The Last Train to Hell

I just don't know why they are here and where they are going.

I haven't been in Hejian City for a long time, and I'm not very familiar with the history of Hejian City.

Could it be that there was a steel mill near the place where they got on the bus?

It's probably the case, otherwise these people wouldn't get on the bus from that stop.

All the people on the bus got off one after another until Shan'ao Village.

Since I confirmed that these workers were not real living people, I didn't pay special attention to them anymore.

Anyway, they can't hurt me, so why should I care about them?

After stopping enough time in Shan'ao Village, I drove directly to the bus company.

Unexpectedly, at the second to last stop, I saw the workers who suddenly disappeared, coming up from the front door.

I still put in a dollar and sat in the same place as before.

I don't know why they want to go back, but I didn't dare to ask more.

Looking into the car through the rearview mirror, I found that the people who had just got off the car appeared on the car again.

The moment I saw them, the voices of people talking in the car suddenly rang.

These people were talking about things related to the steel mill.

Until the second stop, they would get on every stop, and everyone paid the money obediently.

I sat in my previous seat.

My palms were sweating, and I didn't know what these people were thinking.

But I was confused, at which stop would they get off?

Until the departure station, I opened the door wide, but these people didn't move.

I couldn't drag these ghosts back to the underground garage of the bus company.

I cleared my throat and said loudly.

"The terminal is here, it's time to get off."

The people on the bus were unmoved, and they didn't mean to get up and leave.

I pursed my lips, and didn't know what to say to them. Looking at them in the rearview mirror, I found that they were all staring at me,

Then the epic movie-like special effects scene happened in the carriage of the last bus of No. 14.

I don't know where the flames and molten steel came from, all flowed on these workers, they stopped talking and laughing, but lay on the ground and kept wailing.

I wanted to open the protective door to see what was going on with them, but then I thought of Lin Hualong's instructions.

I hesitated for a long time, but I didn't dare to open the car door.

Seeing them being burned and wailing, I even felt a faint burning sensation on my skin.

I touched my arm and was sure that I was not burned.

That was my illusion. Since it was an illusion, there was nothing to be afraid of.

After stopping here for two minutes, the special effects in the car were still being played, and the screams of the steel mill workers became more and more miserable.

The listeners' heads were buzzing, I shook my head, stepped on the accelerator and drove the car back to the underground garage.

I had already guessed the cause of death of these ghosts.

It was probably the workers of the steel mill, because of operating errors or machine failures.

The molten steel in the steel furnace flowed out and fell on them, burning them.

Maybe all these people were like this, scalded to death, so that they turned into ghosts with a belly full of grievances and resentment.

I happened to meet them today.

I recalled that the money they put into the coin box seemed to be banknotes from the 1970s and 1980s.

This kind of banknotes is rare in the market now. It’s not that you can’t see it at all, but the possibility of seeing it is basically zero.

These people took this kind of banknotes and threw them into the carriage, and I didn’t care at that time.

Now think about it, if I thought more at that time, I would have guessed that they were not human.

The last bus of No. 14 seemed not to be a bus for carrying people.

I don’t know who would be so stubborn and take the initiative to take the last bus of No. 14.

Until the bus stopped completely, I walked down from the front door of the bus, and the wailing in the carriage continued.

Before I got off the bus, I subconsciously looked at the scene in the carriage, which was like hell on earth.

All the people in work clothes were on the ground, rolling non-stop, and their bodies were all covered with red molten steel.

The melting point of steel is at least more than 2,000 degrees. You can imagine how painful it would be if these things touched your body?

I couldn't imagine what kind of pain this was, so I just got off the bus and turned a blind eye.

When I got off the bus and looked back at the car, I found that the car was empty, as if the scene I just saw was just an illusion of mine.

I am very sure that it was not an illusion, but it probably disappeared, right?

I walked forward a few steps, and then I looked back subconsciously into the car again, but it was still empty.

It was just that the wailing of the workers kept lingering in my ears, like a spell.

There was a murder in the Internet cafe, and I didn't want to go back. It was late at night, and I had to have a place to stay. I left the bus company and walked aimlessly to the city center.

When I first didn't have a job, I came to the city center quite often.

Since I started working at the bus company, I rarely have the opportunity to hang out in the city center.

It's already midnight, and the city center is still quite lively.

But you can see that all the vendors are packing up and will go home in an hour or so.

I saw a hotel on the corner, it looked good, but I don't know what the environment is like.

Fortunately, I am not a hypocritical person. I am not very picky about the sleeping environment. I just want it to be clean.

I was lucky. There were still vacant rooms in the store. I specifically asked the front desk if there was any problem.

The front desk also assured me again and again that their house was very clean.

I stayed in a room in the middle of the corridor. According to the front desk, there was a young couple next door. It might be a little noisy at night. Please forgive me.

As long as it is a normal person making a little noise, I won’t mind it. If it is a ghost? Then I am not very happy.

I didn’t say anything, nodded at him, swiped the room card, and pushed the door in.

The room is definitely not as good as the first boutique hotel, but it is not small, and the things are quite complete and look quite new.

I didn’t find any problems, nodded to the front desk, closed the door directly, and inserted the room card into the power supply.

I waited for about half an hour, and I guessed that the hot water in the water heater had heated up.

I took off my clothes and took a shower, and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

To be honest, their bed is quite warm, and the air conditioner temperature is neither too high nor too low, so I don't feel cold as long as I cover myself with a blanket.

I had a very comfortable sleep, but the only drawback is that I didn't bring my phone charger with me when I went out.

My phone is only half charged now, so I don't dare to play with it.