Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 428: In the compartment

Ragged clothes, cotton-padded trousers, and the tramp's attire is neither fish nor fowl.

When I first entered the subway station earlier, I observed him specially. This homeless man was over fifty years old, and his intelligence seemed to be flawed. It was autumn, but he was wrapped in a smelly cotton jacket and wearing a pair of Cotton trousers full of patches.

At this time, he passed by me and spoke, his voice was a bit vicissitudes and hoarse, I immediately realized that I might have misread.

"Get on the train? Old man, not everyone can get on this train."

The tramp didn't answer, passed me by and got into the car.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?" Feng Minglong whispered next to me: "That fox seems to be looking at you."

I looked away from the homeless man and glanced at the blood fox. It was obviously afraid of the train, staring at me, and wanted to come in, but hesitated again.

Time lost its meaning at this moment, the clock on the wall stayed at eleven o'clock, and I didn't know how long it had passed, until the train behind me started again and the doors slowly closed.

"I can't drag it any longer." I took a step back, and before my feet landed, the blood fox blew its fur and rushed towards me. Obviously, it didn't want me to get in the car.

"Feng Minglong, you get in the car first, and I'll finish later."

I pushed Feng Minglong, and he said with a bitter face, "Are you sure you want to get on the train? I don't know where this train comes from. It stands to reason that the chief dispatcher has already left work, and our subway Most of the trains at the station are 4-car C-type light rail trains, which are completely different from the one in front of you..."

"Why so much nonsense? Why don't you get in the car and wait to die outside? Hurry up!" I noticed that the car door was closing, and my tone was hurried.

"Do you think it will get into the car with us?" What Feng Minglong said was exactly what I was most worried about. Die, jump off a high-speed moving train or die.

When I was hesitating, the train had already started. Feng Minglong took a look at me and got into the car like a slippery loach: "Mr. Lu, I'll take a step first!"

The car door closed slowly, and the blood fox grinned at me, as if threatening me not to do something stupid.

I concentrated on it and waited until the door was about to close and the speed began to increase: "Don't worry about it!"

Turning around, stepping on the ground, and jumping into the car, the whole set of movements was done in one go. When I got into the train and turned back, I saw the door close, and the blood fox kept screaming on the platform, desperately chasing the train.

"No matter how cunning a fox is, it can't beat a good anchor." I admired the manic expression of the blood fox. It followed the train like a **** shooting star. , it suddenly jumped out of my sight.

Boom!

There was a loud bang overhead, as if something had landed on top of the train.

I raised my head and looked at the roof of the car, and my face suddenly became ugly: "This live broadcast itself is extremely difficult, and now there is an additional variable, the blood fox, which is difficult to handle!"

The train has already moved, pulled out from the platform, and got into the dark tunnel.

It was dark outside the window, and I couldn't see anything, only the whistling wind kept pouring into my ears.

"The live broadcast mission of the underworld show can be viewed in two parts. The first step is to board the train before zero o'clock, and the second step is to leave the train alive." Now that I have completed the first step, the important thing is how to get on the train in this car Survive on the train: "If the terminal of the train is really hell, what should I do?"

I shuddered, took the Underworld Show mobile phone in my hand, lightly turned on the brooch switch, and then began to observe the surrounding environment.

This is an old-fashioned train, the interior is very clean, there is no debris on the ground, and there is no smell in the air.

I am standing at the place where the two carriages are connected, the bumps are staggered, and my body is constantly shaking with the train.

"Where did that beggar and Feng Minglong go?" The doors of both carriages were open, the north door had October 27 written on it, and the south door had October 28 written on it.

"Date?" It happened to be the 28th of October before midnight yesterday. The reason why I remember it so clearly is because the 28th of October in the Gregorian calendar this year is the ninth day of September in the lunar calendar, which is the Double Ninth Festival.

Speaking of which, I don't know anything about the lunar calendar. Thanks to the last live broadcast, He Bo once said that it was the sixth day of September, and the broadcast would start three days later. That's why I remembered that it was the ninth day of September before midnight.

"Ninety-nine Double Ninth Festival, heaven and earth are full of yang energy, does it have anything to do with this last train?"

I refused to let go of any clues, and stayed between the two cars of the train.

The lights were not turned on in the car, so I used my eyesight to walk to the door of the car where October 27 was written, and looked inside with my head.

