My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!.

Chapter 8

There was a low voice of laughter from the stereo, Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't tell whether it was an electrical noise or an accident when the disc was burned into it.But Lu Mingfei heard it clearly, the laughter was low and sullen, like the devil standing behind the protagonist in a ghost movie, and you can imagine the mocking sneer on his face when he was about to succeed.She was so frightened that her back was chilled, and she turned her head slowly, only to see the continuous rain screen lit by the rear lights outside the car.

The man's face changed, and blue blood vessels jumped out of the corners of his eyes, like a restless snake.In Chu Zihang's memory, he always slapped haha ​​loosely, as if it didn't matter if the sky fell, but at this moment his face was as determined as the steel that had just been quenched.

He had never seen a man with such an expression, it was someone else entirely.

Lu Mingfei felt that everything was wrong, and with the arrival of the laughter, all the voices around him disappeared.There was a slight vibration when the car was driving, the roar of the engine at super-high speed, and the cd that had been singing a female voice in a low voice for the last second also suddenly became mute. The inside of the car was quieter than when the cold war had just started, and she could only hear her own breathing that was getting heavier and more frightened. Voice.

There was a light knock on the door of the car, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at the car window next to them, and the shadow who bent over looked polite and wanted to say hello to the people in the car.Chu Zihang thought that it must be a traffic policeman. The broadcast said that the elevated road was closed, and anyone who dared to run on the road at such a time would have to be stopped and criticized and educated.

Chu Zihang reached out and wanted to lower the car window, but Lu Mingfei almost rushed over and hugged his arm and shook his head vigorously, his face turned pale.

The light and shadow on her side is better than that of Chu Zihang. Although the shadow disappeared in just one glance, she did see clearly that the shadow had a strange face, just like the one in Scream. Slender grimace mask.But that person didn't wear a fake on the highway in the middle of the night when he was full, but his face grew into that ghost.

The overwhelming fear surrounded the whole car, and Chu Zihang's face was pale because he saw the bright speedometer in the front row, the speed was 120 kilometers per hour.Is there anything that can follow a car at this speed and knock on the door at the same time?
The knock on the door hurried, two, four, six, eight, more and more figures gathered outside the car, with a dazzling silver light oozing from their faces, making the whole car pale.

Lu Mingfei held her head and tried to drill beside Chu Zihang. She didn't dare to look up at all. The things she had imagined before getting into the car were actually turning into reality... Will there be more terrifying things in the back? She dared not think about it.

Things like knives and claws slid through the glass and creaked. The entire window was covered with ghostly hands. The fingers of those things were longer than chopsticks. Only a few people could completely cover the window.Cracks were gradually drawn on the glass, and Chu Zihang looked at the man in front of him tremblingly.

"Don't be afraid... son!" the man whispered, his face as hard as pig iron, staring at the rearview mirror, "fasten your seat belt!"

Those words were like a ray of light, piercing the dreaded darkness, Chu Zihang's spirit was suddenly shocked, he suppressed the fear in his heart, grabbed Lu Mingfei's wrist to help her fasten the seat belt, and pulled himself tightly. Putting the seat belt on his body, the man's words made him feel that as long as he did it, he would be fine.

When the accelerator is kicked to the bottom, the Maybach body vibrates, and the speed increases to more than 180 kilometers per hour within a few seconds, and continues.It was raining heavily, and the stagnant water on the elevated road could not be drained at all, and the tires were almost slipping and jumping forward.But the shadows seemed to be as fast as the Maybach could go, and there was a water-silver light coming in from all directions, never ending, the golden pupils shining like torches, and the headlights flanked by rows of lights.

Chu Zihang suddenly felt that it wasn't that the ghosts were running too fast, but that the entire elevated road was already full of ghosts, welcoming them 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 this kind of place, you can only go forward, and you can survive, and you can only die if you go backward!"

Lu Mingfei trembled as if she had epilepsy, and the whispers of ghosts lingered in her ears.So hungry...so thirsty...I want that child's flesh...let's share this great life...

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the ghosts on both sides of the road to speak to her, but those voices seem to penetrate the bone marrow and penetrate into the soul. No matter how hard she tries to cover her ears, she can hear it clearly. It gets bigger and bigger, and at the end it's a whole string of unintelligible notes.

What's even more frightening is that she actually felt a touch of familiarity from those voices... When was it, and where was it?How could she have seen these things that knock on car doors on elevated roads?

Chu Zihang also began to hear those weird whispers. The ghosts seemed to be singing some ancient hymn in unison. They viciously burrowed into his mind like a snake. There was severe pain in the depths of his brain, and the text composed of messy lines and The image of the broken lens flashed and scrolled repeatedly in the depths of the mind.

The sky is glowing with blood-like brilliance, and the azure-blue edge extends to the distant skyline. The towering giant tree that once flourished with branches and leaves stands, one can't help but imagine that when it was still alive, its majestic figure almost obscured the sky. Day, the whole world shares its shadow.But now it is dead, the black dead branches extend in all directions, firmly supporting the broken sky, and the blazing fire falls like rain from the gaps in the branches and leaves, blasting brilliant fire on the cracked earth.Withered bones piled up the wasteland, dyeing the ground beneath the giant tree into a rotting pallor, and the black beast was leaping from the depths of the pile of bones, its wings covered with the bodies of the dead.It opened its huge bone wings and spit out black flames in the sky. The World Tree finally collapsed, and the blood-colored sky fell, swearing the end of this world.

Farther away, ancient armies in grass skirts and armed with spears were blowing their charge horns, and huge flaming blades fell from the sky down beside them, but no one was afraid.Crowds of people are climbing up along the dragon's wings, hitting the dragon's wing bones with sharp iron cones. Steam burrowed out of the ground, obscuring their last figures.

Above their heads, the sky is slowly falling, those distant myths and ancient histories are dying, the rubble is sparsely rolling over the crowd, and the black dragon's pupils seem to flow with golden lava, condescending and glaring at everyone who resisted him. Tiny life.

(End of this chapter)