Deep in the Living
Chapter 379 - 367 Head

Chapter 379: Chapter 367 Head

[Platform No. 2]

Luo Di stood at the edge of the platform on the yellow line, looking along the tracks towards the distance. Once the tracks extended beyond the train station, they were enveloped in thick fog, isolating perception.

Even the moonlight couldn’t penetrate it.

The sound of axles and rails interacting quickly came from one side of the fog.

A green train slowly pulled into the platform.

Luo Di also noticed that as the train entered, the stairs behind him disappeared, as did the other platforms.

Only Platform No. 2 remained, only this slowly approaching green train.

Luo Di was new to the corner and couldn’t determine the cause.

But there was one thing he was sure of: this was definitely not an event suited for the surface level. The nature of the corner wasn’t chaos but a mature system of selection, variable in difficulty but not too drastically so.

Something must have targeted him, very likely the thing that Luo Di’s mind was contemplating.

The green train braked to a stop in front of him, and the carriage door opened facing him.

No passengers disembarked, and no crew stood inside,

only the mottled, aged iron carriage facing him.

Luo Di originally had no reason to risk entering it; for the unknown change before him, it was best to wait and reunite with his teammates.

He could very well just stand on the platform, waiting for this train to leave.

But...

Out of the corner of his eye, Luo Di glimpsed something.

Through the window, he seemed to see a red balloon floating in the No. 2 carriage.

Perhaps the balloon itself possessed a strong mental pull,

or perhaps it was for personal reasons of Luo Di.

Just that simple glimpse made Luo Di’s entire muscular fibers tense and constrict, his spine straightened, and gray tentacles emerged from the surface of the moon-structured pituitary.

Stepping sharply up into the green train in size 45 leather shoes, he entered the carriage.

But inside the carriage, there was nothing; similar to the red balloon he saw at the top of the stairs before, it turned out to be a red sticker on the window.

However,

Perhaps Luo Di might have been wrong the first time, but he couldn’t be wrong a second time.

Although there wasn’t a balloon inside the carriage, something clearly wanted him to see a balloon.

Clack!

The train doors closed.

The green train began to move, about to leave this train station’s corner section, possibly even leaving the surface level and heading to deeper into the corner.

Luo Di decisively activated the Punishment Room Left Arm, growing a long whip brimming with spikes, which whipped against his body’s surface.

Snap!

The whipping shredded his skin, and intense pain liberated him from a state of mental obsession,

he couldn’t be more clear about what the red balloon signified. It was already certain that the other party was targeting him and that a special monster had come here from the corner depths.

"It’s not the time yet..."

Luo Di silently reminded himself,

he was still just new to the corner, unclear about the nature of fear, the use of coins, or the structure of the corner.

If driven by emotions to act recklessly, all the effort and accumulation up to now would go to waste.

He must stay calm, even if his ultimate goal might be on this train.

"My tongue actually had no reaction... This guy’s level is very high, not just ordinarily high. Or he came to the train station in advance, observing in the shadows, discovering the secret of my tongue.

His actions were merely to lure, luring me to this train, and the inside of the train itself wasn’t dangerous, just a transportation tool within the corner, so my tongue had no reaction."

Luo Di retrieved the Crow Colt into his pocket, then wrapped his whole arm in Metal Nail Stabs, lunging towards the glass window before leaving the train station.

Bam!

The car window shattered, and Luo Di followed through with a jump... However, rumble rumble! The train sound persisted.

Luo Di didn’t succeed in returning to the platform; he still fell back inside the carriage.

He got up and looked at the shattered window.

Beyond the window remained more of the carriage, completely opposing sides.

While outside the intact windows lay the station scenery.

"Has the sealed space already formed?"

Luo Di proceeded to shatter several windows in succession, and the original station scene immediately turned to the carriage interior, preventing escape by jumping through windows.

He promptly approached the door, engaged the safety valve, opened the door! The same scenario persisted, with only the carriage opposite.

"If that’s the case."

Luo Di clenched the knife handle with his right hand, forming the chainsaw blade, appearing larger than usual, not for slicing a body, but ready to cut open the entire carriage.

Just as Luo Di was about to slash,

Clink!

The sharp click of a tongue stopped his slashing motion.

Luo Di looked through the intact window at the outside.

At this moment, the train already left the platform and entered the fog. If he cut open the carriage now, not only might he not return to the platform, but he could fall directly into the corner’s crevices, possibly getting completely lost or even dying.

He mustn’t cut...

