Chapter 085
I looked at the scene outside the window, swallowed subconsciously, slowly withdrew my hand, and closed the curtains again, constantly comforting myself in my heart that out of sight, out of mind.
But I can't fool myself like this. Since I have already seen it, I can't just pretend it doesn't exist.
I stood up quietly, afraid of waking up the other people sleeping next to me. There were three other strangers in our room, and they were probably all asleep and had no idea how dangerous the situation outside the window was.
I lowered my voice and asked Ding Ding and Xiao Gui what happened and why there were several ghosts clinging to the window.
The kid looked at me with contempt and said, "What do you mean by a few?" It was actually dozens of them. If you look along the windows in the aisle, you will see that they are everywhere outside the train, so densely packed, it's disgusting.
When I heard this, I didn't even dare to go forward to check. This was really a bad omen for me. I encountered such a thing not long after getting in the car.
I was anxious and asked Ding Ding what they were doing lying on the train.
Ding Ding thought for a moment and said, "This is a ghost blocking the way. Someone wants to block our way. It must not be a coincidence that so many ghosts gathered here at once. They are lying on the train. Sooner or later, something will happen to the train. When that happens, everyone on the train will be in danger."
I thought about it and asked him, "Is it your father? Who else would do this except him?"
Ding Ding glared at me, puffed up his lips, and said, "I'm telling you my dad is dead! Besides, now is not the time to think about this. If you don't get rid of these ghosts, if something really happens later, I can't guarantee that you will still be alive."
I became anxious. Although I couldn't see the situation outside the train, a picture was already formed in my mind: the front, back, left and right of the train seemed to be covered with plasters, and there were so many ghosts everywhere, just like the crowded crowd on the Indian locomotive that was circulated on the Internet, except that now these people were replaced by ghosts.
I thought about it and suddenly had an idea, so I quickly said to Ding Ding, "Your bow can shake off their souls, so why don't you knock it here for a while and see if it has any effect."
Ding Ding rolled his eyes at me and said, "I've thought about this a long time ago. Actually, I don't care, but the little ghost's soul might be shaken apart. If he has no objection, I'll do it now."
As Ding Ding spoke, he raised the bow and arrow in his hand. The little ghost was probably scared when he saw it, and hurriedly said, "I am your teammate, don't think about buying me, otherwise I will drag you two to death together!"
I rubbed my forehead. This method definitely won't work. Not to mention the little ghost, even the hanged ghost probably can't stand it. Ding Ding's move has a large killing range, and even he himself doesn't seem to be sure of it.
I hurriedly asked Ding Ding, is there no other way besides this?
Tintin reached out and touched his chin for a while, and said there was another way, which was to light the soul-gathering lamp first and gather them to one place, so that I could take action.
When I heard there was a way, I hurriedly asked him for details. The little ghost also felt that he didn't have to be so dangerous, and he was happy. He wanted to open Ding Ding's head to see what strange ideas were inside.
Ding Ding ignored us and took out a few candles from his bag and handed them to us . I was a little surprised and asked why we had these strange things when we didn't even bring any luggage.
Ding Ding curled his lips and said, "This is what I just bought. How can I live if everyone comes empty-handed like you?"
He choked me so much that I was speechless. I just shrugged my shoulders and asked no questions, waiting to see what he would do next.
Tintin pulled another arrow out of the quiver, and in the dim light of the corridor, I could see that this arrow was slightly different from the others. The arrowhead was green and much more delicate than the other arrows.
He looked at me and suddenly said, Tan Xi, stretch out your hand.
I said "Oh" and without thinking, I put my hand in front of Ding Ding. But I regretted it immediately. Ding Ding seemed to need some blood, but he was reluctant to use his own, so he focused on me.
The tip of the arrow was very sharp. It scratched my finger lightly and immediately created a cut. Blood immediately flowed down my fingertips.
I didn't dare to move and could only watch the blood on my hands flow more and more. Ding Ding only used the arrow head to touch it a little and said it was okay.
I was surprised and asked, "Is it all right now? You just wanted a little blood, but you gave me such a big cut. Do you think I'm a water pipe?"
Ding Ding pouted and cursed me, saying, "You should be content. It's a good thing that I didn't stab you directly."
His words comforted me a little, and my depressed mood suddenly became much better, because maybe he would really stab me. Compared with that scene, the injury on my hand was nothing.
The little ghost and I held the wax tightly in our hands and watched Ding Ding's next move nervously.
