Although Zhang Fan had a guess in his heart, he didn't open his mouth to see through it, because once he recognized the identity of these powerful ghosts, or recognized the mistakes, he would let those powerful ghosts disguised as living people attack him.

As a result, his situation will become very dangerous.

"Ouch, my leg hurts so much, I must have accidentally bumped it just now!" Zhang Fan pretended to ouch, covered his right leg in pain, and sat down on the seat.

"Looks like I can't find the purser!" Zhang Fan's face was full of discomfort and let out a moan.

"Why are you so careless, young man!" When the white-haired old woman saw Zhang Fan's appearance, her expression suddenly showed concern, and she hurriedly stepped forward to check Zhang Fan's right leg.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, mother-in-law, just let me rest for a while!" Zhang Fan saw the white-haired old woman stretching out her hand, he hurriedly avoided it, turned his body to the other side, and also fastened the seat belt firmly on the seat.

He didn't want to be pushed out of his seat by a white-haired old woman suddenly without paying attention. 、

"That's okay, young man, you can rest first, and then go to the purser later!" The white-haired old woman did not embarrass Zhang Fan, but looked out the window again.

She behaved very easy-going and didn't have the slightest quirky questions. Could it be that I guessed wrong? Isn't this white-haired old woman a ghost?

Zhang Fan saw that the white-haired old woman did not change her face at all, and questioned her thoughts for a while.

At this moment, in car No. 9, it seemed that a certain passenger could no longer stand the strange atmosphere around him, so he crawled out of his seat and came to the aisle corridor, wanting to run out to find the purser.

After all, there were dead people here, and the people around them were not panicked at all, just watched quietly, they whispered to each other, talked and laughed, and didn't take it seriously at all, which made this passenger very uneasy.

It stands to reason that if there is a normal fatal accident, shouldn't someone be called to deal with it? He couldn't understand it, and he couldn't figure it out.

But..... The moment he came to the corridor of the aisle, this passenger's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils dilated rapidly, he lost his breath in an instant, his head tilted, he fell to the ground heavily, and died strangely.

With his death, it instantly caused several people to scream. Apparently they were frightened by the sudden scene.

At this moment, Zhang Fan looked up suddenly, and dense cold sweat overflowed on his forehead. Sure enough, he guessed correctly, as long as he got out of his seat, something would happen.

It's good that he wasn't impulsive just now, huh? It doesn't seem right, doesn't it mean that if you disobey the purser's wishes, you will be driven off the bus?

Why did this passenger die inexplicably? Zhang Fan was a little confused, and what was happening in front of him was a little different from the description of the system.

Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, and cold sweat slid down his forehead. [Please note that this train will arrive at Station 8 in 10 minutes, please take your luggage and don't leave anything behind!

The purser's voice rang out again through the horn of car No. 9. As soon as these words came out, there was an instant commotion in the carriage, and everyone cheered, but except for a few other passengers, they could not laugh at all, and they saw their faces pale, curled up in their seats, shivering.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's brows furrowed, he felt that there were most of the passengers in the entire No. 9 carriage, and their behavior was very strange.

Don't...... Suddenly, Zhang Fan seemed to think of something, hurriedly looked up and looked around, and found a scene that made him very frightened.

That is, he saw that at this time, there were many passengers, all of whom were secretly smiling, the corners of their mouths raised a strange arc, and their expressions were so stiff and numb, and they did not look like living people at all.

Could it be that these so-called passengers are all ghosts? When Zhang Fan thought of this, he was suddenly terrified, hurriedly retracted his head, and swallowed his saliva with a dry mouth.

But when he retracted his gaze, he inadvertently saw a strange smile on the faces of the white-haired old woman and the little chubby child.

Damn, they're really ghosts! Suddenly, Zhang Fan's heart shook wildly and reacted. Fortunately, I was vigilant just now, otherwise under the rhetoric of these powerful ghosts, I would really go out and be killed by unknown strange forces.

Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva again, and his brain spun rapidly. If most of the passengers in car 9 are ghosts, it will be difficult for you to walk to the door smoothly and go to car 8, not to mention the law of killing people who will die if you leave your seat.

