ID number 019

Two groups of white things gradually emerged from under the security inspection machine.

what is itEveryone's eyes widened and they were extremely nervous.

"It seems like..."

"toilet paper?"

As the belt rolled, two bags of white toilet paper slipped out and piled on the ground.

This machine sounds so weird, just to deliver toilet paper?

It can't be because they don't have paper to go to the toilet.

Although the possibility of this is almost zero, there are indeed two bags of ordinary toilet paper in front of them. They are familiar items in life, and they are not scary things. Everyone breathes a sigh of relief.

Someone came closer, stretched his neck, and read the message on the toilet paper package.

"The big package is xrou brand, family size, coreless rolls, 30 rolls."

Another person said: "The small package is xx brand, cored, roll paper, 12 rolls."

Both are very popular brands.

Chen Yang's face didn't relax at all, because...

The security check machine is still turning.

The others were also staring, not daring to vent their breath.

After a few minutes, two more things came out of the security inspection machine, and the rolling gradually stopped.

It's shampoo and facial cleanser!

The two slipped next to the toilet paper.

Shampoo is for men, the color of the bottle is milky white, the effect is to control oil, remove dandruff and relieve itching, large bottle, 1000ml.

The facial cleanser is for women, the bottle is light pink in color, the effect is moisturizing, 120g.

This is the amount of information visible to the naked eye.

Everyone saw it, but no one touched it.

They also thought, what if the current rule is that anyone who does not take it will die?

Or must use it, or die if you don't use it?It's not like that.

Or, whoever has it on his body when he enters the mission will die?This possibility is greater.

The dozen or so people who survived the first round all suffered from different degrees of neurasthenia in this round.

For a certain moment, I envied those who died, and I was relieved.

Chen Yang chose to stay where he was.

"Who of you has this shampoo in your luggage?"

Chen Yang asked again: "Who uses this facial cleanser?"

All shook their heads.

Chen Yang said: "What about the toilet paper, which of the two brands are you using?"

Still shaking his head.

Chen Yang said surprisingly: "I'm using it."

"I have the coreless one," he said.

Everyone has different expressions.

Chen Yang was telling the truth, there were indeed two volumes in his backpack, he wanted to take the initiative to mention this point, so as to observe everyone's reaction, to see if anyone showed a side of "fortunately I'm not alone".

The result was disturbed by Xiangdong.

He drew everyone's attention, and rushed towards Chen Yang with a few strides, pointing at the family clothes, with a serious face: "Which paper did you use?"

Chen Yang's plan was ruined, and he said in a firm tone, "There are also paper towels, which are also of that brand. The supermarket held an event, and I bought a lot."

east:"……"

"Now these four fucking things, other people are really useless or lying, I don't know, no matter what you like, but you used one of them, Chen Yang, you used it!" Xiang Dong growled , wanted to kill him.

Chen Yang frowned: "What are you shouting, keep your voice down."

"It's just a coincidence that the ticket was not seen. It's normal that the toilet paper is not avoided. How can it be such a coincidence every time."

Xiang Dong glared at him: "Ignore the others, just me and the painter, and Wen Qing, old man Feng, why did the four of us avoid it twice?"

"lucky."

Chen Yang was calm on the face, but panicked in his heart: "It doesn't mean that it is absolutely against the rules if you use it, maybe it's just the opposite?"

Wen Qing smelled the excitement, and said with a mouthful: "Yeah, maybe none of us useless people will die soon, only handsome guys can live."

Chen Yang knew in his heart that it was unlikely to go in this direction.

"Those four items may not necessarily have nothing to do with the rules, maybe they are just misleading us."

Xiang Dong intentionally sang against him: "Isn't it misleading?

"According to the simple and rough style of the first round, this time it is very likely that whoever uses whoever dies, then you have already been recruited, what are you going to do?"

Chen Yang picked Chao Jian's crutch.

It's all used up, and time can't be turned back.

If the rules of the second round were really like that, there was nothing he could do now.

Very passive.

Ghosts can be obliterated by rules, so what can people do.

"If you die in the mission world, the real world doesn't exist, you know that."

