About ten minutes later, "Rumble..." everyone's ears were filled with the sound of the subway moving.
Fu Bao and Sun Zhong sat facing each other, neither speaking nor having anything to say. The two hooligans huddled aside, also silent. In fact, all their attention was outside the subway, and they were on guard for who knew what. The long-haired ghost will appear again from time to time.
Endless silence increases fear. In such an environment, everyone will collapse sooner or later.
"...We can't wait any longer like this." Fu Bao couldn't bear the suffocating atmosphere and had to find a way to get off the train. The place where the ghost train arrived was definitely not suitable for living people.
Sun Zhong was startled by his sudden voice. Fu Bao noticed that his hand gripped the pistol tightly and twitched obviously... Hey, don't be too nervous, you may misfire. Cold sweat fell from his forehead.
"Let's split up and look for what's in this subway and see if there's any way to make it stop." Fu Bao suggested.
Sitting and waiting like this is not an option, and the carriages are in a straight line, so everyone can see each other, so it won't be too scary. At the same time, it can also be confirmed whether the long-haired ghost is still clinging to the carriage.
"...Okay, I'll go over there." Sun Zhong pointed to the rear of the car. Originally, the two young hooligans were supposed to follow Fu Bao and Sun Zhong respectively, but they said they wanted to stay with Sun Zhong because it seemed safer. Fu Bao couldn't help but want to complain after hearing this reason - the hooligans actually wanted to follow the police. Feel a sense of security?
You guys have too little professional ethics!
But in this situation, he didn't even have the energy to complain, so he just nodded and agreed to their decision. Then the four of them divided into two groups and searched from the beginning to the end. Sun Zhong was with the two hooligans, and Fu Bao was alone. .
However, the entire subway train was unexpectedly long.
Fu Bao walked towards the front of the car, but there was no one along the way. Outside the window was the everlasting light. After he walked about seven or eight carriages, there was still no end in sight.
This is simply unreasonable. Subways are usually composed of four to six carriages, and no more than eight carriages at most. So what is the situation now?
Fu Bao couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then looked back at Sun Zhong and the two hooligans. Only three small black spots were left. At this time, Sun Zhong suddenly faintly shouted, "I'm fucking looking at you." How long is it?"
He seemed to be stimulated and became a little crazy. Fu Bao felt that something was wrong, so he turned around and ran towards them. The subway was unimaginably long. If they kept going like this, they might be scattered, and an accident would more likely happen.
Fu Bao ran towards the back of the subway for a while. The carriage was still endless and he couldn't see the bottom. What was even more strange was that he didn't see Sun Zhong and the two hooligans.
What are you doing?
Is there an unlimited length for this ghost subway?
Or maybe there are too many ghosts to load each time, so it must be such a long section?
The subway rumbled forward, and Fu Bao was running out of breath. The scene looked very weird, but more of it was fear.
"Hey, where are you?" He couldn't help shouting.
At this moment, he heard Sun Zhong shouting from the front, "I found you!"
What did you find?
Fu Bao continued running in confusion, and ran through five more carriages before he saw Sun Zhong's figure. He also saw the rear of the car - the last carriage.
Although there was no point in finding the rear of the car, Fu Bao was relieved after seeing the car and got rid of the fear that the subway might be infinitely long.
And he also saw two people in the last carriage, Huang Mao and Nose Ring.
By the time he ran to the back of the car, he was so tired that he was gasping for air, but Sun Zhong was staring at something and said in a very frustrated voice: "Oops!"
What...what's going on?
Fu Bao, who was holding his knees with his hands and panting, raised his head and looked at the two hooligans after hearing his words. They were cowering like quails in fear, but it was normal. Looking at the back of the car, it was also normal. , it’s just that the emergency escape door at the end is open.
Wait...
Fu Bao was stunned on the spot as if a bucket of ice cubes had been dumped on his head. It took him a while to react.
Are the emergency escape doors at the end of the subway open?
