"no, do not want..."
"Don't chase me..."
Lin Ling, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be in a nightmare. She suddenly grabbed Wang Zeyun's hand, and her nails left a few shallow crescent marks on the back of his hand.
This pain was insignificant to the ghost, but it was like a very light feather grazing his heart.
Wang Zeyun looked away from his hands and opened his mouth to say something. Li Chi, who had been standing there like a piece of wood since he came in, suddenly rushed over, pushed Wang Zeyun away, sat beside Lin Ling's bed, and held her hand. Hands, voice gentle and comforting.
"Don't be afraid, Lingling, it's just a dream, and dreams are all fake..."
Word by word, he took the trouble to comfort Lin Ling.
Perhaps Li Chi's comfort had an effect, and Lin Ling's mood gradually stabilized.
Wang Zeyun, who was pushed away, stared at Li Chi for a long time, especially when Li Chi held Lin Ling's hand.
"This is the staff room."
Wang Zeyun's tone was calm, "Passengers shouldn't be here."
"Oh." Li Chi responded casually. Seeing that Lin Ling seemed to be disturbed, he turned back to look at him with dissatisfied eyes.
"Keep your voice down, don't wake her up."
"..."
Lin Ling's body temperature has returned to normal, and her face has become rosy, but her hands are still a little cold.
After thinking about it, Li Chi raised his other hand to hold Lin Ling's hand, trying to warm Lin Ling with his own body temperature, not caring about Wang Zeyun who was squeezed away by him.
What about the conductor? He's not afraid of him.
The worst case scenario is just a fight.
"Conductor."
After finishing handling the 'garbage', Ding Yang walked into the lounge. When he saw Lin Ling lying on the bed, there was a person sitting beside the bed. The smile on his face froze and he asked Wang Zeyun.
"Can I get rid of him?"
Glancing at the smiling Ding Yang, he didn't say anything, but just warned: "Let Uncle Li make some ginger soup."
Then he left.
He had to think carefully about whether to send this human away or keep her in the copy.
"OK."
Ding Yang felt a little regretful, and after taking a look at Lin Ling, he also left the lounge and headed to Car No. 13.
While walking through the aisle, he picked up a freshly cleaned ax and casually chopped off the heads of several passengers who didn't like it.
What a waste, why can't even Lin Ling be protected?
The smile on his face was as bright as the speed of his attack.
The players and passengers who saved a small life at the hands of the bamboo man hugged each other and shivered, fearing that they would become the next 'lucky one'.
The ghosts in the dungeon won't die easily, but they will still feel pain.
.
"What's going on? Why isn't the train moving? Aren't there still three stops?"
"It's already two o'clock in the morning. Do we have to be here tonight? Will the bamboo people come up?"
"Where are the circus kidnappers who kidnapped us before?"
"They seem to be in Car No. 12."
"Do you feel cold?"
"It seems a bit."
...
Maybe there was a train breakdown, or maybe it was for other reasons, but the lights in the carriage were not turned off tonight. The bright lights dispersed a lot of terror, and the players who were briefly safe began to discuss with their companions.
Because of the protection of the rules, as long as the players do not violate the rules, the ghosts in the copy cannot attack the players.
So today, most of the people killed by Bamboo Man, Qiao Xin, and Ding Yang were ghost passengers on the train.
Especially the ghostly passengers in Car No. 7.
I don’t know if it was to intimidate or warn the players, so most of the people who died were the ghost passengers in Car No. 7.
So far, all the remaining passengers in Car No. 7 are players, so the players' voices are much louder.
"You said, is that clown in the circus really the clown in the mission?"
"The mission won't be that simple, right?"
"Whatever it is, just find a chance to kill it. Isn't the second task to kill the clown?"
"But I think the other two flight attendants are more like murderers..."
A certain player said these words weakly, causing the atmosphere to fall into silence.
Indeed, compared to the clown who has a cold face but has never seen him kill anyone, Qiao Xin, who breaks the bamboo man with his bare hands and looks very violent, and the clown who is smiling but killing people with an axe. The two flight attendants Ding Yang are more like murderers.
Comparing these two people, the Joker does not look like a murderer.
Players who were originally convinced that the Joker was the Joker Killer also began to become uncertain.
Is the killer clown really a literal killer clown?
But when it comes to flight attendants, some players think of another one.
"By the way, does that beautiful flight attendant have a hidden mission?"
Pretty flight attendant?
The topic suddenly jumped from the clown to Lin Ling. The others were stunned for a moment, recalling the sensation caused by the other party in the evening, and really thought about this possibility.
Also...it's not impossible.
Thinking of the other person's face and the gentle temperament on his body, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like an ordinary ghost NPC.
"How about we try it out sometime?"
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small theater.
Player: Try or die.
A Li: Darlings, I’m finally back from coal mining QAQ