Xiangdong leaned close to Chen Yang's ear, and breathed out: "Hurry up and do it with me once, or if you die suddenly, I won't even..."

The crutch swung towards him like an afterimage, hitting the back of his head fiercely.

Xiang Dong's eyes darkened, and before he could swear, he fell to the ground and passed out.

"bang"

A layer of dust was splashed on the ground.

Wen Qing smashed his mouth and covered his head. When he touched the place where Xiang Dong was beaten, he felt a dull pain. He laughed and took a half step back.

The painter also backed away.

Old man Feng covered his face with a newspaper.

Chen Yang stopped the crutches that the young man was still about to swing, and quickly whispered, "The medicine you took early in the morning, but you didn't take it in the morning, has the medicine worn off?"

"Get your hands off!" Chao Jian lowered her eyes, her voice was extremely cold, filled with extreme impatience and boredom.

Chen Yang let go subconsciously.

Chao Jian put away her crutches and left the hall.

"It's okay, there's a lot of noise at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed."

Wen Qing patted Chen Yang on the shoulder and muttered, "Oh, there's no bed here."

Chen Yang didn't hear it clearly, snowflakes flashed in his mind, as if the antenna of an old TV set had been dialed by someone, and the channel could not be received.

Why do you get angry out of nowhere, thinking that Xiang Dong is too noisy?

Still think Xiangdong is too ugly?

Even he was implicated, regardless of the person who was marked by the ghost.

It was clearly agreed that Yang Qi would be used by him.

Chen Yang's thoughts were still flashing irregularly, and the young man who hadn't walked a few steps turned back and stood in front of him, leaning on his crutches and bending over.

"You want to die?"

Chen Yang was enveloped by a sinister aura, and stood uncomfortably to the side.

The voice above the head somehow got colder: "Then you won't follow me closely?"

Chen Yang was interrupted when he wanted to explain.

"How many times have I said it, you are just like that ugly monster on the ground, you don't have a long memory."

Chao Jian's hand holding the cane trembled slightly, and her heavy and dangerous breath was full of restraint: "You want to be beaten too."

Chen Yang shook his head without thinking about it. He had never experienced how painful it was to hit someone with a crutch. He could tell that just hearing the sound of it bumping against flesh and blood could make one's heart tremble.

"I think you are angry, and you want to be alone for a while, and you don't want me to follow you."

Chen Yang cared about this partner, and he racked his brains to resolve this sudden dispute: "I hear your tone is quite annoying to me."

"It seems that I heard it wrong. Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, the ghost attacked me just now when we were separated. I am already cold now."

"I still have a long memory, and I cherish my life. If you can no longer control your emotions in the future, I will ask you clearly."

No response.

The suppressed violent aura faded a little.

Chen Yang knew that the turmoil would subside, so he said, "I want to go to the bathroom, you go with me, we'll talk about other things later."

In the "da da" sound of the crutches being struck, there was a vague voice: "It's not for you."

Chen Yang's footsteps slowed down. As a young man, his mood was restricted by drugs, his temperament was unpredictable, and he even sometimes behaved inexplicably, which he could understand.

"I'm a few years older than you. If you want, you can call me brother."

He stopped at Jane.

Chen Yang also stopped, he was weird and embarrassed, he didn't know why he said that sentence.

It seems that it has been on the lips for a long time, and it slipped out without paying attention.

"Brother?" Qian Jian's lips moved lightly, with a smile that was not a smile.

Chen Yang's face twitched, and he didn't bark if he didn't bark, why this expression.

Chao Jian regained her indifference in an instant: "Let's go."

"What's good about a partner, it's interesting to play alone."

Wen Qing complained to the backs of the two of them.

Elder Feng looked at the newcomers who were also heading in that direction, his white beard trembling: "Xiaowen, you should be envious."

"I envy?"

Wen Qing heard the "ha" of the big joke: "The relationship between partners is nice to say, idealistic, but in fact, the small danger does not need the other party's help, and the big danger can't be helped by the other party, so you can save your own life."

"It's not over yet. It's often the partner who puts a sniper in the back. I've seen it a lot."

Mr. Feng couldn't agree with his negative thoughts: "There are people who live and die together."

