All Rendezvous metro stations close at 11pm.

Legend has it that every night at half past eleven, there will be a subway from the Wild Goose Pagoda to Baihua Park.

All the subway stations along the route were closed and empty, but the train still stopped at every stop.

And from the first to the end, it will just take half an hour, and when you arrive at Baihua Park Station, there will be a dingdong, and the big bell in Baihua Park will ring!

This is the story of the late-night subway.

Fake Song Xueyi finished speaking in one breath, staring at Zhang Liang and couldn't help frowning, "The subway company is so stupid, just run an empty car, and there is no one to take the train, and it stops at every station, wasting electricity every night." Don't you think it's funny? ”

Hyaksen-an is located in the depths of Hyakka Park.

Zhang Liang listened to such a story, and always felt that the empty car was full of people, and then the car was all pulled back to Baihua Park.

Does the subway company waste electricity? What a business!

He lives in the depths of Baihua Park, okay?

Zhang Liang barely squeezed out a smile, "The subway company is so stupid!" ”

"Hehehe!"

The fake Song Xue laughed three times word by word, and walked back to the bedroom with the lantern.

Standing at the door, he said, "Tomorrow night, I'll look for you again, and I'm going to hear a story about the subway." ”

The door was closed.

The main courtyard of the nunnery called.

Zhang Liang sat for a few minutes, walked to the door of the master bedroom with weak legs, and knocked on the door a few times, "Master Song?" ”

There was no reaction in the room.

He screamed a few more times, but there was still no response.

With a bite of the teeth, gently twist the door lock.

Song Xueyi was still dressed in the evening, and she was stunned in front of the dresser.

In other words, she hasn't changed her clothes, and the woman who just lit the lantern is really a fake Song Xueyi.

Zhang Liang walked over and kicked Song Xueyi's thigh tendons, and Song Xueyi woke up in pain.

The person slowed down for a second or two in a daze, and sat up with his thighs hugged, "She...... Has she been here? Am I getting topped? ”

Zhang Liang sat on the ground, leaned on Song Xueyi's back, and hugged his knees, and said badly: "I've been here, but the person who came looks the same as you!" ”

She ...... She is my invite, can ...... can imitate the way I look and ...... Not surprising. ”

Song Xueyi's whole body hair exploded, "The point is that she came uninvited, for what?" ”

"I didn't come to you, I probably came to me!"

Zhang Liang felt very strange about this.

Because the stories told by the fake Song Xueyi may be true.

She said that when she came to listen to Zhang Liang tell the story of the subway tomorrow, what she wanted to hear might be true.

Didn't fake Song Xueyi force him to find a ghost? But he needs to kill ghosts to raise swords. This unknown existence is helping him?

Zhang Liang said: "Do you really not know anything about the spirit you invited? ”

Song Xueyi suddenly asked, "If Zhao Min asks you to kill me, will you do it?" ”

"I said no, do you believe it?"

Zhang Liang got up, left the master bedroom, and went to the second bedroom to hurry up and sleep.

11:20 p.m.

Zhang Liang came to the Baihua Park subway station, found the management staff, and scanned the tag of the waiter in his hand, saying that he asked for a key to the subway gate.

The manager asked curiously, "What do you want the key for?" ”

"I've heard that after the subway station closes, there is still an empty train."

"Yes...... Yes...... The maintenance station is on this side, and the car has to be driven back for maintenance at night. ”

When the management heard that it was waiting for the subway, they didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, and went through the procedures for Zhang Liang, so they gave Zhang Liang a key.

At 11:30 p.m., all the staff were off work.

The iron mesh doors at the four entrances were also locked.

Only the emergency lights remained.

Zhang Liang sat on the empty waiting platform, lit a cigarette, and smoked leisurely.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A crisp sound of high heels sounded, and Zhang Liangxun looked for prestige.

At the door at the far end of the waiting platform, a woman covered him with a flashlight and asked nervously, "Who?" ”

Zhang Liang blocked the light of the flashlight with his hand, his eyes adjusted to the light, and there was a woman in a blue shirt, black trousers, and short high heels.

There is a bunch of keys hanging from his waist, and it looks like he is on duty.

Woman?

It looks like he is about thirty, and his appearance and figure can score seven or eight points, which can be regarded as a small jasper.

The staff on duty in such places are either old men or older women.

This woman has a problem at first glance!

Zhang Liang walked over slowly with his legs bounced.

walked up to him, stretched out his hand, and the little woman with the sword poked at the woman.

The sword couldn't touch the woman at all.

In other words, the woman is a person.

However, Zhang Liang's silent action frightened people to sit directly on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqian held her breath tightly, and stole a glance at Zhang Liang's gorgeous eight-rank inner service, her pale face, and the gauze on her hands, "This...... This gentleman, if you have a business trip, squeak too. People are scary, scared to death. ”

Zhang Xiaoqian had long heard that this site was not clean.

However, this station, the pay for duty at night is high. As long as you clean the last train and leave work two hours late, you will receive an additional 3,000 yuan per month.

I bought and bought in the past, and now I have to pay it back.

Although the last old man on duty passed away, no one was willing to do this job, but she Zhang Xiaoqian was hard, bold, and not afraid!

Actually, I'm afraid, but it's all for money!

Zhang Xiaoqian thought she had hit a ghost, so she reached into her pocket and covered a bottle of black dog blood spray.