Does that mean something can run in from here?
"What's going on?" Fu Bao jumped up when he thought of this, pointed at Sun Zhong and the others and asked loudly, they were the only ones here, they must have done it.
"I, I, I, I don't know, we arrived together with the policeman." The two hooligans replied with trembling voices.
"When we arrived, the door was open." Sun Zhong said.
"You..." Fu Bao didn't know what to say. Even if the door was originally open, he had to close it. If he just left it open, what would he do if a ghost broke in?
Fu Bao thought of this, and Sun Zhong also thought of it. He quickly ran over to close the door, but when he ran to the door, he yelled "Ah". Fu Bao was startled and went over there. While watching, he screamed in fright.
Because sitting on the seat at the end of the carriage was a girl wearing a long white dress with long hair hanging down.
"Poems, poems, poems and paintings?" Fu Bao sounded surprised, and sure enough, he had already come in. Sun Zhong became more nervous and pointed the pistol at her, but he probably remembered that the gun was ineffective against ghosts, so he started to retreat step by step.
When the two hooligans saw the poems and paintings appearing, they were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders broke apart. They screamed and hugged each other and trembled.
Shihua, who was being watched by everyone, stood up slowly, her long hair hanging in front of her face. Her face could not be seen clearly, and she could only hear a voice full of resentment, "Why, why...don't you let me in?"
At this time, Sun Zhong had already retreated to Fu Bao. The two hooligans also held Fu Bao in front as a shield. Fu Bao had to face the poems and paintings that had been walking towards him. Such a man with long hair covering his face and walking as if he was floating Girls really scare Fu Bao, after all, if you mess with her just a little bit, she will turn into a ghost!
"I, we didn't let you in, hehehe..." Fu Bao laughed so hard. He only had one thought in his mind right now, he was dead!
What could be worse than being locked up in the subway with a man-eating ghost?
What could be closer to dying than this?
"⋯⋯Senior, you escaped last time. It doesn't matter. This time, one, two, three, or four people will accompany me on the subway...I'm so hungry." Shihua kept getting closer, and the four of them had to keep coming. Back away.
After hearing her words, Fu Bao couldn't help but persuade her, "Shi Hua, you can go to KFC when you're hungry. Why do you have to eat people?" Sun Zhong and the two hooligans couldn't help but glare at him, which was to comfort people. Okay, why does it sound provocative!
"Why, why are you all living well, but I am the only one who has to die? Why?!" Shihua suddenly yelled, and then his tone became very gentle, "He told me that as long as I eat enough on the subway People can live again on the other side and enjoy eternal happiness..."
"Who told you this?" Fu Bao asked immediately, was there someone behind the scenes instructing poetry and painting? !
"I want you to take care of it!" Shihua roared loudly again.
Fu Bao was so frightened that he almost choked, but he also felt that he probably couldn't ask anything.
He suddenly remembered that Sun Zhong said that Shi Hua committed suicide because he could not bear the torture of illness. Could it be that he was jealous of other people's healthy lives, so he had the obsession to kill?
"What disease does she have?" Fu Bao suddenly started gossiping and asked Sun Zhong quietly.
"Stomach cancer." He replied in a low voice. "Although most of the stomach has been removed, the cancer cells have spread to other organs and there is no hope of recovery."
"No wonder she is always hungry. She must not be able to eat well due to stomach cancer." Fu Bao nodded sympathetically. Sun Zhong glared at him, feeling that he had no sympathy at this time.
"Yeah, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekeke..." Shihua made a strange laugh.
When he heard the familiar sound of "click-click-click", Fu Bao immediately turned around and ran away. Although he sympathized a little with the poems and paintings, he sympathized more with himself who might be eaten.
Fu Bao's movements were like the sound of gunshots during a race, and the other three people also turned around and ran forward at the same time.
The sound of "click, click, click" kept chasing behind him, as if he was so close that he would bite his neck right away.
Everyone kept running forward until they were exhausted and had to stop.