"Life and death together? What the hell," Wen Qingchao raised his chin to the long-haired man, "Painter, have you seen it?"

The painter Lili windbreaker: "I haven't seen it before."

"Old man, Mr. Feng, do you hear me?"

Wen Qing laughed a few times, and in the next second, he was like a balloon that was punctured by someone. He lacked interest and was depressed. He lowered his head and played with coins for a while, then pointed to the security inspection machine: "What about toilet paper and shampoo?" What? Just let it go?"

Others also looked over.

Feng Lao said: "Wait a little longer, maybe the security inspection machine will produce something."

Wen Qing kicked and was still dizzy, and took the opportunity to pay back the revenge of being beaten in the morning: "Then where is this lunatic on the ground?"

"I come."

The painter slowly put on disposable gloves, grabbed Xiang Dong's leg, and dragged him away.

The outside of the station has not changed, and the inside has not changed. You can only see the time of day.

When it was time to eat dinner, everyone went to find something to eat. After eating, they went back to the second floor and stayed in the first waiting room up the escalator.

Now I don't know who the three trains are.

I don't show it to others, and I don't tell anyone about it. I keep it a secret.

3291 is the bus at 10:[-] in the morning, and you have to wait in the fifth waiting room opposite the ninth waiting room.

When the time comes, see who passes by.

Let's see if they die or not.

In this way, it may be possible to deduce what is going on with the things in the security inspection machine.

In the VIP room, Chen Yang smelled the stewed meat smell on his clothes and read the book. He turned every page very slowly, trying to prepare for the exam.

"Publication time no."

Chen Yang said to himself: "Judging from the feel of the book, it should be a few years old, and the posture is very traditional."

A voice sounded from the side: "Do you know well?"

Chen Yang said without hesitation: "I've seen more or less action movies."

After saying that, he hurriedly closed the book, and turned to look at the boy who woke up at some point.

"Don't sleep?"

He turned his head to Jane and glanced at him, as if to say, whether I sleep or not, has something to do with your reading?

Chen Yang laughed dryly.

"When you wake up, let's talk about Lao Li. He said at that time, it will be your turn soon, and you will all be like me."

Chen Yang abruptly changed the subject: "What do you mean? They will all die?"

Chao Jian opened the milk tablet: "Go home."

"Go home? Didn't he go back? Didn't even die..."

Chen Yang was surprised: "He thinks he can?"

If this were the case, the scene where Lao Li waved his hand would not be horrifying, but tragic.

Chen Yang touched the corner of the book and stroked the rolled edge: "Did Lao Li tell us that at the time? Or those ghosts who died in the station and failed to get on the train?"

Chao Jian: "Maybe both."

Chen Yang said again: "Then he already knew he was a ghost? When I was talking to him in the waiting room, I really didn't realize it."

Chao Jian said: "He probably forgot that he was dead, and only remembered after passing the ticket gate."

Chen Yang shivered.

Lao Li was running towards the platform very eagerly, but suddenly stopped and turned around!

"He asked us to go to the newsstand, it's definitely not for him to collect the body." Chen Yang's neck was a little cold, "I can't figure it out, what is he going to tell us through the uniform? What do you think?"

Chao Jian raised her hand and pointed to her temple: "What am I?"

Chen Yang said: "Head."

Chao Jian asked again: "How many?"

Chen Yang: "One."

Chao Jian pushed the milk tablet into her mouth: "Not long?"

Chen Yang shook his head.

Chao Jian threw the packaging bag of milk tablets into his arms: "Then how can I know everything?"

Chen Yang: "..."

There is an inexplicable sense of admiration from vicious parents who want their child to get perfect marks in the entrance examination and drive him to death.

"Discuss." Chen Yang still wanted to hear the young man's opinion.

Looking back at Jane, she leaned back on the leather chair: "The matter of Lao Li is over, let it go, and whatever you want to know will come out later."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until then."

Chen Yang took out the roll of toilet paper from his backpack and used up one-third of it.

Zhao Jian took the paper, pulled off a section, and wiped her hands slowly.

Chen Yang stared blankly.

