"Don't...eat...my...brother..." A few words popped out of Shihua's mouth, which were extremely difficult to say. At this moment, Shihua's hair also showed signs of slowly turning yellow.
Is it Huang Mao’s soul?
Fu Bao realized this and immediately took the opportunity to run over and push her away, pulling Abi up.
"Run!" Fu Bao said.
Abi glanced hesitantly at the ghost who didn't know whether it was a poem or a yellow-haired ghost. The ghost showed an ugly smile and said to him: "Don't die...bastard...she is eating me...I can't stand it... ⋯How long did it take⋯⋯”
"Okay!" Abi nodded vigorously and burst into tears. He wiped his tears while running.
The three people quickly left the carriage. Behind them, the ghost began to torment itself. Sometimes it hit the window, and sometimes it hung on the roof of the carriage. It beat each other with its hands left and right, falling into a battle between two souls.
After running for more than a dozen carriages, the three of them stopped out of breath.
Everyone looked at each other and saw the despair in each other's eyes. The situation was getting worse.
"The soul eaten by poems and paintings will become her carrier? What should we do if that's the case?" Fu Bao scratched his head in worry, and there were more terrifying speculations than this, but he didn't dare to say it now, and he didn't dare to say it now. OK.
Fu Bao looked at Sun Zhong, "Has your father ever taught you other ways to kill ghosts?" He shook his head, "Although I have told you, they all require magic weapons. Where is your puppet? "
Speaking of dolls, Fu Bao had an idea. He said, "I want to sleep."
"What?" Sun Zhong suspected that he heard wrongly. Although everyone was nervous and tired, now was not a good time to sleep, right?
"In order to get the black doll back, I have to sleep." Fu Bao reiterated.
According to the last experience, the black doll will be trapped in the ghost subway. If he wants to get it back, he must sleep and get the doll back in his dream.
Hearing his incredible words, the nose-ring gangster opened his eyes wide and stared at him as if he was a madman.
"...Are you sure you're okay?" Sun Zhong looked solemn.
"Although I have a bit of a psychopathic tendency, what I'm saying now is true." Fu Bao answered seriously.
"...Okay." Sun Zhong looked at him for a while, then nodded a little self-defeatingly, "Damn it, this damn subway, I'm going crazy!"
Fu Bao knew that the truth was difficult for people to accept, including the ghost subway and the black doll, but this was the only way.
So Fu Bao curled up on the seat and closed his eyes. About three minutes later, he opened his eyes helplessly. Under such a tense situation, he really was not in the mood to sleep. Although he was very tired, there was something in his brain. It rumbled like a machine with sufficient power.
Sun Zhong saw Fu Bao's predicament and asked, "Do you need help?"
"I need it. Is there a spell in your family's teachings that can make people fall asleep quickly?" Fu Bao seemed to have seen a savior.
"Even if there is, I haven't studied it seriously, but it is taught in police training." Sun Zhong said proudly.
"What..." Fu Bao was about to continue asking when Sun Zhong hit him on the head with the butt of his gun. Soon he closed his eyes and fainted.
Depend on!
This was Fu Bao's last voice before losing consciousness.
In the dark tunnel, there are only faint lights on both sides to prevent people from falling into complete darkness.
Fu Bao was walking in the tunnel with long railway tracks under his feet. When he noticed the brightness of the lights on both sides, he suddenly thought - the light strips he saw on the subway were very bright, but he didn't expect that the light strips that made up the light strips were so dim and unclear. The lights.
Continuing to walk, he couldn't remember what happened. He only knew that he had to move forward because something was waiting for him ahead.
"Rumble, rumble..." The sound of the approaching subway sounded. Fu Bao was a little panicked. He was walking on the rails now, and there was no place to hide on either side. Once the subway passed by, he would immediately turn into a human pie. .
So he started running, but he couldn't run faster than the subway, so after only a few steps, a bright light came on behind him.
