirits. The mascot at the headquarters is not qualified to touch porcelain. I don't know what group of people are there? What methods will the old people of the Republic of China use to deal with it?"

Yang Jian pondered for a while, and felt more and more that it was a very important decision to limit the development of ghosts as early as possible.

Guizhan of this level has a tendency to catch up with him.

"The possession of the wish ghost has completely released the power of the ghost. It is now an existence that cannot be imprisoned. If the wish ghost cannot be separated and the number of ghosts can be reduced at the same time, even if Zhang Dong comes, it will be impossible to imprison it."

He thought about it and soon found a way to imprison the ghosts. After taking another look at the five people in the ghost domain, he had the idea of ​​​​leaving without intending to help.

In fact, as long as he moved his mouth slightly and made a wish, he could easily break through the darkness.

But instead of doing that, he turned around and disappeared into the clouds.

The affairs of the Republic of China should be resolved by the people of the Republic of China.

But Yang Jian's figure did not disappear. Instead, he crossed thousands of kilometers and arrived in another city in the blink of an eye.

Look around.

In the corner of this city, there is a strange train parked in the air 100 meters above the ground. The train is very long, with more than twenty carriages.

The body of the car is scarlet, and the front of the car is black. It looks a bit unreal from a distance, and at the same time, the car body exudes powerful supernatural traces.

"Zhang Dong."

Yang Jian saw Zhang Dong in the third carriage. He was groping for something in the carriage at the moment, unaware that his teammates in another city were in dire straits.

"Are you trying to master the control of this ghost train, but your method is wrong. The secret can only be discovered when the train starts moving."

"But you don't have much time left."

He looked at the ghost train with cold eyes, then raised the spear in his hand, pointed the tip of the spear directly in front of the train, and used some kind of powerful supernatural power.

Suddenly.

A huge roar suddenly came from the stalled locomotive, followed closely by the sound of the steam engine. Flames burned wantonly in the boiler, and those unburned ghosts were ignited again, letting out miserable wails.

Simultaneously.

Right in front of the train, due to the supernatural influence of the deceitful ghost, a large number of living body parts emerged, and the corpses were connected to each other to form a flesh and blood railway track.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!~"

The locomotive began to produce terrifying stress, driving forward with 21 carriages, and that terrifying gravitational force appeared again.

"The rest is up to you~"

After doing all this, Yang Jian put the spear to his mouth and whispered, and the god-like body disappeared.

Zhang Dong, who was in the third car, first felt a huge movement, and then the car body shook uncontrollably, and the scenery outside the window began to recede.

Followed by.

Yang Jian's voice reached his ears.

Zhang Dong's expression immediately became solemn. He turned around and saw the golden light in the sky quickly dissipating through the window. He immediately realized that Yang Jian had tampered with the train.

"Oh shit!"

"I worked so hard to stop this train, and you started it again!"

At this moment, he had the idea of ​​tearing Yang Jian apart, but the whisper in his mind was still echoing, making him calm down instantly.

"I'll leave the rest to you~" What does this mean?
Could it be that Yang Jian is helping him?

Zhang Dong squinted his eyes and noticed that although the ghost train was moving, the direction was not straight ahead, but in an upward arc.

The car body tilted a little, as if it was going to fly into the sky.

He crawled to the window and took a look outside, and noticed that the flesh-and-blood railway track was indeed spreading towards high altitudes away from the city. The train was also slowly rising under the influence of the railway track, and it was unable to change the direction of the railway track independently, so it was unable to control it. The train's destination.

"Yang Jian is controlling the direction of this train, ensuring that it will not cause damage to reality and at the same time letting it start. It should be to provide me with some information."

"But this is not in line with his philosophy, because he will not actively interfere in the affairs of the Republic of China unless he has seen that the next development of things will deviate from the correct line."

"Could it be."

Zhang Dong's expression condensed, and he realized that he had been delayed on this train for too long. Maybe his teammates elsewhere were in danger and most likely needed his help.

Thinking of this, he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

"Do you want to leave first?"

He glanced at the car, then looked out the window, and suddenly felt hesitant.

The flesh-and-blood railway track was very long, at least several kilometers above the ground. The buildings on the ground were as big as ants. No matter how strong the gravitational pull of the train was, it would cause minimal harm to the ground.

And it won’t get out of control in a short time.

You can leave completely.

The only worry was that the priest might show up again and take the car away, and it might be difficult to find it again next time.

The situation seems to be in a dilemma.

After some consideration, Zhang Dong punched the car hard, his eyes becoming cold.

"Ignore them for now, this train is more important."

He believed that other teammates were capable of facing danger, even though he didn't know what the danger was.

Immediately.

Zhang Dong continued to walk towards the fourth carriage, but just as he started, he suddenly noticed that the seats in the carriage were filled with passengers.

It seemed like it popped out of nowhere in the blink of an eye.

These passengers were all dressed up in suits and leather shoes, and they were all dressed in extremely brand-new clothes. Some wore tall hats, some wore scarves, and white gift scarves were stuffed on their chests.

He looked like a noble person.

But their expressions were extremely cold, and although they tried their best to hide them with smiles, they still couldn't hide their identities as ghosts. Instead, they made normal smiles look creepy.

Obviously, this carriage is full of ghosts.

Their behavior is very dignified and elegant, and each is busy with different things.

Some were talking in pairs, their voices a little low, and the content of the conversation could not be heard clearly, while others were looking at the scene outside the car window attentively, as if they had seen some charming scenery.

Some patiently enjoyed the food in front of them, but upon closer inspection, there were broken fingers on the plate. Scarlet blood was still coming out of the wounds, and the blood gathered together to fill up half of the plate. A dinner plate, with a few pale eyes emerging from it.

What's more, he gently took off his head and put it in the luggage bag in his hand. Then he stood up from the seat and walked towards the car door.

This headless corpse seemed to be about to get off the bus. It walked very gracefully and seemed particularly inconsistent.

But all the ghosts seemed to ignore Zhang Dong, and their silence was abnormal, as if he didn't exist.

Zhang Dong was a little surprised when he suddenly faced such a situation. His brows were furrowed, but he suddenly understood what Yang Jian was doing.

Followed.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, revealing a weird smile.

"It turns out that only when the train is running can we discover the abnormality."

(End of this chapter)