Chapter 2 The Station of the Dead
Silently digesting the words of the conductor, Yu Xizhi is doing ideological construction for himself, not afraid, everyone is A Piao, all the same.
It's just that when she saw someone coming up again, she found that this hint didn't have any effect, she was absolutely timid when she was alive, and now she has become a real coward!
Now she feels like she's blown up again, her hairs stand on end, all her nerves are mobilized, and she feels like she's on top!
This time it was a little girl of seven or eight years old, with big eyes, and she looked good just by looking at her face, but her eyes were all black, her face was pale, and her lips were bright red!
Why scare her so much!
Yu Xizhi's back was against the wall of the car, but he was not far from the conductor. Unfortunately, she was able to observe the little girl's appearance carefully: the little girl smiled at the corners of her mouth, and her hands were still holding an arm that was as long as her body, strangely, the arm looked warm, and the bright red blood was falling down drop by drop.
I saw that the little girl handed over her bloody arm to the conductor, and when she passed in front of Yu Xizhi, Yu Xizhi even touched the corner of her clothes.
Looking at the row of red footprints on the ground, Yu Xizhi's whole person was not good.
She subconsciously checked herself, it was fine, her clothes were clean, and her bare feet were a little dirty, but they were acceptable. He raised his hand and wiped his face, but there was no blood, and although his fingers were a little green, they were not to the point of being terrifying.
I don't know how long it took, but she felt a little hot, and the strange thing was that it was cold and unbearable when she got in the car. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the color of her hands has become more bruised.
I quietly observed several other passengers and found that they did not change or feel unwell.
However, she felt sweat on her forehead, and reached out to wipe it, but there was nothing. I felt that the heat was radiating from the inside out, and when I felt a burning pain in my internal organs, I suddenly remembered the words of the conductor in my mind
"Seats matter"
Isn't that the reason!
I don't want to talk to passengers who are horrible and unconscious, and what if they do something terrible when they wake up.
Yu Xizhi chose to communicate with the conductor who looked more normal.
Seeing that the conductor's mood had stabilized, Yu Xizhi regrouped and asked: "Can I buy a ticket again?" and emphasized "use money"
She clenched her bag tightly.
Yes, she had money, and when someone else traded her arms for tickets or even didn't have the money, she found a big stack of dead coins in her bag!
Although it is not known where her money came from.
"Yes, given the strength of your soul, I can let you choose the location." The conductor seemed to regain his composure, like an emotionless ticketing machine.
"Can you still choose a seat?"
"As long as you have money"
"What's the difference?"
"Well, the further you go, the stronger your soul fixing ability is, the more things you have to pay, of course, in view of your ability, let you choose a little back" The conductor said, seeing Yu Xizhi's trembling handover of the oversized amount of money, he immediately retorted: "Okay, super luxury special position protective cover, please move to the rear"
When he bought a ticket and bought a door that appeared out of thin air, Yu Xizhi was not surprised at all.
She opened the door and went in, looking around, 10 square meters in size, there were two positions, compared to the plastic bench outside, it was really luxurious.
sigh, no matter where it is, it is the world of the rich. Money can make ghosts grind, and now, if nothing else, she should be a ghost.
Slowly, she accepted the fact that she was a Piao. From being scared to the point of smoke above her head to accepting the facts, no one understands her rollercoaster journey.
Although she was still on this train that she didn't know what it was, the closed environment, after isolating those terrible people, actually gave her a sense of security.
Sure enough, if it was outside the position, it would burn the soul, and now she felt that she was slowly relieving.
The soul is adapted in the location reserve, but outside the reserve, they feel uncomfortable, does this mean that they are still in the sun?
Now she could remember what had happened.
Thinking about it this way, I don't remember anything before I got in the car. The memories of his life are also vague.
After getting on the train, it was as if my mind was stagnant, I didn't notice the bare train, the weird passengers, I didn't suspect it at all, and I thought it was normal, and even saw people with blood on their heads just trying to call 120.
After an unknown amount of time in the car, she slowly regained consciousness. It was only after experiencing the stimulation that I realized how wrong it was.
and then asked the conductor, at that time she subconsciously did not let herself show abnormality, although existence is reasonable, but she can't guarantee that she will not bring any bad consequences if she is so different. I also know that as a newcomer, it is absolutely impossible to compare to those old fritters.
Yu Xizhi picked up the purple soul wheel in his hand and thought about it, what did that person say true or false, what to fill it with, would it hurt her, and could she really leave here.
Will the way home be easy?
Do you want to trust the conductor? Yu Xizhi is not sure. But rational analysis calmed her down.
There was no door on the train that could be opened, which directly eliminated the possibility of her escape, and according to the conductor's meaning, they also had to go to a place called the Death Station, and if nothing else, it would be the end. Let's see if we can escape when the time comes. However, Yu Xizhi had a hunch that only when the white beads of the purple wheel turned purple could he leave smoothly, otherwise the possibility of going out was extremely low.
Of course, if you go out and become a lonely ghost, you will cry.
As time passed, Yu Xizhi found that her breathing gradually became soothing, and although her hands were still blue, there was no sign of getting worse. And with it, her mind also became clear, and her emotions actually had a substantial richness. If there was only fear just now, now I will be surprised and sad.
These have made her feel a little relaxed when she has been tense, after all, she is indeed like a lonely ghost, with no memory and wandering at will.
Yu Xizhi is doing psychological construction for himself, whether he is alive or dead, and wherever he stays. Those souls outside, maybe everyone can be good neighbors.
I don't dare to recall what they look like, I can only hint at myself!
Ghosts will also be afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid this is a big talk, Yu Xi thought.
If you don't understand these things, Yu Xizhi will let go, after all, no matter how much you spend brain cells, there will be no answers. Now, she's going to recharge her batteries. She thought that she might be able to try to communicate with the other ghosts if she was safe. After all, the conductor looked ill-intentioned.
It's just that before going to bed, there is still a thought floating in my mind: Can ghosts still sleep?