mtl008 Chapter 460 (2 chapters combined) [The Train] The Coffin in the Black Mountain
Chapter 460 (2 chapters combined) [The Train] The Coffin in the Black Mountain
The footsteps outside the door gradually faded into the distance.
Inside the station hall, behind the door.
A faint smell of blood permeated the air.
The three ghostly figures outside the window had vanished.
There was silence.
Tick tock…
Tick-tock...
Only the sound of blood droplets falling to the ground could be heard from time to time.
In the dimly lit hall, a hunched-over corpse sat stiffly on a bench.
The blood beads were spilling from his slightly parted lips.
The watch on his wrist was glowing green, and the countdown was still going on.
9:03
9:02
9:01......
call!
The corpse suddenly gasped for breath!
At the same time, the blood that spilled from his mouth instantly turned into mud splatters and splattered on the ground.
The blood he vomited for the second time on the ground suddenly turned into a large puddle of mud, and in the mud, the heart that he had vomited out suddenly turned yellow and gray, until it turned completely into clay.
Tian Qinghe's originally dull eyes lit up again in the next second.
His eyes were filled with endless fear.
He was just one step away from death!
It happened so fast, in just one second!
At this moment, he was covered in cold sweat. From the moment the ghost appeared until it left, it only said two sentences to him.
Tian Qinghe, you are sick.
There is no cure.
Then, he immediately used lethal force.
This ghost has an unknown origin and background, and it exudes an extremely strong sense of oppression. It can be said to be the most terrifying ghost Tian Qinghe has ever seen.
If it weren't for Tian Qinghe being the deputy captain of the Sixth Team of the Thirteenth Bureau, and the bureau issuing him a life-saving artifact, he would already be a corpse by now.
call......
Tian Qinghe slowly switched to abdominal breathing. He felt a sharp pain in his chest. Although he survived, he had lost some of his internal organs.
Moreover, the side effects of the strange object made his whole body extremely sluggish.
My legs felt like they were filled with lead, and I felt like I was trapped in a swamp. I couldn't move my legs at all, and it was even difficult to lift my hands.
But he doesn't have time to think about these things right now.
Da Bao and the monk ghost both disappeared.
There was no sound from anyone else outside the door.
"I can't go out and chase after them right now."
Tian Qinghe calmed herself down and quickly assessed the current situation.
"Without the life-saving artifact, I can barely move. If I encounter that ghost, it's a dead end."
The next train will arrive in less than ten minutes.
After thinking for a moment, Tian Qinghe bent down with great difficulty and picked up the clue book.
A second clue has emerged.
Tian Qinghe was extremely distressed to discover that, as a price, a part of his adolescent memories had been lost.
He didn't know exactly what it was, only that he felt a tightness in his chest and a sense of loss.
"Ugh......"
With a heavy sigh, Tian Qinghe turned her gaze to the clue book.
The painting likely depicts him in his current state, which is essentially a state of suspended animation.
But the death looked very real.
However, this is just a description; the focus of the sketch is not on this. Tian Qinghe narrowed her eyes and quickly saw Da Bao.
Da Bao was lying in a gray robe, his eyes tightly closed, with faint black smoke emanating from him.
The plume of black smoke stretched out towards the window of the hall in the painting.
Has Da Bao made contact with Montenegro?
Or has it become connected with something in the Black Mountain?
Tian Qinghe seemed to be deep in thought. In the painting, there was no such black smoke on his own corpse.
This is undoubtedly related to that six-syllable mantra.
Tian Qinghe had deduced that the reason the monk ghost kept him around for so long and then killed him was probably because Tian Qinghe was too wary.
From the moment he entered the hall, the ghostly monk influenced his thoughts, repeatedly prompting him to utter those six words:
Om Mani Padme Hum.
However, each attempt failed, which only made Tian Qinghe more and more vigilant.
An ordinary person, in this eerie atmosphere, would easily recite the six-syllable mantra.
After all, it is well known that this is a spell used to ward off evil spirits. Many people on the internet have even said that if you are experiencing sleep paralysis, reciting these six words can help you get out of it.
In short, seeing that Tian Qinghe would never speak even in death, the ghostly eye directly delivered the killing blow.
“I didn’t say that, but I still died.” Tian Qinghe pondered, “That proves that the curse and the Six-Syllable Mantra are unrelated.”
"That ghost doesn't need any trigger mechanism to act; it can kill whenever it wants."
Thinking of this, he slowly crossed out the line for "[Curse Trigger Mechanism]".
Then comes the next question.
The Purpose of the Great Compassion Mantra
The only difference between Da Bao and Tian Qinghe is that Da Bao recited the Six-Syllable Mantra. Therefore, the ghost probably spared Da Bao's life so that he would keep reciting this mantra.
This proves that reciting the incantation is beneficial to the ghost.
My gaze returned to the painting.
A hint of confusion suddenly flashed in Tian Qinghe's eyes.
This painting includes him, Da Bao, and the three ghosts outside the window.
But not that monk!
Why isn't it in this painting?
Or is it there, but you just can't see it?
That doesn't even qualify as a clue...
