A dull and unsettling atmosphere creeps through every corner of the room.

Although there had been grievances before, at this moment, as the sky became darker and darker, the people staying in the post station did not clash anymore and were wary of each other.

After what happened not long ago, the passengers on the bus are basically divided into two camps, one team is the nine passengers who escaped from the bus before, plus the fat man Quan Yueshan, and the other team is Ning Qiushui.

The rain outside the window kept falling, and Ning Qiushui sat by the window and watched for a long time, his expression flashing a strange look.

Before he knew it, there was a sound of footsteps beside him.

Ning Qiushui tilted his head and saw a familiar face.

It's Shi Weimeng.

He took water and snacks and sat down beside Ning Qiushui, and handed some to Ning Qiushui.

"You don't seem to be worried at all."

Shi Weimeng said casually.

Ning Qiushui unscrewed the mineral water bottle and poured a few sips with his head up.

"It's all turned out like this, what's there to worry about?"

"Can you stop worrying about the rain outside?"

Shi Weimeng also took a sip of juice.

"Then what are you looking at, so seriously."

"You're not distracted, you're 'observing', I've been paying attention to you for a long time."

Ning Qiushui was dumbfounded when he heard this, he looked at Shi Mengwei and couldn't help but smile.

"There are so many people in the room, what are you staring at me?"

Shi Mengwei retaliated with a tooth for a tooth:

"It's not you, it's everyone staring into the room."

Ning Qiushui sneered and shook his head.

"If I tell you what I'm 'observing', will you tell me the truth why you're on the bus and where you're going to go?"

Shi Mengwei smiled slightly when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to Ning Qiushui.

"Sincerity for sincerity, don't play false."

"Then you say it first, let me see your sincerity."

Shi Weimeng and Ning Qiushui looked at each other for a moment, then looked around again, and said in a low voice:

"We're going to the 'end' of the road."

Ning Qiushui said without raising his head:

"Sanhai Town?"

Shi Weimeng hesitated for a moment.

"I'm not sure, if Sanhai Town is the 'end' of this road, then we should be going to that place."

Ning Qiushui pondered the other party's words and had an idea in his heart.

If the other party didn't lie, then the task they got about the Blood Gate was to go to the "end" of the Mirage Road, not Sanhai Town.

If Shi Weimeng was not a master of lying, then he couldn't hide Ning Qiushui's eyes.

"It's your turn, tell me, you've been observing the rain outside, what are you looking at?"

Ning Qiushui replied:

"I'm counting."

"How many heads?"

"Hmm."

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and Shi Weimeng said seriously:

"Brother, you're a little bored......"

"You don't believe me?"

"How can I believe you, you said you were counting heads, okay, tell me, how many have you counted?"

“117。”

"Counted for more than an hour, and you counted 117? Do you want to coax me like a child? ”

Shi Weimeng didn't want to continue communicating with Ning Qiushui, he felt that it would be a waste of his time and energy to continue talking.

Just as he got up and was about to leave, Ning Qiu's quiet voice sounded again, retaining him:

"It's not 117, it's only 117."

Shi Weimeng turned his head with suspicion on his face:

"What are you talking about?"

Ning Qiushui:

"I'll tell you that there are only 117 people out there."

The expression on Shi Weimeng's face changed slightly, and he remembered that his companion Zhu Sujie in the house had told him just now that in the rain of people outside, there were duplicate faces on the heads of the people falling.

He sat back down, his eyes twinkling.

"You're saying that in the rain of people outside, there are a lot of 'repeated' heads, right?"

Ning Qiushui nodded.

"Hmm."

"I've been checking for a long time, but I haven't seen the 118th face."

"There should only be 117."

117。

Does this number have any special significance?

Ning Qiushui didn't understand, and Shi Weimeng didn't understand either.

He returned to the two women with a deep sense of doubt, communicating something with them.

The sky grew darker.

When night came, the terrible rain of people during the day disappeared at some point.

The heavy clouds in the sky outside dissipated, and a bright moon filled the sky.

The cold moonlight sprinkled through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the stars were painted on the ground.

"The rain has stopped......"

The old man, who had not spoken, slowly spit out three words, and as in the car before, her face was expressionless, like a machine that regularly broadcasts the weather.

Everyone stood up and looked out the window, not only did the rain stop, but the blood and mud that had been piled up on the ground before had also disappeared......

There was an unexpectedly clean kind of empty wilderness outside.

"Grass...... Those before, those ......"

Several strangers standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were speechless and looked out in shock.

What is happening outside is beyond their comprehension.

The rain has stopped, does that mean ...... Safe outside?

While everyone's attention was drawn to the scene outside the window, there was a knock on the door behind them.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

The voice sounded polite.

"Hello, is there anyone inside, if there is no one, I'll come in?"

The moment this voice appeared, the muscles of the people in the room tensed!

They looked at each other, and they all closed their mouths in good interest, without making the slightest sound.

Everyone stared at the door on the second floor, at the pale, closed door, and they had a feeling that their hairs stood on end.

Is there any living person in this station besides them?

...... standing outside the door What is it?

After a moment of silence outside, the knock on the door rang again:

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

"Hello, is there anyone inside, if there is no one, I'll come in?"

It's almost the same as before, the only difference is that it was a woman who spoke before, but now it'...... It's a man.

On the second floor of the inn room, there was still silence, and no one spoke.

They were bewildered by what was in front of them.

Everyone was nervous and at a loss.

As the minutes ticked by, many uneasy eyes condensed on the closed door.

Really......

After a short wait—

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

"Hello, is there anyone inside, if there is no one, I'll come in?"

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pS: The first watch, there are two more shifts in the evening.