There are no ghosts in this world...

So, what did I just see?

Lu Xin squatted beside the corpse of the homeless man for a while, wondering if he would survive again, so that he could chat with him for a while, ask him why he was crying so sad, and ask him by the way. Is it a dead or alive now?

But seeing the smoke that I plugged into myself, it slowly burned only a little spark, and there was still no movement.

Lu Xin sighed helplessly, thinking that he should not survive.

Feeling a little disappointed, Lu Xin dispelled the idea of ​​pushing him twice to see if he would survive.

After all, this looked like a poor man, he had died under the bridge, and he was too disrespectful of him.

…

He dragged the suitcase and walked slowly from under the bridge hole.

I originally planned to hide here for one night, but there is already a dead tramp here, of course I have to find another place.

No normal person can stay here overnight when he sees a corpse under the bridge, right?

Step by step out of the bridge hole, I feel that the surroundings are a bit quieter.

It's not the kind of quiet just now because the crowds dispersed, but the whole city is as quiet as if it were empty.

Obviously the buildings in this city are very new, and the street lights in the distance are very bright, but Lu Xin feels that the city is empty, and no sound can be heard. . Only the sound of walking out slowly while dragging Gululu's suitcase from under the bridge hole.

His vision, a little bit from the darkness under the bridge hole, was adapting to the faint light of the street lamp outside.

But when he was about to walk out of the bridge hole, he was suddenly startled and raised his head subconsciously.

In front of him, from time to time, a pair of gently shaking legs appeared and almost hit his head.

Just now, I was walking out with my head down, but I didn't realize when these legs appeared.

Frowning and looking at the weakened legs, the faintly blue skin, and the small white leather shoes worn on these feet, Lu Xin tilted his body and came out from the side of the legs. He looked up. See this is a person hanging on the bridge.

She is a woman in her thirties. She tied the slender belt of her bag to the bridge post and then put herself on it.

The straps are tight, and the appearance of this woman looks terrible.

His face was blue with a strange purple color, his mouth was crooked into a painful shape, and his tongue was strangled out of his mouth.

Hanging on the bridge quietly and stably.

"When did this come?"

Lu Xin looked up at her, frowning slightly.

When I went in just now, there was no one hanging in here.

He also believed that he would not be able to hear anyone hanging here suddenly under the bridge.

Besides, judging from the appearance of this woman, she probably didn't just hang herself here.

When he looked at this woman with some doubts, his eyes suddenly opened under the dangling woman's tousled hair.

She glanced at Lu Xin quietly, and then her figure slowly disappeared.

"It's even stranger..."

Lu Xin shook his head slightly and looked at the railing on the bridge as if no one had appeared at all.

He didn't know how to explain this scene. After thinking about it for a while, he took the box and walked up from the bottom of the bridge. There is the light of street lamps quietly falling down on the side of the road.

I faintly felt that there seemed to be something different in this city.

But if he was asked to say it accurately, he couldn't say it.

The only thing that is clear is that in this bustling city that has entered a deep sleep, walking alone on the street feels very lonely.

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…

It's not a matter of standing on the street, so he dragged his suitcase and walked slowly forward.

The night wind whirled and blew past.

The sound of the wheels under the suitcase rolling on the concrete road is very monotonous.

Lu Xin didn't know where to go, so he could only drag his suitcase and walk slowly.

While looking at this quiet city and silent lights, I was also looking at this huge city and bright lights.

Maybe there are people in the buildings on both sides, or even in the cars parked on the side of the road.

However, because of sleep, I have distinguished myself from all these people.

He slowly, without knowing how long he walked, came to an intersection and stopped.

Not because I got to the destination, but because I saw something strange not far ahead.

It was two black shadows, like broken pieces of wood, with a bright red in the middle.

Lu Xin looked intently and found that it was a man lying on the ground. His body had become two sections. A part of the body was deeply sunken. The red blood plasma and crushed internal organs flowed all over the floor. , And a large part of it stuck to the ground.

This seems to be someone who had a car accident.

From this tragic scene, Lu Xin could guess how tragic the scene of the car accident was at that time.

When he stopped and looked at this miserable man, the upper half of this man seemed to have noticed that someone was watching him.

Leaning against the ground, with his back facing Lu Xin's head, he suddenly turned around slowly, mechanically.

