The car traveled all the way, Song Jie felt that the car seemed to rarely turn, and the road was basically a straight line, and Song Jie pressed the bracelet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He clearly remembered that the signal of the bracelet was still very strong not long ago, but now looking at the bracelet, it has shown that there is no signal.

Ke Yuyu also raised his hand to look at his wrist, "Don't worry, because this is the edge of the no-man's land, it may have some impact on the signal." ”

Song Jie squinted, "Although you always say that you don't know very well, you seem to know a lot about no man's land." ”

There was an eerie silence in the carriage for a while.

After a long time, Ke Yuyu raised his hand and rubbed his head, "I don't know why, you should talk nonsense to me." ”

Fortunately, the bracelet without a signal does not prevent it from walking, and it is no problem to look at it as a watch.

But just sitting on such a slow and excessively small broken train is boring enough, its speed is so slow that Song Jie once wondered if it was not as fast as Shu Yahan's bicycle, the weeds on the side of the road could be seen clearly, it was slow, a few clusters of mistakes.

Half past eleven.

A crisp bell suddenly sounded in the quiet carriage.

With the ringing of the bell, the place that Song Jie had explored when he got on the car in front of him, the front of the carriage that was obviously welded to death, and the aisle suddenly appeared with a small car at some point.

The sound of the bell seemed to come from the top of the cart.

This is, Song Jie's eyes shrank, and the whole person became vigilant, sat up straight, and looked at Ke Yuyu at the same time.

But Ke Yuyu also looked puzzled, and gave Song Jie a silent gesture.

The bell rang non-stop for a moment, and rang regularly at once.

The cart finally moved.

Song Jie found that no one was pushing it, but the car was moving forward little by little, and at the same time, there was a clear female voice sounding along with it, "Peanuts and melon seeds mineral water, small snacks are sold~"

The voice was shouting, the bell was ringing like an accompaniment, and the female voice was clear and pleasant, but there was a creepy feeling in the ears of the two.

Neither of them dared to make any big moves.

The little cart slowly approached the seats of the two, as if no one had been trying to buy her anything, she pushed the cart faster, but the shouting in her mouth never stopped.

Song Jie saw very clearly, the cart was definitely moving by itself, no woman was pushing it, and as for the cart, there was only its rusty tin box, and there was nothing on it. The few things that the woman shouted for were not there.

The car was about to pass by the two of them, and seeing the rear of the car passing by Song Jie's side, Ke Yuyu subconsciously exhaled.

As a result, the cart stopped suddenly, and it was only half an arm's length away from Song Jie!

"Sir, do you want to buy something?" This gentle female voice that seemed to come from above Song Jie's head made Song Jie hum and feel like his head was going to blow up.

But that's not all. Just when Song Jie didn't know how to respond, a deep male voice suddenly came out in front of him in the direction of the small cart. "I don't buy it."

The woman was actually asking the man? Ahh

Song Jie secretly used the energy, feeling a little at ease, just wanted to transport the energy to his eyes, but suddenly froze, even if there were unclean things in the car, but now it is clear that he and Ke Yuyu have not found the existence, in case he sees clearly what is in the car, it is self-defeating, but it is not beautiful, since Ke Yuyu can safely take this car there, naturally the two of them will be fine this time.

"Sir, the train is running and the inside of the train is unstable, why don't you sit down?" The female voice didn't feel the slightest surprise when she heard that people didn't buy her things. It seemed that she had stopped here for a long time, and suddenly an old woman's voice came from the seat across the aisle from Song Jie, "Girl, bring me a bottle of water." ”

"Okay." The woman replied cleanly, followed by the sound of fabric rubbing, "It's hot, give you a bottle of ice." ”

"Forget it, bring me a bottle too." The male voice who spoke before seemed to see someone buying it, and he couldn't help but want to drink something cold, "I want it too." The male voice that came out this time was not the same timbre as before, but it seemed that the two of them were standing together.

"Where are the two of us who don't want to sit, our seats are the two next to you now, look at it, it's all people spitting, but how can you sit on people." The man couldn't help but complain, Song Jie's whole body stiffened, and Ke Yuyu didn't know where to put his hand.

"Ah, really, I didn't even notice it if you didn't say it." The woman's voice exclaimed in small exclamation. "You two let me go first, I'll finish patrolling the car and sell things first, and then find someone to clear it up for you."

