Chapter 985

The world was spinning …

This was a true sense of the world spinning. At this moment, Su Bai completely lost his sense of direction and center of gravity. The only thing he could sense was that he was still holding the puppet in his hand, and it was still letting out that kind of scalp-numbing laughter. It could no longer be described as carsick. If not for the fact that Su Bai's mental willpower was much stronger than ordinary people, he might have lost his mind and become an idiot.

"Plop …"

Finally, the intense dizziness disappeared, and Su Bai's entire body landed heavily on a spot.

'It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts

"Hiss …"

Su Bai subconsciously touched his lower body,

'It's furry, is it a carpet?'

When he opened his eyes, his pupils began to focus again. Su Bai finally realized where he was. He was actually on a train. This place should be the dining room in the train. There were dining tables all around, and there was a food bar. The carpet was a very cheap old-fashioned carpet, and even the dining tables and chairs had a very retro feel.

Su Bai staggered to his feet. His arms, hands, and body were covered in bruises. This was enough to show how hard he had fallen. However, even so, there was not a single mark on the floor.

The puppet landed beside Su Bai. Now, it seemed to have become a real puppet. It did not cry or laugh.

He subconsciously wanted to activate his bloodline power to heal the injuries on his body. However, at this moment, Su Bai was surprised to discover that there were countless suction forces around him that kept sucking his strength over.

One hand was placed on the dining table, and his entire body was leaning on it. When Su Bai was on guard, the suction force that existed everywhere just now disappeared without a trace. It was as if it was afraid that Su Bai would discover its existence, or as if it was just joking with Su Bai.

The bruises on his body were slowly disappearing. Fortunately, Su Bai's skin was rough and his flesh was thick. If it were Fatso, he might have broken his bones.

'Is this the green train that I crawled on outside?'

Su Bai observed carefully. Although the restaurant workshop was very clean, it should be quite old. The equipment inside was also old. It did not look like a dining car on a train or a high-speed train.

"Heh …"

Su Bai suddenly felt that it was very funny,

'What the hell,'

'I fell and directly entered the train?'

'Then wouldn't Fatso and Gongzi Hai, who were still holding onto the railing and running with the train become a joke?'

However, Su Bai could not bring himself to laugh at all. Judging from the previous reaction of the puppet and the strangeness of the green train, it was not really a lucky thing that he had come in inexplicably. There was no such thing as a pie falling from the sky in this world. Even if there was, it would still smash people to death.

Picking up the puppet on the ground, Su Bai prepared to leave and check the other carriages. Regardless of whether he had entered the Green Train or not, he could not stay in one place all the time.

On the bar counter of the dining car, there were two baskets of steamed buns. They were covered with a layer of white cloth and were still warm.

Although this feeling was very strange, Su Bai was not afraid of cold. He actually took two steamed buns from there, took a bite, chewed, and swallowed.

"Shredded radish filling, not bad."

While eating the steamed buns, Su Bai pushed open the door of the dining car. In front of him should be the sleeper workshop, and only a small path on the side could allow people to pass.

When Su Bai walked over, he found that all the small doors of the sleeper rooms were closed. When he walked to the middle, Su Bai personally pushed open a small door. There were six beds inside, three layers on the left and right, and the quilts and pillows were arranged neatly.

After closing the door, Su Bai continued to walk forward. After passing the sleeper workshop, there was the soft-seat workshop in front. These two green trains were not very long to begin with. All of them added up were about seven or eight carriages. For a green train that transported passengers, it was indeed a little short, but after all, it was used by the radio station to transport listeners. Such a long length was actually very extravagant. How many listeners were qualified to be transported to that place?

"Do you smoke?"

Just as Su Bai walked to the middle of the soft-seat workshop, a voice suddenly came from behind him. Su Bai turned his head and looked. It was a young man in a white shirt sitting there with a cigarette in his hand.

However, Su Bai was sure that when he walked over, he did not notice this person at all. Moreover, it was impossible that he did not notice him!

What is this place?

What is this environment?

How could Su Bai be so careless?

Reaching out, Su Bai was still prepared to take the cigarette, but the cigarette directly pierced through his hand,

This..,

Was fake?

"Oh, sorry, I forgot that I'm already dead." The young man in the shirt shrugged helplessly. "You definitely won't be able to smoke my cigarette. It's really boring."

The young man in the shirt stood up as he spoke. Su Bai noticed that the other party's gaze lingered on the doll in his hand for a while.

