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Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked through the train carriage and walked all the way.

The only sound left on the entire carriage was the sound he made when he was walking.

He passed a carriage, and all he saw were passengers lying on the table or leaning on the seat and falling asleep.

Everyone on the train fell into a deep sleep for no reason.The expressions on their faces were peaceful and peaceful, as if they were having a sweet dream.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't feel that such a scene was very harmonious at all, he only felt that it was unreasonably weird.

Under such circumstances, the happy expressions on the faces of these people made this weird feeling even more intense.

It's impossible for the passengers on the whole train to make an appointment to sleep together, right?To be able to do such a thing, there must be some strange force at work.

Regardless of whether this power is harmful or not, for the sake of his master, Tsurumaru Kuninaga intends to find out the disturbing source and eliminate it in one fell swoop.

It's not just that these people have a weird feeling, there is an ominous atmosphere in the whole carriage, which makes him feel extremely uncomfortable.

It's like... walking in the belly of a demon.

Probably because he was once enshrined in the shrine, Tsurumaru Kuninaga is more sensitive to these ominous atmospheres than other Token Fusangshin.

It only takes a little bit of that rotten smell to make him sick to the point of nausea.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was very cautious when walking on the train. He didn't know if something would happen suddenly, so his hand was always pressed on the handle of the saber at his waist.

If any accident happened, he would immediately rise up and draw his sword to face the enemy.

When passing one of the carriages, he saw a few familiar people.

It's not that his face is familiar, after all, he used to be a royal servant, how could he meet a few acquaintances?Before the more distant era, all the people he was familiar with were probably dead.

The uniforms on those people made Tsurumaru Kuninaga very familiar.

The style of the uniform is very similar to the suit that Arisukawa Ikutoki carried with him. They are all black uniforms with stand-up collars. The material is different from ordinary clothes at first glance, but Arisukawa Ikutoki's uniform seems to have been made to stand out a little. Body changes.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced at the young man in the green and black checked patterned haori leaning on the shoulder of the young man in the flame patterned haori.The blond-haired boy and the boar-headed boy on the opposite side fell asleep on their backs, and one of them even started to drool.

Probably doing some intoxicating dream.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was about to continue walking when he heard some noises.

——In this train where everyone fell into a deep sleep, except for their inhuman swordsmen, probably only the culprit can stay awake, right?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's heart shuddered.

He leaned over quietly, and when he moved, he was as light and silent as a crane.

Voices came from the carriage ahead.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga approached quietly and glanced through the gap.

This glance made him feel a little surprised—it was not a person who spoke, but a hand.

It was just a broken hand, but there was a mouth on the back of the hand, and the mouth opened and closed, uttering words.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga narrowed his eyes.He knew that it was definitely not human, but he wasn't sure if it was a demon or a ghost.

But it doesn't matter, no matter what it is, as long as he kills it, everything will be fine.

Kneeling in front of that hand were four teenagers with black eye sockets and emaciated faces, all of them had dull and lifeless expressions on their faces.

"Tie this rope to their and your own hands, and remember, don't touch those ghost hunters."

The tone of his hands was very strange: "Now, you go to enter the spiritual world of those ghost hunters, find their spiritual core, and destroy them."

He laughed strangely while talking with his hands, and his words were full of temptation: "In that case, I will let you have a sweet dream."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyelids twitched, the source of those people's dreams was indeed this hand.

"Yes." The four children replied in unison.

Seeing those children coming into this carriage, Tsurumaru Kuninaga took a few steps back and dodged to the back carriage to avoid temporarily.

He heard the intention of that hand——that hand wanted to use those human children to kill those ghost hunters.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga is not cold-tempered, but right now he really has no intention of helping those ghost hunters.His own lord doesn't know what to do, how can he have the time to help others?

He was just about to pull out the knife to cut off the weird hand, but the movement stopped.

That hand is probably not the source, even if it is the source, it is only one of the sources, and it must not be the main culprit.Even if he beheaded that hand, it would not help, but would make the culprit vigilant.

In that case, it may be more difficult for him to kill the main body of the culprit in one fell swoop.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand holding the handle of the knife relaxed slightly.The most important thing now is to find the source. As for the hand, he can leave it alone for now.

As long as the source is resolved, this hand will naturally be useless.

The source of that hand must be the place where the corrupt and ominous atmosphere is the strongest.It's just that the range of this train is too large, and there is an ominous smell everywhere, and he can't tell where the strongest smell is for a while.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga calmed down and slowly felt where the place with the strongest smell was.

That breath didn't seem to be in the train, but in the sky... Tsurumaru Kuninaga's expression froze for a moment, and then he looked up at the roof of the car.

He reached out his hand to his chin, looked at the window in the train carriage, and the dark shadow of the tree outside the window flashed away.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out his hand to open the window, turned over sensitively, and jumped onto the roof of the train with ease.

After dying in the dream, Arisukawa Ikutoki could feel that he seemed to be pulled out of the dream by a force.

He can clearly know that he is dreaming.

"Ah!" Ranto Shiro exclaimed suddenly, "The lord has reacted!"

California Qingguang and Yiqi Yizhen looked over immediately, staring at Arisukawa Ikutoki's sleeping face with bated breath.

The young man with long black hair had a calm expression on his face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.What he saw was a dazzling bright yellow light.

