His name is Li Banfeng—”Feng” as in “mountain peak,” not “madness.” The doctor confirmed he is not insane.
To save a friend’s life, he stepped onto Platform 96, boarded the 11...
Li Banfeng did not grow three heads. Less than an hour after the train left Santoucha Station, the strange itch on his neck gradually disappeared.
I grabbed him too hard before, and there are blood marks on both sides of his neck.
Although it has not actually grown out, it does not mean that there is no trend of growing out.
If he stayed in Santoucha for a while longer, Li Banfeng suspected that he would really grow three heads.
He just clearly heard two voices talking in his ears, and it was definitely not him talking to himself.
He is not crazy. The doctor said so. He is really not crazy.
So what happened just now? Why did I hear two people talking?
Am I schizophrenic?
If I am already schizophrenic, then I don't have to worry about becoming schizophrenic anymore.
This is a good thing!
Thinking of this, Li Banfeng felt much more at ease.
But there is one thing that cannot be explained clearly: why are there people with three heads in this world?
Just think of them as conjoined twins, this explanation is reasonable!
So why did I have the tendency to grow three heads just now?
After thinking for a long time, Li Banfeng found two reasonable explanations.
The first explanation is that I am also a conjoined twin, but I never knew it!
The second explanation is that the place called Santoucha will cause special changes in people.
The first explanation cannot be verified for the time being, but the second explanation has logical problems.
Since Santoucha can cause special changes in people, why do trains stop here?
Can this bring about changes for everyone, or only for certain people?
This question can currently only be verified online.
Li Banfeng curled up in his sleeping bunk in the carriage. As the wheels collided and shook with the rails, he took out his mobile phone and searched for information about the Santoucha station. As a result, he found a lot of information about the three-headed dragon.
It turns out that the three-headed dragon is not just a monster, but also some kind of tool...
Do I even have the heart to watch this?
Li Banfeng turned to search for information related to Train No. 1160.
He found no results; there was no information about Train No. 1160 on the Internet.
Even about the previous derailment accident, there was no relevant information on the Internet.
Impossible!
How is it possible that such a serious incident as the derailment doesn't even make news?
Is it possible that there was no derailment accident at all, and Lao Chen was deliberately deceiving me again?
When Li Banfeng wanted to search again, his cell phone had no signal.
Li Banfeng sighed, opened the novel he had cached previously, and waited quietly for the cell phone signal to be restored.
It’s no wonder that reading a novel amidst the rhythmic movement of steam and machinery provides a unique reading experience. Li Banfeng read for several hours and fell asleep again at dawn.
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day. The train arrived at the station and the announcement was made: Dear passengers, we have arrived at Haichiling Station.
This station is different from Santoucha. It is very lively and you can hear all kinds of hawking sounds through the glass.
“Freshly fried dough twist!”
"Jianzi, Youtiao, and Fried Cakes!"
"Millet porridge, tea eggs!"
Through the curtains, Li Banfeng saw groups of figures passing by the window. They should be vendors pushing their stalls back and forth and hawking their wares.
The sounds of hawking went through the ear canals into the mind, and then from the mind into the stomach.
Li Banfeng is hungry.
He really wanted to open the car window and buy some food, especially two tea eggs.
But he restrained himself again and again, so he didn't open the window and made two boxes of noodles for himself.
After eating two boxes, he still felt hungry.
He couldn't help but make another bucket of tea.
After eating, he still felt hungry.
Then make another bucket?
No, I can't wait!
Li Banfeng felt like there were a hundred hands scratching in his stomach, wishing they could reach out of his throat to find food.
Tearing open the instant noodles, holding the noodle cake, Li Banfeng dipped it in the sauce and began to chew it.
We stopped at Haichiling for more than twenty minutes.
After the train started again and drove for more than an hour, Li Banfeng finally put down the bread in his hand.
The uncontrollable appetite finally subsided. This should be the time to leave Haichiling.
There were eight buckets of noodles in front of him, all empty, and he ate five of the buckets by himself.
Li Banfeng felt his stomach bloating and he wanted to vomit. He dry-heaved for a long time but nothing came out.
The digestive burden of excessive food in his stomach forced Li Banfeng to lie in bed again.
Click!
The message alert sound reached my ears.
The cell phone signal was restored and Li Banfeng saw He Jiaqing's message.
"Yaowanggou, Ligou, Paifang Street, Xianchuanzi Hutong, No. 21." He Jiaqing sent his home address to Li Banfeng.
“Brother, come directly to my house after you get off the bus. I can’t pick you up tomorrow.”
"Where the hell is your home? Why is there a man with three heads?!"
He Jiaqing did not reply.
Yaowanggou, Haichiling...none of these place names can be found on the Internet.
Li Banfeng opened the map on his mobile phone and wanted to confirm his location, at least to know which direction he was going.
The map was completely blank and no location could be given.
Li Banfeng was upset and threw his phone aside.
The battery of the mobile phone was low. There was a socket next to the bunk, but Li Banfeng was too lazy to charge it. He turned over and went back to sleep.
At dusk, a sweet scent wafts through the air.
The sweet smell brought with it a certain restlessness, waking up Li Banfeng from his deep sleep.
So sweet!
It was a sweetness that was almost palpable, with a texture, springiness, and warmth.
Li Banfeng took out the ticket and looked at the station name.
Is this Green Water Bay?
Is the water in Green Water Bay sweet?
