The train came to a slow stop and came to a halt in a dark tunnel.

There were constant screams from the carriage ahead, as well as the cries of women and the sound of vomiting one after another.

The carriage I was in was also in a commotion.

Ouyang grabbed my hand tightly, and his body was trembling, "Brother Lin......"

"It's okay, it's an accident." I was comforted weakly.

Ding Dong –

An announcement sounded inside the train, not a mechanical female voice, but a man's voice: "There have been some accidents during the operation of the train, please stay where you are." There have been some accidents during the operation of the train, so please stay where you are. ”

The man's voice was not steady, and he even stuttered a little.

Someone in the front compartment shouted, "Hit someone!" Hit someone! ”

I noticed that the commotion ahead was expanding, there were people calling the police, and others were trying to open the car door. More passengers ran to the carriages on either side.

I saw that this would not work, so I turned Ouyang's body in a different direction, "Don't look behind, let's go ahead." ”

Ouyang was probably completely confused now, and after listening to my words, he wanted to look at the car window on the other side. I hurriedly stood up to her and helped her block her view.

"Don't look! Go ahead! "I was louder.

Ouyang was a spirit, and his neck froze.

"Brother, you should go to the back, the back of the car should be able to open." Someone next to him kindly reminded me.

Of course I can't tell anyone, I saw a ghost right behind, so I had to run to the front.

I'm pretty sure what I just saw wasn't a human, it must be a ghost. Otherwise, who can press another person against the wall of a high-speed train and make that person scraped into a pulp?

I can't say that, and the reasons I can find are also appropriate.

"That's all gone, let's go from the front." I said.

When the people next to him heard it, they all felt that it made sense.

Whoever the hapless deceased was, and how he ended up in the subway tunnel, his body was now either glued to the outside of the train or had fallen into the tunnel behind.

Nobody wants to look at that.

The people on our side walked forward and told the passengers in front of us who wanted to come over.

In this way, there was no crowding and stampede, and everyone walked forward.

The news from the front is also good. The deceased crashed into the third car of the train. The train is a six-car group, and at least a small half of the carriages are "clean".

However, the farther we go in the carriages behind us, the more terrifying it becomes.

On the glass window of the rear carriage was a blur of flesh and blood, similar to the minced meat sold in the vegetable market, but the further you went, the more you could see the appearance of a person.

Many people couldn't hold on anymore, squatting in the carriage vomiting, crying, and some fainted.

On the glass window of the fourth carriage of the third section, I saw an abstract body.

It's as if when the paint is not dry, a wipe of the hand, the original complete sketch is pasted.

"It's open! It's opened! Someone in front of him shouted in surprise.

Several carriage doors had already been opened. However, the escape platform in the tunnel is crowded by two people at most, and most of them are still walking in the carriage.

The one in front of you that shouted "open" was obviously not the car door.

I saw the flashlight in front of me, and the radio in the carriage sounded again, directing the passengers to evacuate.

Those of us in the carriage gradually integrated into the road of the escape platform.

It turns out that the opening just shouted is to open the door of the passage in the front section, and from this side you can go to the tunnel that is open to traffic in the other direction.

The subway company also dispatched, and there will be a car to take us back to the original waiting hall.

I heard a rumbling in the distance, and I wondered if it was a train in the opposite direction.

Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief, but still grabbed my hand.

"Soon it will be fine. Once you're there, I'll take you home in a taxi. You'll call your parents later. I said to Ouyang.

Ouyang nodded vigorously.

Workers at the subway station hold high-powered lights in front of them.

With the light and lights of the carriages, most of the tunnel is lit up, and along the walls, there are dark green indicator lights along the way.

However, this is not an outdoor place after all, nor is it an indoor with countless headlights. There are still dark shadow areas inside the tunnel.

My hand was originally held by Ouyang, and I followed the passengers in front of me slowly. All around was buzzing and crying. Ouyang didn't see the body, although he was frightened, it was not serious.

I watched my surroundings carefully.

That ghost is different from the previous one.

Doubts arose in my mind.

I originally thought that the ghost who attacked Lu Wenshan, He Jingping and others was Dou Xiaowu, and when that ghost attacked He Jingping, the clothes were like some kind of uniform, and there was a helmet...... But now, I'm starting to suspect that there are two ghosts in the subway. The ghost just now behaved more like Dou Xiaowu, and the ghost who attacked Lu Wenshan took a different path. Obviously, the ghost was even more ferocious just now.

I couldn't help but get worried.

The remains of the body in the carriage looked like it was supposed to be a woman. I don't know if there was a woman among the people who killed Dou Xiaowu in the first place, and what the identity of the victim was. I just hope that the ghost is a ghost of pure revenge, and don't kill people indiscriminately.

Suddenly there was a scream from ahead.

The already nervous crowd stirred again.

The staff hurriedly used the radio to loudly calm the emotions of the crowd.

I subconsciously looked back and looked ahead.

"Brother Lin." Ouyang's nails are going to dig into my flesh.

"It's okay, maybe I saw cockroaches or something." I'm.

The cry just now was a woman, so it seems to make sense.

Ouyang relaxed his hand slightly, and my eyes widened suddenly.

A shadow appeared on the tunnel wall ahead.

The shadow was like a gecko, crawling on the wall, crawling from the shadows into the glow of the flashlight.

Blood-red shadows revealed in the light. Hard hats, uniforms, familiar faces...... What made me even more chilled was the blood on this thing. When he propped himself up slightly, separated from the wall, his chest and face were covered in blood, completely different from what I had seen in my last dream.

Suddenly my ears rang with the words of the people of Aoba.

Deranged ghost......

Devil......

Has this thing become a demon? It's no longer ......

"Ahh Ahhh Another shout rang out.

This time it was a man at the front of the line. He spread one hand to the edge of his face and pointed upwards with the other, his face full of horror.

I saw blood on his face.

"There's something up there! There's something just on it! He's in! The man shouted hoarsely, his hands outstretched, so that the blood on his face and hands could be seen.

Everyone around them screamed in fright, trying to get away from the man.

"It's not mine, it's the thing, the blood on that thing!" The man tried to explain, but suddenly remembered something, and ran backwards himself, "It's in!" It just went in! ”

The direction the man pointed was the evacuation passage between the two tunnels.

The crowd was in an uproar again.

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