Please, It's A Scary World

"Finger?"

"Why do you throw your fingers?"

Fang Ming frowned slightly.

The fat man walked in slowly from the door.

When he saw the blood coffin in the aisle, he was obviously surprised.

But the surprise was only fleeting.

Then he walked towards the back, obviously he didn't want to sit next to the blood coffin.

When he saw Fang Ming and Seventh Brother, Fatty's pupils shrank again.

Immediately afterwards, a strange smile appeared, this smile was inexplicable, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

But Fang Ming could feel the malice in his smile.

Fang Ming looked at his hands without hesitation, but found that his fingers were still bleeding in moors, just like a living person.

But the fat man broke off his fingers nonchalantly and put them in his mouth to suck.

Immediately sucked so that his mouth was full of blood.

"It's disgusting."

"I remember the old man said that it only costs one yuan to get in the car."

"Others in the car appeared to have apparently able-bodied fingers."

"So the dollar certainly doesn't refer to a finger."

"So what exactly is this one dollar?"

"Why would the fat man bite off a finger instead of this dollar?"

"Could it be that this dollar is equivalent to one of his fingers?"

Fang Ming felt as if he had caught something.

He thought carefully about the look in the eyes of other passengers when they just got on the bus, obviously with a trace of disdain.

Although, Fang Ming has seen their level, at most it is forty or fifty.

But why would they taunt a combination with an eighty-level taboo?

On the one hand, they confirmed that the taboo paper figurine and Fang Ming did not dare to do anything in the car.

Or a hand in the car must have some dire consequences.

So, let them have nothing to worry about.

On the other hand, it must be because of Fang Ming that they did something wrong or missed something.

It makes them feel that they have seen something interesting and feel disdainful.

Now it seems that the missing thing is likely to be "coin".

And this coin insertion should determine whether Guan Ping can get off safely in the end.

But now, with only the fat man as a reference, it is really difficult to determine what this finger represents.

"It seems that we can only wait and see if there are any passengers on the train at the next stop.".

"If he gets in the car, how will he insert coins?"

Fang Ming made up his mind and stopped paying attention to that nervous fat man.

He took out the old sheepskin map from his pocket, and began to search carefully for the nearby incense candle shop.

"The site just now is Conscience Supermarket."

"The direction the bus is going now, the next stop should be Ping'an Park."

"Near Ping'an Park, um... there is no incense shop.

"The next stop is the book coffin, and there is no incense and candle shop nearby.

"Oh, I see, the next stop is the crematorium, there are incense and candle shops, and there are not three of them.

"It seems that the place to get off should be here."

"So, I still have two opportunities to observe, and I must figure out how to insert coins before getting out of the car.

Fang Ming put away the old sheepskin map, and glanced at Brother Seven who was bewildered next to him.

At this time, Seventh Brother was obviously not in a good state of mind, and even started to yawn with his mouth open.

Every time he yawned, other passengers, including the fat man, would stare at him.

Fortunately, although Seventh Brother yawned, he still controlled himself when he thought of Fang Ming's gestures and eyes.

Every time I yawned there was no sound.

This performance seems to disappoint the passengers in the car.

Fang Ming captured this point with incomparable keenness.

"It seems that it is indeed impossible to make a sound.

"These people look like they're watching a show, obviously they don't have any good intentions."

The bus traveled smoothly all the way, except for encountering a wedding party at the beginning, there were no accidents in the following section of the road.

The surrounding scenery kept going backwards.

It was also the first time for Fang Ming to really browse the outside scenery like this in the gray world.

After a while.

The bus stopped again.

As Fang Ming expected, this stop is Ping'an Park.

There were quite a few people on the platform.

Immediately after the bus stopped, someone came up from below.

The first one to come up was an aunt, who seemed to be quite strong, and squeezed away the other people behind with her own strength, and twisted happily after coming up.

Fang Ming was a little dazed when he saw this, thinking that he was on the earth and saw the square dancing aunt.

Then I saw the aunt gritted her teeth and put a yellowed photo into the automatic coin box.

Then, nothing happened, the aunt walked in slowly, and after seeing the blood coffin for a while, she casually found a seat by the window and sat down.

"Old photos? What's the point?"

Fang Ming frowned tightly, a bit confused about the logic represented by this one dollar.

The second one came up was an old man, who was carrying a birdcage.

There is a black bird in the cage.

Fang Ming has seen this bird before. When he first came out of the community, many birds of this kind flew out of the darkness.

After the old man came up, he put his hand directly into the cage, twisted the black bird's neck, grabbed the black bird, and slammed it into the automatic coin box.

Then, he hurried into the carriage.

But the next moment, there was an inhuman roar from the automatic coin box.

Then I saw a black mist coming out of it, and the black mist directly turned into a black bird, swishing and pounced on the old man's face, pecking out one of the old man's eyes as soon as his head rushed.

Clouds of black air came out from the old man's eye sockets.

His face was full of pain.

But even so, he didn't have any thoughts of resistance, and he didn't dare to shout out.

Just tightly covering his eyes, he found a seat and sat down.

"`" That bird was not enough, so the old man suffered backlash. "

"And the price is one of his eyes."

"Fingers, photos, eyes..."

"There seems to be no connection at all."

Fang Ming frowned while thinking, and someone came up.

This time there were three students who came up, and they seemed to be high school students.

A boy wanted to throw his homework in it, but was stopped by a girl.

Then the girl threw a diary into the slot machine.

And the boy threw a pink envelope.

It looks like a love letter.

As for the third student, who was also a girl, she glanced at the two of them, gritted her teeth, and suddenly took out a small knife and stabbed it directly into the skin on her arm.

Then cut off a piece of flesh and threw it into the box.

Fang Ming could vaguely see that that piece of flesh was a tattoo with a name on it.

The name is "Li Hewei".

Coincidentally, from the information panel, the boy's name is Li Hewei.

The automatic coin box does not respond.

The three of them walked in with complex expressions.

(Okay) Looked around, walked around the blood coffin in the aisle, and walked to the back of the car.

Then he sat next to Fang Ming.

"Fingers, photos, eyes..."

"Diaries, love letters, name tattoos..."

"These ... don't seem to be connected."

"But it seems like something that's hard to let go of."

"When the aunt threw away the photos and the students threw them away, they were obviously hesitant and reluctant.

"And the black bird that the old man lost was obviously not important to him, so he was backlashed and blinded in one eye."

"That fat man seemed careless. When he bit off his fingers, he was extremely crisp. There shouldn't be anything that made him hard to let go. Even his own fingers were bitten so crisply.

The bus doors closed and the car continued on its way.

Fang Ming looked deeply at the automatic coin box at the door.

"Is it something you can't give up, or is it a part of your own body?"

"So, what is it that I can't let go of?"

(ps: It seems that more and more authors call me a dog recently...).