He looked at the station time again.
wrong.
The arrival time at Green Water Bay is three o'clock in the afternoon. Although steam locomotives often have deviations, it is already past six o'clock.
This should be the next stop after Green Water Bay, Kudaikan.
The name is very inelegant, and Li Banfeng couldn't figure out why a place called Kudai tasted so sweet.
He came to the bedside and tried to see what was happening outside through the curtains. Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the car window and said, "Sir, can you help me?"
"What service?" Li Banfeng's body trembled.
"Train service, twenty minutes, two hundred, specially designed to relieve your travel fatigue."
Only two hundred!
What a reasonable price!
The afterglow of dusk cast the graceful figure of the person outside the window on the curtains.
A sweet voice, sweet makeup, and the girl's sweet sincerity.
Li Banfeng found the source of sweetness in the air.
Li Banfeng suppressed his inner impulse and responded to the window: "No, thank you."
The woman outside the window did not leave. In addition to her sweet sincerity, she also had sweet patience: "Sir, is this your first time here? Don't worry, I don't have to enter your carriage."
"How can you provide service if you don't enter the carriage?" Li Banfeng's imagination is a little poor.
"Just open the window a crack and give me the part I need."
The parts you need...
Li Banfeng imagined the scene at that time.
He stood at the car window and delivered the required parts.
"That's not right..."
"If the service is not good enough, I won't charge you!"
The girl has said so much, let's speak with all our conscience, how can Li Banfeng refuse?
Li Banfeng was resisting the torment and struggle in his heart. Through the thick curtains, he could see a shy girl next door, looking at him with her big watery eyes.
A sweet and pure voice came from outside the window again: "Brother, I am sincere. If you think I am not good, I will not take your money!"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Brother knows, brother knows you are sincere! Brother thinks you are very good!"
He was about to lose control, and at the moment he was about to open the window, he remembered the three-headed man.
What if this girl also has three heads?
Triple the happiness?
One head served, and the other two asked:
"Are you satisfied, sir?"
"Brother, I can do it."
Girl, my imagination is really poor!
After thinking it over again and again, he declined the girl's kindness. He deliberately lowered his voice to make it sound hoarse and vicissitudes: "We are not suitable for each other, girl, you are too young, we will meet again if we are destined."
The girl didn't insist. Parking time was limited and she had to quickly find the next customer.
Li Banfeng had just calmed down when another woman knocked on the car window. She sounded much more mature than before: "Sir, I am a good match for you. We are of the right age and the right price. Fifteen minutes, one hundred yuan. I guarantee you will be satisfied with the service."
"Madam, I am highly educated and this kind of vulgar transaction is not suitable for me." Li Banfeng was making his last resistance.
"Higher education... I understand!" The lady outside the window adjusted her voice, "Classmates, class is starting now."
The mature voice, filled with intelligence and majesty, made Li Banfeng's body tremble again.
He seemed to see the woman outside the car window, a young teacher in a gray formal dress and glasses, pointing at the words on the blackboard, gently teaching every student who was thirsty for knowledge.
The teacher outside the car window shouted, "Come on, students, recite with me, and serve!"
The students recited: “Serve!”
The teacher outside the car window was not very satisfied: "Students, your voice is not loud enough, read it again after me, service!"
"Service!" This time, the students' voices were loud and unanimous.
The students' loud voices of reading aloud echoed repeatedly outside the car window, shocking Li Banfeng so much that he stepped back.
Li Banfeng could hardly bear it anymore.
Another intellectual call came from the window: "My classmate, my teaching quality is guaranteed to be first-class. If you don't believe me, just open the car window and take a look at the teaching materials and lesson plans I carefully prepared."
The teacher spoke again.
You must listen to your teacher!
Li Banfeng put his hand on the car window and slowly touched the button.
Trembling all over, Li Banfeng gritted his teeth and resisted the temptation again. He adjusted his throat and said, "Sister, you've found the wrong business. I'm actually a woman."
Changing voice is one of Li Banfeng's specialties.
He once pretended to be a female anchor and earned a lot of tips.
The woman outside the window snorted coldly and left.
Li Banfeng washed his face with cold water and tried every means to extinguish the raging fire in his heart.
The windows cannot be opened and the regulations on the train must be followed.
But no matter how much cold water was used, the fire kept burning in the sweet air, and it burned brighter and brighter.
Li Banfeng completely lost control.
The lethality of the belt is too strong.
As long as one more person comes to the car window to mention the price, Li Banfeng will open the window without hesitation and do the business.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sure enough, someone knocked on the car window.
Li Banfeng's eyes were bloodshot and he pressed his hands on the buttons of the car window.
No matter who comes, this business must be done!
Even if it costs my life, I have to do this business!
The voice outside the window came to my ears:
"Ma'am, would you like some help? The size is 20 centimeters, you decide the time, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied before you drive away. It's only 80 yuan."
Li Banfeng withdrew his hand.
This business cannot be done.
Listening to the man outside the window knocking on the car window, Li Banfeng felt that the air was not that sweet after all.
He took out his ticket and checked the itinerary again.
Yes, this place is indeed called Kudaikan.
Such a straightforward name, such a strange place...
Jiaqing, after I finish helping you with your stuff, I'll just live here from now on.
The next stop is Yaowanggou, Jiaqing, we will meet soon.
ps: Dear readers, there are still five o'clock, please give Sala some encouragement, or say a word, Sala will take everyone to Kudaikan.