Zhang Fan felt that his current situation was very dangerous, if he couldn't get out of his seat, he would not be able to go to the No. 8 station, and he couldn't go to the No. 8 car, and there was only a dead end waiting for him.

Zhang Fan was sweating profusely, not knowing what to do. At this time, the door of the No. 9 carriage, which was originally closed, was opened from the outside, and the female attendant who was pushing the food cart before walked in again.

She still had a small cart full of food in her hand and walked slowly from the front. She walked all the way, and the passengers around her still didn't mean to come forward to buy.

Soon, the female flight attendant came to Zhang Fan's side again.

"Hee-hee!" When the little chubby boy saw the female flight attendant walking back, he suddenly let out a strange laugh, which made people feel very beaten when they heard it.

"Sir, buy a bottle of water!" The female flight attendant walked up to Zhang Fan and paused. Her face was covered by jet-black and dense hair, and she couldn't see her clearly, and the voice came through her hair, and she looked at Zhang Fan quietly, wanting him to buy a bottle of water.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any money in my hand....." Zhang Fan smiled bitterly and rejected the other party's kindness.

He is not from this world, and he has no money in his hands, so even if he wants to buy some food, he can't do it.

"It's okay, this bottle of water is for you, thank you for helping me just now!" The female flight attendant picked up a bottle of turquoise soda from the trolley and handed it to Zhang Fan.

This bottle of turquoise soda was very cold to the touch, and it was bubbling with a chill of the evil sect, Zhang Fan just reached out to take it, and his frozen palm trembled.

"Thank you!" Zhang Fan thanked the female flight attendant and put the soda aside. Seeing Zhang Fan accept the soda, the female flight attendant nodded silently, didn't say more, and slowly walked towards the front.

It's just that this time she didn't choose to leave the No. 9 car, but came to the front row of dead seats, dragged the dead people on it down, and sat on it with a blank face.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan felt in his heart, this female flight attendant is really a ghost. Zhang Fan didn't drink the soda she gave, because he was afraid that there would be something strange in it.

Zhang Fan thought about it for a while, and planned to give the soda in his hand to the little fat boy. Since the little fat boy is also a ghost, presumably even if the soda is poisonous, he will be poisoned first.

Zhang Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and was about to hand the soda to the little fat boy. But..... In the next second, Zhang Fan felt a little bulge under the plastic skin of the soda, as if something was stuffed.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly put the soda back, pretended to bend down to untie his shoes, and quietly tore the plastic skin of the soda, and found that there was a small white note stuffed inside.

Zhang Fan took advantage of the fact that the white-haired old woman and the little chubby mother and son did not pay attention to him, so he hurriedly opened the note and looked at it.

The note opened, revealing a small line of small print written on it. [The lights go out, get out of your seat, and be safe!]

The lights come on, get out of your seat, and you're sure to die! This passage is very concise, but it is very informative, in a sense, it is to help Zhang Fan leave the No. 9 car.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's heart beat wildly, but then he couldn't understand why the female flight attendant chose to help him leave.

Isn't she also a ghost? But why did this terrible ghost choose to help himself, a living man? Zhang Fan was confused, and he couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it.

Did you like me? Look at my good eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and I am a talent, so even this female ghost likes me.

Zhang Fan suddenly thought of the curse contained in the clown's red balloon. Generally, unconceived women or female ghosts seem to have a more than 90% probability of liking him.

Maybe it's really because of this reason that this female ghost also inadvertently fell in love with him? Just when Zhang Fan was pondering like this, he suddenly felt that someone was touching him.

Thinking that he was discovered by the white-haired old woman, Zhang Fan immediately sat upright, hurriedly looked up, and saw that the little fat boy was kicking himself with his foot.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had been discovered. If he was discovered, he would not be able to escape under the siege of so many powerful ghosts.

Zhang Fan didn't fully believe in the female flight attendant's method, he needed to find someone to test it. This law of killing people who leave their seats and must die, I just don't know if it is equally effective for these evil ghosts?

Because of these ghosts, since he came in, he has been honestly staying in his seat and has not moved.

The exception, of course, was the female flight attendant.

"Well done, kid, you're doing the right thing!" Zhang Fan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of a solution.

