The Last Train to Hell

And those events that I regard as important are not that important.

"What should I do? I don't know what to do? How about we wait for death and let nature decide? Let's see when the King of Hell tells us to go to the underworld. There is someone who will keep me company on the road. I'm not afraid either."

I said it jokingly, feeling a little pessimistic in my heart.

This pessimistic mood cannot always affect me, but at least at this moment, my heart is filled with it.

I took out the last coin that Bai Xian left for me in my pocket.

I rubbed it over and over in my hands, finally calming down.

No matter how others treat me?

At least everything has nothing to do with Bai Xian.

For Lin Hualong and Wang Jiuye, Bai Xian was a sudden surprise.

For Jin Suocheng and others, I am afraid that Bai Xian is also a surprise.

I no longer want to sow discord between Lin Hualong and Wang Jiuye.

Even if they don't have a good relationship, it doesn't do me any good.

Many of the things I do now are typically harmful to others but not beneficial to myself.

It was really difficult to survive in the cracks, and I thought about walking away.

But the situation in Eryang Village, if I don’t figure out what’s going on here, I will even return to Eryang Village.

I don’t think it can solve the problem for them, and I think some things happened in Eryang Village.

It was also the plan of Jin Suocheng and others.

"Take it one step at a time, eat first, get a good sleep, and stay the same as the situation changes."

I said this in a light tone, as if I was very confident, and I believed that I was confident.

It was rare that I had a good dream and fell into a deep sleep.

In my sleep, I saw a white woman.

Bai Xian actually appears in my sleep?

She didn't mean to talk to me. Instead, she kept rubbing the coins in her hand.

Keep saying to the coin, "It's okay, you can do it, it's okay, you can do it."

I felt like she wasn't talking to the coin, but to me.

I was so excited that I wanted to rush over and hug her, but I suddenly woke up.

The coin that I originally carried in my arms is now held in my hand.

Is it because I unconsciously held it in my hand that I dreamed of Bai Xian?

If this is really the case, I will probably hold this thing in the palm of my hand every night when I go to bed.

In my life, it is related to the last bus on No. 14, and the only person who can give me comfort in the future is Bai Xian.

I wish she were waiting for me in that place.

I put the coin in my hand again and clenched my fist tightly.

I fell asleep with a satisfied smile. After falling asleep this time,

I saw Sun Laoqi in my sleep. There was an anxious look on his face.

"You guys need to hurry up and deal with the matter of the last train on Route 14. Now the spiritual world is going to be in chaos. If you don't deal with the last train on Route 14 quickly, I'm afraid the structure of the spiritual world will undergo big changes."

I don't quite understand. Am I really that capable?

It can also affect the pattern of the spiritual world, so you think too highly of me, right?

Sun Laoqi saw me dumbfounded and hit me on the head with a pipe pot.

"You kid, have you listened to what I said? The matter of the last train on Route 14 must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise the area of ​​Shan'ao Village will become a world dominated by spirits and evil spirits, and the last train on Route 14 will also It will become a hearse, and it will be like adding fuel to the fire to the spiritual world.”

I came to my senses and nodded hurriedly.

Then Sun Laoqi's pipe pot hit me on the forehead again.

I woke up again. This time, it was already dawn outside.

It can be said that I just spent the whole night in a daze.

In fact, before driving the last bus on Route 14, I was a person who seldom dreamed.

Now I have dreams every night, about some weird things.

It's not a good thing for me. I feel that my body is very tired, but it can't be said that it is difficult to accept.

He rubbed his sore neck.

When I accidentally brushed my forehead with my fingers, I found that my forehead hurt.

I pulled out a small mirror from the bedside of Duanmei and looked at my forehead.

There was indeed a green mark, and I showed my movements.

I found that this mark really seemed to be the mark of Sun Laoqi's pipe pot.

The dream he entrusted me with, I didn’t expect him to be quite old himself. Why did he entrust me with the dream?

I think back to the two sentences he said to me in my sleep yesterday.

His tone was extremely serious and anxious. Could it be that things were really going to get worse?

But even if I want to solve the problem of the last bus on Route 14, I don’t know where to start.

Now I am alone and weak, and it is difficult enough to survive in the cracks.

Where does he have the confidence to expect me to solve these things?

Don't say he doesn't believe me, I don't believe I have such a great ability.

If I really had such great abilities, I would be very emotional.

I shook my head helplessly, feeling a little aggrieved.

But what Sun Laoqi said must have its meaning.

Speaking of which, Sun Laoqi is the person Bai Xian trusts.

So far, Sun Laoqi has not done anything detrimental to me.

Like the man in the suit, he is a barely believable person.

As for Duanmei, he is also in this category, but he is more credible than the other two.

The quilt next to me has been folded, very neatly.

This surprised me a little, because when Duanmei got up before, he didn't fold the quilt.

He folded it so neatly, as if he was going to do something.

I felt very strange, and shouted twice, and the whole room was quiet.

There was no sound at all, which made me feel a little uneasy.

I got dressed, got off the bed and walked around the living room.

I found that there was no one in the living room, and I prayed in my heart and comforted myself.

Duanmei must have gone out to buy things and vegetables, where could he go?

However, when I saw the note on the table, I felt like I was struck by lightning.

I took the note in my hand tremblingly and went to see what was written on it.

When I saw what was written on it, my head was throbbing with pain.

Duanmei actually said that he had something to do and would be out for a while, maybe one or two years, or maybe three or five days.

Where was he going and what was going on?

I took out my cell phone and called Duanmei, but found that Duanmei's phone was turned off.

There was also the key to their house on the table, and Duanmei's action made me feel a little embarrassed.

The owner had left, so what was the point of me staying as a guest?

But if I didn't live in Duanmei's house, I felt that I had nowhere to go.