"you……"

Chen Yangteng stood up, snatched the paper and threw it into the leather chair, and walked back and forth in front of Chaojian angrily: "If I really violated the rules, you can still help me. Now it's all right, all wiped out, you are fooling around."

Chao Jian said nothing.

Chen Yang hit the cotton with his fist, there was no sound, only a suffocating breath, which was all blocked in his chest, and he was uncomfortable. He sat back and turned the book out of the version 2.0 in Xiang Dong's hand.

The fragile paper trembled.

Chen Yang's eyes froze as he randomly scanned the pages of the book.

There are words!

"Chao Jian, look."

Chen Yang put aside the boy's self-assertion and recklessness just now, pulled his sleeve, his voice trembled with excitement: "Look here."

The excitement of discovering the clues did not infect Chao Jian, he said very coldly: "I can't see, you are sitting too far away."

Chen Yang hurriedly sat down with the book, his legs touching his: "Can you see it now?"

He bowed his head and approached Jane.

"The pen seems to be out of oil. I have aimed many times at the words. The aiming is not neat, like weeds, and it is crossed out after writing." Chen Yang also leaned his head, "I can't make it clear, can you recognize it? What is it?"

The more you try to see clearly, the more blurred you become.

Zhao Jian lowered her eyelids halfway, stroked the scribbled area with her index finger, and stroked each word with her clean fingertips.

Chen Yang's gaze followed his fingers.

Tracing the traces left on the paper in this way is like literacy for the blind.

After a while, Chao Jian withdrew her hand, reached for the toilet paper behind Chen Yang's butt, and wiped that finger several times.

"I can't go back," he said.

Chen Yang didn't understand for a moment: "What?"

"Word." Chao Jian pressed her eyes, feeling a little tired between her brows.

Chen Yang looked at the scratches according to the five characters, but he still couldn't match them. He gave up and flipped through the book, but he didn't find the writing, and neither did the other book.

Only one sentence.

Chen Yang took a picture with his mobile phone: "These words have no beginning and no end, who would have left them?"

"It's not like the words that Lao Li can write."

Chao Jian said: "Tear off that page, don't take the book with you, just put it anywhere."

Chen Yang followed suit without any nonsense.

Chao Jian said in a casual tone: "The book is full of actions, you read for a long time, and there is no reaction at all?"

Chen Yang froze for a moment when he was closing his cell phone. He cleared his throat, calmly and firmly said: "I am a normal man, if I don't respond, it's not because I have a problem, it's because the situation has affected my performance."

Chao Jian: "..."

"You are not like me at this age. It is the time when you are full of energy and blood."

Chen Yang fought back calmly: "Just now when you were discerning the characters, you touched them with your hands. How could you be so quiet?"

Chao Jian spit out a few words: "It's too ugly, I don't feel it."

Chen Yang was blocked for a while by his concise answer: "There are a few pages that are pretty good."

Glancing at him at Jane: "You have really bad eyesight."

Chen Yang: "...".

"Where did you find these two little yellow books at the newsstand to the west?"

Chen Yang remembered that this guy didn't move around much after he went in in the morning, and it was impossible to go by himself at other times, they were always together.

"Not a newsstand."

The boy's answer was unexpected, and Chen Yang's mind raced: "Is that the bookstall outside the ninth waiting room?"

Chao Jian did not deny it.

"I looked through all the mess last night and didn't find it."

Chen Yang said to himself, "You took it before I searched for it."

"Hands are really fast." While speaking, he glanced at the hand on his lap, with long phalanges.

Chao Jian didn't seem to notice it, she raised her hands a little bit, and her ten fingers touched each other.

Chen Yang was fascinated by it, and his mind was still spinning. Xiang Dong's book was found at a newsstand, but these two were not.

So, where else?

It's normal, the bookstall will sell private goods.

Just make a password if you know how to do it.

However, there are so many newspapers, magazines and books, why write on them, and write such a decadent and hopeless content.

Under what circumstances was it written?

"Eat less."

Chen Yang came back to his senses for a while, and said something to the boy who opened the milk film again, with a bit of mother-in-law's advice, but he didn't notice it, took out his mobile phone after speaking, and flipped through the postcards taken at the newsstand on the west side.

