Si Ling jumped back to the train at a sprint speed of 100 meters, and was frightened by the station police who had their backs on both sides. Suddenly her legs became weak. As the train accelerated, she unconsciously staggered two steps, and was caught by the young man who got on the train at Yuhuayuan.

I gave Siling a hand so that I wouldn't fall.

He looked about the same age as me, with neat short hair and firm eyebrows. He had the kind of face that made you feel approachable at first glance. Especially his eyes, which were so beautiful that people couldn't look away. He asked politely and softly: "

You don’t look well. Do you need help?”

Everything around her seemed normal, and she seemed to be the only one who was panicking. If she saw it and told her about it, would others believe it? Or was she hallucinating? But in any case, her words were empty at the moment.

Saying it will only increase confusion.

She was almost drowned by this sense of clueless weirdness. The words "Do you need help?" were like a life-saving straw that suddenly appeared at a certain moment, and Sling almost wanted to tell him the shocking scene just now.

But the remaining reason forced her to stay calm——

Didn't this person get on the bus at Yuhuayuan?

He didn't notice anything wrong with the platform just now. Did he not pay attention? Or...

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, he said, "I just didn't stand firm. Thank you." The muscles on his face seemed to be no longer in control, so he had to lower his head awkwardly in response.

The indicator light above her head was still flashing dutifully, which made her lucky enough to think that she could get off the train with others at the terminal. It would just be a longer walk or a luxurious taxi ride. After leaving the subway station,

It should be safe.

However, Si Ling's idea did not come true.

A minute later, the train stopped at Yuhua Garden again.

The exact same platform, the cleaners on the benches, the backs of the station policemen pacing...

"Have you stopped at this stop?" The girl with the high ponytail finally noticed the strangeness at this moment, stopped bickering, and tugged at Zhou Xian'an beside her.

Zhou Xian'an lowered his head and replied coldly: "That person just got on the bus at this stop, he should know best, right?"

Even after being questioned so bluntly, the good-looking young man just now still didn't explain anything. Instead, he seemed to be planning to get out of the car to confirm more details.

Si Ling grabbed him and said, "The indicator light is off." She looked up at the sign above the car door, hesitated, and continued: "It stopped flashing the moment it entered the station... and now it has completely stopped."

It’s off. And... can you see the policeman standing there? He seems... to have no face."

"What are you talking about-" The girl with the high ponytail stopped abruptly, obviously she also saw it.

Everyone can see it, which at least proves that the thing is not a ghost.

But this didn't make Si Ling feel better. The dim indicator light was like the last life-saving straw that had been cut off. The world seemed to be trying to get through to her. Why could such weird things always be ignored by her?

Hit?

Si Ling repeated what he had just seen.

There was dead silence in the carriage. No one knew whether the door would close again or if something would come in.

After three long minutes, the door closing alarm finally sounded. However, the indicator light did not light up again.

The train entered the dark tunnel again, and five minutes later, they returned to this station again.

"It's possible that ghosts have broken into the wall. Let's look for any places in the carriage that can't be connected." The girl with a high ponytail twisted the wooden sword in her hand into a sword flower. She didn't seem to be too panicked, and even felt confident as she spoke.

I turned on the flash of my phone and started groping on the walls of the train.

In fact, Siling felt that except for herself, the other four people in the carriage looked fine, at least no one had any signs of collapse written on their face. Especially the young man just now, there was no trace of panic that a normal person should show. In addition, that

A familiar feeling, which not only did not make her feel jealous, but made her more vigilant.

Generally speaking, the more crowded a place is, the harder it is for people to have the fear of having a cold behind them. But there were five people in the carriage at this time, but it didn't make her feel the slightest bit safe.

Perhaps the crowd had never given her a sense of security, so she took a half step back and quickly sent a text message to her mother: [I may not go back this week, the internship unit is working overtime.]

She didn't expect this text message to be sent, and maybe she shouldn't care whether it was sent. Even if it was sent, her mother was on business trips all year round and often forgot to reply to messages when she was busy. Si Ling did not wait for her mother.

He replied and put the phone back into his school bag.

Of course she was not the only one who was suddenly trapped and thought of using her mobile phone to contact the outside world. "Why didn't you say make a phone call? It's easy to have no signal in this situation." Jiang Yu suddenly said to Zhou Xian'an.

"Oh, there's no signal. Maybe I forgot to pay."

"Use mine."

Zhou Xian'an ignored Jiang Yu's enthusiasm, but stood up and walked to Siling, "Can you lend me your cell phone to make a call?"

"The battery is out. Sorry."

"out of battery?"

The good-looking young man interrupted, whether intentionally or not, "There was no signal just now, so let's find a way to get out early. Let's look for clues separately." His voice sounded familiar, and he looked at Si Ling with an unclear meaning.

