Ding Xiaojie trembled all over, and felt that the inside of the carriage suddenly became quiet. Ding Xiaojie looked around.
Everyone in the carriage stopped talking and looked at Ding Xiaojie.
Everyone still kept their expression when they spoke, the frozen expression, and the gloomy eyes, which made Ding Xiaojie collapse directly.
Regardless of the shaking of the car, Ding Xiaojie yelled and ran towards the car door in a stumbling manner, beating and pulling with both hands.
"Do you want to get out of the car?" The driver said suddenly.
Ding Xiaojie was startled, turned and leaned against the car door, trembling.
The driver looked at Ding Xiaojie, not looking at the road ahead at all.
"Do you want to get out of the car?" The driver repeated, and then slowly stopped the car, but the door did not open.
Ding Xiaojie was about to nod his head when he suddenly felt a shock in his back and a loud knock on the door.
Ding Xiaojie looked back and saw countless expressionless people gathered around the car, beating non-stop. Many people's bodies were broken, and there seemed to be a stench lingering at the tip of their noses.
Ding Xiaojie only felt his thighs heat up, and he sat down slowly.
I let go of the bronze mirror, and stopped paying attention to the world in the bronze mirror, with a sneer on the corner of my mouth.
After a while, I whispered to myself: "Ding Xiaojie, now you have material for horror novels."
With a grateful heart, I invited editors Li and Zhou to have a meal, and I was also planning to pack up and head home.
After experiencing these three things, I faintly felt the bottleneck loosen, but for some reason, it always seemed that something was missing.
As for the difference, I can't tell.
I made a phone call to my family, and I thought of the illusion set up for Ding Xiaojie, and I didn't choose a more convenient means of transportation.
Instead, I went to buy a long-distance train ticket. As for the car, it is gone now, and the express train has become the most time-consuming means of transportation.
This is a dark green general express train, the exterior is very clean, and the interior is not stained, it looks very tidy.
But, I don't know why, but I have a little regret in my heart.
I can't help laughing at myself, do I also want to encounter the situation that Ding Xiaojie encountered? It seems that I still feel a little regretful that I didn't get promoted to the ghost king in time.
When I found my place, I found that I was the last person to come, and next to me was a young girl who didn't look pretty, but she was full of youthfulness.
On the opposite side is a man and a woman. With just one glance, I can tell that these two people are not together.
Sitting by the window was also a young girl, wearing very old-fashioned old clothes, already washed a little pale, her skin was slightly dark, with a shy blush on her face.
And next to him was a thin middle-aged man with eyes and holding a newspaper in his hand. Although he pretended to be reading a newspaper, his eyes glanced at the two girls from time to time.
I sat in my seat, didn't speak, just closed my eyes and meditated.
However, in just ten minutes, I opened my eyes, because I felt that there was always a pair of eyes looking at me.
And when I opened my eyes, I saw the girl on the opposite side trembled all over, lowered her head shyly, stretched out her hand on the table, and held a note in her hand.
I was slightly taken aback, I have a very clear understanding of my appearance, it is impossible to encounter such a bloody thing.
Sure enough, the girl next to me reached out and took the note. It turned out that the two girls were together.
The girl next to me opened the note and looked at it, then smiled and said to me: "Hello, can we change places?"
I nodded. The two girls are together, so I naturally hope to sit together. I am not surprised by this.
"Thank you," the girl next to him thanked very politely.
I smiled slightly and stood in the aisle, while the girl opposite also stood up, ready to come out.
But the middle-aged man who was reading the newspaper just now fell asleep lying on the table at some point.
The girl opposite couldn't get out, and stood there shyly, a little at a loss.
The girl next to me seemed much more generous, and gently pushed the middle-aged man's arm to wake him up.
Soon, the seat was changed, and I sat by the window.
The two girls sat together, looking very happy.
The generous girl glanced at the middle-aged man who fell asleep again, then stretched out her hand to me and said, "My name is Jia Ling, and her name is Liu Meng. Thank you."
I glanced at Jia Ling's hand, but instead of reaching out, I smiled and nodded.
Jia Ling shrugged and withdrew her hand.
I ignored the two girls, but looked out the car window.
But I couldn't help laughing in my heart, it seems that my journey will not be lonely anymore.
The two girls sat together, but they didn't seem noisy, but very quiet, because Liu Meng didn't seem to be able to speak, and Jia Ling kept using pens to communicate in order to take care of Liu Mengmeng.
Compared to other seats, ours is the quietest.
As the train kept moving, night fell slowly.
The middle-aged man can sleep very well, so far he has no intention of waking up, and Jia Ling also fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair, with a trace of saliva still hanging from the corner of her mouth.
Liu Meng gently wiped the saliva from the corner of Jia Ling's mouth, then turned to look at me: "Are you here to catch me?"
Liu Meng's voice was very soft, with her unique shyness.
I was slightly taken aback, and didn't answer, but asked: "You will do yourself a lot of harm if you come out like this during the day."
Liu Meng seemed to be taken aback by my words. After a while, she smiled and said, "Lingling is very careless. Without my care, she can't even comb her hair."
Liu Meng looked at Jia Ling dotingly, feeling like an elder looking at a younger generation.
"Are you her elder?" I asked curiously.
Liu Meng blushed even more, and hurriedly waved her hands: "No, no, we are friends."
I nodded. I was very surprised how they got along with friends. No matter how you look at it, it should be the generous Jia Ling who took care of Liu Meng. However, I don't have any girlfriends, so I don't understand how women get along.
I skipped this question directly and said, "But you are dead, how long can you take care of her?"
Indeed, as soon as I got in the car, I could tell that Liu Meng was not a human, but a ghost. The blush on her face was not all shyness, but more the scars left by the sun.
Liu Meng is not considered a very powerful ghost, and most of them are around the third rank. If they stay in the sun for a few more days, they will probably lose their wits. In fact, if it weren't for the cloudy days these days, Liu Meng probably couldn't stand it long ago.
Liu Meng's expression darkened for a moment, and she said with a wry smile, "It's about as long as I can take care of her. Lingling went back to her hometown for a blind date. If I can see her get married, I will be satisfied."
I didn't answer, and the expression on my face became a little strange. The relationship between Liu Meng and Jia Ling made me feel a little awkward, and it seemed to go beyond friendship.