Many photos, each of which was taken close-up.

The postcards are not of people, and there are no pets. They are all the scenery of Qingcheng.

Chen Yang adjusted his mentality, concentrated on flipping through the photos one by one, and found something, with a swipe of his fingertips, he returned to the previous photo and enlarged it.

"handsome guy!"

Wen Qing's voice suddenly came from outside: "It's about to kill someone!"

Chen Yang's thoughts were scattered, he locked the screen of the phone unhappily, and asked, "What?"

"Let's go out and have a look." Wen Qing ate something, babbling and babbling in his voice, "Our poor uncles, they dare not fight back after being beaten, it's too horrible to look at."

Chen Yang gave the crutch to the boy.

Chao Jian got up on crutches: "Mind your own business."

"Sun and his party reminded me of a patient who used to sleep next door to me. He had a similar personality. He would give me the books he had read and talk to me about the things in the books. He was very knowledgeable. He committed suicide the night before he was discharged from the hospital. , no one knows what he thinks."

Chen Yang sighed: "Stop talking, let's go quickly."

The corner opposite the escalator is noisy.

When Chen Yang listened to the movement, he saw not only the couple, but also Luo Hua's ruthless senior brother and sister.

And Sun Xingxing curled up in the corner, there were many shoe prints on his clothes, and his hand holding the briefcase was blue and red. He whimpered so softly that he didn't dare to cry loudly.

Chen Yang shouted: "Mr. Sun?"

Sun Xingxing moved his head while hiding behind the briefcase, and his thin body trembled.

Chen Yang went to pull him: "How is it?"

Sun Xingxing touched the glasses at his feet and put them on. The lenses shattered into cobwebs, and the world was torn apart. The faces in front of him seemed to have been scratched many times by knives. It took him a long time to focus on the first place. On a person who walks toward himself.

"Can you go?" Chen Yang frowned.

The man's pale face was stained with tears, his red and swollen eyes were drooping behind the lens, and his bloody lips squirmed: "Yes... thank you..."

Chen Yang helped him up, and turned to look at Brother Japanese.

Brother Lin recalled that he looked at him in the same way in the morning, with approval and solemnity in his eyes, which made people feel the urge to cater to him.

Brother Lin did that in the morning, and this time is no exception.

"My junior sister and I were going to the first floor to see if we found anything, and we met these two on the escalator."

Brother Lin pointed to the couple who wanted to sneak out now, and moved his fingers to the woman: "This lady, last night, she yelled at my junior sister indiscriminately. It was like that again just now. Her words were ugly and unreasonable. I plan to take her with you." My junior sister went downstairs, but she stopped me."

Chen Yang's eyes wandered among the four, focusing on the couple who were about to quarrel.

The man's hair is oily and sloppy.

The woman is small, and she is more than enough to match him in appearance. Now she doesn't have the tenderness and sweetness in the study room, only bitterness.

They started the fight in the aisle last night.

The reason is that the man looked more at the opposite sex, but he didn't expect that the opposite sex was Xiaoxiao.

Chen Yang was still thinking at the time, maybe the man's eyes revealed something, and his girlfriend didn't choose to swallow her anger.

He secretly noticed this, and it was true.

In a few breaths, the man peeked at Xiaoxiao twice.

Probably because his girlfriend is too noisy, coupled with the current situation where life and death are unknown, his emotions will collapse as soon as he says it. He thinks it would be good if the person he likes is quiet and gentle.

He was able to get back together after the quarrel, which showed that he hadn't lost all his feelings for his girlfriend.

It's just that he wants better.

I have never eaten it, and I always feel that it is more fragrant than the one in my own bowl.

Girls are very delicate, and the petite woman finds out that her boyfriend has unruly thoughts and can't control it, so she points the finger at the person who caused him to go astray.

"Why should I stop, don't you have points?"

The little woman gave Xiaoxiao a disgusted look, and said eccentrically, "It's not enough to have a licking dog around, but also to hook up with other boyfriends, it really opened my eyes."

The blood on Xiaoxiao's face faded a bit, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.

