Escape from the Sly Door [Unlimited Stream]

Zhang Chen looked out of the glass window and swallowed: "Or should we climb out again?"

Although my hands and feet are slippery, at least I don't have to face the ghosts in this room. Who knows how many other cars have these dead ghosts.

Silence looked at the wreckage all over the ground in front of him, and he could almost imagine what a huge disaster it was.

Such a tragic death can only be caused by two train accidents.

In 1988, 2008 and 1978, the Yangzhuang accident shocked China and the world.

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"It's too late, we all run forward."

They must rush to the first carriage before the incident, otherwise when a disaster occurs, let alone whether they can escape the moment when the trains collide, just wait until then to find the target with hands and feet, I don't know if the time will come or not.

The four of them, looking at the ghosts in the carriage, could almost predict what would happen if they traveled through the past...

Shen Mo was directly embraced into a firm embrace, the man's chest felt so secure at the moment.

But Mo Mo moved, "Coffin, coffin face...you, watch them..."

The young man's struggle was directly pressed down by a big palm, and his small head was buried firmly in his chest, so he couldn't even look at it.

The cold air suddenly rushed into the nasal cavity, and carefully entered the internal organs from the nasal cavity, and the head was pressed in tightly again.

"Don't worry, they won't kill them now."

They them?Silence for a while did not understand.

When a sticky hand touched his calf, Silence heard a wail.

This wail comes from...

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched.

Silence's eyes were covered so he couldn't see. He couldn't see the group of "dead ghosts" with different deaths... It is true that they didn't kill Zhang Chen and Huang Xu. They just got up from the ground, dragged their broken legs, dragged Stretching his intestines... rushing towards a few people... trying to trap them...

Amid the howling ghosts and howling wolves, Shen Mo blinked and thought of it.

The missing Zhang Chen was not dead at that time...

Of course, this doesn't mean how kind these ghosts are, it's just that these ghosts want to drag them...wait for the moment when the disaster strikes, and die together...

I don't know why, the silence at this time thought of such a horrible ghost story as the dead ghost, and shuddered.

The man hugged him a little tighter.

Now that he knew that these ghosts were only trapping them, Shen Mo opened his mouth leisurely.

"A ghost story says that some ghosts will find a person to die in their place, and then become that person again to be resurrected. Is this story true?"

The question was about the man who was holding him and taking care of the two oil bottles.

Neither Zhang Chen nor Huang Xu could understand that the man's movements didn't stop, and his hands didn't kill them all.

Although Jiang Lingyi had saved him so many times, Zhang Chen still had an invisible fear of this Elder Jiang. This kind of fear did not come from the man's immortality, but because he felt...he couldn't figure it out every time... …

For example, at this time, Jiang Lingling looked at ghosts in exactly the same way as when looking at people.

The young man's question didn't slow down the man's movements, he kicked away the male ghost blocking in front, and swung a dagger in his hand to break a twisted arm that was holding Zhang Chen.

"It might be true."

All ghost stories are not groundless.

Silence tightened his palms.

Outside the window, the train passed through several small towns and small stations non-stop. In a trance, Silence seemed to hear the lively laughter coming from the carriage. The old-time song "The revolutionary wind and thunder are stirring, and the soldiers have the sun in their chests..."

Someone was yelling again: "Braised chicken feet with beer and drink, elbows with peanut and sunflower seed sauce, hey, let the one in front give way..."

Shen Mo wants to take a look, the pressure on the back of the head is so strong... The noise is slowly receding in the ear...

The light under the eyelids dims again...

In the darkness, someone's voice came from...

"Ha~~"

Who was yawning, and the few people who were so nervous and running around that they didn't even drink a sip of water were also drowsy.

"Old Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ha~~ sleepy."

"Dude, are you okay?"

"good."

"Ha~~ha~~" There were two consecutive yawns.

There was the sound of "clang clang clang clang" from the railroad tracks, and the sleepers were rolling and undulating.

"Beep~beep~beep".The standard female voice of the radio station in the loudspeaker: "The last sound just now was eight o'clock Beijing time."

"Come on, the brakes are on."

"No problem, don't worry."

In a trance, the train seems to have stopped...

Silent with a chill in my heart,

A broadcast sounded outside the window: "Hello, dear passenger, train No. 368 from Xi'an to Xuzhou is about to leave..."

The voice is so amiable, and the silent heart slowly calms down. After such a sinking, the drowsiness slowly strikes... As the train moves, with the rhythmic sound of the train, it slowly falls into a dark sleep...

Someone was still talking in a trance, and the voice of the middle-aged man sounded so gentle and tired: "I haven't slept all day, old horse, I'll take a nap first."

The man named Lao Ma didn't speak.

The train was still advancing at a steady pace, accompanied by Lao Yan's snoring, which made people fall asleep.

The man named Lao Ma seems to be talking, but he doesn't seem to.

He muttered slightly.

