Yang Beibei couldn't help but retreat in her heart: "I won't go...don't go forward...you can't see anything in front, just in case..."

Hearing what Yang Beibei said, several other girls also felt timid and backed away. Jiang Xinyou really had no choice but to say: "You have to consider another thing. The first fifteen-year-old girl who was killed that year was in

She died in the dining room, and her ghost may also be lingering on this train. Do you think it will be safe to stay in the dining room?"

Jiang Xinyou's words undoubtedly cast a shadow of fear in everyone's hearts. Wen Susu gritted her teeth, held hands with Lejuan, and followed Jiang Xinyou out. Naturally, the others couldn't hold back anymore, so they had to follow.

Yeyue and Chen Zhifeng walked at the end of the team. Yeyue tilted her head and asked in a deep voice: "Have you ever thought about why you are on this train?"

Chen Zhifeng was surprised. This was the first time Yeyue took the initiative to talk to him. He didn't know how to answer for a while. After a long while, he said calmly and honestly: "I booked all the tickets for our class. I was there from the beginning."

I knew Jiang Xinyou would take this train home, but I didn’t expect..."

I didn't expect you to be with her...

Chen Zhifeng didn't need to explain the following words. Ye Yue knew it clearly in her heart. Instead, she smiled calmly: "The arrangement of fate may not be just like this. Maybe this train chose you early in the morning. But if Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang did not get on this train,

Maybe you can’t even imagine what happens next.”

Yes, Chen Zhifeng understands this very well.

If there was no exorcist guarding him, maybe a man like him would be so scared that he would tremble all over and not have the courage to walk out of the dining room and walk towards the unknown world ahead...

※※※

The cold wind whistled in my ears, and the dim yellow lights above my head flickered brightly.

Fang Xiaomin slowly opened her eyes and found that she was standing in the train's bathroom, facing the blurry mirror on the wall. Standing next to her at this moment was a flight attendant wearing a dark blue uniform.

Fang Xiaomin looked through the mirror and saw clearly the signature plate on the flight attendant's chest. There were white fonts on the black ground, and the words "Qiao Hao" were suddenly engraved on it!

Hello Joe.

The flight attendant who had died in the accident ten years ago was actually standing next to her at this moment, tying her hair in front of the mirror, staring blankly at the mirror, and her finger movements were very stiff, like a person who had been beaten.

Controlled puppets!

Fang Xiaomin was stunned, feeling as if her legs were filled with lead and couldn't move. She could only stare blankly at Qiao Hao's every move.

She even saw clearly that Qiao Hao had a bright red hand-knitted red rope tied on her head, the same one she saw on the carriage seat!

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had strangled her throat. At this moment, Fang Xiaomin felt as if her throat was blocked by something. She couldn't make a sound at all. She couldn't even choke and could only watch.

After Qiao Hao tied up her hair, she numbly stroked her pale face in front of the mirror, took out a stick of lipstick from her bag, and applied it to her chapped thin lips.

The color was so red that it dripped blood, as if it had just eaten a living piece of human flesh!

Fang Xiaomin felt that her whole body was enveloped in an extremely cold air, and she had goosebumps all over her body. It was not until Qiao Hao slowly turned around, passed her by, and left her sight that Fang Xiaomin felt relieved.

Like a rubber ball, he suddenly fell to the ground. He was breathing rapidly and gasping for breath. He had no time to guess how he suddenly separated from everyone and came to such a gloomy and terrifying place...

After a while, Fang Xiaomin felt that her long-stagnated breathing returned to her heart and lungs. She slowly stood up, holding her chest, and found that her pure white uniform suit had been soaked by the sewage on the ground, and a strange stench emanated from her whole body.

The taste made her very uncomfortable.

Looking around blankly, in the transparent air there seemed to be a pair of evil claws grabbing at the walls layer by layer. (Updated 7.) Yang Beibei couldn't help but retreat in her heart: "I won't go...

Don't go forward...you can't see anything ahead, just in case..."

Hearing what Yang Beibei said, several other girls also felt timid and backed away. Jiang Xinyou really had no choice but to say: "You have to consider another thing. The first fifteen-year-old girl who was killed that year was in

She died in the dining room, and her ghost may also be lingering on this train. Do you think it will be safe to stay in the dining room?"

Jiang Xinyou's words undoubtedly cast a shadow of fear in everyone's hearts. Wen Susu gritted her teeth, held hands with Lejuan, and followed Jiang Xinyou out. Naturally, the others couldn't hold back anymore, so they had to follow.

Yeyue and Chen Zhifeng walked at the end of the team. Yeyue tilted her head and asked in a deep voice: "Have you ever thought about why you are on this train?"

Chen Zhifeng was surprised. This was the first time Yeyue took the initiative to talk to him. He didn't know how to answer for a while. After a long while, he said calmly and honestly: "I booked all the tickets for our class. I was there from the beginning."

I knew Jiang Xinyou would take this train home, but I didn’t expect..."

I didn't expect you to be with her...

Chen Zhifeng didn't need to explain the following words. Ye Yue knew it clearly in her heart. Instead, she smiled calmly: "The arrangement of fate may not be just like this. Maybe this train chose you early in the morning. But if Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang did not get on this train,

Maybe you can’t even imagine what happens next.”

Yes, Chen Zhifeng understands this very well.

If there was no exorcist guarding him, maybe a man like him would be so scared that he would tremble all over and not have the courage to walk out of the dining room and walk towards the unknown world ahead...

※※※

The cold wind whistled in my ears, and the dim yellow lights above my head flickered brightly.

Fang Xiaomin slowly opened her eyes and found that she was standing in the train's bathroom, facing the blurry mirror on the wall. Standing next to her at this moment was a flight attendant wearing a dark blue uniform.

Fang Xiaomin looked through the mirror and saw clearly the signature plate on the flight attendant's chest. There were white fonts on the black ground, and the words "Qiao Hao" were suddenly engraved on it!

Hello Joe.

The flight attendant who had died in the accident ten years ago was actually standing next to her at this moment, tying her hair in front of the mirror, staring blankly at the mirror, and her finger movements were very stiff, like a person who had been beaten.

Controlled puppets!

Fang Xiaomin was stunned, feeling as if her legs were filled with lead and couldn't move. She could only stare blankly at Qiao Hao's every move.

She even saw clearly that Qiao Hao had a bright red hand-knitted red rope tied on her head, the same one she saw on the carriage seat!

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had strangled her throat. At this moment, Fang Xiaomin felt as if her throat was blocked by something. She couldn't make a sound at all. She couldn't even choke and could only watch.

After Qiao Hao tied up her hair, she numbly stroked her pale face in front of the mirror, took out a stick of lipstick from her bag, and applied it to her chapped thin lips.

The color was so red that it dripped blood, as if it had just eaten a living piece of human flesh!

Fang Xiaomin felt that her whole body was enveloped in an extremely cold air, and she had goosebumps all over her body. It was not until Qiao Hao slowly turned around, passed her by, and left her sight that Fang Xiaomin felt relieved.

Like a rubber ball, he suddenly fell to the ground. He was breathing rapidly and gasping for breath. He had no time to guess how he suddenly separated from everyone and came to such a gloomy and terrifying place...

After a while, Fang Xiaomin felt that her long-stagnated breathing returned to her heart and lungs. She slowly stood up, holding her chest, and found that her pure white uniform suit had been soaked by the sewage on the ground, and a strange stench emanated from her whole body.

The taste made her very uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!