Brother Lin was about to get angry when he was preempted by an interesting voice: "This is wrong."

Wen Qing looked at the small woman with a look of melon: "Ma'am, your boyfriend looks average, the oily hair can make a bowl of stir-fried vegetables, and the rest can make a soup, the head is from the station yesterday Did you wash it before, the hair volume on the top of the head and on both sides is a bit thin, and it seems to have a tendency of seborrheic alopecia..."

"Oh, it's too far away."

He gave Xiaoxiao a thumbs up and said, "This young lady's brother is a good-looking talent, she doesn't even like her, and he still hooks up with your boyfriend? I don't understand the logic very well, can you explain it?"

There were several women in the crowd, and they all cast contemptuous glances at the little woman.

Brother Ren's face, temperament, conversation, clothes, everything is very high-quality, and he doesn't look at how virtuous your boyfriend is.

Sorry to make trouble.

It was obvious that his boyfriend was a toad and wanted to eat swan meat.

It's embarrassing enough.

If it were them, they would have their men smoke all over the floor looking for teeth, and they would break up after smoking.

The little woman was trembling with anger, and her boyfriend pretended to be dead and refused to help her, so she pinched his back, twisted tightly, and sneered angrily: "Some women like to be missed, so as to satisfy their vanity! "

Xiaoxiao's face turned paler.

Brother Lin looked at her worriedly, gritted his teeth and scolded, "Slut."

"Who are you calling a shrew?"

The little woman stopped pinching her man, and said hoarsely: "Who is a shrew, try saying it again!"

Brother Lin ignored it, and continued to say to Chen Yang: "The lady in the back started arguing with her partner."

He pointed to Sun and his party: "This gentleman came out of the first waiting room. When he passed by here, he was grabbed by her partner and dragged to the wall to beat him. Really, I'm sure he didn't provoke them. If you don't look at them, you will suffer an unwarranted disaster."

"When I stopped, the lady wanted to tear my junior sister's hair, and there were other people around, they..."

Brother Lin paused and didn't continue.

Chen Yang didn't look at the dodging eyes of the onlookers, he looked at the oily man: "Beat people for no reason."

The oily man's face changed again and again.

He and his girlfriend belong to T57, get off on the next bus.

Originally, they were fortunate that the train was at the back, so they were safer than many people, and the chances of getting out alive were very high.

Now he would rather be the next class 3291.

Because he was wrong. In fact, if the train is late, he will spend a long time in the station, and the more rules he has to face, the more dangerous he will be.

The oil-headed man's mental state is very unstable, with good times and bad times. His girlfriend did not appease his anxiety and panic, but instead clung to it because of a small matter.

This is a different space, and they still have to wait for the bus, so he won't really do anything.

But she just wanted to quarrel.

The oily man is annoyed by everything he looks at, and he wants to vent.

Just when he couldn't help but want to slap his girlfriend, the hunchbacked man appeared.

The oily man kicked up without thinking.

When he was awake, the greasy man just stopped, but he didn't regret it.

This kind of cowardly and incompetent person looks like he is scolded by his parents at home, beaten and scolded by his classmates at school, bullied by his colleagues at work, and dare not even fart.

Besides, he didn't hit too hard, just kicked a few times.

The oily man didn't say a word for a long time. He didn't want to explain to these people, and there was no need to gain favor.

Anyway, we don't know each other in reality, and we don't know how to help each other at the station. We all wait for the bus separately, so there is nothing to say.

The greasy-headed man didn't know that some people like to watch words and expressions, and through the changes in his expression, he peeked into the darkness in his heart.

Including the onlookers who have not yet withdrawn.

Those who are not relatives or relatives have nothing to do with themselves. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

They even looked down on the person who was beaten, a man with hands and feet, but he insisted on accepting it.

Isn't this self-inflicted?

Otherwise, why no one else was beaten, only he was beaten.

Victim guilt theory.

There are many bystanders in the society. Chen Yang has seen such thoughts a lot, and he doesn't feel much ups and downs in his heart. He wants to finish the task quickly and go back.

After the first round, 26 people left fifteen.

Some survived entirely by luck, some were cautious, and in short, they are not dead now.