"Uncle will reward you with a soda to drink!" Zhang Fan smiled and threw the soda in his hand to the little fat boy, and told him that what he did was right and right.

The little fat boy took the soda, and didn't say anything polite to Zhang Fan, just unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it in a big gulp.

After drinking most of the bottle, he burped contentedly, and then poured the remaining half bottle of soda in his hand directly on the ground.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth showed a smile of successful conspiracy.

"Kid, do you want to play with others more in the future?! People like you like this because you are so polite! Zhang Fan's mind moved, and he took out a large number of snacks from the system backpack, intending to let him eat enough.

The little chubby child's mother saw that Zhang Fan was so good to her son, and she smiled happily and looked very proud.

Because, in her opinion, the reason why Zhang Fan did this should be that he was frightened by the momentum she had just shown, so he came to give his son snacks almost flatteringly.

Where has the little chubby boy seen so many snacks, he is like a crazy vicious dog, howling and calling, and snatching Zhang Fan's snacks directly.

He devoured and feasted, his eyes shining with a dark green light, like a reincarnated starving ghost, hungry and thirsty.

"Mother-in-law, I also have an apple here, you can also take a bite!" With a smile on his face, Zhang Fan put a bright apple in the hands of the white-haired old woman.

The white-haired old woman glanced at the apple in her hand, a little surprised, and didn't understand why Zhang Fan would give her such an apple.

But just when she was surprised, the little fat boy who was desperately eating delicious snacks on the side also saw the apple in the white-haired old woman's hand, and the next second, he jumped up from the seat regardless of it, and threw the snack in his hand at the white-haired old woman.

With a loud noise, the white-haired old woman was full of snacks, not only that, but even the cigarette in the white-haired old woman's hand was knocked off, and the smoke was extinguished on the spot.

"Hee-hee, give me the apple! Hurry up! You're an old immortal! The corners of the little chubby boy's mouth showed a sinister smile, and his eyes welled up with viciousness.

"Little chop! Are you looking for death? Looking at the extinguished cigarette that fell to the ground, the white-haired old woman was extremely angry, crushed the apple in her hand, and gritted her teeth with cold killing intent.

"Hee-hee, you deserve it, who told you not to give me the apple! The old immortal ....." The little fat boy sneered again and again, and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the white-haired old woman's face.

"Die!!" At this moment, the white-haired old woman couldn't bear it anymore, the blue tendons on her forehead bulged, she stood up suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed the little fat boy's arm, slammed him out of his seat, and threw him in the aisle corridor.

Don't look at the old woman who is skinny, but in fact, there is unimaginable strength hidden in her body.

When the little fat boy was thrown down the aisle, he was so frightened that he cried and began to roll on the ground.

"You old king and eight calves, you dare to beat my son? I'll kill you!! When the little chubby child's mother saw her son being beaten, her facial features instantly became hideous, and she screamed strangely, and threw herself at the white-haired old woman, and soon the two were fighting together.

Zhang Fan sat next to him, expressionless, but in his heart, he couldn't stop snickering. Let's fight, the harder the fight, the better, so that he can take this opportunity to leave.

With this hand just now, Zhang Fan couldn't be said to be vicious, and just a little trick made the two powerful ghosts fight.

Zhang Fan looked at the little fat boy who was thrown on the ground and cried, as if he was observing something.

He wanted to see if the ghost would be killed or what would happen when he left his seat. Just when Zhang Fan was thinking like this, the little fat boy seemed to notice something frightened, hurriedly stood up, and instantly jumped to the seat on the side, holding his breath, and no longer had the arrogant and domineering appearance before.

At the same time, the door of the No. 9 carriage, which had been closed, creaked open, and from the outside walked in an old woman in a white uniform with a vicissitudes of life, this old woman looked about fifty or sixty years old, her face was covered with deep wrinkles, and she looked down the aisle corridor to see if anyone had left her seat without obeying.

But she looked at it for a while, and saw that there was really no one in the hallway, so she nodded with satisfaction and turned to leave.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's heart moved slightly, and he understood a little. It turned out that when the ghost left his seat, he would not be killed, but would attract the old woman.

This old woman looked at her dress, as if she was the so-called purser.