Chapter 440 Life Hangs on a Thread

Lu Ming's story was quickly finished, and I understood why so many disabled people got on the bus on October 29th.

This was simply arranged by the Double-Faced Buddha in advance, and the so-called Buddhist meeting was just a premeditated massacre.

Through the conversation, I can also guess that the two-faced Buddha is Lu Xing. A large part of the reason why the two-faced Buddha did this is probably to plot the soul train. He wanted to send Lu Xing safely to the train. This Just a little bit of the Order Usurper's token shouldn't be enough.

"There is a missing person in the life of a disabled person. Use these remnant souls to create a living person's position? Force Lu Xing to be sent to the train?" There is a reason for my guess. Although Lu Xing and I both have the Order Usurper's token, I can get on the bus, but there is one most fundamental difference between him and me.

Lu Xing's name appeared in the flight attendant's book, but mine did not.

At the Shuangfo District stop, I kicked Lu Xing out of the car. He gave me the impression that he was definitely alive. That is to say, he was not dead, but his name appeared on the passenger list of the death train. This This method is similar to tampering with destiny. Apart from the Double-faced Buddha, I can't think of anyone else who can do it.

If you go against nature, you will definitely pay a huge price, and these innocent disabled people who died tragically should be the victims.

It's a pity that they thought they had found a faith that could protect them, but they didn't know that it was the faith in their hearts that really wanted to kill them.

I looked at Lu Ming, who was gradually calming down, and I didn’t know how to comfort him. Chang Feifei, who was sitting on the opposite seat, wanted to come over, but Lu Ming kept dodging, looking distressed.

"If things are really as I guessed, what is the purpose of the Double-Faced Buddha? Why did he try every means and painstakingly to get Lu Xing on the train?" I held the train armrest and glanced at each passenger: "There is nothing worth plotting on these passengers. The train itself is just a means of transportation, and there is nothing special on it..."

Thinking of this, an idea flashed in my mind: "Transportation? By the way, I don't know the real destination of this train, but that doesn't mean that the Double-Faced Buddha doesn't know either. If this train can really reach the underworld, then It will be the only vehicle I have ever seen that can connect yin and yang!”

Follow this point and continue to think: "The double-faced Buddha let Lu Xing get on the bus, and he did not hesitate to take the lives of so many disabled people. It must be for something extremely important, and that thing does not exist in the world of the world and can only be found in the underworld!"

The above is just my guess, but the more I think about it, the more I think it is possible.

"What a generous act! Only a fortune-taker can do such a crazy thing." While I was sighing at the Double-Faced Buddha, I was also very afraid of the underworld show. Such a secret plan of the Double-faced Buddha was revealed by the underworld show. I learned that the water in the underworld show is really too deep.

"Double-faced Buddha wanted to send Lu Xing to obtain something key, but the show in the underworld ruined his plan. So as a chess piece in the hands of the show, my mission has been completed. All I need to do next is get out of the car safely. That's enough." Frankly speaking, I don't care about Double-Faced Buddha's plan. He can take whatever he wants. All I want is to save my own life when the forces of all parties collide.

"The layout of the Double-Faced Buddha has been disrupted by the underworld show. I will never give up. When this live broadcast ends, I must be extra careful about the revenge from Xinhu. Maoshan Leng Qingxuan has sent me goodwill signals several times. , maybe we can make use of them." Take one step, count ten steps, and move behind. This is one of the reasons why I can survive until now.

"I have figured out the general situation. The next step is the most critical part of the night - escaping from the train." I glanced at Old Mrs. Wen. She closed her eyes and seemed to be uninterested in everything happening in the outside world.

In the two rows of seats, Lu Ming was still immersed in fear. Chang Feifei was worried and gestured with sign language from time to time, but no one there paid attention to her.

Apart from me, only the woman sitting in the innermost room was the calmest.

I had noticed this woman several times from the beginning. She looked so much like Lu Xing. Half of her face was scarred, and the other half was pretty. Her eyesight was sharp, which was in sharp contrast to the passengers around her.