He was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Put the candles in the carriages near the two ends. Be careful not to let anyone find them, and be as careful as possible."
I thought, if I take this thing, it will definitely attract a lot of attention. If I want to hide it, there is only the interface between the two carriages. After thinking about it, I nodded to Ding Ding with Xiaogui.
Tintin was very satisfied with our obedient attitude, and pointed the tip of the arrow at the candle. I immediately saw a little green will-o'-the-wisp flowing out of it, like water. With the appearance of this will-o'-the-wisp, the temperature of this section of the carriage suddenly dropped a lot.
Only then did I realize that the inside of the arrow might be where Tintin hid the will-o'-the-wisp. I guess every time he wanted to get the will-o'-the-wisp out of it, he had to use blood as a trigger. Otherwise, how could they say raising a ghost is harmful to the body?
The will-o'-the-wisp fell on the candle, and the candle immediately ignited a green flame, leaving my face and the ghost's face somewhat green. It looked a bit eerie. But almost at the same time as the candle was lit, a flapping sound came from outside the train. The ghosts outside seemed to be stimulated by the candlelight. Suddenly, they all moved, flapping against the windows and the car body, as if trying to squeeze into the car, which scared the ghost and me.
Ding Ding said, you two should hurry up, they will be attracted by the candle, especially you, Tan Xi, you have blood amber on you, which will attract ghosts more easily!
My heart was in my throat. I glanced at the candle in my hand and thought, this is the soul-gathering lamp that Tintin mentioned. Damn, it's too crude. But now that the candle was lit, we had no time to hesitate. The noise coming from outside the car was getting louder and louder, so much so that the people who were already asleep in the car were woken up.
They rubbed their eyes and looked out the window, but they clearly couldn't see any ghosts. Perhaps it was because the train had scraped something. Fortunately, this was an air-conditioned train and the windows couldn't be opened, otherwise the situation would have been much more critical than it was now.
The little ghost and I looked at each other, then quickly moved and each chose a path to go.
I walked towards the rear of the train, hurriedly passing through one carriage after another. I saw that the people who were sleeping inside got up and lay down beside the windows to watch what was going on, which slowed down my pace a lot.
It was only during this journey that I realized that the situation outside the train was much more serious than I thought. Almost every time I stepped outside, I couldn't see the scenery outside the window. It was all blocked by these ghosts. Every time I walked forward, I didn't know if the ghosts outside the train were attracted by me or the candle in my hand. One pressed on the other, twisting their hands and feet strangely and crawling over. I took the opportunity to look outside and found that the ghosts outside were huddled together, as if there was a tumor on the train. Everywhere I looked, there were hands, feet and heads, chasing me with their claws and fangs.
Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and I could only speed up my pace, but more and more people blocked my way, and I was so anxious that I wanted to hit them! I was getting irritated, and suddenly the hanged ghost following behind me pulled me. His movements were so strong that I almost fell down, and the candle in my hand almost flew out.
I quickly steadied myself, suppressed my anger and looked at him , only to see him standing in front of a section of the carriage, pulling me to look inside.
Confused, I followed his gaze and saw a man curled up on the lowest bunk on the left, looking out the window with a look of fear on his face. I also noticed that there were more ghost shadows outside the window next to him than in other places, almost catching up with the ones chasing me.
The man seemed to notice someone was looking at him. He turned around and looked at us, first at me, then at the hanged ghost. He suddenly screamed, which scared both me and the hanged ghost.
The people around were frightened by his voice and looked over here. They saw that his face was pale and his body was shaking slightly. Then he looked at me and when he saw that there was nothing strange about me, he turned his eyes away from me.
Although I was anxious, I didn't leave immediately. Judging from the man's reaction, he could obviously see these ghosts. I tentatively lowered my voice and asked him, "What did you see?"
He clenched his teeth and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
The hanged ghost pulled me, gestured at me, pointed at the ghost outside the window, pointed at me, and then pointed at himself.
I thought about it silently for a while, and suddenly my body shuddered, and I looked at him with a strange look. Thinking about the current situation, the ghosts outside the car are almost all circling around the two of us. Although there are obviously more ghosts on my side than behind him, it is already a very remarkable thing that so many ghosts can gather around him.
I looked at him closely, and I had a strange feeling in my heart. I knew what he was thinking. It was as if I had been looked at that way by the people around me.
I feel like I have encountered Yin Fan, a real Yin Fan!
