Chapter 428 In the Carriage

Shabby clothes, exposed cotton trousers, and a homeless man's appearance.

When I first entered the subway station earlier, I observed him specifically. This homeless man was over fifty years old and seemed to have mental retardation. Although it was autumn, he was wrapped in a smelly cotton-padded jacket and wore a pair of pants full of patches. cotton pants.

At this time, he passed by me and spoke. His voice was a bit old and hoarse. I realized for the first time that I might have made a mistake.

"Get on the train? Old man, not everyone can get on this train."

The homeless man didn't reply, just passed me by and got into the car.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?" Feng Minglong shouted next to me in a low voice: "That fox seems to be looking at you."

I looked away from the homeless man and glanced at the blood fox. It was obviously afraid of the train and stared at me, wanting to come in, but hesitating.

Time lost its meaning at this moment. The clock on the wall stayed at 11:11. I didn’t know how much time had passed until the train behind me started again and the door slowly closed.

"I can't delay it any longer." I took a step back, and before my feet even touched the ground, the blood fox's hair exploded and it pounced on me. It was obvious that it didn't want me to get in the car.

"Feng Minglong, you get in the car first, I'll stop behind."

I pushed Feng Minglong, and he said with a grimace: "Are you sure you want to get on the train? I don't know where this train left from. It stands to reason that the dispatcher has already got off work, and there are also trains at our subway station. Most of them are 4-car C-type light rail trains, which are completely different from the one in front of you..."

"Why is there so much nonsense? Why don't you get in the car and wait for death outside? Hurry!" I noticed that the car door was closing and my tone was urgent.

"Do you think it will get in the car with us?" Feng Minglong said exactly what I am most worried about. If the blood fox gets in the car with me, I will have nowhere to escape. If it catches it, I will die. You will still die if you jump off a high-speed moving train.

When I was hesitant, the train had already started. Feng Minglong glanced at me and got into the carriage like a slippery loach: "Mr. Lu, let me take the first step!"

The car door slowly closed, and the bloody fox grinned at me, as if to threaten me not to do something stupid.

I concentrated on it and waited until the car door was about to close and the speed of the car started to increase: "I don't care!"

Turning around, kicking off the ground, and jumping into the carriage, the whole sequence of actions was done in one go. When I entered the train and turned back, I happened to see the door close, and the bloody fox kept hissing on the platform, furious, and ran after the train.

"No matter how cunning a fox is, it can't beat a good anchor." I admired the blood fox's manic expression. It followed the train like a bloody meteor. Maybe it felt my ridicule. When the train entered the final acceleration, it suddenly He jumped up and disappeared from my sight.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang overhead, as if something had landed on top of the train.

I raised my head and looked at the roof of the car, and my face suddenly became ugly: "This live broadcast itself is extremely difficult, and now there is the variable of blood fox, it is difficult to handle!"

The train has already started, exiting the platform and entering the dark tunnel.

It was dark outside the window, nothing could be seen, only the whistling of the wind kept filling my ears.

"The task of live broadcasting the underworld show can be divided into two parts. The first step is to board the train before zero o'clock, and the second step is to leave the train alive." Now that I have completed the first step, the important thing is how to survive on this train. Go down: "What should I do if the train's terminal is really the underworld?"

I shuddered, took the underworld show mobile phone in my hand, gently turned on the brooch switch, and then started to observe the surrounding environment.

This is an old train, the interior is very clean, there is no debris on the ground, and there is no smell in the air.

I was standing where the two carriages were connected, bumping and shaking, and my body was constantly shaking with the train.

"Where did the beggar and Feng Minglong go?" The doors of the carriages on both sides were open. October 27 was written on the north door, and October 28 was written on the south door.

"Date?" It happened to be October 28th before midnight yesterday. The reason why I remember it so clearly is because this year's October 28th in the solar calendar is the ninth day of September in the lunar calendar, which is the Double Ninth Festival.

Speaking of which, I don’t know anything about the lunar calendar. Thanks to the last live broadcast, He Bo once said that day was the sixth day of September and the broadcast would start three days later, so I remembered that it was the ninth day of September before midnight.

"On the Double Ninth Festival, the Yang Qi of heaven and earth is flourishing. Does it have anything to do with this last train?"

I refused to let go of any clues and stayed between the two carriages of the train.

There were no lights on in the car, so I used my judgment and walked to the door of the carriage with October 27 written on it, and looked inside.

It was very depressing. I could see rows of seats filled with people, but no one spoke. All I could see were heads shaking as the train rocked.

