The Last Train to Hell

The owner of the coffin still spoke in the same voice as Master Lin.

I looked at Master Lin desperately, and I was very curious about how Master Lin would react when he heard something in the coffin, and his voice sounded exactly like mine.

"Who are you?"

As expected, Master Lin's expression changed drastically, and he was very hostile to things that sounded exactly like his own.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Master Lin asked again. It was obvious that he was more nervous than I thought.

I moved closer to the man in the suit, wanting to seek his protection, but the man in the suit looked embarrassed.

I also felt that if I didn't get closer, the man in the suit might have a chance to leave here.

"It doesn't matter who I am. It's not important at all. What's important is who you think I am. Do you think I'm familiar? I smell familiar to you."

The owner of the coffin laughed, and the sound was deafening.

I am basically certain that the owner of the coffin may be the culprit, because he is the reason for the tragedy of the last train on Route 14.

The most important thing now is to get out alive, not to worry about what Master Lin and Wang Jiuye did.

"It seems you are not willing. It's okay, I can help you."

He floated out, very fast.

It was like a flash teleport, appearing directly in front of Master Lin and me.

I instinctively picked up the thing in my hand and hit it hard. I don't know if I was lucky or not.

The stick hit him, but did no harm.

There was not even the slightest pause in his movements. His arm was on my arm and he grabbed it hard.

I felt like he had torn a strip of flesh off my arm.

The severe pain was transmitted to my brain, and I subconsciously wanted to bring the thing in my hand over to see my wound.

The wound was dripping with blood. I suppressed my thoughts in time and put down the weapon subconsciously.

Wouldn't it be better to be captured without any help? I would be torn into pieces one by one and become a part of him.

What lasts forever and can continue is only him, and I can only be the nourishment.

I struggled desperately, but to no avail, and the movements of my hands became slower and slower.

My arms were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead, and I couldn't lift them up at all.

I saw the blind grandpa and Bai Xian, and a bleak smile appeared on my face.

I feel very sorry to Blind Grandpa and Bai Xian in my heart. I failed them both and failed to survive.

I didn't expect that I could wake up. Before I opened my eyes, I heard other people's voices in my ears.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, but it was very noisy.

The noise made me upset.

When I opened my eyes, there was dazzling sunlight. It was dawn, and I survived.

I stared straight at the sun, and for the first time I felt that the dazzling sunlight was so kind to me.

When I came to my senses, I realized that I seemed to be still wearing a ventilator.

Am I living in the intensive care unit? Why am I still wearing a ventilator?

After feeling the ventilator, I found that the ventilator was not worn tightly at all. In other words, it was simply a decorative thing.

He raised his hand and moved his feet. It seemed that there was nothing wrong.

I breathed a sigh of relief, I just didn't have any arms or legs, I just didn't know how I left that place.

I feel horrified when I think of the owner of the coffin, that half-human, half-spirit thing.

I clearly remember that before I fainted, the thing's hand was about to strangle my neck.

Unexpectedly, I actually escaped from death and survived.

Is it Master Lin’s credit? I turned around and looked around, and saw a person living in the hospital bed next door.

From the side, it’s Master Lin, but he doesn’t have a hanging needle hanging on his hand, so he must be stronger than me.

I have always been in good health since I was a child, but this is the first time I have had a diaphragm injection.

When I was in elementary school, one of my classmates suddenly got mumps, and he infected many people.

I was the only one in the class who was not harmed.

"Master Lin, Lin Hualong, don't sleep, wake up."

I asked angrily, it was time to clarify the matter now.

He has lied to me for so long, so he should give me an explanation.

Master Lin slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw me waking up, he was so surprised that he screamed strangely.

He suddenly sat up from the bed, wearing his own clothes.

I thought he was wearing a hospital gown just like me.

"Damn it, you woke up unexpectedly. I thought you were going to die. You're lucky and your life is pretty good."

Master Lin said in a fuss, and I rolled my eyes impatiently, not even bothering to wonder what he meant by this sentence.

Seeing my reaction, Teacher Lin realized belatedly that he had said the wrong thing.

"You kid has been sleeping for three days and finally woke up. If you don't wake up again, I'll have to go find the doctor and ask what's going on."

So I was said to have been in a coma for three days. I couldn't believe myself that I was in a coma for three days.

However, Master Lin's expression clearly meant that he was not lying.

Not necessarily. When the old man was lying, his face looked like a big carrot, neither red nor white, so you couldn't tell at all.

At my level, I could tell whether the old man was lying or not, but he was still a bit angry.

Seeing that I didn't believe him, Master Lin showed an angry expression, got off the bed, and sat down next to my bed.

"Can you get along with me, can you show more care and trust? If I hadn't tried my best to drag you out, you would have died in Shan'ao Village."

I shook my head and turned my face to the other side, not wanting to hear what he said.

"Can you do it?"

Your tone became more and more anxious at that time, and my heart softened a little

Give him a chance to explain. When I was in the tomb, I had already thought about what he would say if I came out?

Now that both of us are alive, we naturally have to listen to his explanation and see what he can say.

"You say it and I listen. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, we will part ways as soon as possible, and you don't look for me, and I won't know you in the future."

I said mercilessly, following people like them, I don't know when I will be sold, and I still know how much I weigh.

If I were to scheme against the old fox, I would be the only one who would suffer.

If you analyze someone else's words carefully, there would be eight hundred meanings, and I don't even know if they are true or false.

On the contrary, I am stupid all day long, saying whatever I want.