After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

Chapter 161 Death Train 4

After having a satisfying meal, Yang Guang continued to stay on the narrow train bed, swiping his phone to look for something.

"11, send me the stops of the train."

Normally a train takes three days to run and should stop many times along the way. Yang Guang didn't know whether this train would stop.

There was a death plan recorded in the memo of the mobile phone. Obviously, the departure of his lover was a big blow to him. If he hadn't arranged the funeral affairs for both himself and Liang Yue, he probably wouldn't have survived until now.

Yang Guang carefully compared the address on his cell phone's memo with the train station address that 11 sent him, and finally confirmed the place where his lover died.

That was the last stop of the train. After stopping at this station for a while, the train would directly reach the final destination, which was the primeval forest that their entire research team longed for.

This station is quite long, and it is from this station that the train needs to pass through many tunnels.

It is a place surrounded by mountains with peaks like forests. My lover also disappeared in a cave somewhere among the mountains.

The explanation given to them at the time was that the route was too old and the cave had fallen into disrepair. After heavy rainfall not long ago, a landslide occurred inside, burying the train inside.

The news was suppressed and compensation was distributed as usual, but the families of the deceased never got the bodies of their loved ones back.

Although this matter was suppressed and not many people knew about it, it still triggered a series of discussions among those who knew about it.

Some people said that the accident site was haunted, so the construction team could not enter and could not dig out the body.

Some people said that it was because the landslide was too severe and the terrain was complex, making it difficult to transport equipment into the mountainous area. Manual digging was like looking for a needle in a haystack, so they gave up looking for the body.

Some people also said that this place was occupied by a demon, and the people in that car were the sacrifices set by the demon.

All kinds of rumors are flying around, with different opinions and they are getting more and more outrageous.

In fact, Yang Guang doesn’t care about these things. He only cares about whether his lover rests in peace.

The sky gradually darkened, and Yang Guang felt the sadness in his heart become stronger. Maybe it was because the night always expanded people's emotions. Yang Guang built a nest on the bed with the quilt and pillow, then arched into it and put himself in the nest comfortably.

……

If your lover can't come back, then go find him/her.

If I and my lover died in the same place, would I have the chance to see him/her again?

The slightly rocking carriage became a cradle. Even though he had slept for such a long time in the afternoon, Yang Guang felt a little sleepy again as it was just getting dark.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier... heavier and heavier... Yang Guang felt as if he was sinking into someone's arms. The gentle shaking feeling coupled with the faint sounds that appeared from time to time made Yang Guang give up struggling and fall into a deep sleep.

Five minutes later, the light in the small room went out with a snap, leaving only the faint moonlight from the window, giving outlines to the objects in the room.

"Sleep well, my little lamb..."

A sound that was as elusive as mist in the air drifted in the air. Even if someone heard it, they would think they were hallucinating.

The frown on Yang Guang's face relaxed while he was sleeping, and his curled up body slowly opened up, as if someone was holding him and fiddling with his arms and legs, and he adjusted his sleeping position.

The jet-black hair spread on the white pillow. Yang Guang was wrapped in the quilt, leaving only the upper half of his face exposed.

The quilt was tucked under his chin, revealing Yang Guang's nose and mouth, allowing him to breathe more easily.

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"Da, da, da, da, da..."

The second hand of the watch on the table moved at a constant speed, making a very tiny sound. The sound of the second hand moving was very small, but the screams in the distance were very loud.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The man's shouting came from somewhere and suddenly woke up Yang Guang who was sleeping.

Yang Guang opened his eyes a crack with all his strength, then fumbled with his hands to open his cell phone.

12:01, a time when things often go wrong in horror movies.

"..."

Yang Guang sighed silently, then climbed out of the comfortable bed. When he pushed open the door, he found that the temperature outside was much colder than inside.

"hiss……"

Yang Guang shuddered from the cold and his hand that was holding the door loosened. Then the door closed by itself with a clang.

Yang Guang looked at the scene in front of him, blinked, and then said to himself in confusion: "Is the wind blowing?"

After putting on his coat, taking his cell phone, putting his things in his backpack and putting it on his back, Yang Guang pushed the door open again and walked out.

This time, the door did not close automatically.

Yang Guang looked around, opened the door, and found nothing unusual, then began to ask 11.

"11, which car is the sound coming from?"

11: "Hard seat car No. 7."

Yang Guang raised his foot and walked in that direction.

What's strange is that the further you go in that direction, the worse the environment in the carriage becomes. The carriage where Yang Guang lives in the soft sleeper looks very normal. Except that there is no one there, it is no different from the interior of an ordinary train.

But now, there was something obviously wrong with the carriage that Yang Guang stepped into.

When he opened his eyes, the car was pitch black. Yang Guang didn't dare to turn on the lights rashly. In order to save power, Yang Guang did not use his mobile phone, but asked 11 to get him a flashlight.

The light from the flashlight is straight in the shape of a tube. When the light falls on the wall or the ground, it presents a large oval shape. When Yang Guang first went out, he didn't think it was a big deal, but the further he walked, the more dust there was in the light column.

The dust particles visible to the naked eye gathered together, making Yang Guang feel that something was wrong.

I had clearly passed by this hard-seat carriage during the day and it was normal during the day, but now, there was a thick layer of dust on the seats and the small table.

Shaking the flashlight left and right, Yang Guang approached various nooks and crannies and looked carefully. Not surprisingly, he found some tiny bloodstains.

It was not fresh, bright red blood, but old blood that had become dried and black.

Yang Guang frowned. He walked and observed the surrounding environment. Then he found that the further he went, the more bloodstains he saw...

"Tread, step, step..."

Yang Guang moved his ears and then stopped.

Behind him...

It seems like there is one more person.

This person was following closely behind him, and although the footsteps completely overlapped with his own, Yang Guang still heard something wrong.

Because the footsteps behind me were getting louder and louder, and there was even a sign that they were trying to drown out my own footsteps.

Yang Guang felt his feet were cold and his hand holding the flashlight was stiff, but he quickly made a decision.

"Who?!"

Yang Guang shouted, then suddenly turned around and raised his hand to use the flashlight to illuminate the face of the person two steps behind him. With his other hand, he grabbed the shoulder bag that only had one strap on it, ready to throw it up at any time.

But the next second, the bag fell to the ground.

"Snapped."

The schoolbag raised a cloud of dust, and Yang Guang felt as if fog was filling up his eyes.

"lamb……"

"I miss you so much."