A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 460: New train driving game

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The little train has not changed in any way, and it still shuttles through the forest.

As I turned the corner, I took a look out of the corner of my eye.

What was placed on my shoulder was indeed a child's hand, and I also saw that the child behind me was wearing a black skirt.

I subconsciously looked at the ninth child, but was surprised to find that the ninth child was still standing there without moving.

I frowned, and now my mind was full of doubts.

Although it was just a glance from the corner of my eye, I saw that the tenth child behind me was dressed exactly like the ninth girl.

Even the lace on the shoulders is the same.

How could there be two identical ghosts.

I was thinking about things in my heart, and my pace couldn't help but slow down.

I didn't notice that the little train turned a sharp turn around the tree.

My hand left the shoulder of the eighth boy in an instant.

This time, instead of moving on, the little train stopped.

All the kids looked at me. The expression on his face seemed to freeze the moment the little train stopped.

The bright smile, looking at me unchangingly, made me feel chills in my heart.

"He can't play." The eighth child said, "I don't want to play with him."

The child's voice still has a childish tone, but there is no ups and downs in pitch, which sounds creepy.

The other children didn't speak, but kept their expressions and looked at me motionless.

I was secretly paying attention to the weird girl who appeared behind me.

I found out again that she was the same as the ninth girl.

The head of the tenth girl behind me was also lowered, making it impossible to see her face.

"Can I come and play?"

Beside me, a voice suddenly remembered, which startled me.

I turned my head and saw that the ninth girl appeared by my side at some point.

The head is still down.

"I don't want you to participate."

"You don't want to participate."

"Go away."

The ninth child's proposal was unanimously opposed by the other children.

It seems that this kind of thing is not the first time, the ninth child is still silent. No more talking.

"Woo, the little train is starting." The leading boy said something, and then continued to imitate the roar of the train.

The little train moved forward again, I thought about it, and followed quickly again.

Put your hands on the eighth child's shoulders.

Just as my hand was about to rest on the shoulder of the eighth child.

The eighth child suddenly turned his head, and a terrifying change appeared on his delicate face.

The eyes seemed to be torn up and down by someone, black blood flowed from the corners of the eyes on both sides, and the whole face turned livid.

I couldn't help but stop.

Seeing that I didn't go to participate in the game again, the eighth child changed back to his original appearance and turned around.

The little train began to circle, and the children laughed like silver bells.

I stood alone with the ninth child.

It's not just the two of us, I feel the hand on my shoulder, this time, it doesn't leave.

I took a deep breath and tentatively said, "Let's play a game of eagle and chicken, shall we?"

The ninth child was still looking down, but I had the absurd feeling that she was looking at me.

After waiting for a while and getting no answer, I had to say it again.

The ninth child shook his head slowly.

I don't like it, it seems that these kids can only drive trains, but I don't know if it's obsession or something else.

"Well, let's drive the train too, which one of you will be the leader."

As soon as I finished speaking, the ninth child pointed straight at me.

One behind is scary enough, but two more.

I forced a smile and said: "It's fun to be a locomotive. Look, you can make a sound when you are a locomotive. Where are you going..."

I didn't finish my sentence, so I closed my mouth.

Because the ninth child's hand has never changed, just pointing at me like that.

My heart skipped a beat, I took two steps, then turned my head and said, "Okay, I'll take the lead, but my train is fast."

The ninth child nodded, and it seemed that the tenth child behind me was also nodding. I could feel her hand move a few times.

"Oh, please get in the car."

Following my voice, the ninth child slowly walked to the back, but not behind the tenth child.

Instead, he stood on the side, silently facing the tenth child.

Soon, I felt the tenth child let go of my shoulders, and then the ninth child came in behind me.

I couldn't help being speechless, the ninth child was bullied by other children, and then the tenth child was bullied.

What about the tenth child, bullying me

I couldn't help shivering, not only because of my own thoughts, but also because the ninth child had put her cold hand on my shoulder.

I imitated the sound of the train and started to move forward.

After walking around, I stopped by a big tree: "The watermelon station is here, please get off or get on the bus."

I felt a little hand on my shoulder, and then I thought, it seems that they didn't make such a move when they were playing.

I had no choice but to point to a tree in the distance and said, "The next stop is Banana Station. Passengers who need to get on the train, please wait there."

The child behind seemed to understand, and the ninth child didn't move his hand.

But in the trees in the distance, a girl in a black skirt with her head bowed suddenly appeared, facing us.

It was the tenth child who passed.

"Woo, boom, boom." I made a sound again, circled around, and walked towards the place designated as the banana station.

Soon, when I arrived at the location, I stopped again and said, "The banana station is here, the next stop is the apple station."

Then, I pointed to another big tree.

I felt that the ninth girl let go and appeared at the Apple Station, and the tenth child took the place of the ninth child.

It can be seen that they like this kind of game very much.

I don't know if it's sympathy, or my childish side is exposed.

I actually started playing. Although I was still alert, I no longer looked at these children with the hostile attitude I had at the beginning.

Perhaps this improved version of the train game is more fun. Or maybe it was a change in my mindset.

More and more children gave up the original train and joined my game.

For these children, I do not refuse, but there is only one request, that is, to accept the ninth and twelfth girls in black.

Although everyone is somewhat reluctant.

But including the eighth child, they still had a cold face and nodded in agreement.

When the game continued, I cast my suspicious eyes on the leading child.

He's the only one not included in the new game.

The smile on his face was still bright, and he walked through the forest alone in front of the locomotive, as if he didn't care whether he was accompanied or not.

This abnormal behavior made me feel that maybe he is the source of everything.