But fifteen people produced too much negative energy.

The episode ends with an apology from the oily man and his girlfriend.

The oily man glanced at Xiaoxiao before leaving.

Brother Lin grabbed Xiaoxiao's arm and tightened unconsciously: "Before the ticket is checked, you will be alone. It's not safe to be alone."

"I won't do anything."

Xiaoxiao was strangled by him: "Brother Lin, let me go."

Brother Lin hurriedly took his hand away: "I'm sorry, I'm just..."

Xiaoxiao interrupted him: "I'm a little tired."

"Then go and sit in the waiting room." Seeing that Chen Yang had nothing to say, Senior Brother Lin took Xiaoxiao away.

Chen Yang turned his head and found that Sun Xingxing was gone: "Where is the person?"

"A stray dog ​​that no one keeps is injured, so they find a place to hide and lick their wounds."

Wen Qing turned to Feng and said, "I told you that you don't understand. You can see that you grew up under the bright sunshine. When you were studying, you were a famous figure in school. You can play ball and coax girls. You are the focus of attention wherever you go. It's the same when I enter the society, if there is any wound, I'm just playing the piano to the cow."

As a person who has been in a coma for two or three years due to serious injuries, has had difficult rehabilitation for more than half a year, and has not been discharged from the hospital for two days, Chen Yang has nothing to say.

People live for a lifetime, so long, no one has been injured.

"Handsome guy, I'm curious, how did you get along with Can..." Wen Qing corrected, "Li Mao became a partner."

Chen Yang looked confused: "Li Mao?"

Wen Qing pointed to Chao Jian: "Sorrel hair, chestnut hair."

Chen Yang: "..."

He raised his crutch to Jane.

Wen Qing withdrew immediately, her face still bruised.

Chen Yang glanced at the boy's hair, it was clean and fresh, it looked like it had just been dyed, and it hadn't grown black yet.

"The color you dyed is very beautiful."

Chao Jian said nothing.

In fact, Chen Yang wanted to say that he liked to dye his hair a few years ago, but he forgot the specific age group, but he only remembered that he dyed his hair the most.

It's a pity that the only audience at the scene spoke too little, and the topic couldn't be lively.

Chen Yang recalled the first time he heard the young man speak. On the boat, he wanted to pee, so he turned himself around. The pronunciation was unnatural, like an old gear, with a rusty smell between the lines.

For some reason at this moment, Chen Yang expressed his thoughts at that time.

"Has it been a long time since you spoke?"

Chao Jian didn't respond, he took two pills.

The third time today.

Just as Chen Yang was about to ask the boy why he ate more, he heard a series of crisp laughter.

"Are there any children in the station?"

After asking, his face changed dramatically.

No!

None of the taskers brought children with them!

Chen Yang knew where the laughter was coming from, but he didn't dare to look. He faced the young man motionlessly, his bleeding lips trembling slightly.

Female ghosts are more terrifying than male ghosts.

Little kids are the sum of them all!

"A pregnant woman died at the station five years ago." Chao Jian leaned into his ear and whispered.

Chen Yang's whole body was stiff.

"Woo... woo la ah... woo woo..."

A toy car whizzed by, accompanied by extremely vague music.

The toy car stopped behind Chen Yang.

A chill surged up from the soles of Chen Yang's feet, rushed to his heart, and spread out again. He stood there holding his breath, and a dense layer of goose bumps appeared on his back.

In Chen Yang's peripheral vision, something ran from behind.

It is humanoid, without skin.

Bloody.

Chen Yang's heart stopped beating, he thought idiotically, if a pregnant woman is pregnant, it means that the child is still in the womb and has not yet been born.

It's grown up now, just without the skin.

Chen Yang planned to pretend he didn't see anything.

At this time, there was a bitter voice from behind: "Big brother, you are blocking my way, and my car can't pass."

Chen Yang closed his eyes abruptly, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry."

He tried to move away, but he couldn't move his foot.

A hand grabbed his waist and pulled him aside.

After a while, Chen Yang opened his eyes after confirming that the yin energy had disappeared. His forehead was wet with cold sweat and glistened with water.

