Chapter 85 Heading to Fulong Mountain

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Adjust at home overnight,

When I woke up the next day, the swelling on my face had subsided a bit, but the bandage on my neck was a little noticeable.

So when the Taoist priest and I left the village, I bought a black bucket hat and scarf.

Wearing a scarf and a hat is better than exposing a neck full of wounds.

Fulong Mountain is not close to our place.

The train is the fastest way, and it takes two days.

If you want to take the train, you first need to take the shuttle bus to the city, and then take a taxi to the station.

.......

on the shuttle

Most of my head was hidden in the hat and brim, and the Taoist priest couldn't help but say:

"Are you sure you want to go to Fulong Mountain?"

"Actually, there's nothing interesting to see in Fulong Mountain. The Taoist priests there are very boring."

"I don't even want to stay there, but since you are going, I will definitely take you to have a good time."

I didn't tell the Taoist priests about many things. When I went to Fulong Mountain, I only said I was going to inquire about one person.

The Taoist priest said as if he knew everything:

"You went to Fulong Mountain to ask the Taoist in white, right?"

"It's so simple. When I go to Fulong Mountain, I'll find my senior brother and I'll know it as soon as I ask him."

"So...are you sure I will accompany you and you will give me 10,000?".

I tugged on the brim of my hat: "If I keep my word, I can give you two thousand first."

The Taoist priest was so excited that he clapped his chest and said, "Brother, you are reliable. Master Taoist, I am fooling around with you."

"I will definitely get to the bottom of this Taoist for you!"

When I arrived at the station, I looked very strange, so the Taoist priest bought the ticket.

Two sleepers, one above the other.

Although the hat can block my face, it also blocks my sight.

I basically follow the Taoist priests and go straight to the train after leaving the security checkpoint.

There was a female conductor near the train. Seeing my appearance, she thought I was blind and helped me into the station.

How can I treat other people's kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs and have to accept it humbly?

The conductor introduced me to me as he walked

"This train is called Dongsheng, which means it starts from the starting point of the sun and keeps traveling, witnessing the sun rising one after another. The whole train has a total of fifteen carriages including the dining car..."

The Taoist priest and I happened to be in carriage number 15, so we went straight to the end.

The conductor saw that the Taoist priest and I were traveling together and asked the Taoist priest to take me there.

The entrance to the 15th Festival was too crowded, so people here urged you to hurry up.

So the Taoist took me through the fourteen carriages.

The last few sections are all sleeper compartments, so it's easy to get through.

The aisle is a bit narrow, so it took a lot of effort to get through.

Maybe the passengers have found their seats, and the fifteen carriages now don't seem crowded.

The Taoist priest and I were located on beds eight and nine, so it was easy to find.

I live in the upper bunk and the Taoist lives in the lower bunk.

Taking off my backpack, I stretched my tired shoulders and observed the carriage.

There were two men on the bed opposite us.

The one on the upper bunk was sleeping, and the one on the lower bunk was eating. The chirping made his ears hurt.

I was just about to lie down for a while when I heard the Taoist priest on the lower bunk sigh: "Hey, we are the only two of the four beds in this private room."

"The train will leave soon, and there will probably be no one there."

"Doesn't this mean you can enjoy four beds with two tickets?"

I slowly straightened up and took a serious look at my elder brother who was sleeping on the upper bunk.

And the man eating below,

Suddenly my pupils shrank, and I couldn't help but frown as I looked at the man on the lower bunk.

What he eats looks a bit like human hands...

Bah, bah, bah, bah... he chewed it very fragrantly

He seemed to notice that my eyes were looking up at my position, and then he handed the hand over to me.

With a greasy face, he asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat?".

I paused for a moment and then looked elsewhere.

Looking around, Quan pretended not to see anything and said:

"Yes, it's just the two of us. It's quite clean and we can have a good sleep."

When the man on the lower bunk saw that I was ignoring him, he seemed a little angry and came over with a hand in his hand.

Almost close to my bed, he handed the hand to me,

The rotten skin and the gnawed flesh are almost indescribable...

I didn't dare to smell anything, so I lay down and played with my phone, completely ignoring it.

Even though that hand was almost close to my face, I still pretended not to see it.

"Want to eat?".

The man asked again, but when there was still no reply, he returned to his bed and continued to nibble.

My fingers sliding the screen were a little stiff, and I was already cursing in my heart.

What kind of luck is this? Even a train can encounter this kind of thing.

Fortunately, if you pretend to be fast, there may not be a problem if you can't see like a Taoist priest.

He noticed me just because I looked at him,

Under the control of Relic, he probably wouldn't pay much attention to me.

The scene of the bloody human hand pushing in front of my eyes was so exciting that I didn’t think I would have to eat lunch or dinner.

He turned his head away and played with his phone against the wall, not caring what the hell he was doing.

I don’t know how long it took,

There was no chirping sound from the lower bunk, instead there was a purring sound.

At the same time, there was sudden movement on the upper bunk opposite. He seemed to be turning over.

"Ahhh!....Ahhh!",

He suddenly screamed, and this sound without warning scared me to death.

His cry was very miserable: "Ah...my hand...where is my hand..."

"Who took my hand! My hand!"

"Ahhhh...".

hand? Could it be that the man on the lower bunk was eating from the hand of the guy on the upper bunk?

Thump, it seems like the man from the upper bunk jumped down...

I saw it through the reflection of my phone,

The man on the upper bunk came down, his face as white as paper,

He was holding his bloody left shoulder, but his left arm was not on it.

He screamed and looked around,

Suddenly he came to the Taoist priest and almost fell on his face.

"Have you seen my hands?"

The Taoist priest was engrossed in watching the beauty's live broadcast and ignored him. He could not be seen anymore.

The man on the upper bunk asked again several times, but got no response.

He suddenly stood up and lay down next to my bed,

He looked at me with bulging eyes and asked:

"Where's my hand?!"

"Did you see my hands?"

His face was only four fingers away from mine, and his breath was very cold.

I feel my palms are sweating, but I can't show any reaction,

I could only pretend to be tired, roll over, and continue playing on my phone.

The face of the man on the upper bunk gradually disappeared in the reflection of the mobile phone.

I was also relieved,

It's not that I'm afraid of ghosts, it's that I don't want to get into trouble.

I can see ghosts but I am forced to do nothing.

I can't just see a ghost and have to fight him or destroy him, right?

The existence of humans is reasonable, and the existence of ghosts is equally reasonable.

Just don't interfere with each other.

I suddenly felt envious of Taoist priests, they were carefree and carefree.

I can’t see any ghosts yet, but just watching the live broadcast will make me happy all day long.

I have to stay on the train for three days. I hope these two ghosts don't cause any trouble.

After the man on the upper bunk left my bed, he stayed down there for a while and then returned to the upper bunk.

He also ate something, smacking his lips and making a crunching sound.

This is also a torture for the ears.

I finally waited until the man on the upper bunk finished eating.

After a while,

"Ah!", the man on the lower bunk screamed,

He cried and howled:

"Ahh...ahhh...my legs...where are my legs".

"Who took my leg! Ah! Who took my leg!".