Center for the Protection of Human Civilization

"If you don't have a reservation, please move to the second floor. The

cold voice of the woman at the front desk came, and the footsteps paused, and a child's voice said in a milky voice

, "Sister,

we don't have an appointment.

"It doesn't matter, we support on-site booking, excuse me, you need to stay for a few days." The

front desk lady softened a little when she heard the child's voice.

"We need..." "We want..."

There seemed to be countless people talking about it, and a dizzying sound came, and the four people in the corner of the hall closed their eyes tightly.

Sachiko Nishikawa calmly held the guitar case, and the remaining three were not so good, and Shota, who did not have any exorcism equipment, turned even pale, covering his mouth as if he was about to vomit.

"We will dwell here, first for five days. In the

end, they didn't seem to come up with anything.

"Okay, excuse me, what do you have to pay?" said

the front desk lady's voice softly.

"She. Countless

voices pointed to one location.

Nangong Meng took a deep breath, secretly opened some eyes, and through the faint light of the cross, he could observe that a limp spirit was thrown out by a group of people wearing various clothes,

and the spirit seemed to be a little girl, with an expressionless face, and her eyes were like a rotting corpse that had been dead for ten thousand years.

She's dead... Utterly, in the true sense of the word.

When a person dies, consciousness also fades away, and only the strongest feelings can anchor them in the world... A soul that does not know that it is dead will gradually lose all emotion to the point of slowly dissipating.

Different from the dissipation of grievances, the process of losing emotions on the last train of Huangquan is the pinnacle of experiencing various emotional thresholds without limit, so that ordinary life can no longer arouse its consciousness.... It was an extremely painful process, experiencing countless times of suffering beyond human suffering, and finally even the soul broke down and dispersed.

The last train to Yellow Springs may have been formed naturally by extreme coincidence, but... Historically, most of the last train to Huangquan was caused by people, and it was released when the resentment was at its greatest, causing a ghost disaster comparable to a natural disaster.

Among them, women are often far weaker in spirit than men, and suffer in more ways....

And the spirit of children is weaker than that of adults, so it is often the soul of the little girl that dissipates first.

"We don't accept this. The front desk lady's

voice became cold again, and the crowd rioted for a moment, and soon, in the midst of screaming, a woman with a disheveled hair was dragged out, and when thrown in front of the front desk lady, she stopped screaming as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

"It's your luck.... Relief...."

The sparse sound of the crowd came again, and the woman actually nodded, shook her body, and strolled to the ..... of the restaurant area

Don't be a child?Is it the kindness of the front desk lady......

Nangong Meng endured the fear in his heart, watched those people take the key and staggered up to the second floor, and found that Qian Hanye also opened his eyes and looked around by the light of the copper coin.

"Thousand, Qianhan-chan.... Did

you see—" "

What do you see?" Qian

Hanye looked at Nangong Meng, who was already trembling, and asked in a low voice.

Again, only you can see something like that yourself....

"It's over, it's okay.

As the last train from Huangquan walked to the second floor, the fear that sent chills down my spine finally disappeared for the most part, and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I found that the time had already crossed an hour.

"Well, what the hell is going on..."One

of the most scared was Shota, he didn't expect to encounter these things at all, and his legs were trembling.

"I'm sorry, Shota, I didn't expect to meet such a fierce guy so soon.

Sachiko Nishikawa kept her eyes closed, and only then did she glance around with her peripheral vision until they were completely far away, and sighed, which was a rare comfort to Shota.

"You... Sachiko, you know, these are true?" Shota

broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't really believe that he joined the Psychic Society... It's half-believing or not, rather believing that it has an attitude of not believing it, but I didn't think that I actually encountered this situation.

"Sort of.

Sachiko Nishikawa closed her eyes, bent her waist slightly, and posed in an Indian style with one hand in front and the other behind her back.

For a while, there was an indescribable atmosphere rising from his body, like murderous intent, but unexpectedly reassuring.

"The sword can cut things, and the heart can cut the spirit, so the kendo family that cultivates the sword heart has always had a tradition of exorcism... Of course, in modern times, this tradition is almost non-existent, but I still know a little, but I have never encountered such a legendary ghost, never before.

"In general, 99% of ghost legends are caused by demons, and there are very few ghosts in the world, and even if there are, they are imps who do very little harm.

"Even, if you don't believe it, it really doesn't affect you.

"So, what is our situation now—" "

Let's be honest, I don't know.

Sachiko Nishikawa raised her head and looked down at the almost dark hallway.

"Shota, Chihanba, Nangong Yume... It's come to this, it's useless to complain and fear, we're going to get out of here, what UHG company... Sorry, I haven't heard of it, it could be some official exorcism organization, but it's too hard to find them, my advice is to cancel everything and we'll go back.

"Especially Shota, this has nothing to do with you, I promise, I will do everything in my power to keep you safe so that you can go back safely."

"I... I don't need to..."Even

though he was afraid, Shota still blushed, as a boy, he was told by a girl to protect something...

"It's not your fight, I'm sorry to get involved, but from now on, you're going to do my bidding.

"Chikazuha, you know something, too, about your mother... I don't want to irritate you, but if you want to track down that organization, you won't just be lucky.

"All in all.... To live, to live from here first.... Let's talk about it.

Sachiko Nishikawa looked at Nangong Meng, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and she still spoke.

"Nangong Meng, at this time... Don't hide it, you should have a clue about the ghosts in it, let's say, it's important to live now.

Nangong Meng was shocked, but quickly calmed down.

Sachiko Nishikawa... Sure enough, I know something.

Up to now, Nangong Meng will not be fully trusted by anyone except Qianhanye.... It's not that I don't believe in his character, many times, ghosts will temporarily invade the human body, trick it into doing something, and only those closest to him will notice subtle changes in his personality.

However, Sachiko Nishikawa is right, although I don't know what the situation of the Western-style pavilion is, but at the moment of the last train from Huangquan, this is already a big murderer, and it is countless times stronger than the ghosts he encountered before... If you want to survive now, you have to be united.

"Okay..."

Nangong Meng bit her lip and told all the information she knew about the last train from Huangquan, and forcibly suppressed the doubts in her heart, anyway, there will be time to ask in the future, and escaping is the most important thing at the moment.

(Warm up, about half a month later, there will be time, and it must be full!4,000 words a day.) ）