"You still don't see anything?"

Shaking his head at Jane.

Chen Yang paled: "Lao Li is in a special situation. Everyone has seen it. The lighter ghost asked me. Why can I see that kid?"

"It's about your mark."

Chao Jian said: "As time goes on, it will make you have the same kind of breath."

Chen Yang understood, it was because his yin energy was heavy and his yang energy was weak, and he was still looking for clues at this moment.

"Then can I inquire about information with ghosts?"

Throwing cold water on Jane: "They won't talk about it, and there are things to be afraid of after death."

Chen Yang was immediately discouraged.

There will be no advantages of bumping ghosts, it will be all disadvantages.

Then how can he comfort himself to have fun while suffering.

Chen Yang thought of the mark, and said to Chao Jian: "Pat the blisters on the back of my head, and I'll take a look."

Chao Jian: "Are you sure?"

Chen Yang nodded.

Chao Jian pointed to the trash can with her crutch: "Go over there."

He said in Chen Yang's bewilderment: "You can vomit."

Chen Yang didn't take it seriously, thinking that the young man was thinking too much: "No, I have a growth on my head, and it doesn't matter anything."

however……

Face slap.

Vomiting heartbroken.

Chen Yang only touched the blisters when he got burned in the morning, they were very soft and thin, and he never touched them afterwards.

Based on the pain, he guessed it was half the size of a fifty-cent coin.

Who would have thought it would be bigger than a dollar coin.

It is growing and festering.

"It's disgusting." Chen Yang drank a few mouthfuls of mineral water to rinse his mouth, "The dark gray circle around the blister is the mark?"

Chao Jian said, "It's just light gray in the morning."

Chen Yang said dryly "Oh": "It also automatically darkens the color, and when it's all black, take me away."

Chao Jane frowned: "I can't take you away."

Chen Yang was taken aback, he wouldn't believe someone else told him this, but this person said that he couldn't believe it even if he didn't want to.

"If you don't apply the ointment, it's useless to apply the hands and feet made by ghosts."

"You are marked with a burn." Chao Jian said, "The ointment can relieve your burn."

Chen Yang was surprised: "Then every time I hurt, it's not because of burns, but because of marks?"

Chao Jian: "Yes."

Chen Yang took a deep breath, and Feng Lao's words "big murder" echoed in his ears, and he slowly screwed on the cap of the mineral water.

I don't expect to be alive and kicking, I have arms and legs, I just want to have a breath until I leave.

3291 is around 17 o'clock in the morning on the 4th.

The second bus is coming, the ending is still unknown, and the atmosphere is still tense, but not to the extent that the first bus is coming.

The further you go, the calmer you are relatively speaking.

The security check machine did not ring again, and no one moved the four items.

It was very quiet in the station.

It was still early for the 3291 departure, Xiangdong and the others searched for newspapers on the second floor.

Except for the ninth waiting room which is located outside, we also searched, and there are people in the other eight waiting rooms.

Among the 15 people, fourteen were divided into two groups, and the artist acted alone.

Go faster.

Originally, the others wanted to stay in front of the same newsstand like last night, unwilling to disperse.

They feel that it is not safe for two people to share a waiting room, and they are afraid that they will not be able to escape when ghosts come.

Xiang Dong sent them away by saying, "The ghost is going to kill people, even if you all huddle together, you'll still pee your pants and wait to die."

They all came from newcomers, and their legs gradually stabilized from swinging.

If the group consciousness is weak, it is weak, at least there must be the awareness of "I have an ID card in my pocket, and I am doing a task".

Some are not at all.

Some have, but they still have a fluke mentality, waiting for a miracle.

If Chen Yang hadn't introduced the rules in the afternoon and revealed them to the public in time, there would not be fifteen people alive now, and some people would violate the rules.

Temporary luck, not permanent luck.

It turned out to be a good thing. I didn’t even say thank you one by one, and I didn’t do anything. I shrank here and there on the grounds of “I’m afraid”, and waited for others to find the rules and tell me.

Mom approved, is there such a good thing?dream!

If it weren't for the interference rules that Xiangdong didn't want to seek death