The Last Train to Hell

The sigh was right beside my ear, and I could even feel the cold breath.

Who is it? Where did it come from? Why is there no movement at all?

Even though I was full of doubts, I didn't dare to act rashly.

"Heh"

A light laugh came from my ear, and the sound hit my heart neither lightly nor heavily.

I wanted to look back, but I didn't have the courage.

The coin in my hand didn't change at all.

I couldn't help but wonder if the coin had expired.

"It's really lively tonight, and there are still strangers."

The voice came from behind me, and I heard it clearly.

No one knows better than me, there is a wall behind me.

So who is talking? Where is it?

This is the second time I heard the word lively tonight.

Is it because of my arrival that it is particularly lively?

And why does the diary related to the driver of the last bus of No. 14 appear here?

I thought about why I came to Muling Village.

It was Wang Jiuye who pointed the place to me, so what did he know?

Is it really a coincidence that I met the Eight Immortals carrying a sedan chair and the evil spirit married a wife? Or was it calculated by someone?

Questions came out one after another in my mind.

It was as if everyone around me, every ghost, and everything they guided me to do had a special meaning.

And I was played around by them from beginning to end.

I stood up suddenly and turned around, staring fiercely behind me.

I wanted to see what was scaring me.

A strange-looking puppet was suspended in the air.

Looking closely, it was entangled with blood, so it could float in the air.

Was it it that scared me just now? I looked at it carefully again.

It was very different from the puppets I played with when I was a child.

It was very delicate, but the two eyes were particularly large and glowed with black light.

It gave me an indescribable sense of evil charm.

"How did you get to Muling Village?"

When the puppet spoke, there was an indescribable sense of vicissitudes in its voice.

It always gave me a weird feeling.

Master Wang Jiu didn't move at all, and the coffin that was wrapped like a cocoon didn't react at all.

The puppet didn't look particularly scary, and I was able to pretend to be calm.

"I came here by taxi."

I told the truth, I did come here by taxi.

I also heard the driver tell a supernatural story, and he didn't finish it before we arrived.

The puppet controlled the blood threads and surrounded me.

There were only a dozen blood threads around me, and I smelled a strong smell of blood.

The blood threads it controlled were not drawn from living people.

The blood threads did not get close to me, and it didn't seem to have any intention of hurting me.

But it was hard for me to accept it just lingering around me.

"Living people don't easily come to Muling Village, are you running Fengdu Taxi?"

I didn't expect the puppet to know Fengdu Taxi, but when I came here, I took a taxi in the human world.

But it was right, living people can't easily come to this place.

If you accidentally enter here, you can't get through it at all. It's a trick set up by the guide.

I was able to come in thanks to Master Wang Jiu.

"I took a taxi from the human world. I asked more than ten cars, but only one was willing to come."

Since I saw the evil of this place, I can understand why taxi drivers are unwilling to come.

Night bus drivers are afraid of encountering evil things, and they are even more taboo to go to evil places to avoid trouble.

So it is normal for them not to come.

"It's not simple. No wonder he came from Muling Village."

I couldn't tell the difference between the two Muling Villages, but I could understand what the puppet meant.

The puppet was more talkative than I thought, and it could be said to be kind.

Inviting me to sit in front of it, the puppet told me about Muling Village.

Muling Village and Muling Village are the same place.

But later the water source was cut off, and the village was full of corpses.

Only Muling Village was left, existing at the junction of the spirit world and the human world.

I wanted to ask the puppet how I could leave.

I couldn't open my mouth anyway.

After the puppet finished the story, I saw a joke on his unchanging face.

"The game has begun, you have to survive."

Throwing down this sentence, the puppet left the room.

The blood threads wrapped around the surface of the coffin also disappeared.

Just when I breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly heard the roar of Master Wang Jiu in my heart.

"Get out of this room quickly."

I hesitated for a moment, and then I heard a dull sound coming from the red coffin.

Seeing that I didn't move, Master Wang Jiu became more and more irritable.

"Run quickly, if you keep dawdling, I will have to stay here to bury you."

I didn't dare to neglect it, Master Wang Jiu had never shown such a look.

The sound in the coffin was not right, as if I was trapped inside.

I recovered some strength and pulled the door open.

I ran away without doubting why Master Wang Jiu said that.

Before I ran far, I heard the sound of the coffin breaking.

The female spirit who was friendly just now suddenly became extremely ferocious.

How could I be faster than her? I didn't run far before she caught up with me.

I felt the cold wind blowing behind me, and my legs felt heavier and heavier.

My legs, which were as soft as lead, were now as soft as noodles.

I stumbled and knelt on the ground after running a few steps.

A bloody smell came up in my throat, and my lungs were weak and hissing.

The coin in my hand was getting hotter and hotter, and I subconsciously threw it behind me.

I heard the heart-wrenching screams of the female spirit.

I struggled to get up from the ground and ran towards the unknown place in front.

Wang Jiuye suddenly got out of my body and appeared in front of me.

"Follow me, get down quickly."

The female spirit suddenly turned hostile and became unreasonable.

The only person I could rely on was Wang Jiuye, even though there were still many suspicious points about him.

The diary I picked up from the house was still in my trouser pocket, and I didn't throw away the business card.

I didn't know how far I ran, and there should be nothing else following me.

Wang Jiuye didn't listen, and I didn't dare to stop.

After passing several courtyards, I looked inside curiously.

It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything, except for the few knife marks on the door, which were particularly eye-catching.

When they reached an empty place, Wang Jiuye finally stopped.

I guessed that if he didn't listen, I would be exhausted to death.

After coughing for a long time, I finally recovered.

He looked half dead and sat on the ground.

"What's going on? Don't tell me. Don't ask so many questions that you shouldn't know. I don't want to hear this again."

In the past, when Bai Xian was still here, I could ask nothing.

Now continuing to be confused may not be a good thing.