The Last Train to Hell

I have never heard of blood-stained wood, but the red coffin of the female soul seems to be completely soaked in blood.

Therefore, the name Bloody Wood fits the situation very well.

What will be the consequences if Bai Xian is placed in the Bloody Wood?

I just don't think female spirits are so kind.

Also, Wang Jiuye has lived for a long time, how could he not be able to tell the difference between dark wood and blood wood.

Since they are different, why didn't Wang Jiuye tell me.

"The sister inside is very uncomfortable. She will be awakened every once in a while and repeat her last movements. She will not be able to recover at all."

Bai Xian finally dissipated into the human world. I don't know if Ling Sui will feel the pain.

But she must be very uncomfortable, otherwise Tingting would not say it.

I held the blood-stained wood in my hands, not knowing what to do.

If Master Lin were by my side, he might still be able to save Bai Xian.

But Master Lin drove out for me, and it might take two hours before he can come back.

I place my hope on Tingting, hoping that she can find a solution.

Tingting's nature is not bad, so even if she died tragically, she had no intention of harming others.

Otherwise she could have done something to me long ago.

"Can you help me? It's my wife inside. I'm an ordinary person and I can't save her."

I begged Tingting, knowing that I was embarrassing her.

It's just that I really have no other choice. I can't do it and watch Bai Xian leave again.

If she can come back this time, whether she is a human or a spirit, the two of us will be a real couple.

As expected, Tingting looked troubled, and finally she gritted her teeth and pulled out a palm-sized wooden man from the corner of the toilet.

"This is the gloomy wood where I live. I'll help you place her in it first. I'll make do with this piece of blood wood."

I didn't expect that Tingting would be possessed by the gloomy wood.

This is the spirit world. For spirits, it is their home. Why do they need the gloomy wood to live in?

I blurted out my doubts.

"You are in the spirit world, why do you still need to stay in the dark wood?"

Tingting looked at me like an idiot and suddenly laughed.

Pointing to the top of my head.

Only then did I realize, good guy, my underwear is still on my head.

Now I have lost all face, I really don’t have the face to see anyone.

He hurriedly hid in the toilet stall, took off his pants and put his underwear back on.

My immense resentment now disguises itself as Master Lin’s spirit.

If it hadn't been for him, I wouldn't have even remembered that my underwear was on top of my head.

I don't care about being shy when I put my underwear on.

After all, there are still important things waiting for me, and Bai Xian cannot be delayed.

When I came out of the toilet, Tingting also changed her appearance.

He looks like a junior high school student of fifteen or sixteen years old, and he looks extremely delicate.

The two braids look very student-like and give me a very well-behaved feeling.

"Don't be afraid. The toilet does not distinguish between the spiritual world and the human world. This place is both the spiritual world and the human world, but to be precise, it is neither the spiritual world nor the human world."

I nodded in understanding, but Tingting could see that I didn't hear.

He looked like a little adult and shook his head.

He muttered, "Rotten wood cannot be carved."

I was about to refute her, but she spoke first.

"Don't talk. Don't look at me as I'm only fifteen or sixteen years old. I'm actually older than you. If I were still alive, I would be thirty-two this year."

Thirty-two years old, so it’s been more than ten years since she was killed, right?

She also said just now that she had already taken revenge, so why did she still stay here?

Could it be that the little girl has some weird hobbies, like watching men go to the toilet?

"Why don't you reincarnate? What are you doing here?"

I asked this question in confusion.

Tingting's face suddenly became unsightly.

It's not that I'm mean, it's just that I feel a strong sense of loss.

"I wanted to leave, but I couldn't. When I first died, I was obsessed with revenge. But when I wanted to leave, I found that I couldn't even get out of the toilet door."

Looking at the palm-sized area in the men's room, I suddenly felt a little sympathy for Tingting.

I think she was probably a shy little girl back then, and she couldn't bear to be in close contact with a group of grown men every day.

So it is normal to become thicker and thicker.

Time flies much faster when you have someone to talk to.

Just when I was about to say something, Tingting suddenly pushed me.

"Go back and squat, that thing just now is here again."

That thing just now? Is she talking about Ling Sui disguised as Master Lin?

I also became nervous and hurriedly ran back to the pit, took off my pants and squatted down.

When I was anxious, I broke out in a cold sweat. It really felt like I had a stomachache, and the pain was unbearable.

When Ling Sui came in, Tingting disappeared.

I heard footsteps and looked back pretendingly.

Unexpectedly, I didn't see anything.

This makes me feel strange. The spirit pretending to be Master Lin just wants me to get out of the car, so how can he get out of the car for me?

Just now he promised me to drive for me, but in fact he might be perfunctory with me.

I can't see him at the moment, which is normal.

Otherwise, if he suddenly appeared, wouldn't the secret be revealed?

"I heard the sound of walking, why is there no one there yet? Why is Lao An hanging around here when he has nothing to do?"

I said pretendingly, feeling grateful for Tingting's sensitivity.

I noticed the spirit coming long ago and kindly reminded me.

Otherwise I would be in a state of panic.

I spoke softly, as if I was mumbling to myself, and I was sure that the ghost could hear me.

Anyway, I was talking to him anyway.

"Old Antou? Do you have any paper? Come and help me, my legs are numb from squatting."

I shouted at the top of my lungs, not caring whether it was embarrassing or not, because no one was here anyway.

After waiting for a long time, Old Antou naturally wouldn't answer me, after all, he should be asleep now.

When the last bus of No. 14 comes back, just raise your hand and open the door.

In the end, I don't know whether to say that I did a good job or had bad luck.

I squatted for a long time, but Tingting didn't come out.

I knew that the ghost hadn't left yet, so I continued my acting career.

Before the ghost left, I waited for Old Antou.

The old guy saw someone running around in the garage, and was afraid that something would be lost in the car and he would have to pay for it.

So he put on his clothes and came with a flashlight to look around.

If it were somewhere else, we were in the human world and the spirit world respectively, and he couldn't find me.

But in the toilet, he was so sleepy that he yawned and saw a person squatting in the toilet.

He screamed and turned around and ran away.

I wanted to follow him, but then I thought, following him out might not be a good thing.

Old An ran out a few steps and came back.

I was surprised.

I didn't expect this old guy to be so brave.

I looked at his walking posture carefully.