I slowed down my pace, tried not to make a sound, and slowly moved my steps into the car.

Recalling the appearance of Feng Minglong and the beggar in my mind, I walked in the middle of the aisle. There was a thick chill coming from both sides. My intuition told me not to turn my head and look around.

After walking about three or four meters, my palm was suddenly grabbed by something. It felt like my fingers had been plunged into ice water, and it was bone-chillingly cold.

I suppressed the desire to turn my head and stopped in place.

The force on my palm became stronger, and I felt that the other party meant no harm, so I let him pull me and exited the October 27th carriage.

As soon as my body left the car, cold sweat broke out. I felt like I had just been fished out of the water, and even my back was soaked.

"This has never happened in any live broadcast before. I didn't even have the courage to take a look." After exiting the car, I felt the warmth of blood flowing, twisted my neck, and quickly looked to my right hand.

At this moment, a little girl was grabbing her. She was wearing a shabby red princess dress, and her face was no bigger than my hand.

"This girl feels so familiar." I squatted in front of her, took a closer look, and suddenly my eyes widened: "Xu Qin?! I saw you in Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital! You are the girl Li Gui in Wang Yu's body ,How will you be here?"

I was dumbfounded. I never expected that I would meet this little girl in the carriage on October 27th, and she seemed to have accidentally saved my life just now.

When she heard me speak, the girl quickly covered my mouth. Her hands were so cold, it was as if she had put an ice cube on my mouth.

"Can't speak?" I half-crouched on the ground, watching the girl's every move. She looked back and forth and found that no one in the aisle turned around, then breathed a sigh of relief, put a finger on my mouth, and pointed at October. Car No. 28, then quickly left and ran back to Car No. 27, October.

"What a weird girl." I noticed that the girl's movements and demeanor had changed a lot compared to when she was at Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital. The resentment on her body had dissipated, and she now looked more like an ordinary girl.

"There was so much resentment before, and a ferocious look of killing whoever you saw, why did you change your gender now?" I rubbed my lips. To be honest, the way she pressed a finger on my lips just now made me feel very different. "Can a fierce ghost be so gentle?"

I didn't dare to enter the carriage at will. I looked at the number on the door and vaguely seemed to understand something: "October 27th happened to be the day when Wang Yu was kidnapped by Lu Jin. The ghost of the girl should always be attached to Wang Yu. Fierce ghosts are scary to other people, but for Lu Chen, the authentic Miaozhen Heavenly Master, they are not too difficult to deal with. When I dueled with them on the night of October 27th, I didn’t notice the girl’s The appearance of a ghost means that it is at least 90% likely to have been killed by Lu Chen at that time."

"No, Taoists have many ways to deal with ghosts, such as sealing and dispelling them. The most vicious thing is to dispel the ghosts."

"There is a huge difference between Lu Chen and the girl. According to his outgoing character, he probably just dispelled the girl's resentment and let her reincarnate..."

Thinking of this, my eyes were like lightning, and I looked at the October 20th carriage on the door: "Reincarnation, October 27th, carriage!"

Three points form a line. I already have a basic conjecture, but if I want to verify this conjecture, I need more evidence.

"I'm afraid this last train may really be bound for the underworld." I looked at the dark aisle, turned around and entered the October 28 carriage. I didn't know if I should come here, but after all, I was on October 28th. The car on the 28th. "

Stepping into the carriage, the scene in front of me made me take a breath. There were rows of seats in the endless carriage, and in each seat sat a "person" with his head lowered.

My calves were numb, so I tried my best to make my movements appear natural. I searched rows of seats and finally found Feng Minglong and the homeless man sitting side by side.

In that row of three seats, Feng Minglong sat on the outside, the homeless man sat on the inside, and a woman with disheveled hair sat between them.

There was no empty seat in the train. I stayed there for a few seconds. When a "passenger" beside me slowly raised his head, I walked to Feng Minglong in three steps and sat directly next to him and the passenger. among women.

Four people squeezed into the space for three people. Fortunately, none of the four of us were fat, but it was just a little crowded.

The woman sitting in the middle did not raise her head or speak. Instead, Feng Minglong asked me in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, don't you have a seat?"

"What else do I want to ask you? How did you find the seat?" I turned to look at him, my eyes sharp as if I wanted to see him inside and out.

He moved his hips and his tone was very mysterious: "When I got in the car just now, I had a very strange feeling. It seemed that this position belonged to me, as if it was destined."

"One person per person?" I thought of something in my mind, and my face slowly became ugly.