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The boxed lunch I ate at noon, Lin Wu wanted to change it in the evening. After consulting everyone’s opinions, he took out beef pot stickers and beef vermicelli soup prepared by Zhai Zhai. The side dishes included sweet garlic, sweet and sour lotus root slices, spicy seaweed knots and spicy Boneless Chicken Feet.

A meal that does not seem very luxurious is particularly precious during a long journey, especially when the hot, sour and spicy smell comes out, it immediately wakes up the drowsy nerves.

Keeping an eye out while eating, Tu Shanyu used his innate magical powers to create an illusion. Ordinary people look like they are just eating instant noodles. As for the taste, he naturally cast a spell to cover it up.Cultivators, goblins and ghosts always have ways to deal with ordinary people.

As a mortal, Lin Wu looked at the fellow mortal passengers around him, and suddenly felt an inexplicable helplessness of "the ignorant is the happiest". After the door of the new world was opened, he had already felt this emotion several times. In the eyes of other creatures, , mortals are definitely the best to fool.

"Wow, it's unscientific for you to bring so many delicious foods when you go out, why is the vermicelli soup still steaming, why the pot stickers look like they just came out of the pot, why the lotus root slices still look so hard, So crispy?" The black and thin young man frequently asked questions, his eyeballs had already fallen into the food at Lin Wu's table, he was swallowing his saliva like a starved ghost reincarnated, and the saliva almost fell on the table. up.

This time, no one paid attention to him.

Even if the young man took out a dilapidated "matchbox" like the previous one, it didn't attract their attention.Nesting on the window seat in dispirited mood, the young man looked out the window bitterly. It was pitch black outside, and occasionally there was a little fire among the shadowy trees. I don’t know whether it was from the street lamps on the far side of the road or from the houses in the countryside. of.

Looking away from the distance, the window fell on the window itself. The transparent glass became a mirror in the night, and the people in the carriage could be seen, but there were no two young people who were closest to the window, probably because they were too close. The glass doesn't show it.

The black and thin young man rubbed his stomach mournfully, he was very hungry, very hungry... It seemed that there was a big worm hiding in his stomach, and the food he ate did not go into the intestines but into the stomach of the big worm.He must constantly satisfy the appetite of the "big worm", otherwise it will roll and toss in his belly, eating his stomach, his heart, and everything in his stomach.

"I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry..." The young man kept repeating. He turned his head and stared at Lin Wu's desktop.

Opposite the black and thin young man, his companion, the slightly fat guy looked at him with flickering eyes, his face was cold and frightening, his short and thick fingers were on his thighs, covered by the table, he was clenching his fists where no one else could see him, The tighter it is, the joints break through the shackles of the flesh and protrude, showing a stiff bluish white.

After eating, I did a little activity, read a book and watched TV. The sound in the stuffy car gradually disappeared, and I became drowsy.

Lin Wu was half asleep and half awake when he felt something moving in the aisle. When he opened his eyes, he was so frightened that he lost all sleepiness. His back with goosebumps was pressed tightly against his warm and generous chest, and he felt that he was almost frightened. The three souls and seven souls that flew away returned to his body, and in an instant, fine cold sweat was forced out on his forehead. Fortunately, after he took over the Vientiane Building, he experienced many gods, gods and ghosts, and his nerves became stronger and stronger. He screamed for a while.

"What is it?" Lin Wu asked Zhao Fengming who was behind him with a breathy voice.

Zhao Fengming said, "Shh, don't talk."

The long, thin and stiff thing in the aisle had already reached the end of the carriage. Hearing the movement, he turned around suddenly, and stared blankly at the direction of Lin Wu and Zhao Fengming with his big table tennis eyes. Eyeballs, the black pupils on the eyeballs shrunk into small dots, and it looked like a little bit of sesame seed had been dotted on the white swollen eyeballs, which was very weird.

Facing the monster's face, Lin Wu tightly closed his mouth, not daring to make any noise to attract the monster's attention.Covering his mouth and nose with warm and dry palms, Lin Wu looked at Zhao Fengming suspiciously, and Zhao Fengming signaled with his eyes, telling him to be calm.

There was no movement, the monster was stunned for a while, and then turned its head. Even if it met Lin Wu's gaze for a moment, the monster didn't respond. It shouldn't be based on visual identification.

It bent down, and pressed its thin, dark face to the face of the passenger sitting in the first row, hugging the bag, and the sleeping passenger dreamed of something delicious in his sleep, his cheeks were agitated, and the expression on his face was full of joy.The joyful expression didn't last long, then became stiff and changed to restlessness and panic, the rosiness on the cheeks gradually disappeared and turned waxy white, but in contrast to the monster, greed appeared on the face of the black and thin dry wood, it was eating .

This scene reminded Lin Wu of the Dementor in "Harry Potter". After all, there are mythical barriers between the East and the West, and monsters are still very different. The one in front of me can't fly...

