"You are all men, why are you so precious? I don't believe your feet don't stink." The fat man whistled disapprovingly, and even scratched his toes with his hands, seeming to be in a good mood.
"Forget it, I'm going to get some fresh air." I reluctantly slammed the door and walked around the carriage. Because it was almost dinner time, most of the room doors were open.
There was a loud noise, which sounded like joking, mixed with some pornographic jokes, which aroused the disgusted side glances of many people. I looked along the sound and found that it was only three rooms away from us.
A few capable and strong young men.
They were wearing clothes similar to military uniforms. Judging from their age and temperament, they seemed to be recruits returning home on family leave. They were probably in a very high mood, laughing and playing to pass the time. In addition, they had loud voices, which immediately spread throughout the carriage.
The person next door knocked on the wall three times. Only then did those people realize their rudeness and softened their tone a little.
I continued to walk forward and saw a gloomy-looking man sitting in the car in the room at the end of the corridor. His eyes were blankly looking at the table in front of him, and he was mumbling something. He didn't know what he was talking about. It looked like
It's a bit creepy.
His eye sockets were obviously darkened and somewhat sunken, while the cheekbones on his face were unusually high, giving people the illusion that they were about to break through his face.
His complexion was green and white, and the outline of his bones under the skin was very clear. He looked like a drug addict who hadn't slept for many days. Coupled with his dull eyes, if his hands were not shaking naturally, I would have thought that
It was a cold corpse.
It seemed that I had been staring at him for too long and actually caught his attention. The man slowly raised his head, looked at me with his sunken eyes, and said softly as if he was sleepwalking.
He said: "Is something wrong?"
I felt cold sweat breaking out all over my body, my heartbeat was racing, and my muscles were tense. It felt like being stared at by a hungry wolf with fierce eyes in the forest next to my hometown at night. It didn't pounce on me immediately, but
He was pacing back and forth more than ten meters in front of me, squinting his eyes and locking his eyes on me.
"Excuse me, is something wrong?"
I suddenly came back to my senses, shook my head quickly like a rattle, saying that I was sorry for admitting the wrong person, and then without looking back, I returned to my room as if I was running away, and closed the door with a bang.
"What are you doing? Did you see a ghost?" The fat man looked at my exaggerated movements, my ups and downs, and my shortness of breath in confusion, and asked strangely, "Even if you really see a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of."
"I can't explain clearly. The man at the end of the corridor gives people a very uncomfortable feeling. I don't notice any evil aura, but just looking at him makes people feel numb."
"You are probably too tired from dealing with Yingling in the past few days. Take a good rest now. We will be in Yunnan in three days. Save some energy for a big fight then."
I nodded, thinking that I might be a little suspicious, so I leaned against the car window and fell asleep unconsciously.
"Ah!! People are dead!!!"
When I was awakened by screams again, it was already dark outside the window. I looked at my phone and saw that it was only early nine in the evening.
The fat man heard the noise and ran out to see what was going on. I had a weird premonition, so I followed him and found that there were already many people watching the fun standing outside. Even Lin Yue poked his head out curiously, but it was probably
I heard there was a dead person, so I didn't dare to leave the room completely to see.
I looked up and saw a corpse lying on the ground in the room at the end of the carriage. His face was so familiar, it was the strange man who scared me away before.
Next to him was the flight attendant who was frightened during the ward rounds and collapsed on the ground. She was the one who made the scream just now.
Is that man dead? A feeling of unreality suddenly arose in my heart. I squeezed into the front row, lowered my body, and bravely looked at the man's body. Suddenly I felt a chill on my back. I almost wet my pants in fear. Finally, I understood why the flight attendant
The reaction was so great.
His pair of deep-set eyes have now completely sunk into his skull. The two sunken eye sockets look like distant and deep black holes, as if they are trying to suck in the human soul.
And his skin was exaggeratedly pale, even slightly transparent, reflecting the cheekbones and empty blood vessels under the skin. The entire face was like a thin layer of glutinous rice paper, which was crudely attached to the skull, making it look like
It's almost like a skeleton with skin on it.
It is worth noting that there are three holes in his Tianling Cap, which are only about the size of a fingernail. If you are not so close, it will be difficult to find them.
There are traces of dried blood at the entrance of the hole, but the amount is very small, as if the entire body has been completely hollowed out, and except for a layer of skin and bones, all blood, bone marrow, and brain matter have been completely drained away.
The strange thing is that there are no crime tools at the death scene, and there is not even a drop of blood. Everything around it is so normal, it is as if someone is playing a prank and quietly throwing a dead body here.
Seeing such traces, I suddenly realized something in my heart, and at this moment, the fat man also pulled my arm.
We looked at each other, nodded, then returned to the room silently, closed the door, and then I said:
"This must not be an ordinary murder. There should be an evil spirit at work, bit by bit, slowly sucking all the blood from this man's body."
The fat man nodded and agreed: "And from the looks of it, it doesn't seem like he was sucked dry all at once. Look at the man's expression. There is no pain at all. Instead, he has a dull look on his face, as if he is possessed by an evil spirit.
My body is completely drained of essence and blood little by little every day."
I asked in confusion: "The strange thing is that when I looked at him before, I didn't feel the presence of the evil spirit at all. If it was really a spirit that possessed him and slowly sucked him dry, I should have sensed it no matter how slow I was.
Come out."
"Maybe there is some ingenious hiding method. After all, anyone who dares to come to the train to kill people must be an evil spirit with some skills and will not be easily discovered."
The two of us discussed it. Although the evil spirit should not be bold enough to come and directly provoke us Yin-Yang gentlemen, to be on the safe side, we still put up charms to ward off evil spirits in both rooms, unless it is confident that it will be able to do so all at once.
Kill us instantly, otherwise even evil spirits should be afraid and avoid causing trouble.