"How tiring it is... Yesterday morning, I had to go to the locomotive depot to study, I cleaned up at home all day and took care of the children to cook, and my lover was too busy to disappear. I really don't have a moment to spare... Forget it... "

The middle-aged man's breathing became heavier.

Time passed bit by bit, and the sound of water flow came, accompanied by a "ping", followed by a slow, "sucking" and "gurgling" sound of drinking water, and finally another "ping"...

It fell into silence again.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the silence has woken up.

The muttering of the middle-aged man was heard.

There is a distinct nasal sound in the voice, with a deep sense of sleepiness.

"Really, the system stipulates that you should sleep at home on the day of departure. After a busy day with housework, you should leave the car like this... It is not enough for the leader to care about his subordinates and employees... Ha~~"

This yawn made Shen Mo's eyes widen completely.

Struggling to get out.

Seeing that the young man had woken up, Jiang Lingling slowly let go of his hand.

Mo Mo stood on tiptoe, glanced over Huang Xu and Zhang Chen, and landed on the two drivers.

Two middle-aged men were wearing army green uniforms with their backs to them. One was slumped on a chair with heaving chest and snoring. A cup of strong tea was placed on the table on the other side. , has bottomed out... the man in the army green hat is rubbing his eyes...

Looking at the picture in front of him, Shen Mo understood everything.

After rubbing his eyes, the man named Lao Ma cheered himself up. He leaned his head closer to look at the scale on the dashboard. From their position, they could only see that the speed had exceeded 85 km/h. Lao Ma carefully watched the signals ahead, trees, wires The pole flashed past, gusts of wind rolled up under the car, and the train drifted away...

The night is getting thicker and thicker, like the haze in people's hearts...

I don’t know how long it took for the train to stop, and the dozing people were still snoring... Silence saw the sober old horse glance at the old-fashioned watch, which showed that the time was 2:59 in the morning. There was a rhythmic crashing sound, and there was no sound in the carriage behind... The train pierced through the biting cold wind and moved forward quickly.

Outside, the light of day broke slightly, shining on the faces of the two drivers and co-drivers.

The grunting disappeared for a moment in the light.

The man named Lao Yan put his hands behind his back slightly, and opened his closed eyes a little...

Looking at the surrounding scenery, I closed it again...

The old horse sat upright and did not speak.

The road ahead became clear, and all four of them saw it. In the morning light, the track split into three small strands, intertwined...

Lao Ma finally stood up, walked to the side of Lao Yan who was dozing off, and pushed hard twice.

"Dude, wake up!"

The middle-aged man moved his body following the two pushes, but he still didn’t wake up. The old horse didn’t shout anymore. A large field appeared in front of him, surrounded by earthen walls, and a stone plaque stood in the morning mist in the distance. The word "Yangzhuang" attracted the eyes of the four people.

When it was almost here, Lao Ma lowered the speed of the locomotive from 65 kilometers per hour to 40 kilometers per hour, and the train slowly slid into the sideline of the station.

The head of the man with his back to the four of them shook along the car, and he nodded violently twice.

Once, twice.

Immediately, a hand slipped from the joystick...

Finally, the driver named Lao Ma also fell asleep...

On the dashboard, a train at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour passed the exit signal.

In the mist ahead, a red light flickered past...

Zhang Chen moved slightly.

Silence held the other party.

"hold on."

Two ramps, their train on the first...

In the cab at this moment, "unmanned driving"...

The locomotive rushed forward like a runaway wild horse, without turning back.

In the distance, there was a vague "woo-woo" sound, and at first I thought it was the train I was on...

In the next second, when a train of the same color appeared on the right side, several people knew it.

It’s over.

The headlights of the locomotive on the opposite side flashed blindingly, the whistle pierced the quiet night sky, and the rails vibrated violently due to the weight of the two cars.

It was a completely subconscious move, and the old horse in front with his head down hurriedly grabbed the brake handle.

Immediately pulled up the brakes, the whole locomotive seemed to shake, but it was too late, the locomotive passed the No. [-] switch, and the middle-aged man wailed in despair...

It was too late, the wheels rubbed against the huge sparks, and the locomotive screamed and rushed towards the waist of train No. 87 with great inertia...

Amidst the loud noise, the silent hand reached out to the sleeping middle-aged man... Lao Yan.

"I found you."

Everything seemed to be played in slow motion, but it was silent and emotionless, and it just slid past everyone.

The train locomotive collided with the sixth car of the opposite train, like dominoes being overturned, and the seventh, eighth, ninth and tenth cars of the opposite train collided with the locomotive of the train within ten seconds.The huge impact caused several collided carriages to separate from the main body of the train and roll off the track.The long carriage was twisted like twists and twisted a few meters away from the track, the finger-thick iron bars on the luggage rack were folded into sections, and fragments of the train floor flew across.The loud noise quickly spread over a radius of more than ten miles. Countless horrified eyes turned to the direction of Yangzhuang Station. Many passengers of the train that was hit fell into a pool of blood. There was no time to react. Many people hadn't woken up from their sleep. , the flower of life withered in an instant...