Chapter 118
The diary immediately responded: "Go away. I never wrote a diary before. How can what I wrote be my true feelings?"
But now it is a diary itself.
After finishing the diary, I fell into autism.
Thinking that Fang Gu was a decent man when he was alive, Lu Jiamu closed the book in due time and let it rest.
The train windows were pitch black, and there were no advertisements along the way, so one could not see what was happening outside, nor could one visually determine that the train was moving forward.
After the three of them lay quietly in the carriage for a while, it was almost midnight.
Lu Jiamu saw a spot of light diagonally in front of him, penetrating the iron sheet and flickering.
A few seconds later, as the next morning approached, Yu Leng, who had already died, suddenly started coughing violently again, and the blood that had gradually stopped flowing due to death began to flow again.
Several items in the junk pile were restored, and there was more food and water.
As everything restarted, the light gradually dimmed and disappeared.
Wei Xiaoyan asked: "...Did you see it?"
The other two nodded.
"That's the direction of the front of the car."
They were at the very end of the train, and the light spot diagonally in front of them just happened to draw an arc shape.
Yu Leng finally came back to life. Kou Man was afraid that he would be as cruel as he was yesterday, so he didn't dare to slap Yu Leng and could only help him up gently.
There was no additional damage this time, but Yu Leng's condition did not improve.
He lost too much blood and soon turned pale, and he was choking and having difficulty breathing.
The bishop walked over from the front carriage again, glanced at the pile of sundries, and whispered, "There are a lot of snacks and water and other consumables here. Normally we have to strictly distribute them, but since you have just arrived and are not prepared yet, you can use them freely this time if you need them."
His kindness was so obvious that Lu Jiamu nodded in thanks and dug out a half-full bottle of water from the pile of junk.
But even though everyone was very careful, Yu Leng still died irreversibly after struggling for several hours.
Kou Man felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Yu Leng's appearance.
The bishop had expected this and comforted them: "It's okay, he will be alive again tomorrow. We can try other emergency measures tomorrow."
When he saw someone in a worse situation than himself, he seemed to find some fun in his diary and stopped being autistic. He excitedly wrote: [It’s good to stay here. You can live for thousands of years. You can’t even think about it outside. It’s just that you, my friend, are a little miserable. You have to keep dying and living again and again.]
Seeing that it was talking nonsense, Lu Jiamu ignored it.
After the bishop came over to check on their situation, he went back amid the eager gazes of the others, without any intention of violating the rest time regulations.
It was not until nearly seven in the morning that he arrived a little early, bringing a few curious people with him from the front carriage, wanting to communicate with them and introduce the situation in the carriage.
The bishop sat on the seat and spread his hands. "As you can see, and as I said before, we boarded this train 125 years ago, and halfway through, it began to run in a loop, and it kept restarting. Every day we would return to the state when we first entered the loop. We tried every possible way, but we couldn't break the windows to get out of here, and we couldn't get to the cabs at both ends of the train. We don't know what's happening outside."
He raised a finger and shook it. "This is the truth. You don't have to keep trying. After all, we haven't spent these 125 years in vain. And the other cars might be... a little dangerous. Of course, I'm not saying you will die. No one will die on this train. It's just that this might cause you great psychological trauma, so I don't recommend trying."
How could there be such trauma on this car?
The bishop did not intend to keep them in suspense. He nodded his head without waiting for them to ask, and said in an unusually mysterious way: "We exist both in this palm and in the definitions of others in the outside world. But what is more important is how we define ourselves. If you think you are a person and always restrain yourself by human moral standards, then you can be a person. But unfortunately, not everyone on this train has a firm will and can clearly recognize themselves like us. In fact, most people have lost themselves."
After listening to his superstitious remarks, Lu Jiamu translated his words into the common language by himself: Although because this train is constantly restarting, no one will undergo organic changes - that is, no one is really mentally ill, but because they cannot get off the train, many people have become mentally ill and have lost their morals on various levels, so that they look like they are not human and not very friendly, and they are in the carriage in front.
Lu Jiamu asked simply, "Is there someone crazy up ahead?"
The bishop winked at him and said, "Yeah."
Lu Jiamu observed the people who came in with him and asked carefully: "Can't you say this directly? Or is the previous one your doctrine?"
"It's the core of our doctrine, so I'm telling you in advance." The bishop said, "Of course, our doctrine has more regulations. For example, in our group, we must love each other and care for others like family. We are not allowed to commit suicide, hurt others spontaneously, or spread negative thoughts."
Lu Jiamu immediately put on a smile: "What you said makes a lot of sense!"
"Haha, right?" The bishop also laughed. "Don't think too much. You just need to trust me and others. I am your most accurate guiding light."