Thinking of this, Tian Qinghe frowned. He had another question: what key information did he provide that made the clue book draw a second clue?
In thinking.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that, at a certain angle, there was a spot on Da Bao's gray robe that looked off.
What else was drawn inside the gray robe?
He quickly moved the flashlight toward the notebook, and by the light, he could clearly see that one end of the black smoke from Da Bao's body drifted out the window into the Black Mountain.
The other end was very hidden; it actually floated down to his lower body!
It was connected to a string of round things.
After examining it carefully for a while, Tian Qinghe determined that it was a sparse string of prayer beads.
There are only a few on it.
Rosary...
He frowned, remembering that monks didn't carry prayer beads.
The clue book also records that "the monk ghost is emaciated, sickly, and wears only a gray robe."
and many more.
His heart skipped a beat. The monk who should have been present was not in the painting, but instead, a string of prayer beads had appeared...
I glanced at the black mist on Da Bao's body once more.
He has one more chance to get a clue.
Tian Qinghe slowly raised her pen and tentatively wrote:
The demon's true form is a string of prayer beads.
The clue book didn't react at all.
Tian Qinghe is crossed out.
He thought for a moment, then, considering the black smoke drifting towards Black Mountain, he changed it to:
The true form of the demon resides in the Black Mountain.
As soon as this stroke was finished, blurry pen marks suddenly appeared in the blank space below!
He guessed it right!
The ghost at the train station is just a substitute!
But Tian Qinghe felt immense terror in her heart. This ghost was so oppressive, and it wasn't even its true form!
His hands trembled as he continued writing:
The ghost in the train station is actually a string of prayer beads on its body.
Those who recite the Great Compassion Mantra will establish a connection with their true self.
The blurred pen marks did not intensify.
Tian Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly. His original idea was that by reciting the Great Bright Mantra, the ghost in the train station could gain power from its original form, which was why the black smoke connected simultaneously.
Rosary - Da Bao - Heishan
But now it seems that this was a mistake.
Silently shaking her head, Tian Qinghe was about to continue her reasoning when she suddenly froze.
The pen marks suddenly disappeared.
Stab it!
Immediately afterwards, he saw the piece of paper on which he had written down the clue suddenly fall off the clue book and onto the ground.
rustling.
It's a new page, a new stroke of the pen.
But it still wasn't drawn.
Stab it!
Another page has fallen!
Tian Qinghe's pupils suddenly contracted; he had never seen the clue book undergo such a strange change!
Could it be that his clues were correct?
Is it just that you can't draw it in the notebook?
Several pages fell out in succession.
Sudden.
The cover of the clue book suddenly trembled.
Tian Qinghe's vision blurred.
A drawing appeared on the notebook without warning.
It was very dark, like being in a dimly lit cave.
The end of this acupoint is obscured by messy lines, making it clearly impossible to depict.
The clue book is still being painstakingly drawn.
Soon, it drew several extremely hasty rectangles, like a child's sketch.
coffin?
Tian Qinghe narrowed her eyes, looking at the shapes of the lines, and made a guess in her mind.
Each coffin had a framed photo attached to it, though Tian Qinghe still couldn't make out the picture inside.
There was a pause for a few seconds.
The clue book seems to want to fill in the details.
But it drew and erased, unable to do anything about it.
Ultimately, only the two coffins at the very back and the very front were slowly revealed to have taken on concrete shapes...
First, there's the very last one.
The coffin door was open!
There was nothing inside!
Then there's the one at the very front, surrounded by black smoke.
The coffin door was tightly closed.
"This is the true form of the monk ghost." Tian Qinghe understood, but why did the clue book draw the coffin at the end?
He frowned, and just as he was about to close the notebook, his eyes suddenly froze.
The photograph on the coffin at the end was drawn.
The person above is a woman.
The face looked familiar.
"Du Muyu!" Tian Qinghe stared at the photo in disbelief, her heart churning with turmoil!
Is this her coffin?
But, at that very moment...
Tian Qinghe suddenly realized.
The image of the coffin at the very front is also being modified.
First, the photos.
There was originally only an empty picture frame there.
It is marked with [1].
But in the blink of an eye, a new photo appeared on the frame.
I can't see it very clearly...
It looks like a person, lying in a hospital bed?
Followed by.
Like a slideshow, the images that should have been still suddenly start moving.
The coffin moved.
The coffin was pushed open a crack.
A gray hand reached out.
One finger is slowly raised.
It points to Tian Qinghe.
Just then, Tian Qinghe suddenly felt an extreme pain in his eyes. His heart pounded, and he immediately closed the clue book!
The clue book is vibrating wildly!
Wow!
It turned the page on its own again, and it was the same page!
Tian Qinghe dared not look again, and he quickly closed the notebook, but the vibrations were getting stronger and stronger, and he could no longer control them.
A few seconds later, the Ghostly Mark on his chest suddenly felt warm.
The clues gradually calmed down.
"The Mysterious Abode..."
Tian Qinghe was drenched in sweat.
He knew he had just been one step away from death.
He slowly raised his hand to cover his left eye, feeling the warm blood on his hand...
Tian Qinghe gave a bitter smile.
His left eye is blind.