The suddenly turned on lights were so dazzling that he almost shed tears.

"My lord..." Yiqi was stunned and frowned, "Why... are you crying?"

"Hey..." You Qi Chuan Yu Shi was stunned when he heard the words, "Did I cry?"

He raised his hand to touch his eyes, only to realize that he actually shed tears.

Tears fell from his eyes along the curvature of his cheeks and soaked into the cracks of his lips.The tip of the tongue immediately felt the salty taste of tears.

He actually cried.

why?

wake up.

He is not in modern times, but in Taisho period.It has been a year since he left that era, why did he still dream when he was dreaming?

You Qi Chuan Yushi pursed his lips tightly, his brows and eyes filled with sadness.

Yiqi opened his mouth, he wanted to ask the Lord why he shed tears, but that would probably touch on something that would make the Lord sad.

He ended up asking nothing.

"Are you okay?" California Qingguang looked worried.

Luan Teng Shiro comforted him very lively: "It's okay, sad things and everything will pass, isn't your lord still with us?"

Arisukawa Ikutoki wiped away tears with his fingers, and stroked Toushiro's warm orange long hair with a smile: "Yeah."

At this time, Arisukawa Ikutoki began to observe the surrounding environment.

Except for him and his sword Fusangshin, everyone on the train fell into a deep sleep.

He glanced at it, and counted them one by one - Yiqi Yizhen, California Kiyomitsu, Ranto Shiro... and then they disappeared.

He lost a sword to pay the mourning god.

Arisukawa Ikutoki lowered his head, glanced at the missing Tsurumaru Kuninaga in his hand, and asked after a moment of silence, "Where is Tsurumaru Kuninaga?"

"He said he was going to look around." Yiqi Yizhen replied.

Arisukawa Ikushi opened his mouth to say something, but finally gave up.

Forget it, Tsurumaru Kuninaga has already left anyway, so what's the use of him preaching at this time?

In any case, even if this Sword Fusangshen is a bit out of tune, at least it is reliable in battle, right?

Arisukawa Ikutoki hoped that he would not act recklessly on a serious occasion.

"We must have encountered a ghost." Arisukawa Ikutoki tried to wake up Odagiri Toshiki who was sleeping across from him, but Odagiri Toshiki slept like a dead pig and didn't respond at all.

It seems... this level of external force cannot wake up a person who is trapped in a dream.

Arisukawa Ikutoki gave up on waking up Odagiri Toshiki, instead of wasting this effort, it would be better to find the ghost that caused the mischief and kill him quickly.

He picked up the sun wheel knife and began to look for places with strange auras.After a few seconds, he felt a little strange.

This train is full of ghosts everywhere, as if there are ghosts everywhere.But that is impossible, these ghosts have exactly the same aura, it is impossible for this ghost to be everywhere on the train, right?

"It's a bit strange," Ikuto Arisukawa clenched the hilt of the Hilun Saber and reminded, "Be careful."

"Well, we will pay attention." Yiqi Yizhen looked solemn, his main body was a Taidao, and what he was least good at was fighting in such a narrow place.

When passing by the compartment of the dining car, Arisukawa Ikutoki took a few table knives and left.Before taking two steps, he encountered a ghost—it was wrong to say it was a ghost, it was a hand.

The hand with the mouth.

At first glance, it was part of the unknown ghost's body.

Arisukawa Ikushi didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, he inserted the table knife that came along into the center of that hand, and nailed the hand in place.

Ranto Shiro moved quickly, the sharp blade of the dagger in his hand split the hand in two, and under the corrosion of spiritual power, the hand quickly turned into nothingness.

Even if this hand disappeared, the sleeping people in the carriage did not wake up, this was what Arisukawa Ikutoko expected.

Unless the ghost dies, this blood ghost technique will not be lifted.

The closer he got to the middle of the train, the more he could feel a ghostly aura that was gradually getting stronger.

Arisukawa Ikutoki suddenly looked up at the roof of the car.

The ghost is on the roof.

There was a person standing on the roof of the train, and it was wrong to say that it was a person, it was just a ghost in human skin.

The ghost had black hair and a strange square-shaped pattern painted on its face.A few words appeared in his pupils—one of the lower strings.

The ghost was dressed in a well-groomed Western-style suit, but his tone of voice was so strange that it only made people feel horrified.

"It is such a blessing to be able to die in a dream."

"The heart of a creature like a human being is like a glass handicraft, as long as it is touched lightly... it will be shattered."

His tone of voice was very pleasant, like singing.

Then, he seemed to have noticed something moving, and turned his head to look behind him.

A man appeared behind him.

The young man like a white crane lightly landed on the roof of the train, and the white clothes lifted by the wind seemed to be the spread wings of a crane.

Fu Sangshen, who was all white, looked extremely dazzling in the darkness, and his pupils were brighter than Jiyue.

The young man held down the hilt of the sword, and drew the sword.

The snow-white light reflected from the blade reflected Nightmare's face, and the young man greeted him with a smile.

"Good evening, did it scare you?"

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I didn't wake up until after nine o'clock in the evening, and the five alarm clocks didn't wake me up

I'm a pig woo woo woo woo

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感谢在2020-01-1423：43：40~2020-01-1523：22：45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 ink's true color;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yuqian Tassels; 6 bottles of Yumu; 3 bottles of Twelve Niangs;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!