But I soon realized something was wrong. I was taking small steps, but my pace wasn't slow. I knew that this train had a total of eighteen sleeper carriages, a dining car in the middle, and then hard-seat carriages at the back.
After encountering that old man, I calculated that about fifteen minutes had passed. The carriage where I met the old man was the eighth carriage counting backwards from ours. At my speed, I should have already reached the dining car by now, so why am I still in the sleeper carriage? This is definitely not normal.
Thinking that I might have miscounted, I continued walking forward, but my relaxed mind tensed up again.
This time I quickened my pace a little, and then silently counted each carriage I passed.
I stopped when I counted to the tenth carriage, because I already knew the answer in my heart.
I looked ahead, but I still couldn't see the end of the road. The dim lighting made it impossible to see how far it was to the dining car. I looked back, and it was the same.
The surroundings became very quiet; I could even hear my own heartbeat. And I hadn't even noticed before that I could hear the clanging of the train against the rails.
It felt like I was the only person on the entire train.
A maze of ghosts.
I used to not believe it, and I had never encountered anything like it before. But after experiencing all of this, I finally believe and understand many things.
Therefore, I deeply understand that this is the legendary "ghost wall," where you keep wandering around in the same place and can never reach the end. You can only be trapped here and endure great psychological torment.
I broke out in a cold sweat instantly, even my forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and a silent fear surrounded me.
I didn't go any further at that moment, because once you encounter a maze, there's no escaping it no matter how you run. It's better to save my energy to deal with what might happen next.
I stood there, too afraid to move. At that moment, I was even more hoping that something would happen, because the torment in my heart was truly terrifying.
Everything in the carriage seemed to freeze in place. I was the only moving object in this space, and all I could hear was my own breathing and my rapidly beating heart.
I gripped the bead tightly in my hand. It was something that concerned my life; if I lost it, I would be utterly helpless.
Although she was extremely nervous, she didn't panic too much. Shi Long had said that the bead could only be broken when that gaunt man appeared, otherwise all her efforts would be in vain.
Not only that, the gaunt man will also become wary and hide even deeper, making it even harder to find him later.
Therefore, I must remain calm. Losing my composure will only harm me. After all, the speculation about the Ghost Hand is not yet confirmed. What if the Ghost Hand doesn't want to kill me with its own hands? Then I would really have to die here today. Thinking about how sad Shui Yanling would be if I died, my heart became even more determined. I absolutely cannot die here.
The silent fear still lingered around me, and I didn't move. I didn't know what to do in this situation, so it was better to stay still and use stillness to control movement. It was a test of who had more patience.
I don't know how much time had passed, but my feet started to go numb and my neck started to ache, but there was nothing I could do. If I moved first, I would lose.
After a while, I suddenly felt an itch on my neck, as if something was scratching me. I didn't move, but it just felt itchier and itchier.
Finally, I couldn't resist anymore and scratched it with my other hand. When I pulled my hand back, I found a huge clump of hair in my hand.
My nerves were already on edge, and when I suddenly saw my hands full of hair, I was so startled that I rolled onto the ground.
Then I turned my head slightly, and what I saw startled me. I didn't know when, but there was a huge sphere covered in hair standing behind me. The hair seemed to grow on the sphere and floated around it.
I swallowed hard, goosebumps rising all over my body, and my legs felt like they were cramping and I couldn't move at all.
He could only hold the bead tightly with one hand and quietly observe the sphere.
Actually, given my current mindset, seeing this scene wouldn't be this exaggerated. However, after being in that quiet and tense state for so long, the sudden appearance of this black sphere full of hair really startled me.
The dense hair on that sphere made me uneasy, but I couldn't move.
When I finally saw what that round ball actually was, I felt a chill run down my spine.
Through the gaps in the flowing hair, one could vaguely see that the huge sphere was actually made up of human heads. Each head had its eyes wide open, its face was deathly pale, and blood was flowing from its seven orifices. Some of the heads even had maggots slowly crawling on them.
Moreover, among that pile of heads, I even spotted the head of that greasy man. His face was contorted, and the hair growing out of his mouth was incredibly long, swaying along with the other hair.
My legs were still cramping and I couldn't move at all. I was holding the bead in my hand. The moment I turned around and saw the black ball, I was so scared that I almost threw it away.
For some reason, the skinny man didn't appear, and the entire carriage was left with only me and this weirdo.
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