Uncle catching ghosts

I don't know what's going on, since he was hit hard last time, whenever he is stimulated, he can't help but have this dream, close his eyes, and the road ahead is bleak.In fact, he is only 25 years old, not at the age of confusion.

Maybe it was just because he inhaled a small amount of poisonous gas, he quickly came to his senses, and after glancing at the scene in the carriage, his hairs stood on end.

The electric light on the top was flickering and flickering, and there was a ding-ding sound. There were people lying around him in disorder. Their faces were distorted, and their dilated pupils were extremely ferocious. It was obvious that they had seen something they shouldn't have seen before they died.

Jiang Manlu felt faintly uneasy. These days, he was always shuttling between reality and fantasy, and he was extremely tired.Because of his improper handling of things, he not only forged grievances with people, but also forged grievances with ghosts.

Who did this atrocity?

He couldn't help but think of the man and woman from before. Although they didn't look different on the outside, there was a [-]% chance that they were ghosts.Jiang Manlu felt remorseful, he couldn't tell the difference between a human and a ghost, did he retreat from his morality, or did the opponent he met become stronger and stronger?He wanted to have both.

He hurriedly checked the things on his body, the Qiankun bag and the burden were still there.Except for a little tightness in the chest, there is no other discomfort.

He thought, what are they going to do?If it was aimed at him, why didn't he do it directly, instead of making side attacks and killing so many people?

After stopping for a few seconds, he hurried to another carriage, only to find that people were sitting quietly, as if nothing had happened just now, he was stunned and couldn't believe it.

On the seat to his right, there was a bearded man wearing a pair of sunglasses with no expression on his face.His heart skipped a beat, and he said to himself, "Okay, you ghost, I thought I wouldn't know you if you changed your appearance."

He quickly walked up to the man, glared at him, then grabbed his beard, slapped his dantian, pulled him up like a duck, buckled his arm backwards, and pulled him up again. Pressing his head on the seat, "Smelly thing, show your true colors quickly."

"Ah!" The man screamed in pain, "Are you crazy, why are you arresting me?"

At this time, two conductors ran over and stopped Jiang Manlu, "Sir, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Jiang Manlu said, "You can see his true face clearly, he is a ghost."

"Ghost? Pfft!" The two laughed, "Sir, are you hypocritical? How can there be ghosts here?"

"You don't believe it, do you?" Jiang Manlu took off the bearded man's glasses, only to find that he was really blind, "This..."

"Are you fucking crazy? Suspicious, I think you are the ghost." The man cursed and sat back on his seat after his anger subsided.

"Hey, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Jiang Manlu said.

"You really have acting talent." A conductor said, "Even blind people are not spared, are you still human?"

His voice was a little louder, and everyone's eyes were on Jiang Manlu.

Jiang Manlu still smiled, then pulled the two conductors aside, and said in a low voice, "Let me tell you, there are ghosts on this train."

"Pfft!" They froze for a moment, then laughed, "Are you crazy? Where is the ghost and what does it look like?"

One of the conductors pretended to be a ghost, grinned, and said dully: "Here, hahaha."

It seems that there is no basis for the words, and they must be believed unless they are taken to the car where the crime occurred.Jiang Manlu didn't wait for them to laugh anymore, he put his hands around their necks, and said, "Come with me, I'll show you that I'm not lying."

They came to the carriage where Jiangman Road was just now, but found nothing, the dead person lying on the ground had disappeared, the carriage was empty, the lights were bright, and the wind blowing the window screen crackled.

Jiang Manlu let go of his hand, and said in surprise: "The action is really fast."

"Where's the ghost?" asked a conductor.

"Ran."

"Who are you?" He asked again, with anger in his tone, his right hand was already on Jiang Manlu's shoulder.

"I'm a ghost hunter." Jiang Manlu said, "I'm sure you don't believe what I said now, but one thing is, where have all the people in this carriage gone?"

"I don't care." The conductor standing on the left side of Jiangman Road said, "Now we suspect that you have serious mental problems. In order to prevent you from deceiving people, please come with us."

"There's no time." Jiang Manlu became anxious, "Now go and notify the people in each carriage immediately, and stay vigilant. There is a pair of young male and female ghosts who are murderers."

"Bah!" The conductor withdrew his hand back, "Now I am more sure that you are a mentally ill person. Do you think we will believe such lies?"

Jiang Manlu turned around and stared at them, "You have to trust me, if this delay continues, more people may suffer."

Suddenly, the two conductors pulled out the electric shock guns from their pockets and attacked Jiang Manlu. He was caught off guard and was hit and fell to the ground stiffly.

"Damn it." A train conductor spat out, "Bewitching rumors to confuse people, these days, beggars can pretend to be rich, and crazy people come to pretend to be ghost hunters. If you are a ghost hunter, I will be the ancestor of ghost hunters." .”

Jiang Manlu fell to the ground, looking at them helplessly, his body could no longer move, his head was dripping with anxious sweat.

In the end, the two supported him and took him off. He found that the passengers in the carriage didn't care, and some even threw rubbish on him and pointed at him.His head felt empty, and the lights were so bright that he could hardly keep his eyes open.

After a few minutes, he was dragged into a small compartment by two conductors and tied to an iron stool. One conductor poured a glass of cold water on his face.He smiled and said, "Calm down."

The backs of the two leaving were stretched into thin lines by the light and disappeared in front of Jiangman Road. He closed his eyes and fell into a nightmare again. This time, the boat he was driving hit a rock and a hole opened, and the sea water was not enough. He kept pouring in, and he shouted for help, but no one responded in the open sea.In the end, he watched the water swallow the boat and himself.

There is no nightmare in his mind, but distorted rays of light. He wanted to struggle and shout: "Did I come to hell?" But he couldn't move his mouth. This question was only silently chanted in his heart, over and over again.