Aren't you still a clergyman?
When Kou Man heard him say that he believed in him, he was afraid that he was the cult leader, so he interrupted him and asked, "They killed people?"
"Not only that, they have done all kinds of bad things." The bishop shook his head, "But in our group, everyone is a noble and dignified person. We respect each other and everyone, whether you are a man, a woman, or a neutral person!"
"You worry too much."
After saying this, the bishop stopped talking and did not continue to promote his doctrine. Instead, he took the lead in talking about their current situation.
Obviously, after going through so many years, these people have already had many guesses about why they are in this situation.
A group of people gathered together and chattered, and the scene looked like a science fiction themed symposium.
Some people believe that the train keeps looping because it has entered an abnormal point, and as long as it walks out of this loop point, it can return to the normal world.
Some people think that it was because of a train accident that they were trapped in the moment before death, in an endless loop, and they were trapped in their own minds, just like the legendary revolving lantern that people see at the last moment.
Or maybe they are all dead and don't even know it.
Regarding the speed of time flow, I have my own opinion. The more optimistic ones think that maybe the speed of time flow here is not the same as that in the outside world. Maybe the 125 years experienced here is just a second in the outside world, or maybe just a few years, and everyone's family and friends are still alive.
Those who are more pessimistic either think that so many years have passed and the people they know have already died of old age, or they think that this issue is not important since they can't get out anyway.
The bishop clasped his hands together and said, "So your arrival has special significance to us. If we know how you got in, maybe we can confirm which of our ideas is correct."
"I'm sorry, we were caught up in other strange events before and have been to many abnormal places, so we don't know the real situation outside." Lu Jiamu looked at the darkness outside the car window, which was so dark that he couldn't even tell whether it was moving. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Was this car also on an underground line before?"
The bishop nodded.
Lu Jiamu asked again: "Before you boarded this train, had you heard of anything related to ghosts? For example, relatives and friends complained about being possessed by evil spirits, or someone on the forum said so?"
The bishop looked back at the others.
Everyone fell into deep thought: "It's been a long time, but I don't think I've ever seen it. Occasionally people tell ghost stories on the forum, but aren't they all fake? They're made up."
"Maybe it's all true." Lu Jiamu coughed lightly, "Then if you have a chance to leave this train, how much are you willing to pay?"
When talking about leaving, everyone's eyes lit up and their faces showed excitement.
Some people ask, “Is this the devil’s deal?”
Lu Jiamu shook his head: "No, I'm just asking casually."
"Of course I'm willing to give everything!"
A young man said, "Young man, you still don't understand. In a few years you will find that living in a coffin for 10,000 years is 10,000 times more terrible than dying in a train crash in a second."
The bishop stood up again, walked around the pile of junk, and introduced them in detail.
In addition to food and some toys, there are also various books. It is said that some of them were contributed by the members, and some were snatched from other fallen people who no longer needed to read books.
"When riding on the train, many people always carry books on them, covering all walks of life." The bishop sighed, "But there is always a time to finish reading books. I can almost recite all the books here."
"Except for a few lucky people with poor memory, who can forget after reading a book for a while and keep rereading it as if it were a new book, most people are like me. But fortunately, even if the book cannot be read, you can still draw on it. Even if it is full of drawings, it will be restored after a day."
As they chatted, it was already seven in the morning. The bishop began to look at the watch repeatedly. When it was seven o'clock, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the break is over. It's time for good morning. This is the first activity every morning. Everyone is required to hug and compliment others. They can also chat for one hour. Our philosophy is that love comes from contact."
Before he could call out, everyone in the carriage had already stood up.
I don’t know if it’s because there are new people joining or if it’s just like this every day, but everyone is very excited.
The bishop jumped onto the chair and began his speech in a condescending manner, introducing the three new members and Yu Leng who had unfortunately died.
Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan were a little uncomfortable with the crazy attitude of this group of people. They felt awkward seeing them running towards them one by one with open arms for a hug.
But Lu Jiamu adapted well, as if he had joined this group for a long time and was finally home. He smiled and hugged others enthusiastically, and kept praising others. Every word he said touched others' hearts, and he quickly became one with the others.
Just as the scene was getting lively, a head popped out from behind a closed door between the carriages in the distance.
There was a little girl standing on tiptoe, looking over here curiously.
The bishop had sharp eyes. As soon as he saw her, he immediately moved aside to block Lu Jiamu and signaled them to step back first.
But the little girl had already seen Lu Jiamu and asked in a baby voice, "Uncle, why is it so lively over there? Is there something interesting going on?"
The bishop said in a nasty tone: "You come again? Get out, or we will beat you to tears."
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