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Taoist talismans are useless, and Buddhist scriptures are of limited use. They can only help me get rid of distracting thoughts in my mind. What can really hurt the flight attendant is the Order Usurper's Token.

This thing is obtained from the Double-faced Buddha and contains a hint of destiny. I don't know its other functions yet. I only know that it is a proof of a fortune-taker.

At this time, the flight attendant's body has changed. He is eight feet tall, has slender limbs, holds the wall with both hands, and is extremely fast.

Listening to the whistling wind and hoarse roar in my ears, I ran as hard as I could and finally ran out of this special car.

I closed the car door and took a breath. I looked sideways and saw that the flight attendant looked like a mutant giant spider with only four legs. Her arms crossed the wall. Pieces of tissue paper were flying in the car, mixed with the cries and wailings of all living beings.

"Is this guy crazy?" I didn't dare to stay any longer. I put half of the Order Usurper's Token in my hand and glanced at the porcelain bowl in my hand: "Not a drop of water in the bowl spilled. If this is really the legend, The Meng Po soup is a treasure."

It can erase memories without leaving any trace. This is a powerful weapon for murder and arson. If you really want to take me out of the train, it might become an important trump card in my hand.

But now was not the time to think about this. The iron door could not stop the flight attendant for long, so I continued to run away with the porcelain bowl in hand.

A strong stench flooded into my nostrils, and I entered the October 23rd carriage. The flight attendant was hot on my heels, but I noticed one detail. In this carriage, her movements slowed down a lot, unlike just now. It's the same in that carriage.

She slowed down, and although her face was ferocious, she didn't make too much noise, as if she was afraid of waking something up.

"She's worried about something." Live broadcasts many times helped me develop a pair of sharp eyes. As soon as my mind turned around, I immediately realized that this was an opportunity.

The more scrupulous the flight attendant is and fear of making too much noise, the more I have to do the opposite.

I kept chanting Buddhist sutras loudly in my mouth. When I passed those beds, whenever I saw someone on them, I would casually lift off the white cloth on the bed and throw it on the aisle.

The mutilated human figures under the white cloth frightened me. I didn't know whether what I did was right or wrong, but at this time I had no time to consider the consequences and just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

As more and more white cloths were lifted, I gained a new understanding of the October 23 carriage. Although those mutilated human figures looked miserable, they still had a certain sense of self. I felt from them There was a strong sense of resentment.

"According to what the flight attendant said, the 'people' on this train can only get off the train and start their lives again if they get rid of their karma. Those people who stayed on the train for seven days and seven nights, and even their internal organs, flesh and blood were mortgaged." If they can get out of the car, how heavy should their original sins be? "

It can be said that everyone in this carriage who remains to this day is a very evil person who has committed extremely evil crimes and caused trouble during his lifetime. They are very dangerous. If they were not suppressed by some kind of force in the train, or drank the Forgetfulness Water in advance, they would have turned into difficult evil ghosts and fierce spirits.

When the white cloth was lifted and these mutilated "people" moved their bodies, and some "people" even began to sit up slowly, the stewards yelled and cursed from behind me.

Her anger was the best proof to me: "This works!"

I pulled the white cloth apart harder, and the flight attendant's speed slowed down greatly. I turned around and saw some mutilated humanoid passengers who didn't take the flight attendant seriously at all. They even took the initiative to intercept the flight attendant.

However, these mutilated human figures are in an extremely weak state. Their body essence has been extracted cleanly, and only a worn-out skin remains at this moment.

"Saved!" The obstruction of the mutilated humanoids was vulnerable to the flight attendant, but they could not withstand the large number. The flight attendants knocked all the humanoid passengers away, but it didn't take long for the mutilated humanoids to crawl back again, slowly but persistently. He grabbed the flight attendant and climbed up her body.

"Luxing! Come back!"

The steward's angry shout made me shiver, and then I quickened my pace, passed through carriages 23, 24, and 25, and successfully entered the October 26 carriage.

I was highly focused, but when I ran to the bed where Master Wang was, there was not even a single figure on the empty bed.

"Master Wang?" I said loudly, and I didn't care if it would wake other passengers.

"Here!" Where Car No. 26 and Car No. 27 meet, Master Wang stuck his head out and waved to me.

I hurried over and was a little surprised by the scene I saw. In addition to Master Wang, there were five or six people standing here.

"they are?"

"They are just like you and me. They are all the lucky ones who wake up early and have not lost their self-awareness." From Master Wang, I learned that this train has a completely different attitude towards passengers. Those who have done good deeds and accumulated merit will get off the bus on the first day; those with minor karma and a balance of good and evil thoughts will get off the bus on the second day; those with heavier karma, who have committed murders, or have evil thoughts will get off on the third and third days. Get off the train on the fourth day; those with karmic obstacles and numerous evil deeds will be taken away in advance and given the water of forgetfulness and sent to the sleeper car, where they will not get off until the fifth or sixth day; as for the passengers in the last car, Most of them are heinous and have done many evil things. They may get off the bus on the seventh day, or they may never get off the bus.

During the few days that Mr. Wang stayed on the train, he seemed to be doing his job honestly and avoided repeated inspections by the flight attendants. However, as time passed, when one after another passengers around him were taken away, he became stupid and lost. After realizing himself, he finally couldn't sit still.

This suspense novelist is more cautious and sophisticated than me. He tries to communicate with those around him who still have self-awareness and unites everyone. He has accumulated enough power and has an absolute advantage in numbers, but He was still not ready to take action, but instead focused on other carriages.

Due to various reasons, they would emit a strong odor when leaving the car they were in and going to other cars, so he only came into contact with a very few passengers in the October 27th car and the October 25th car.

But it was this little contact that allowed Master Wang to learn a lot of important information. He discovered a weakness in the flight attendants. To be precise, it was a habit that could be regarded as a weakness.

Before each stop, the flight attendant will take out a yellow notebook and make a few sketches. Only after confirming the passenger's name will she let him get on the bus. For the flight attendant, the yellow notebook is crucial.

After the train stops, only the door numbered for that day will open. The conductor blocks the door and it is impossible to sneak out of the car in troubled waters. Therefore, there is only one way to steal the conductor's yellow book and lure her away.

According to Master Wang and other passengers on the bus, the main tool that flight attendants rely on to identify passengers is the yellow leather notebook. Without the yellow leather notebook, the flight attendant is as if he is blind.

The flight attendant had a habit of folding the yellow leather notebook and stuffing it into the left pocket of her uniform every time she finished using it. This little habit made Master Wang see an opportunity.

So he secretly teamed up with some passengers in the three carriages to formulate a detailed plan to steal the yellow book when the train was about to stop, and then get off the train to cause turmoil.

After Master Wang finished speaking, my face became weird. His method was feasible, but that was before. Just now I annoyed the flight attendant, and now she has turned into a monster. Even if it is stolen Huang Piben, she may not change her goal.

Of course, I will not tell Master Wang this. He can unite most of the passengers in the three carriages in order to leave the train. I will do whatever it takes to survive.

"I have told you all my plans, now is it time for me to see your sincerity?" Master Wang and the other passengers surrounded me. They had already discussed it and all said: " At which stop is it safe to get off?”

I hesitated for a moment, and when I was about to say something, the train shook violently and began to slow down.

"We've arrived!"