The Last Train to Hell

No matter how ferocious the creature is, it won’t be so that even the two of them can’t protect me.

You have to know that what they have is not just a show.

It’s real skills. Such real skills can’t protect me.

Then how can I go on?

And I always feel that there must be some secrets in the woods.

Maybe the tomb of the Taoist master is in the woods. If I can find his tomb.

Destroying his home may reduce his ability.

A long time ago, blind grandfather told me that as long as we can find the base camp of a thing.

We can easily destroy it, because the base camp is generally the central nervous system of the spirit.

If you destroy the center, no matter how strong it is outside, it will be weakened to a certain extent.

This is why there are people who go to find the base camp of the spirit.

It’s like an army fighting outside. As long as you destroy its lair.

You will cut off all its retreat, which means that it will never be home again.

Er Zhou and the man in the suit looked at each other. I didn't understand what they were communicating with their eyes. Why didn't they tell me directly? But before I could react, I was suddenly knocked unconscious.

Before I fainted, I saw the man in the suit had a bitter face. I really didn't understand.

If you don't want to go, then don't go. Why did you knock me unconscious?

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.

I was lying in the house, which seemed to be my own home.

The environment was not bad. It should have been cleaned up when Er Zhou came back before.

So our group appeared in my house at this time and had a place to stay.

I have lived in this place for more than ten years. Even if I haven't been back for a few years, I am very familiar with it.

I walked around the house and opened the toy box that I was most familiar with when I was a child.

I found that there was a very small bell in it, which was about the same size as the first joint of my little finger.

The shape of this bell is the same as the slightly larger bell in my hand.

It is exactly the same, but why is it so small? It seems that this bell is also a few years old. I suddenly have some memories of this bell.

This little bell has been with me since I was a child.

But later, I was laughed at by someone and refused to wear it.

I threw it on the bed and cried loudly. After the blind grandfather asked me the reason,

he put the bell away and gave me a handful of peach pits to tie on my hand.

Peach pits don't make any sound and don't attract attention when they are on your hand.

Even if the school doesn't allow you to wear all kinds of jewelry, as long as you don't roll up your sleeves, you won't be discovered.

If you have to roll up your sleeves, you can put the peach pits in your pocket.

Anyway, this thing is tied with a rope, so it's easy to take it off and easy to put it on.

But the only thing that makes me wonder is that this thing has never been lost.

But the peach pit suddenly disappeared one day after I turned 18.

I don't know when it disappeared, and when I found it, it was gone.

For a long time, I was very careless at that time, thinking that if this thing disappeared, it was gone.

Anyway, it's not something particularly important. I completely forgot that this peach pit is also one of the relics left to me by the blind grandfather.

I picked up the small bell and shook it in my hand.

When I heard his crisp voice, my eyes suddenly became sore.

Looking up at the distance, I always felt that the blind grandfather seemed to be still in front of me.

At this time, Erzhou walked in and saw that I was holding a very small bell in my hand.

He walked a few steps to my side and snatched the bell from my hand.

This action was as vulgar as it could be, and it made me feel unbearable.

But he is an elder, so I can't say anything.

I could only glare at him. Erzhou also knew that what he did was not right.

But the moment tears welled up in his eyes, I suddenly couldn't care about anything with him.

Just looking at the tears in the corners of his eyes, I knew that this bell definitely carried the memories of him and the blind grandfather.

Maybe it was beautiful, maybe it was not beautiful, but for Erzhou, this little bell was quite important.

"This little bell used to belong to me and your grandfather, but I lost mine later. I didn't expect him to keep it so well here. This thing is not very useful to you. If you don't mind, give it to me."

I hesitated for a moment, thinking that Erzhou was the younger brother of the blind grandfather, and he wanted the blind grandfather's things.

It's normal to have a thought for him. If I don't even want to give him this thing, it's a bit unkind.

But this thing is really important. Erzhou saw that I was tangled.

He showed a reluctant look on his face. Before he spoke, I finally made up my mind,

"Then this bell will be kept by the second grandfather. When you don't want it anymore, it's not too late to give it to me. This thing was given to me by the blind grandfather. I took care of him for many years when I was a child."

I said this, Erzhou is not a fool, of course he can understand what I mean.

This time he understood what I meant, and Erzhou nodded and agreed immediately.

I don't know where he got it from, a thin red rope, which looks dirty.

String the little bells on and hang them around your wrist.

Such a small and exquisite bell, and he is over 70 years old, it doesn't match at all.

But seeing Er Zhou's smiling face after he found it again, I know he must be happy in his heart.

After the blind grandfather passed away, I cleaned up the house once, but it was just a rough cleanup.

Later, I didn't live at home much, and occasionally came back to clean up the things.

It's not that I don't care, but I dare not open it, because it carries memories.

These memories are my happy years, but they are also unforgettable and unforgettable.

How can I bear to forget all these things? Of course I can't bear to.

So now, I don't even have the courage to open these things.

But now that one has been opened, it doesn't matter whether the rest are opened or not?

Now opening all these things, for me, may be a pleasant surprise.

I saw a very familiar box, which contained the magical and strange books of the blind grandfather.

But later, I never saw this box again.

This time, finding it in the corner was also a pleasant surprise for me.

Because there are several things on top of it, it is completely blocked.

I have never thought of opening the cabinet and cleaning the things inside.

I just simply tinker with the cabinet and then open it to see the general situation of the things inside.