Mingzhuo always felt that things weren't that simple.
The drop of blood on the forehead of that corpse demon remained etched in her mind.
What she cared more about was why Gu Xu was on this train. If it was a coincidence, it was too strange.
"Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but it's never a bad thing to be on guard." Mingzhuo thought for a moment, but was still worried.
She handed the peach wood sword to Gu Xu, saying, "I have stored three sword energies in this sword. You can use it directly without smearing blood. If you encounter a ghost or monster, you can kill it instantly."
Gu Xu stared intently at Ming Zhuo: "What about you? Aren't you coming with us?"
Mingzhuo turned his head and glanced at the front of the train, then sneered, "I said I would make sure this train never runs again, and I mean it."
That's just her personality; if you anger her, no one will get away with it.
She wanted to report back on the suffering of the corpse demons in carriage number 6, as well as the injuries Gu Xu had sustained.
Besides, if we leave this train unattended, sooner or later someone will get on board and make a deal with the devil.
Human desires are insatiable, and this vehicle will never lack believers and fresh offerings of flesh and blood.
Seemingly sensing her intention, the train, which had been stationary, began to shake violently.
"Hurry up! This door won't hold for long!" Mingzhuo pushed the two of them out of the door.
The door disappeared, and the parked train started rattling and clattering wildly once again.
Mingzhuo walked through the carriages and finally arrived at the driver's cab at the front of the train.
A figure sat in the driver's seat; it was the same train conductor who had greeted them when they boarded the train.
His face was pale and his eyes were vacant, as if he were a bound spirit trapped on a train with no way out.
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