The Last Train to Hell

Master Lin nodded to me, and before I could understand what he meant, he dragged me away from here.

I looked back as I walked, trying to make sure my guess was correct, but there were too many ghosts.

I also saw that deja vu, and I was really helpless.

I find it a bit incredible that Ling Sui was stopped like this.

But the network formed by the red rope and talisman paper is obviously shaky, but in fact, its power to the spirit is comparable to that of an electric grid.

Ling Sui was blocked there, and there was no possibility of coming over.

The man in the suit silently followed the two of us and continued his life of pretending to be deaf and mute.

I'm not that curious about him anymore. Even if I ask him, if he doesn't want to tell me, he won't tell me.

I don't ask him, if he wants to say it, he will say it.

I have no interest at all in matters in Master Lin's circle. I'm not someone who cares about the country and the people, so why bother worrying so much about it.

When I got to the center of the tomb, I had a feeling.

Incredible.

Is there really a coffin made of gold? Good guy's coffin must be worth 18 million.

If this can be delayed, I won't have to worry about marrying a wife and having children.

Of course, I dare to think about it. It is unrealistic and illegal to resell cultural relics privately.

I'm afraid that if I can take it out, the money I spent on it will be wasted.

My blind grandpa told me, don’t take ill-gotten gains lightly, because every ill-gotten gain comes with a price.

Even if you don't settle the accounts while you're alive, you still have to settle the accounts clearly when you die.

It is the so-called eighteen levels of hell, just to pay off debts.

"If I had so much gold, I would die without regrets."

I said with emotion, with a naked love for money in my eyes.

I think there is no one who doesn’t like money. Anyone who doesn’t like money is really capable.

I really can't do it. For me, life is the only goal, which is money.

Without money, what would you do?

"It's worthless. Apart from its archaeological value, this thing has no meaning. No collector would want a coffin. It's a second-hand coffin, and it still has a sinister aura inside."

I couldn't believe that Master Lin told me in an understatement that this thing was worthless.

Is he detached from the world and regards money as dirt, so he feels it is worthless? Or am I blind?

No, it's gold. Ancient counterfeiting techniques shouldn't be that good.

"The inside is made of stone slabs, and the outside is covered with a gold shell. If you die on this thing, at least ten people will die. If you get home, your family will be destroyed."

It turns out it’s not all gold, just the outermost gold shell. I feel like I’ve been deceived.

Think about it, if this is pure gold, how much gold will you get? Even if you open a villa, you may not have that much gold.

The emperor might have used a gold coffin, but which emperor built his tomb in a place like this?

It's crazy to build imperial mausoleums in a place where birds don't poop.

It would be okay if the feng shui was good, but the feng shui of this place is obviously not good.

No joke, I went out with my blind grandpa to see the graves several times. Although I am not proficient in it, I can still see a little bit of knowledge.

This place is not a remote place, but it is definitely not a geomantic treasure.

"Okay, it's boring. So the person buried may not be an important person."

I said disapprovingly, and stopped thinking about the golden coffin, focusing on other things.

I want to find out the secret of the last train on Route 14 from here, but it seems that this place has nothing to do with the last train on Route 14.

At least I don't see any connection between the two.

"Stop looking, just go and push the coffin away, and you'll understand."

I thought for a moment that there might be an old rice dumpling lying inside, waiting to bite me to death as soon as I pushed the lid of the coffin open.

Thinking of this, I didn't have the courage to push open the coffin lid and take a look.

Master Lin has long guessed that I am a traitor but not courageous.

Seeing my lack of movement, he didn't even bother to mock me, so he just put on his gloves and went to pull out the mezzanine from under the coffin.

I saw Brother Zhou's head. I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully again. I was very sure.

This is Brother Zhou’s head!

Brother Zhou was the first driver of the last bus on Route 14. He has been dead for more than ten years.

Why is the head here? Where is his body? The head appears here and is very well preserved.

This struck me as incredible, almost a miracle.

It would make sense if it were a head soaked in formalin that was so complete, but Brother Zhou's head was just placed there.

It's like being frozen, without any change.

"As expected, it was his head. I guessed that he was not that kind."

Master Lin said mockingly and threw Brother Zhou's head out casually. I watched as Brother Zhou's head was thrown to the ground and rolled around twice.

What does it mean?

Why did you throw Brother Zhou's head to the ground? I don’t think Brother Zhou did anything wrong.

If he hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have had the chance to look for Master Lin, and there might have been a pile of them by now.

"You think he is a good thing? You are the one who works all day long and your brain is not very good. It is a miracle in the world that you can understand."

Master Lin said unceremoniously that I felt offended.

"He asked you to find me because he was unwilling to give up and wanted to drag me down. What did he give you later? You should be happy that Bai Xian saved you from disaster. Otherwise, you would be in a different state now."

Bai Xian saved me from disaster. Was he talking about that pair of socks?

I tried to recall what happened that night, but my memory was confused and I couldn't remember anything.

The man in the suit stood there, motionless, and looked like a shop.

I don't want to argue with Master Lin here.

"Master, please get down to business first. We can discuss the rest when we have time."

Master Lin looked at me with a look of disappointment. I could guess that in his mind, I must be a hopeless person.

I didn't want to be a hopeless person either, but they made up a lie for me, and everyone was lying to me.

Whether it was a well-intentioned lie or for my own good, a lie was a lie. If they lied to me, they lied. This is an unchangeable fact.

"You are stubborn, you will feel the pain when you suffer in the future."

Brother Zhou's eyes were closed, and his head alone looked scary. Fortunately, I am brave now, otherwise I would have screamed.

There are still many things in the drawer, so I didn't go over. The golden coffin symbolizes money.

It is still a coffin, and I don't want to die in it.

Even if I can live in it after I die, I don't really want to.