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Although a ghost had been killed on the spot, the owner of that weird hand was obviously still alive.The Ghost Killing Squad and his team didn't know what the ghost was trying to do, so they could only temporarily take turns patrolling the carriage, each time in groups of at least two.

"The ghost is premeditated." Hong Yanmo took out a railway site map, which was drawn by Yan Moting himself. Any branch of Yan Moting will first understand the surrounding terrain in order to provide better services.Due to the rules, Hong Yanmo couldn't draw his sword out of the sheath unless the other party threatened his life or destroyed his property. However, this auxiliary thing was outside the rules and could be flexible.

He pointed the site on the map to Purgatory Xingshourou.

"We are now in the wilderness, there are no people around, and chirp," he paused, and passed between the two stations, "The distance between the station just now and the next station is the shortest distance in the whole journey." far away."

In other words, the ghost was deliberately designed to do it during this uninterrupted time period.

Hong Yanmo gave the site map to Purgatory Xingshoulang, and he even has the internal structure of the entire train. This intelligence ability surprised Purgatory Xingshoulang.

Just for the sake of opening a store, it is simply preparing according to the situation of war.

The passengers in the carriage were very flustered at first, but due to Hong Yanmo's connection, the cooperation between the Ghost Killing Squad and the government agency had already begun, and the passengers were quickly appeased. When the train arrived at the station, there would be special personnel to deal with it.

Hong Yanmo got up. His main purpose now is not to sell goods, but pushing a small cart to move in the carriage is undoubtedly a concealed and efficient means of inspection.So he and the Demon Slayer Squad went separately, Dazai Osamu squatted on the small cart and gave a reminder.

"Boss, water tank."

"Tanjiro will guard there and chirp." Kuenma responded, and the Demon Slayer Team was also very wary of ghosts throwing hypnotic drugs into their drinking water.The face of the other party is becoming more and more clear now. It should be that people need to enter sleep to exert their abilities, so it is best to avoid this as much as possible.

Hong Yanmo boiled the tea provided for free a little stronger.

"By the way, what does the boss think is strange about the whole train?" Osamu Dazai asked, Hong Yanmo's perception was absolutely correct, and even illusions couldn't confuse this sparrow with a knife. He needed this accurate information for analysis.

Hong Yanmo thought for a while, then reconfirmed his perception, and shook his head in confusion.

"All Chirp."

"all?"

"Yes." Hong Yanmo nodded, "Hong feels that the whole train is weird, and even considered not to board it before. However, Hong does not feel threatened, so she can come up and chirp."

The implication is that Hong Yanmo knows that this car is very strange. Although he doesn't know what is strange, he can solve the problem with a single blow no matter how he messes with it.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

So sometimes when he goes out with Hong Yanmo, it's like driving an interstellar spaceship to the village. If there is any problem, he will be bombarded.

I also heard about ghosts, and the terrified conductor still checked the tickets dutifully, which may also mean to confirm the safety of passengers.Of course Beni Yanma had a ticket. Dazai Osamu grabbed the ticket and checked it with the conductor. After selling things for a while, he suddenly found that a passenger leaning against the aisle had fallen asleep.

"!!!"

Hong Yanmo also saw it, and his complexion suddenly sank slightly. After he couldn't wake up the other party even after shaking, he stood up with sharp eyes.

"When the hell is Jiu..."

He put the trolley in a safe corner, put Da Zaijiu in his arms, and walked towards a place where hot water could be fetched with vigilance.He saw that Tanjiro was still guarding there. This child has a very sensitive sense of smell, and anything related to ghosts can't escape his nose. The water tank should not have been drugged.

He told Tanjiro about the situation, and Tanjiro's eyes widened immediately.Beni Enmo took over his squad to protect this place, and Tanjiro quickly ran to the rear compartment, he wanted to notify Mr. Purgatory!

Along the way, Tanjiro found that passengers in twos and threes had already fallen asleep, and more and more passengers were extremely sleepy.He tried to wake up the sleeping person, but it was useless. Often he barely opened the eyes of a half-awake person, and someone next to him fell asleep completely.

Shui Mingming has not been tampered with, what is it that can gradually put a carload of people to sleep in a short period of time?

Tanjiro's gaze gradually shifted to the car windows, the windows were all closed, and the air in the car was slightly cloudy.

"Boss Red, is it a vampire technique that can spread drugs in the air?" Osamu Dazai guessed, this is also the most likely answer, the train is a relatively closed space, if there is a hypnotic substance spread through the air, the whole train Everyone will be recruited.Blood ghost art is like a supernatural ability, with all kinds of strange things, and it is difficult to guarantee ghosts without this ability.

Hearing the words, Hong Yanmo pulled open a window of the car, and suddenly a strong wind hit his face, and his red hair fluttered up and down in the wind.The fresh air rushed in, and Osamu Dazai felt that his drowsy brain was much more awake, but he was not happy because he opened the window, but opened his eyes slightly.

"Boss, it's too bad!"

"It's not air! We haven't penetrated each other's means yet!"

If he was this ghost, while spreading hypnotic drugs in the air, he would either seal the entire car, at least the windows could not be opened;

And the other party did nothing.

What exactly is the opponent's method?What is the method that can make a car of people fall asleep in a short time?Osamu Dazai was thinking quickly, but he felt that his brain was getting slower and slower, and drowsiness hit him.

Did he fall for it too?when……

Hong Yanmo also noticed his abnormality and tried to prevent him from falling asleep, but to no avail.Osamu Dazai was thinking slowly, his eyelids were gradually closing.

"Boss..." he asked in a low voice, "Do you want to sleep..."