The light quickly approached, and with the rumbling sound, Fu Bao saw his shadow getting longer and longer in the light. He suddenly had an idea, the subway car lights that didn't look bright, turned out to be so bright...
"Boom!" Fu Bao closed his eyes in despair before being run over by the subway.
But at this moment, he was suddenly picked up by a hand, and his whole body was suddenly suspended in the air. He saw the subway passing under him. This subway was so long that it took a full five minutes to run across it.
Fu Bao felt so shocked that it took him a while to recover from the shock of almost dying. At this time, he was thrown down and fell onto the railway track.
"It hurts." He whined, and then a figure fell from above and stood beside him.
Fu Bao turned his head and saw the Demon King with a foul expression under the dim light of the wall lamp.
"Ah Yin...ah! Ah Yin!" Seeing the silver-haired devil, he immediately remembered everything. He should be facing the pursuit of the evil ghost on the ghost subway now. If he can't deal with the evil ghost, then they will die on the ghost subway. The ghost subway is on.
"Idiot human, why are you here?" The silver-haired devil was very unhappy.
"Where is this?" Fu Bao looked around. Isn't this the tunnel that the ghost subway will pass through?
"Idiot, this is a rift in time and space. God will get lost even if he is thrown here, damn it!" Lord Demon King seemed to have the idea of grabbing Fu Bao's neck and shouting.
"What kind of rift in time and space is the tunnel of the ghost subway? Don't worry about it." Fu Bao didn't want to discuss the issue of time and space. He really needed the help of the silver-haired devil now. "Please hurry up and get to the ghost subway." , we can’t hold on any longer.”
"Don't you have ears? I told you I was lost!" the silver-haired devil shouted in displeasure.
Well?
Fu Bao suddenly remembered that he had summoned the Demon King before, but Ah Yin never responded. Could it be that Ah Yin has been lost since then?
"Then... what should I do?" He was very uneasy. It would be very bad without the help of the Demon King.
"It takes a more powerful summoning before I can appear, do you understand?" The silver-haired devil finally gave him some advice.
"What does a more powerful summoning mean?" The world in front of him suddenly began to shake, like a broken mirror. Everything turned into pieces, including the silver-haired devil in front of him. Fu Bao hurriedly grabbed the devil's hand. Arm, "What is a more powerful summons..."
Fu Bao felt himself being shaken violently and someone patted his face. Then he woke up, opened his eyes and saw Sun Zhong's anxious face, and said, "Here he comes!"
What's happening... Fu Bao hasn't fully woken up from his dream, but when he was forced to turn his head by Sun Zhong and saw the poems and paintings approaching rapidly from the roof of the car, he immediately understood what he meant - The ghost is coming!
Fu Bao subconsciously clenched his fists, Huh?
There is something?
He looked at his hand. The black doll was lying there quietly.
"When you were dreaming, this thing appeared out of nowhere." Sun Zhong stared at Fu Bao as if he were looking at a monster.
Although the ghost subway and the long-haired ghost are weird enough, the guy in front of me is also weird from the inside out.
I got the black doll, but I still can’t summon the Demon King because Ah Yin said that he is lost unless there is a more powerful summon, but what is a more powerful summon...
There was no time to think about it, Fu Bao was pulled by Sun Zhong, and together with Ah Bi, everyone continued to escape.
"Wait, wait!" Fu Bao suddenly remembered that he had already obtained the black doll. He had a weapon against poetry and painting, so why did he still run?
"What?" Sun Zhong asked as he ran.
"...It's okay." Seeing the two people running fast next to him, he didn't say anything more.
After running a few more carriages, when they looked back, Shi Hua had disappeared. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Huang Mao might have come out to restrain Shi Hua again. So the three of them sat on the seats and gasped for air.
"How long has it been?" Sun Zhong asked. Fu Bao knew he was asking about time, how long they had been on this damn ghost subway.
"I don't know, it must have been a few hours at least." Fu Bao said.
Everything that could tell the time stopped after boarding the subway.
