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Although 20 years have passed, the tragic scene still scares the old man.

"But I never thought that twenty years have passed and I'm back in this carriage today!"

Suddenly, he looked at Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming recalling carefully, shaking his head as he recalled:

"No, no, you two were not passengers in this carriage. Although I can't remember the appearance of all the passengers in the carriage at that time, you two were definitely not among them."

"You're right."

"So, this train is not the same one from 20 years ago?"

"of course not."

"Then why are there the same passengers? The crying children, the quarreling women, the drinking men, they are all the passengers I saw 20 years ago!"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. You see, except for those before, the others are different, right?"

"But why can't I leave this carriage?"

"Maybe when we get to the station, you can leave."

"Arrived at the station? We won't arrive at the station! This carriage will soon catch fire and we will die, all of us!"

"Since this is not the same train that took place 20 years ago, how could the same tragedy happen?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he remembered, but he still stubbornly muttered: "No, I want to leave here! I must leave here!"

"The Taoling Tunnel is just ahead."

Yu Beiming lifted a curtain and looked outside. He saw a series of mountains hidden in the night. The highest mountain looked like the tip of a peach. Therefore, this area was named Taoling.

Taoling has a gentle name, but the mountain is steep and stretches for dozens of kilometers, with cliffs and deep rapids on one side.

Therefore, the only way for the train to pass through is to dig a tunnel under the ridge.

Hearing this, the old man exclaimed, "Curtains, quickly draw the curtains!"

He didn't care whether others were willing or not, and he just meddled in other people's business and pulled the curtains of several nearby car windows.

At the same time, the train whistled into the Taoling Tunnel.

Taolin Tunnel is 15 kilometers long and takes about ten minutes to pass through.

As soon as I entered the tunnel, the temperature around me suddenly dropped by several degrees.

There was no longer any scenery to be seen outside the window, only darkness.

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang, bang" sound. It seemed like a hand was knocking on the glass outside the window.

The blond woman took up the space for three people and was sleeping when she was suddenly awakened by a slapping sound. She was about to speak when she suddenly remembered that this was a moving train and there was no way someone would knock on the window outside.

Unless, it’s not human!

The drunk man was also awakened by the sound of knocking on the window. He looked up in a daze and suddenly saw a pitch-black handprint on the window with the half-drawn curtains.

He was immediately frightened and dozed off, and the smell of alcohol disappeared. He quickly reached out and pulled down all the curtains, and then shouted, "Ghost, ghost, knock on the window!"

The sounds of discussion, screams and children crying plunged the tidy carriage into chaos.

The old man also heard the knocking on the window. I don’t know if he was frightened, but he suddenly burst into tears and cried loudly:

"They are the passengers who were burned to death 20 years ago... Woohoo... They died so tragically. Originally, they all had a chance to survive, but... they were abandoned! All abandoned!"

"They are unwilling to give up. So every time a train passes by, they will knock on the windows and climb onto the train, trying to leave here. They... want to leave! Wuuuu..."

The old man's crying was particularly sad, and there were constant knocking sounds outside the window: "Bang, bang, bang..."

"Will it be okay if we draw the curtains?" someone asked.

At first, no one believed the old man when he told the ghost story.

But now, everyone is in a panic and has no choice but to believe it.

Someone quietly asked if the ghost would come in.

Some people covered their ears and tried not to listen, thinking that everything would be fine once the train passed through the tunnel.

However, more than ten minutes later, the knocking on the window continued, and even became more and more urgent:

"Bang bang...bang bang..."

The old man was still sobbing, and the more he cried, the sadder he became.

He cried and said, "It's useless, this is a ghost wall! They died unjustly, and they need to find a replacement to reincarnate. Tonight, they must have found us, and they want to trap us all here to serve as their replacement!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar.

The blond woman yelled sharply, "Don't talk nonsense, old man! What about finding a substitute, what about ghosts? You must have made them up to scare people! The sound just now might have been the sound of wind rubbing against the glass. There is no ghost at all."

The drinking man said: "But I really saw a hand just now, it was black, pressing on the glass."

The woman holding the child said, "Why don't you open the curtain and see what's outside?"

The drunk man said, "I... I won't look. This place is too weird, I want to leave here! This car is full of psychopaths! I want to change cars! Conductor, where is the conductor? Why doesn't he come out?"

The blonde dragged her luggage from the shelf and hurried to another carriage: "I want to change carriages too, this place is too creepy!"

"Yes, change carriages! I'll change too!"

"I'll change too!"

Everyone took out their luggage and wanted to leave carriage No. 1.

Even the woman holding the child followed everyone.

The man walking in front reached the connection between the two carriages first and pushed the door open with force, but when he took a step over, he returned to carriage No. 1.

He was horrified to see that most people were crowded in the aisle, queuing to go to other carriages. Women with children were the most inconvenient because they had to take care of the children and luggage at the same time, so they could only stand at the end of the line.

But the person who walked in front, like the man, passed through the door and returned to car No. 1, standing at the end of the crowd queuing to leave.

"What's going on? Why are you back again?"

As fewer and fewer people left in front, more and more people appeared behind the man.

The woman holding the child heard a noise behind her. She turned around and saw the drunk man and the passenger who had just passed by appear behind her. She screamed in fright.

The old man said with great melancholy: "This is a ghost wall! I tried dozens of times just now, but I couldn't get out. It seems that all of us will die here!"

The crowd roared like a boiling pot.

Some people cried, some shouted, and some were unwilling to give up and kept trying again and again, but no matter how many times they tried, they just couldn't get out of this carriage.