The Last Train to Hell

The banging sound of the pipe pot and glass sounded a bit strange in the silent night sky, but this sound gave me a great sense of security.

I wanted to ask Sun Laoqi some things, but I felt there was no need to ask. Sun Laoqi had told me everything I should have said before.

Thinking about Sun Laoqi in his mind, his body instinctively wanted to turn his head and look back.

As a result, before I could turn my head away, I heard Sun Laoqi cough heavily and say something sinister.

"Why don't you turn around? Turn around and drive your car properly. Don't you want your life? You don't want your life, but we still want our lives."

I immediately understood the implication of Sun Laoqi's words. He was warning me not to look back.

I'm afraid something terrible has happened in the carriage behind me.

If I didn't look back, maybe it wouldn't involve me.

Or maybe there is nothing I can do about these things, but as long as I look back, I have fallen into their trap, and I might end up dead without any body parts.

I suppressed my curiosity and focused on the road in front of me.

There were no vehicles or pedestrians on the road late at night.

What's more, at this point, there are very few vehicles coming and going to such a remote place.

Running to such a place in the middle of the night can only mean that this person has evil intentions and wants to do bad things, otherwise no one would take the initiative to go to such a remote place.

It is mainly the terminus of the last bus of Route 14. The road I am driving on is a dead end, and there is no way to go further.

So if you didn’t come here specifically, there should be no cars going this way.

Although I was very scared, I was still vaguely curious about what happened next.

Why doesn't Sun Laoqi let me look back?

The more he didn't let me look back, the more I wanted to see what happened, and I didn't pay attention to this one.

Just wanting to look in the rearview mirror, I subconsciously raised my head and heard a roar coming from behind me.

"You kid, drive the hell away for me. What are you looking around for? Do you believe I will kill you?"

Co-author Sun Laoqi has been observing my movements. Why doesn't he let me observe the situation in the car from the rearview mirror?

Is it possible that if I look at the situation in the carriage, something will go wrong? Even if you look at it in the mirror, it will be like this.

The doubts in my heart were like weeds, growing crazily.

It kept confusing me, wanting me to look back and see what was following behind me?

I suppressed the curiosity in my heart and did not turn my head away, knowing that if I turned my head, it might not be a good thing.

If I turn my head and look at what is behind me, even if there is a slight danger, Mr. Sun will not scold me.

Maybe when I look back, even the things I did to save my life may not be able to save my life.

In the end, life was more important, so I suppressed my curiosity.

He concentrated on driving, trying hard to forget about Ling Sui and Sun Laoqi sitting in the car.

As we were about to arrive at the bus company, I quickly parked the bus at the last stop.

The sound of a car horn came from behind the car, in the underground garage of the bus company.

There were basically no cars coming and going. When I heard the sound of car horns, I subconsciously looked back in the rearview mirror.

Then he saw more than ten spirits standing behind the car.

These spirits are none other than the spirits transformed by workers in the steel mill.

And they were pushing a car, which looked like a red flag.

In this day and age, Hongqi cars are rarely seen. Speaking of which, they can only be driven by rich people. Money alone is not enough, you must have status.

Anyway, I have lived in Hejian City for some years, and I have seen Mercedes-Benz and BMW many times, but this is the first time I have seen this red flag, but being pushed by the spirit is a bit scary.

I quickly looked away. I didn't dare to look behind me anymore, I just waited for the car to stop here for two minutes.

I hurriedly started the car and drove to the door of the underground garage.

I don’t know if Sun Laoqi has gotten out of the car, or if there are things in the car that look like spirits but are not spirits.

Are you still there or not? I remembered Sun Laoqi's instructions and didn't dare to look back.

When the car arrived at where it should be parked, I turned off the engine, turned off the power in the car, got out of the front door and closed the door with my backhand.

When the car door was closed, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of the scene in the car.

In Shan'ao Village, I saw more than a dozen ghostly and non-spiritual things in the carriage, but they were still sitting in the carriage.

As for the spirit that followed me all the way just now, where is it now? I'm not too sure either.

Subconsciously, want to find where they are? But as soon as I turned my eyes to the side, I saw the spirits pushing the car and humming towards me.

Their speed was surprisingly fast, so fast that I was stunned. The speed was basically forty to fifty miles.

I pursed my lips and looked at the long line of buses beside them.

Without thinking, he rushed directly behind the bus, planning to go around there to avoid these things.

The gap between the bus and the bus is not very wide, and it is absolutely impossible for these things to push the car over.

I ran very fast and reached the door of the bus company in one breath.

Lao An hadn't closed the door yet, leaving a gap wide enough for me to run out.

Just when I was about to slow down and take a breath, I felt the wind behind me, which seemed to be wrong.

I quickly picked up my speed and slipped out of the gap.

After leaving the underground garage of the bus company, I looked back and saw the ghost, waving at me in the garage.

Obviously there was no way to get out from there.

But the protective door was not an insurmountable gap for them?

I ran for a while, took out my mobile phone and called Fengdu Taxi.

This time I moved to No. 1 Huating Road, and my place was farther away from the bus company.

It was unlikely to run back. It would be more convenient to take a taxi at this point.

I thought, since I couldn't leave the company for a while, I might as well discuss it with Jinsuocheng and ask him to apply for a transportation subsidy for me.

I think he should agree to my small request.

How can I say that I have made great contributions to the bus company?

The most important thing is to take a taxi back home every day, which costs more than ten yuan, or as little as eight or nine yuan. My salary is a bit too much to bear!

Other expenses in Hejian City are not high, but in terms of travel, except for buses, the rest of the taxi fare is extremely expensive, which is jaw-droppingly expensive.

Fengdu taxi, as always, came quickly. This time it did not appear suddenly, but drove over from not far away.