"Are you home?" The young man in the shirt asked.

"Yes, soon," Su Bai replied.

"Heh, I'm really home." The young man in the shirt smiled. "Go alive and come back dead. It's really polite and generous."

Su Bai naturally knew who the "It" the young man was referring to.

"The people in this carriage have already …" Su Bai stopped here. After all, the dead were the most important. In addition, the blood corpse had also returned from that place. Even if it was pulled into the story world by the radio and killed, the remnant soul still had the ability to pounce one last time and almost possessed Su Bai.

Even if these big shots were dead, they could not be underestimated.

"They're all dead. If they don't die, how can they come back?" The young man in the shirt sighed with some melancholy. "Finally, we're almost home."

Looking at the young man's reaction, Su Bai could not help but start guessing. Could it be that this train was really the "Hearse" arranged by the radio?

"I know what you're here for, and I'm very clear about it." The young man in the shirt looked at Su Bai and said, "I've left my things behind, but I remember that there are a few people whose things haven't been left behind. They were placed on the train like funerary objects and came back with him. It's just in front. Open that door and you'll see it. But I suggest you be careful. After all, some people, even if they're dead, their temper won't change at all."

"Thanks for the reminder." Su Bai turned around and walked to the sliding door in front of him. This was a soft seat carriage. Then, the front should be a hard seat carriage.

When he walked to the sliding door, Su Bai looked around. This train was very strange because from the last dining car to the sleeper compartment all the way to the soft seat compartment, there were no doors similar to the ones outside.

Perhaps, it could be explained that there were only a few passengers anyway, so there was no need to open so many doors. But it was a bit too strange. The radio was a nitpicky character. The things that it designed shouldn't have such a bug. Moreover, opening a door for each carriage didn't seem to be too troublesome, right?

Su Bai's hand was placed on the sliding door, but he didn't open it.

A cold breath came from behind Su Bai. The young man in the shirt was standing behind Su Bai at this time. His chin was on Su Bai's shoulder. Although he didn't have a body and even his soul was extremely weak, this feeling still made Su Bai very unhappy.

Gongzi Hai's performance was a kind of performance art. In fact, most gay people looked no different from ordinary people, and they wouldn't deliberately act like a seductive woman. But this person really made Su Bai feel disgusted.

"Why are you … still not opening the door?"

The young man in the shirt asked softly.

"The door is a bit heavy. I can't pull it." Su Bai retracted his hand from the door handle, took out a wet towel from his clothes, and wiped his hands. The whole process was extremely slow and unhurried.

The young man in the shirt slowly floated away and returned to his original position. He said faintly:

"So, I'm still too impatient."

"En, a little." Su Bai said, "Although you expressed that kind of feeling, to be honest, I don't think that the kind of emotion and style of supporting the back after death would appear in my predecessors."

The young man in the shirt nodded, "Yeah, how could they do such a thing? They are just a group, a group …"

The young man in the shirt seemed to be thinking about how to describe those people, but he couldn't find the right words. Therefore, he didn't describe them. Instead, he smiled unexpectedly, "You actually managed to get information out of me."

"What the hell are you!?" Su Bai looked at the young man in the shirt warily. From his words just now, the young man in the shirt had clearly set himself against Lychee and the others. He was obviously not a listener sent to that place by the radio.

In fact..,

It was possible..,

He was actually the thing that the radio sent the listeners to that place to deal with!

"Who am I?" The young man in the shirt licked his lips.

"It's something," Su Bai reminded him.

"Hehe." The young man in the shirt placed one hand on the seat and the other hand held a cigarette. "You know, I learned this action from someone. Although I've never tasted tobacco before, I think it should be pretty good because when I see him smoking, I feel that he enjoys it.

So, do you have a cigarette on you? "

"You don't have a body now. Even if you have a cigarette, you can't smoke it."

"Hiss …" The young man in the shirt patted his head regretfully. "Yeah, it's really cruel. This is the first time I've seen a real cigarette, but I can't smoke it."

The tone of the young man in the shirt suddenly changed at this moment.

"If you don't open the door, you will die."

"Just you, a dead soul?" Su Bai asked disapprovingly.

"Oh, right …" The young man in the shirt said somewhat embarrassedly, "I forgot to introduce you to our friends …"

As soon as he finished speaking, every seat in the entire soft-seat workshop was instantly filled with people.