"Hong doesn't want to!" Hong Yanmo hurriedly said, "Don't sleep! The other party wants everyone to fall asleep so much, maybe the ability is related to dreams. If you enter the world built by the other party..."

Why doesn't the boss want to sleep?

Because he is a powerful swordsman?

Before completely falling into a dream, Osamu Dazai finally caught the flash of inspiration.

"Ticket check..."

He fell asleep.

Hong Yanmo's rouge-colored red pupils slowly widened. The conductor's ticket checking process was played back in front of him just now, and it was Da Zaijiu who grabbed the ticket and showed it to the other party.In an unconfined space, the gas will dissipate at any time, and the water tank is guarded, so the only person who can contact all the passengers without being suspected is——

conductor.

He was the one who drugged every passenger during the check-in process.

Hong Yanmo remained in a half-squatting position for a while, and stuffed the sleeping Da Zaijiu into the safest place in his arms.Then he got up and glanced at the tank next to him.

There's no point in staying here.

Because apart from him, no one on this train is still awake.

"噗", there was a slight sound, it was the thumb that pushed the sun wheel knife a little, and Yan Que of the three-color feather was expressionless.

Stunning his buddies, endangering his guests...

With just two, it was enough for him to draw his sword.

***

Osamu Dazai realized that he was in a dream.

Because he is not in the form of a sparrow, but in the form of a human.

But there seems to be something strange, he is standing on the bustling street, he recognizes this is the bustling city of Yokohama, the dream world constructed by this ghost is different from person to person, very real.Osamu Dazai thought in this way casually, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and his figure just happened to be reflected in a window next to him.

He didn't wear the sand-colored windbreaker he often wears, nor is he the typical Mafia outfit of the Black Age. He is completely different from the two. He wears a simple and crisp black coat with a He was carrying a document bag, and the bandage was still wrapped around his neck.Probably because of the cold weather, the light-colored cashmere scarf was casually draped. This perfunctory pretending to cherish the body is him, yes.

However, the slightly wider sleeves and the drapey material made him look a bit...gentle?

He fumbled in his pocket, and took out a handkerchief, glasses case, a pen, and a receipt for drinking coffee. The name of the coffee shop was the "Vortex" coffee shop downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency.

He shook the file bag, it wasn't heavy or light, it probably contained manuscripts, and it looked neat to the touch.It was inconvenient to look at the contents of the document bag outside, Dazai Osamu thought about the date on the receipt he had just seen, and made sure that he hadn't had coffee today.

He walked into the Vortex Cafe calmly, the store manager was still the original store manager, but his expression was very calm, as if he had never seen anything sinister.He also paid attention to the store manager's hand, which was intact, as if there had never been any evil incidents of having his nails pulled out.

The other party still knew him, but he was not wary that he would pay on credit, so the clerk led him to a relatively secluded corner, and hot coffee was quickly served.Osamu Dazai touched the coffee cup with his cold fingertips, didn't drink it, and opened the file bag instead.

Sure enough, it was a manuscript. He poured the manuscript on the table and brushed it. The white paper spread like a flower, and there was a handwritten manuscript on it.

Was it written by Osamu Dazai?

Osamu Dazai found it interesting, and was about to read the manuscript when he suddenly paused and took out the glasses case from his pocket.He put on his glasses and stared intently at the ink on the page.

"Plucking Sarcoma", "Urashima Taro", "Crackling Mountain" and...

"Tongue Pulling Bird".

This is another way of saying "Tongue Shearing Sparrow", and the two can be equated.There are ancient legends about these stories, and it can be seen that the self in the dream has organized and rewritten them, making them present a completely different appearance.

Osamu Dazai adjusted his glasses. He wasn't quite used to wearing them yet, but his eyesight was obviously adapted.He temporarily let go of the first three stories, and read from the last story, the story of "The Tongue-Putting Sparrow".

On the outskirts of Sendai, at the foot of Mt. Atago, a vast bamboo forest rushes in front of you.The dexterous Miss Sparrow flew to the old man's desk and uttered words, but she didn't know that her tragedy began from this moment.

Soon, the sparrow's dexterous tongue was pulled out, and the sparrow flew back to the sparrow's hometown in pain.The old man was looking for her in the snow-covered bamboo forest, singing a nursery rhyme about looking for sparrows.

[Little sparrow without a tongue, where is your nest? 】

Just as he was concentrating on reading this paragraph, after writing the black ink characters of the ballad, suddenly there was a flash of colorful red shadow.That kind of flickering is like a bird passing by lightly, and the white paper page is like a barrier, which has already separated the inside and outside of the book, but there are ink characters, and the ink characters are like rugged windows. Lying down, he forced a glimpse of the world behind the paper.

Osamu Dazai was thoughtful, he continued to read the story backwards, and finally, the old man and the sparrow girl met again.

[So, "Azhao" is her name? 】

The old man in the story confirmed it to another sparrow.

【Azhao】Afterwards, the red shadow flashed again, this time, Osamu Dazai would not let the bird go away.

He took out the pen and decisively drew a big circle around 【Azhao】.

Hong Ying bumped his head against the circle.

"Pfft...hahahahahaha!" Osamu Dazai tried to hold back, but in the end he couldn't, he thumped the table and laughed.

The looming red shadow between the ink characters in the circle was so angry that it exploded.

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The author has something to say:

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It's Wen Haozai!I just asked if it smells good!Can't stand up! (shedding tears for Zhenggong)

The literary giants here don’t need the three-dimensional setting, or the second setting www

This dream actually hints at the main storyline. Hong Ying is actually coming from Hong Boss. The nature of Hong Boss is quite special. I will explain it later~

My aunt is in pain, there is no second change today, I will see if I can make it up tomorrow.