One glance.

Did he see me sending the message? Si Ling felt a little guilty. But the man did not expose her. He just loosened the collar of his shirt naturally and said, "Introduce yourself, Fang Muzhi."

The girl with a high ponytail turned her head and said, "I've heard of you. It was you who was involved in the case in the ancient tomb in the west last time, wasn't it? How's it going? I'm a fan girl now!" She bumped into Zhou Xian'an and continued to raise her voice.

: "My name is Jiang Yu. I am a direct descendant of the Jiang family. When the next 749 drama recruits people, can you invite me to join you? I have experience in breaking walls like this!"

Fang Muzhi was like someone else's child who had been praised a lot by everyone. His voice was polite and distant: "Everyone in the group will be notified."

"Zhou Xian'an." Zhou Xian'an's expression looked unnatural, and he finally couldn't help but retort: ​​"If a ghost hits the wall, it must be a ghost hitting the wall in the tunnel, which will cause the train to loop in one place. Jiang Yu, can you use your brain?

!”

"Zhou Xian'an! You said I have no brains?!"

Zhou Xian'an did not respond to Jiang Yu immediately, but said to Si Ling and Fang Muzhi: "Well, can you go into another carriage and take a look. I have something to say to her alone."

Si Ling didn't want to be a light bulb, but she didn't want to leave either.

When Jiang Yu came, he said that there was no one in the other carriages, but in Siling's eyes - there was not a single empty seat in the carriage next to him.

She couldn't remember when she realized she was different. But she had always tried hard to look like an ordinary person.

For her, except for a few ghosts who like to dress up in bloody clothes, most ghosts cannot be identified by their appearance. They are just taciturn.

She still remembers the Halloween show that was so embarrassing that she had to skip a grade.

The bright spotlight was like a glass cover, and it was pitch black outside. Only the occasional applause from the audience made her clearly remember that this was a stage play. "Your place is over there!" The man with his face covered in blood said

The little girl told her that she ran to the right side of the stage, where there was also a bloody little girl...

To this day, she has no way of knowing how many ghosts there were on that stage. What remains in her memory are endless avoidance, laughter, and biting chills.

As expected, the train stopped at Yuhua Garden again.

The ghosts in the carriage obviously didn't mind, and some of them got up to get out of the car.

The aisle was not wide, and the two of them could not pass side by side. In other words, Sling could not avoid the female ghost getting off the car in front of him without leaving any trace.

She didn't want to explain this strange situation to Fang Muzhi, so she had to lower her head and stare at her toes out of habit, waiting for him to pass through her body.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

A pair of hands behind her pushed her to the left, and Fang Muzhi was almost touching her. They were two strangers. At such a distance, Siling, who was short-sighted, could clearly see the stitches on his shirt. If he hadn't made way for someone else,

, it is indeed a bit too close.

Then she heard a slightly deep voice, saying to her word by word: "It doesn't matter, I can see it too."

After a long while, Fang Muzhi continued: "It must be difficult if you can't tell what you are seeing."

Si Ling did not raise her head. At this moment, she felt like a cup filled with water, which would spill out if someone touched it lightly.

She turned her head away without any trace and opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She simply stopped talking.

The six carriages quickly reached the end. Sling had to admit that she was a little absent-minded.

"Let me sort out the information I saw and see if there are any problems. 1. The indicator lights in each carriage are broken. 2. The front and rear of the car cannot go to the control room." Si Ling felt as if he was in the control room as soon as he opened his mouth.

Talking nonsense. I'm so embarrassed that I want to pull my head off and take a look.

As soon as my mind wandered, all the nonsense got stuck, so I could only mumble awkwardly: "What else is there?"

"Do the ghosts get on and off the vehicle in an orderly manner?"

Fang Muzhi originally followed her and added nonsense, but Si Ling was instantly enlightened. She turned her head and stared into Fang Muzhi's eyes.

——"I have always thought that they look like people who commute by subway? But not quite. You were right just now, they are too orderly."

Fang Muzhi always seemed to speak in a leisurely manner, sounding particularly convincing. He thought for a moment, "Ghosts are different from humans. Ghosts have lost their emotions and desires, and are inherently indifferent. Naturally, they will not be as crowded as humans."

His words made Si Ling hesitate, "No, that's not what I meant. Well, but... let's wait until the car door closes before we go back and take a look."

She already had a general direction in her mind, so she walked back quickly. She didn't have to stop in each carriage.

But she stopped as soon as she reached the third carriage. Fang Muzhi also instantly understood what Siling was talking about.

No matter how the ghosts on and off the train change, no ghost is standing in all the carriages. There are no empty seats.

But there was an empty seat in the third carriage.

They made two more stops in the first five cars. There was always one vacant seat in the third car.
To be continued...