The bell finally rang again, and the grunt of the cart began to move stubbornly again.

Song Jie felt a little unable to sit down now.

Generally speaking, if there is no one in the car, most people will choose the most convenient position to get on and off the bus, or a position with a wide field of vision.

"Do you remember why we chose to sit here as soon as we got on the bus?" Song Jie's face was ugly.

Ke Yuyu was also a little frightened, but she didn't think much about this question, and opened her mouth to answer, "Because there is no one here." ”

Because there's no one here.

This answer made Song Jie's heart a little colder.

The whole carriage is obviously empty, why only these two seats give them the feeling that they can sit here, and on the other hand, are there "people" sitting in the rest of the seats? Song Jie thought back to the time when he went to the front of the carriage to check if the road was open, obviously there were so many seats in front of him, he still had a grudge against Ke Yuyu in his heart, why did he choose to walk back and sit next to her?!

The same reason, because of the subconscious choice in his heart, he couldn't sit down in those places.

"Have you seen this cart before in this car?" Song Jie had to ask Ke Yuyu, this car suddenly made Song Jie feel very nervous, when the front of the car drove by, it was definitely not his illusion that there was no driver.

However, just as Song Jie was struggling with these problems, the small cart had mysteriously disappeared from the rear compartment as when it appeared.

"I haven't seen it before." Ke Yuyu's voice was a little scared, trembling slightly.

"I don't think we'd better sit here." I just came in and felt that it was too empty, I don't know why, Song Jie felt that it was full of people now, and according to the woman's words, there should still be two men standing there, maybe they were the ones who were occupied by Ke Yuyu and Song Jie. Because they're sitting here, those two people have a dirty perception of this place, and they're not sitting here.

This is the same as Song Jie and Ke Yuyu's subconscious judgment that they did not choose to sit somewhere else.

Because of his early learning experience, including some self-taught books, Song Jie has some superficial cognition of space, perhaps this is the same material level of different existences, this train has overlapped with the space of two different latitudes, so as to form this effect similar to a ghost car, or, really, it is a ghost car at all.

According to folklore, such an existence may be a dead person repeating his previous behavior, so the two of them may have unpredictable consequences when they get into this car, but according to Ke Yuyu's previous ride in this car, Song Jie guessed that this car was mostly the first reason.

Unbeknownst to them, a three-car green train stopped at the roadside station shortly after they got into the car.

It's the same shabby and rusty, but the difference is that there is an old man with a pipe in the driver's seat, and he has been going back and forth on this line, not so much to make a living or make money, but to pay tribute.

To commemorate the tragedy that happened decades ago, the memorial train has long become a small boat in history, especially this old-fashioned train, he is eighty years old, and his hands and feet are not very neat, but he still insists on going back and forth on this line, no one pays him a salary, fortunately, he still has the capital to let him be so empty, this car is slow, there is no one on the track, and he will not have an accident if he drives an old man.

He stayed here because he had a son he was proud of, and he didn't want his son to be alone on this road.

The car not only drives, but can occasionally carry lost travelers, but the old man is tired of being disturbed by others, so he welds all the carriages to prevent others from disturbing them.

Moreover, many stations on this line have been completely deserted, few people can catch his car, and few good people know his train, and for his own safety, the passage between the carriages is welded to death with steel plates little by little. It's just that I don't know what's going on, his three carriages, or the three cars at the front of the car, used ten steel plates.

The old man pushed the gates, and the car started whining, bringing a touch of popularity to this desolate place.

"If you sat in a position last time and didn't get noticed, we're obviously in a state where we've been discovered, and no one knows what they're going to do." Song Jie took Ke Yuyu's arm, and the two of them walked to the front of the welded carriage with light steps.

The two of them talked so low that they could hear each other, and even though they couldn't see them, they were still worried that since they could hear them, there was no reason why they couldn't hear themselves.

Because they knew that there were people standing in the back compartment, the two of them didn't dare to go back, after all, the woman who pushed the cart over said that she was going to find someone to clean the seats. No one knows what they do with so-called cleaning.

Song Jie and Ke Yuyu stood in the corner of the carriage, looking at the old carriage with some vigilance.

The sunlight shone through the green glass wrapped in a little mud on the wooden row of stools, but it could not erode the sense of depression in the hearts of the two.