This is an old-fashioned train, and the furnishings of the carriages have a very vintage feel.

Zhang was the least dressed among the group. He didn't take it seriously because of his hot temper, but he was shivering from the cold in the snow.

"It's much warmer inside the carriage." He plopped down in a seat.

The others carefully observed the environment inside and did not move.

After Mingzhuo came in, he walked straight past everyone, found a seat, yawned, and said, "Yaoyao, I'm going to take a nap."

As she spoke, she put on an eye mask and leaned back in her seat, seemingly falling asleep.

Everyone else was a bit confused. You really dare to sleep in this kind of environment?

"Why don't we go and look around the carriages?" Yu Shangyuan suggested. "I have a feeling that there are more carriages than just ours."

He had previously lost face in the cave and was now eager to regain it.

After all, they are still filming a variety show, and the more proactive a person is, the more screen time they will get.

The others had no objections and were determined to follow him.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xian immediately stopped sitting and picked up his magic weapon, saying, "I'll join in too, I'll lead the way."

A paranormal adventure show—how can we just sit here and do nothing but explore?

The group of people left to go on their adventure, leaving He Wangyao and Ming Zhuo still sitting in their original spots, motionless.

He Wangyao felt a little uneasy. If the boss was really asleep, wouldn't he be all alone?

However, letting him leave with the main group is also not an option. Those people don't seem as reliable as he is. The train doesn't seem dangerous now, but who knows if they're being deliberately misled?

He Wangyao's first rule for survival is to always remember to cling to Ming Zhuo's coattails!

He sat for a while when suddenly a noise came from ahead; it was Chu Yuqi turning back.

From the moment Chu Yuqi entered the train, she looked around for any clues that could lead her to the item.

Everyone had checked this carriage, and there was clearly nothing there except for the seats.

She followed the group to check two more carriages, but still found nothing.

The carriage was clean and tidy, with nowhere to hide anything.

As she looked at the next carriage, a thought suddenly popped into her head: if she kept checking like this, she probably wouldn't find anything.

Mingzhuo dared to stay where he was, which meant he must have seen something but was unwilling to share it with everyone.

Chu Yuqi was a little annoyed and, fearing that the other party would beat her to it, hurriedly returned to her original carriage.

But just then, the director's exclamation came through the earpiece, "Chu Yuqi, can you hear that? Yu Shangyuan and the others' signal has been lost!"

Lu Yan's exaggerated noise woke Ming Zhuo.

She yawned and took off her blindfold. "Isn't it normal for the signal to drop? Do you think we're still in the original Pear Blossom Valley?"

She glanced at the recording equipment hanging around her neck, which was still stubbornly running.

Lu Yan was heartbroken. Ming Zhuo had fallen asleep as soon as he got in the car, so he felt that the footage was no longer needed and directed all the cameramen to follow Yu Shangyuan and the others.

Now we've lost contact with Yu Shangyuan and the others, and we don't know what happened. The key thing is that all the footage is gone.

His equipment cost a fortune! It's incredibly valuable, so please, please don't let anything happen to it!

Now, there are only four people left in this carriage: Ming Zhuo, He Wangyao, Chu Yuqi, and a photographer who followed Chu Yuqi back.

Fortunately, it wasn't a complete failure; the live stream still provided some visuals.

At that moment, the train conductor opened the door and came in. Chu Yuqi quickly pulled the cameraman to sit down in the seat next to him.

The train conductor seemed quite pleased. "You're here to make a wish, right? The train will be going through a tunnel soon. Close your eyes and make a sincere wish, and the gods will respond to your wishes."

Luo Wenxin's voice came through the earpiece.

"Let's play along and see what's really going on."

The cameraman secretly set up his equipment and chose an angle that perfectly captured the remaining three contestants.

The train continued its journey, and suddenly everything went dark as it entered a tunnel.

Everyone closed their eyes and began to make a wish.

However, in that instant, the camera flashed twice, activating night shooting mode.

Lu Yan sat in front of the monitor, so startled he almost knocked over his teacup.

I don't know when it started, but apart from the contestant from Sanming who had his eyes closed, countless "people" suddenly appeared in the carriage.

The people there were dressed in all sorts of different clothes, from ancient times to modern times, and from the elderly to children.

They were densely packed together, some standing, some sitting, their gazes fixed intently on the three people with their eyes closed.

In the dim lighting of the carriage, the skin on his face had an eerie bluish-black tinge.

Those are definitely not living people. This entire carriage is full of ghosts!

"Professor Luo, there are so many ghosts!" Lü Yan exclaimed, both excited and frightened. "What do we do now? Should we warn them?"

Luo Wenxin's expression became much more serious: "Something's not right—these are all evil spirits! No, we can't make wishes! Remind them to stop immediately and not to make any wishes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the ghosts suddenly looked up at the camera.

Lu Yan and the assistant director screamed in fright, but it was too late for Luo Wenxin to use her folding fan to block their view.

With a "whoosh," a talisman was thrown over, and a ghostly blue flame ignited, instantly engulfing the monitor screen.

The signal was completely cut off.

Luo Wenxin looked up at the person who had come.

Shen Boyuan frowned and strode over. "Stop livestreaming."

Lu Yan was taken aback for a moment. "Why can't we do a live broadcast? We're recording a show here, and we've booked the whole place! By the way, who are you guys?"

Luo Wenxin stopped waving her folding fan: "The professional ghost hunters have arrived—they are Taoist priests practicing in legitimate temples."

He sighed. "You should listen to the advice of the professionals. This time it seems like things are really serious."

Lu Yan was still extremely reluctant to part with it. Tonight's live stream had an unprecedentedly high number of viewers, and he wanted to try to see if he could connect to the signal.

However, since Luo Wenxin had already said so, he could only have the assistant director announce that the live broadcast for tonight was over and that everyone should look forward to the final cut.

Shen Boyuan was extremely anxious. Cheng Jingru's mysterious disappearance after being swept away by the white mist seemed abnormal.

He couldn't sense her; it was as if she had vanished into thin air. If it weren't for the soul lamp still burning, he would have thought something had happened to her.

Upon hearing that someone had gone missing, Luo Wenxin hesitated for a moment, "Could she have also boarded that ghost train?"

Shen Boyuan was stunned for a moment, "How is that possible? We're outside the valley, quite a distance from where the train appeared..."

Luo Wenxin didn't explain, but instead asked the director to bring up the previous recording footage.

One of the paparazzi swung his camera to both sides of the train before boarding.

Luo Wenxin pressed the pause button. A few carriages away, there seemed to be another figure preparing to board the train.

"At first I thought I was seeing things, or that it was a ghost, but now it looks like a person."

Shen Boyuan looked at the screen and his expression changed slightly. "It wasn't just her who got on the bus, it was a whole group of people!"