The blood-squeezed eyes, and nostrils, were all red, staring at Lu Xin blankly.

"Pap, papa..."

Suddenly he slid his arms **** the ground, dragging half of his body and crawling towards Lu Xin.

Maybe it was because of the loss of half of the body that he crawled very quickly.

Lu Xin stood here quietly, watching him quickly crawl towards him, dragging out a long red.

But just when he was about to climb to his feet, his body became lighter and lighter, until he completely disappeared.

Looking up, the back half of his body was gone, and the sticky red substance on the ground was gone.

It seems all this is just my own illusion.

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…

"But if this is an illusion, are there more illusions here?"

Lu Xin thought slowly, dragging the suitcase and continuing to walk forward.

Gradually, he felt that there were more and more weird things in this city.

There was a car parked on the side of the road. There was a man with a blue face in the car, quietly holding a pot of carbon fire inside the closed car window.

There was a girl with a broken head like a peanut, holding a shoe, and crying quietly downstairs.

There is also a man with a knife in his belly, holding his intestines in both hands, and leaning over his shoulders helplessly.

How is this city?

Lu Xin walked past these shadows that were not real or illusory, and pondered quietly.

He didn't think it was an illusion created deliberately by someone.

Because the stories and emotions in these people don’t seem to be fabricated out of thin air...

So, this should be someone who once existed in this city, right?

They should have disappeared quietly in this city long ago, but now they have returned to that tragic scene.

"Huh..."

Lu Xin took a look at a watch worth 200,000 yuan.

It is now 12:58.

Two hours after the warning was issued before Tinder, that is, half an hour in the morning, it was still half an hour away.

In other words, these weird scenes are not intentionally created by Tinder.

So, why did these people appear?

…

Lu Xin pondered this question, and came to a small river. There was a row of benches in front of him. On the bench was an old man with a dirty head and a round bottle in his hand. He was drinking one by one. Xin sat down slowly beside her.

He still didn't think about where he should hide when he stayed, but he was a little tired from walking.

Sitting next to the bench, I saw the old man's iron-blue face and smelled the extremely pungent smell of the liquid.

Lu Xin sighed lightly and took out the cigarette.

The old man on one side was silent, slowly twisting his stiff neck, fixedly looking at him with red spots.

Lu Xin lit his cigarette, scratched his hair, and turned his head to look at the old man.

First glanced at the bottle, and said in surprise: "Paraquat?"

The old man remained silent, still just looking at him in silence, with a coldness that didn't look like a living person on Tieqing's face.

Lu Xin sighed sympathetically, and asked, "Aren't the children filial?"

The old man was still silent, but the coldness in his eyes seemed to be stronger.

The cold air on his body seemed to be released and spread to Lu Xin.

Lu Xin looked at her more sympathetically, and said softly: "I heard that drinking this is very painful..."

"..."

The old man was silent, and after a while, his figure slowly faded and disappeared on the bench.

Lu Xin finally stretched his body, stretched out his arms, and lightly put his arms on the back of the bench, sighing for a long time.

This bench finally belongs to him alone.

Tinder is too insidious.

He used the method of letting the people of the city take the initiative to go to sleep, making himself an outsider suddenly wonder what to do.

Anyway, if I let myself go to sleep now, I dare not sleep.

Simply, just wait here for him to come...

Thinking of this, Lu Xin faintly looked forward to the arrival of this one at one thirty in the morning.

Looking at the time on the watch over and over again, Lu Xin patiently sat on the bench and waited for that time to come.

Gradually, he felt more and more gloomy and cold around him, as if the temperature had been drawn away by some mysterious force.

The air has become more and more humid, and there seems to be some unknown substances, sticky, and a little sweet.

This belongs to... This seems to belong to the blood?

Lu Xin was slightly alert. When UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked up, he saw a looming mist rising from the black river in front of him.

"Click, click..."

The second hand moved little by little, one and thirty minutes away, getting closer and closer.

Until Lu Xin stared at the second hand for five full turns, and finally the minute hand trembled slightly at the "12" position.

"Woo..."

Suddenly an alarm sounded, but it was much lower than the previous alarm.

At the same time, Lu Xin suddenly raised his head, and suddenly heard the sound of neat and heavy boots landing.

The whole city is full of sighs and heavy.

Swish! Swish!

It is getting louder and heavier, mixed in the depressed air, quickly approaching from the edge of the city.