It was already five o'clock in the morning, and as the first bus departed, the number of people at the coach station gradually increased.
The scuffle between Editor Zhou and Ding Xiaojie naturally aroused people's attention and the intervention of the staff.
When I arrived, I saw Editor Zhou and Ding Xiaojie being taken to a small room by the security at the same time for questioning.
My heart moved, I didn't want to rush over, but reached out to touch the bronze mirror in my arms, communicated with Chen Xing for a while, and then walked to the door with a wicked smile.
It was just a simple scuffle. After a simple criticism and education, Editor Zhou opened the door and walked out. When he went out, he nodded secretly to me.
I understand that he is confirming Ding Xiaojie's identity to me, but there is no need to confirm to me at all, because I have already seen Ding Xiaojie right behind Editor Zhou.
Ding Xiaojie had a little bruise on his face, and looked at Editor Zhou with some indignation.
I lowered my head slightly, but Ding Xiaojie's attention was obviously on Editor Zhou, and he didn't pay attention to the people around him at all.
It wasn't until Editor Li came over to join Editor Zhou that Ding Xiaojie left angrily with a hint of depression.
I gestured to Editor Li, and then slowly followed behind Ding Xiaojie.
Ding Xiaojie didn't look back, but walked quickly with a purpose. It seemed that he should have booked the bus ticket. I couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in my heart. If it was later, it was very likely that Ding Xiaojie would have escaped.
Just when Ding Xiaojie was about to walk to the ticket gate, I mingled in the crowd, quietly took out the bronze mirror, and looked at Ding Xiaojie.
"Ding Xiaojie." I called out in a low voice, and Ding Xiaojie subconsciously turned his head to look at me, but happened to see the bronze mirror.
The light in Ding Xiaojie's eyes dimmed instantly, and then he fell backwards.
The person who walked to the back was startled, and subconsciously supported Ding Xiaojie who was limp on his body, and then let Ding Xiaojie go as if he was electrocuted, and began to shout loudly.
Ding Xiaojie fell heavily to the ground without moving, and the scene was in chaos.
I quietly put away the bronze mirror, Ding Xiaojie likes ghost stories, so let him experience it.
Maybe, he can write more exciting ghost stories in the future, but I hope there will be futures for him.
mirror world...
Ding Xiaojie heard someone calling him, and turned his head subconsciously, but only saw a dense crowd of passengers, not a single acquaintance.
Ding Xiaojie touched the pain on his face, cursed inwardly, and passed through the ticket gate.
Ding Xiaojie is going back to his hometown this time. Although he doesn't know what happened to the bronze mirror, out of fear of ghosts, Ding Xiaojie still plans to leave the city where he has lived for several years.
To be honest, the loss of the bronze mirror made Ding Xiaojie's heart ache until now. If there is a chance, he must find the bronze mirror and torture the person who stole his bronze mirror to death.
Ding Xiaojie's depression didn't end there. Generally speaking, long-distance buses are in good condition due to the distance.
But when Ding Xiaojie followed the ticket and found the car bound for his hometown, he was stunned.
What kind of car is this? It looks like an old man in his dying years. There are spots of rust in many places, and one of the rearview mirrors is missing. Ding Xiaojie can even hear the ear-piercing friction sound when the window opens.
The car was just picked out of the trash before it was even cleaned.
Ding Xiaojie hesitated for a moment, but he still had to bite the bullet and boarded the car. After looking it over, it was still a sleeper car.
The expressionless driver was already sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at Ding Xiaojie and said, "I'll just wait for you."
After finishing speaking, the car door slowly closed with a strange sound of "squeak, squeak". At this moment, Ding Xiaojie wanted to turn around and get out of the car.
However, the driver didn't give him a chance, the car started quickly, and after a violent shaking, it started slowly.
Ding Xiaojie lost his footing and almost fell, so he hurriedly supported the bed railing on one side.
Ding Xiaojie couldn't help but wanted to curse, but the passenger on the upper berth turned his head to look at him.
His blue eyes were sunken, without a trace of expression, and a few strands of white hair were stuck on his head indiscriminately, and there seemed to be small black bugs crawling in his hair.
"Ah..." Ding Xiaojie exclaimed, backed up again and again, just as the car shook at the same time.
Ding Xiaojie sat down on the lower bunk opposite.
Feeling that he was sitting on someone else's body, Ding Xiaojie stood up hastily, turned around and was about to apologize, but the person on the lower bunk didn't respond in the slightest, and seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.
Ding Xiaojie was a little surprised, he was sitting on a big man, but he still didn't wake up, how sleepy he was.
However, no one else woke up, and Ding Xiaojie didn't want to make trouble out of the festival. Instead, he looked at the ticket and walked to his place.
Ding Xiaojie's sleeper berth was the lower one, which Ding Xiaojie was very satisfied with, but when Ding Xiaojie walked to his seat, he almost didn't spit it out.
On the position, a quilt was placed randomly, as if it had just been used by someone.
And the quilt has been used for an unknown amount of time. It should have been a white quilt, but it has turned yellow. The most important thing is that there are clusters of disgusting yellow stains all over it.
Ding Xiaojie really didn't dare to use it, and looked around the car, the car going to his hometown was always relatively empty, but this car was full, without a single vacant seat.
After more than 20 hours of driving, Ding Xiaojie had no choice but to stand there all the time. After thinking for a while, Ding Xiaojie pushed the quilt aside with the suitcase in disgust.
Fortunately, the bottom is still quite clean, at least it still looks white, and there are no stains.
But after seeing the scene just now, Ding Xiaojie didn't dare to lie down, but sat on the bunk directly after putting the box away.
Only then did Ding Xiaojie have time to look at his neighbor.
Ding Xiaojie, who was on the upper bunk, didn't care, and mainly looked at the person opposite.
On the upper bunk opposite is an old man, wearing a black double-breasted gown, black trousers, and black cloth shoes on his feet. This made Ding Xiaojie involuntarily think of the shrouds that often appear in his works.
With a bit of apprehension, Ding Xiaojie looked at the old man's appearance, and felt a little relaxed. Although the clothes looked a little weird, but his appearance was very rich, with a round face and a smile, like a foreigner. look.
The most important thing is that the old man's face is still flushed like a child's, and he can be seen as a blessed person at a glance.
On the lower bunk opposite was a young woman, facing the window, sleeping sideways, so that Ding Xiaojie couldn't see her face, but her long black hair and exquisite curves still made Ding Xiaojie a little excited.
As the vehicle moved forward, the unhappiness just now was slowly disappearing in Ding Xiaojie's mind.
The only thing that made Ding Xiaojie a little depressed was that, for some reason, no one in the car spoke, making the whole car seem very quiet