It was very depressing. I could see all the rows of seats filled with people, but no one spoke. The only thing I saw was heads shaking with the shaking of the train.

I slowed down, tried not to make a sound, and slowly moved into this carriage.

Recalling the appearance of Feng Minglong and the beggar in my mind, I was walking in the middle of the aisle, and there was a deep chill coming from both sides, and my intuition told me not to turn my head and look around.

About three or four meters away, my palm was suddenly grabbed by something. It felt as if my fingers had been plunged into icy water, and it was so cold to the bone.

I suppressed the desire to turn my head and stopped where I was.

The force on the palm became stronger, and I felt that the other party was not malicious, so I let him drag me out of the October 27th car.

As soon as my body left the carriage, cold sweat broke out, as if I had just been fished out of the water, even my back was soaked.

"There has never been such a situation in any live broadcast before, and I don't even have the courage to take a look." After exiting that carriage, I felt the warmth of blood flow, twisted my neck, and quickly looked to my right hand .

At this time, a little girl was being grabbed there. She was wearing a shabby red princess dress, and her face was not as big as my palm.

"This girl feels so familiar." I squatted in front of her, took a closer look, and suddenly opened my eyes wide: "Xu Qin?! I saw you in the Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital! You are Wang Yu The girl Li Gui, why are you here?"

I was suddenly dumbfounded, I never expected to meet this little girl in the train on October 27th, and she seemed to have saved my life inadvertently just now.

Hearing my words, the girl quickly covered my mouth. Her hands were cold, as if an ice cube had been placed on my mouth.

"Can't talk?" I squatted on the ground and watched the girl's every move. He pointed to the car on October 28, then quickly left and ran back to the car on October 27.

"What a weird girl." I noticed that the girl's movements and demeanor had changed a lot compared to when she was in Qicun Maternal and Child Health Care Hospital.

"There was so much resentment before, and she looked so ferocious when she saw who killed who, how did she change her **** now?" I rubbed my lips. To be honest, the action of her pressing a finger on my lips just now made me Very different, "Can a ghost be so gentle?"

I didn't dare to enter the carriage at will. Looking at the number on the door, I vaguely understood something: "October 27th happened to be the day when Wang Yu was kidnapped by Lu Jin. The girl ghost should always be attached to Wang Yu. Ghosts are scary to other people, but to Lu Chen, the authentic Miaozhen celestial master, they are not too difficult to deal with. When I confronted them on the night of October 27th, I didn’t The girl's ghost was found to appear, indicating that it was at least 90% likely to have been killed by Lu Chen at that time."

"No, Taoists have many ways to deal with ghosts, such as sealing them and dispelling them. The most vicious one is Hunfeiposan."

"Lu Chen and the girl's realm are very different. According to his out-of-this-world personality, it is likely that he just dispelled the grievances on the girl and let her reincarnate..."

Thinking of this, my eyes were like lightning, and I looked at the October 20th carriage on the door: "Reincarnation, October 27th, carriage!"

Three points form a line, I already have a basic conjecture, but to verify this conjecture, more evidence is needed.

"This last train, I'm afraid it is really possible to go to the underworld." I looked at the dark aisle and turned to enter the October 28th carriage. It was the car on October 28th. "

Stepping into the carriage one step at a time, the scene in front of me took my breath away. There were rows of seats in the endless carriage, and in each seat was a "person" with his head down.

My calf was numb, so I tried my best to make my movements look natural, and I searched for rows of seats, and finally found Feng Minglong and the homeless man sitting side by side.

In that row of three seats, Feng Minglong sat on the outermost side, the homeless man sat on the innermost side, and a woman with disheveled hair sat between them.

There was no empty seat in the train, so I stayed where I was for a few seconds, and only when a "passenger" beside me slowly raised his head, I walked up to Feng Minglong and sat down directly. Between him and that woman.

Four people squeezed into three people's seats. Fortunately, the four of us are not fat, but a little crowded.

The woman sitting in the middle didn't raise her head or speak, but Feng Minglong asked me in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, do you have no seat?"

"I still want to ask you? How did you find the seat?" I turned my head and looked at him, with sharp eyes as if trying to see him through.

He moved his ass, and his tone was very mysterious: "When I got in the car just now, I had a very strange feeling. It seemed that this position belonged to me, as if it was destined."

"One person, one position?" I thought of something in my mind, and my face slowly became ugly.

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