Volume 1 Hello, Lu Mingfei Chapter 7: Darkness of the Rainfall (Part 7)
A low laugh came from the speakers, and Chu Zihang was stunned, not knowing whether it was electrical noise or an accident when the disc was recorded. But Lu Mingfei heard it clearly, the laugh was low and sinister, like the devil standing behind the protagonist in a horror movie, and she could imagine the mocking sneer on his face when he was about to succeed. She was so scared that her back went cold, and she slowly turned her head, but she only saw the continuous rain curtain illuminated by the rear lights outside the car.
The man's face changed, and blue veins jumped in the corners of his eyes, like a restless snake. In Chu Zihang's memory, he always laughed in a relaxed manner, as if he didn't care even if the sky fell, but at this moment, his face was as firm as fine steel that had just been tempered.
He had never seen this expression on the man before, he was a completely different person.
Lu Mingfei felt that everything was wrong. With the arrival of the laughter, all the sounds around her disappeared. The slight vibration , the roar of the engine at super speed, and the CD that was still singing softly a second ago suddenly became silent. The car was even quieter than the cold war just now. She could only hear her own increasingly heavy and fearful breathing.
There was a gentle knock on the car door. Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at the windows next to them. The dark figure bent down and seemed to want to greet the people in the car politely. Chu Zihang thought it must be a traffic policeman. The broadcast said that the elevated road was closed. Anyone who dared to run on the road at this time would be stopped and criticized.
Chu Zihang stretched out his hand to lower the car window, but Lu Mingfei almost pounced on him, hugged his arm and shook his head vigorously, her face pale.
The light and shadow on her side was better than Chu Zihang's. Although the shadow disappeared in just a glance , she could clearly see that the shadow had a strange face, just like the elongated ghost mask in Scream. But that person was not wearing a fake mask to scare people on the highway in the middle of the night because he was full, but his face looked like that.
Overwhelming fear enveloped the entire car, and Chu Zihang's face turned pale, because he saw the bright speedometer in the front row, which was 120 kilometers per hour. What kind of thing could run after the car at such a speed and reach out to knock on the door at the same time?
The knocks on the door became more rapid, two, four, six, eight, and more and more figures gathered outside the car, with a dazzling mercury-silver light seeping out of their faces, illuminating the entire car palely.
Lu Mingfei held her head and tried to get closer to Chu Zihang, not daring to look up. The things she had hallucinated before getting on the bus were actually becoming reality... She didn't dare to think about whether she would see more terrifying things later.
Something like a knife or claw slid across the glass, making a creaking sound. The entire car window was covered with ghostly hand-like shadows. The fingers of those things were actually longer than chopsticks. Just a few of them could completely cover the car window. Cracks gradually appeared on the glass, and Chu Zihang trembled as he looked at the man in front of him.
"Don't be afraid...son!" the man whispered, his face as hard as cast iron, staring intently at the rearview mirror, "Fasten your seat belts!"
That sentence was like a ray of light that pierced through the terrifying darkness. Chu Zihang was suddenly shocked. He suppressed the fear in his heart, grabbed Lu Mingfei's wrist to help her fasten the seat belt, and then he pulled the seat belt tightly onto his body. The man's words made him feel that as long as he did this, everything would be fine.
The accelerator pedal was pushed to the floor, and the Maybach body vibrated. In a few seconds, the speed increased to more than 180 kilometers per hour, and it was still going. The rain was pouring down, and the elevated road was full of puddles that could not be drained away. The tires were almost sliding forward. But those shadows seemed to be as fast as the Maybach. There was mercury light shining in from all directions, never stopping, the golden pupils were as bright as torches, and there were rows of light on both sides of the headlights.
Chu Zihang suddenly had a feeling that it was not that the ghosts were running too fast, but that the entire elevated road was already filled with ghosts standing on both sides of the road, welcoming them to step into the abyss at the end.
"Turn around! Let's turn around!" Chu Zihang shouted in panic.
"Useless son." The man smiled bitterly, "When you come to a place like this, you have no choice but to move forward. Moving forward will lead to survival. Retreating will only lead to death!"
Lu Mingfei was shaking as if she had epilepsy, and the ghosts' whispers lingered in her ears. I'm so hungry... so thirsty... I want the child's flesh and blood... Let's share this great life...
It stands to reason that the ghosts lining the road on both sides could not be talking to her, but those voices seemed to penetrate into her bone marrow and into her soul. No matter how hard she tried to cover her ears, she could still hear them clearly, and they became more and more numerous and louder, until in the end they were just a string of meaningless sound symbols.
What was even more terrifying was that she actually felt a sense of familiarity from those sounds... When and where was it? How could she have seen these things that could knock on car doors on the elevated road?
Chu Zihang also began to hear those strange whispers, as if the ghosts were chanting some ancient hymns in unison, drilling into his mind like a vicious snake, causing severe pain deep in his brain. Words made up of messy lines and images of broken lenses kept flashing and swirling in the depths of his mind.
The sky glowed like blood, and the iron-blue edge extended to the distant horizon. The towering tree that once had lush branches and leaves stood there, making people imagine that when it was still alive, its majestic figure almost blocked out the sky and the whole world shared its shade. But now it is dead, and the black dead branches extend in all directions, holding up the broken sky. The blazing fire fell from the gaps between the branches and leaves like rain, exploding brilliant fire on the cracked earth. The dead bones filled the wasteland, dyeing the land at the foot of the giant tree a rotten pale. The black giant beast was leaping up from the depths of the pile of bones, with the bodies of the dead hanging on its wings. It spread its huge bone wings and spit out black flames to the sky. The world tree finally collapsed, and the bloody sky fell, announcing the end of this world.
A little further away, the ancient army wearing grass skirts and holding spears were blowing the charge horn. Huge burning leaves fell from the sky and landed beside them, but no one was afraid. Groups of people were climbing up the dragon's wings, hitting the dragon's wing bones with sharp iron spikes. Thousands of arrows stained with fire filled the sky like rain. The roars of the people resounded throughout the wasteland, and white steam emerged from the ground to cover their final figures.
Above their heads, the sky was slowly falling, those distant myths and ancient history were disappearing, and the rubble was rolling over the crowd. It seemed as if golden lava was flowing in the black dragon's pupils, and he looked down at every tiny life that resisted him.