Lin Wu, who suddenly woke up and was frightened by the monster, gradually calmed down. Although he couldn't speak, he could still move his eyes.His gaze shifted from Tu Shanyu and his uncle who were sitting opposite to Bai Tingshan next to the aisle. He found that everyone else was wide awake and looking calmly at the monster in the distance.

Lin Wu suddenly felt awkward and embarrassed, he should be the one who was the least calm.

There was a little more weight on the shoulders, Zhao Fengming put his chin on Lin Wu's shoulders, comforting him silently.

Emotions came and went quickly, Lin Wu quickly calmed down completely, turned his head and silently asked what the monster was.

Zhao Fengming mouthed, "Starving to death."

This is the second time Lin Wu has heard of the starving ghost, and it is also the first time he has actually seen the starving ghost. Looking at the constantly moving monster, it turns out that this is the legendary starving ghost.

Starving ghosts are also called complaining ghosts. There is a folk saying that people who starve to death will become starving ghosts. Therefore, before the execution, there will be a full meal of guillotine, so that you can go on the road and become a full dead ghost; It is said that ghosts are also divided into three or six grades. Those who have money are rich ghosts, and they can still live happily after death. Those who have no money become the bottom of ghosts. The word "hungry"; of course, there are many legends about starving ghosts. In the six realms of reincarnation, there are countless starving ghosts living in the realm of hungry ghosts. They are born ghosts who crawled out of the river of forgetfulness...

No matter which way you say it, the image of a starved ghost is not good, with thin limbs and a miserable face, but with a big belly and an insatiable desire to eat.

There are many foods for starving ghosts, but human flesh and blood and anger are the best delicacies.

Obviously, the starving ghost in front of him feeds on anger.

Zhao Fengming stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction, Lin Wu looked over and found that the seat next to Baiting Mountain was empty, the dark and thin young man who had been sitting there was gone, and the skinny head of the starved ghost could vaguely see the young man look like.And beside the poplar tree, a fat young man sat with a pale face, his eyes were empty, and he looked abnormal.

Is he also a monster?

Currently unable to speak, Lin Wu doesn't know, and he doesn't even understand why the masters here didn't subdue the starving ghost?

It may not take long for the black and thin youth to become a starving ghost. The way of eating is relatively blunt, and he can only attack face to face. Once the person is lying on the table or the face is out of reach of the starving ghost, it will not be able to eat angry.

The carriage was so long, the starved ghost's limbs were stiff and his walking speed was not fast, so he came to Lin Wu's side.Just thinking about how to deal with it, Zhao Fengming covered Lin Wu's eyes and pressed his head. In the dark, he could feel the starving ghost walking beside him, accompanied by a fishy smell.The group of them really couldn't do anything, the starving ghost continued to walk back regretfully, and reached the end of this carriage...

"click-click-"

The sound of fingernails scratching the glass door was particularly obvious in the silence, the hand covering Lin Wu's eyes was released, and he saw the starving ghost again, standing on the door of the carriage, trying to find more delicious food in another carriage, But the brain of the starving ghost only has the word "hunger", so how to open the door has been abandoned to Java.

The angry starving ghost was about to destroy the glass door violently, when it was too late, Bai Tingshan suddenly jumped up with an indifferent expression on his chubby face, like a flying Xuanruan steamed bun flying towards the starving dead around ghosts.Before the starving ghost swung its sharp claws to make a move, Bai Tingshan let out a soft snort, and slapped the starving ghost on the forehead with a speed that the naked eye could not catch.

There was a tooth-piercing "creak" sound, and the body of a starved ghost was smashed to the ground like dry wood.

Bai Tingshan took out the "matchbox" that he got from the black and thin young man earlier, pressed his fingers on the box and touched the switch, and with a crisp sound, the lid of the box popped open to both sides, like a waste matchstick. The starving ghost was sucked in, leaving a puddle of black and smelly liquid on the ground.

Bai Tingshan held his nose in distaste, his small waist (where is the round waist?) twisted in the air, and flew back to sit down. He didn't even land on the ground when he shot the starving ghost to death. An expert is indeed an expert. , even if it looks like a child.

Can speak now.

Lin Wu pressed his voice and asked, "Why didn't you deal with it directly before?"

"Everyone has his own destiny, do you know that from the time they stepped on this train and sat in this carriage, they were destined to have this calamity tonight. Although we were born in the Five Elements, we are beyond the Five Elements and cannot Forcibly interfere with the fate of mortals." Although Bai Tingshan said with a smile, Lin Wu felt that he was extremely indifferent and cold-blooded, and he was a monk.

Bai Tingshan put away the smile on his face, and actually explained Lin Wu earnestly, "Fate is fixed, it's not good to interfere, and it will affect the future."

"What happens to people who have been starved to death and eaten?"

"It's just that I lost a little anger. I'll feel dizzy when I wake up tomorrow. It's nothing serious." Bai Tingshan said lightly.

Lin Wu nodded, suddenly his eyes widened and he looked out the window behind Bai Tingshan.

Something lying on the window.

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