"This woman also got on the bus from the Double Buddha area on October 29th. Is it possible that she is another chess piece arranged by the Double Buddha?" I was on guard against her, but I didn't point it out. After ten live broadcasts, I am no longer the third-rate detective who knew nothing about it. I have dabbled in Buddhism, ghosts, and Taoism. I have many talismans on my body. Even compared with Lu Xing in his heyday, I am not far behind. So even if she has other plans, I Not afraid either.

And to take a step back, this woman is the backup means of the Double-Faced Buddha. Her plan to complete the Double-Faced Buddha has no direct harm to me. The headache is the show in the underworld.

You must know that in my opinion, the underworld show and the Double-Faced Buddha are not good things. They are hiding in the shadows of the city and carrying out ulterior plans. If they can check and balance each other, I would like to see it.

"You are plotting against you. I just want to survive this live broadcast." Compared with the assessment live broadcast, the difficulty of the official live broadcast is obviously increased, and the scope is no longer limited to Jiangcheng. What worries me most is that the live broadcast is more dangerous. , but the time between live broadcasts has not changed. I only have three days to rest.

While I was meditating, another change occurred on the train. A chill came from the distance. I shuddered and looked up.

At the junction of the two carriages, the flight attendant helped Lu Wenchang back.

It was said that he was supporting him, but in fact, most of Lu Wenchang's body was leaning on the flight attendant. He was like a puppet who didn't know how to think, just moving his legs mechanically.

I slowly squinted my eyes and suppressed the light in my eyes. Lu Wenchang's behavior at this time was exactly the same as what Master Wang said. He had probably been separated from his self-awareness.

When Chang Feifei saw her husband looking like this, she sobbed and didn't know what to say, and kept waving her hands.

"Sit back in your seat. We are not a shelter here. You have to pay a ticket to get on the bus." The flight attendant threw Lu Wenchang on the seat. She did not leave immediately. She stood sideways next to my seat and stopped talking. Just stood quietly like this.

Although I have excellent psychological quality, I also felt extremely stressed at this time, and I was muttering in my heart.

"Luxing, are you very active?" The steward's cold voice seemed to freeze all the blood in my body: "Get up and follow me to other carriages."

Her last sentence was almost a death sentence for me. If I followed her, I might end up like Lu Wenchang. Without self-awareness, there would be no difference between living and dead.

"I'll just stay here, no need to bother." I forced out a smile. I knew clearly that the flight attendant must have learned something from Lu Wenchang's mouth. My right hand went deep into my pocket, and my fingertips touched the talisman that had been prepared.

"I think arranging you here is the biggest trouble. Get up!" The steward reached out and grabbed my shoulder. She grabbed my shoulder last time in the carriage on October 28th. I didn't feel it yet. Once I had the intention to resist, but my body, which had been strengthened by practicing the Miaozhen Mental Technique, was powerless to fight back in front of her.

"What a monster." The flight attendant is not taller than me, but her slender body hides huge power, which is really surprising.

I was dragged out of my seat by the flight attendant. The passengers around me turned a blind eye, all with their heads lowered and expressionless.

"This carriage is not suitable for you, come with me." Her voice was eerie, as if it was squeezed out from between her teeth.

I was grabbed by the shoulder by the flight attendant. It was the first time I was so close to her, and my eyes were scanning up and down. Her body under the blue uniform was a little deformed and uncoordinated. What was even more terrifying was her face. Her facial features seemed to have their own lives and would shift automatically. In the dark carriage, facing such a strange and pale face was really a bit strange. Uncomfortable.

"I always feel like this flight attendant is not one person. It seems like he is roughly rubbing many people together."

The current situation was extremely pessimistic for me. I tightened my grip on the talisman in my pocket, but in the end I still didn't make up my mind to completely break up with the flight attendant: "Okay, I'll go with you. Which car are we going to this time?"