He sheathed the blade,

his gaze returning to the carriage interior,

suddenly, Luo Di paused, the chainsaw blade in his hand also stopped its rotation, maintaining silence.

At the far end of the carriage, on the seat furthest from him.

At some point, there was an extra passenger,

With his back to him,

due to the chair’s obstruction, all that could be seen was a bald head smeared with pure white paint standing there silently.

Even though Luo Di had emptied his emotions with suffering, his feelings immediately poured out upon seeing this head.

He used the old spine to control his brain and regulate his emotions, forcing himself to calm down.

He approached slowly, carrying the chainsaw,

and the sawtooth began to accelerate in its rotations.

Tap tap tap~

The forty-five-size leather shoes stepped in the aisle of the train compartment.

Just as he was about to get close, the shoes stopped.

Luo Di’s vision was clearly fine, but as he got closer, he found that close-up observation was different from his previous view.

No one was actually sitting there,

just a head smeared with white paint placed on top of the chair.

The black leather shoes continued forward,

Luo Di’s body leaned forward too,

eyes wide open, head tilted.

He wanted to clearly see what the head really looked like, to confirm before swinging the chainsaw.

But when the face of the head was revealed, Luo Di froze, his body becoming immobile, unable to click his tongue.

Because...

The head resting on the leather seat remarkably had the same face as Luo Di.

His hair had been shaved off,

and the entire head was smeared with white paint.

Upon realizing this head was himself, buzz! A ringing sound echoed in his ears, his vision blurred and then slowly cleared.

The perspective changed.

Luo Di became the head.

And standing beside the seat, observing the head, was no longer Luo Di. Despite wearing the monk’s clothes, and holding a chainsaw, the lips reflected a bright red.

The two seemed to have undergone some kind of "exchange."

A mocking voice came from the red lips:

"Didn’t expect you to have an M personality~ wearing clothes full of spikes, piercing deep into the flesh, wow! Quite stimulating.

Didn’t expect the fledgling I once accidentally left behind to really grow up... so delicious, feels like it could be roasted and eaten."

bibibi~ Obediently stay on the train.

It will carry you to the depth where I reside, to my [residence], you should have many things you want to say to me."

For some reason, the head-only Luo Di at that moment had his eyes wide open, even with fresh blood flowing from the eye sockets.

A certain strong obsession formed in his thoughts, unbelievably stirring the old spine from afar, trembling and emitting gray.

"Oh? Still able to control your body even after falling victim to my Head Exchange Technique! You’re more formidable than I thought, hahaha!"

At an unknown time, several balloons appeared, lines of balloons rooted in the vertebrae, using the balloon’s upward pull, forcibly suppressing the restless old spine.

As the situation seemed unbreakable,

a yellow talisman floated down from somewhere,

landing not on Luo Di or this mysterious entity but sticking on a perfectly intact window.

As the talisman emitted light, a certain connection on the spatial level quickly formed.

Ping! The window shattered.

A young man clad in a Daoist robe, wielding a copper coin sword, jumped in.

In a mere instant, he discerned and analyzed the situation within the train compartment.

He did not unsheathe his sword but extracted two copper coins from the sword’s body to cover his eyes, avoiding the opponent’s curse.

A yellow talisman ignited in his palm,

and he struck out with his palm!

As the talisman dispersed, an Eight Diagrams Gang Seal was unleashed! Directly flinging out the monster that had seized Luo Di’s body.

A fine, invisible line coincidentally stretched straight along the monster’s retreat path,

Swish! The head happened to be sliced off.

Woosh woosh woosh~

Several more fine lines came, entangling the headless body and Luo Di’s head, quickly combining them together and completing the surgical reconnection.

Miss Youzhen also entered through the window that had been opened.

As for the head chopped from the monster, surprisingly it didn’t fall to the ground; it floated in the air like a balloon.

"Luo Di, retreat!!"

Yu Ze distributed three different tools, books, cards, and vagrant clothes, all bearing the corner mark.

Even though Luo Di had just reattached his head, the structure of the old spine rapidly allowed the nerves to perfectly reconnect.

The Game Brain exerted its function, concentrating all attention on the mark ahead.

Although the mark was small, representative of the sewing mark, it began gradually expanding and almost occupied the whole field of vision, nearly engulfing Luo Di completely.

Just as he was about to enter the [sewing],

a small corner of the view caught sight of the head hanging inside the train compartment; the other party made no move, merely maintaining a kind of smile,

a smile Luo Di had seen before,

a smile he would never forget for the rest of his life.