Those people are passengers.
The passengers were packed one by one, crowded in front of the car window for some reason.
There are men and women, old and young.
There was also a girl whose appearance was very familiar to Shen Fan. She was the girl with childlike face and busty breasts sitting next to him!
The girl's face was frighteningly pale and expressionless.
No!
It's not just her.
In fact, all the passengers looked gloomy and pale.
They said nothing, and all their faces were crowded in front of the car window, staring at Shen Fan from top to bottom with cold and piercing eyes without blinking.
Some people were squeezed so hard that their faces were pressed against the window glass and were distorted.
Seeing so many people gathered around, Shen Fan didn't care why these people looked so weird, and quickly knocked on the door louder: "Hey! Brothers and sisters, eldest brothers and sisters, grandparents.
Please ask the train conductor to help me open the door, I fell out of the car."
He knocked on the door desperately and asked for help, but no one who stared at him spoke.
Those people didn't even move.
He still maintained the same movements and expressions just now, his eyes widened and his face stiff, like the eyes of a dead person staring at a dead person.
That scene is so weird and weird.
No matter how slow Shen Fan is, he still understands.
There is something wrong with these people.
There is absolutely something wrong! How can any living person have such an expression?
This expression on a living person's face made Shen Fan think of only one thing.
Paper figurines used for sacrificial offerings at funerals.
Those paper figures look like this, they have the shape and appearance of a human being, but they don't have the vitality of a living person.
I can't say they are very similar, I can only say they are exactly the same.
Shen Fan was frightened.
He subconsciously took a step back, but unexpectedly, he missed the step and sat down on the cold gravel ground.
Those who were originally gloomy suddenly pointed at him and laughed.
Everyone laughed at the same time.
That twisted smile, that smile that was so wide that it seemed like the mouth had split open to the back of the head, was definitely not something that a normal person could open.
"What the hell is going on with these passengers? They're a bunch of fucking lunatics!"
Shen Fan cursed, feeling cold in his heart.
Those people were still laughing at themselves.
Shen Fan finally understood that it was unthinkable to expect these people to open the door for him.
The most urgent task is to find Liu Hou first.
But when he looked around at the faces hanging on the windows in Car No. 14, he never found Liu Hou's face.
In the end, after Shen Fan hesitated for a moment, he gritted his teeth and thought of two plans.
First, try taking a detour from below toward the rear of the train.
Isn’t there a small staircase at the end of the train in the movie that people can climb up?
I don’t know if it will be available on the high-speed rail, so I have no choice but to take a gamble.
Second, go to the front of the train to find the conductor and driver and ask them to help.
But Shen Fan also had doubts. What if those people had the same moral character as these cold, indifferent passengers?
After thinking for a moment, Shen Fan trembled. He did not dare to waste any more time.
He was afraid that the train, which had suddenly stopped for no apparent reason, would suddenly drive away again.
I will definitely be doomed by then.
"Brother Liu Hou, Daochang Liu, where are you?"
Shen Fan decided to try his luck towards the front of the car first.
There must be a driver in the cab, and even if the train leaves, it is safer to walk forward.
At least you can chase the train for a while.
Regardless of whether it is useful or not, this is the only way to go anyway.
As Shen Fan walked, he was still at the car window trying to find Liu Hou's face.
He followed the carriages and kept reading the numbers of each carriage.
After walking for a while, Shen Fan's heart felt even colder.
Not just my own carriage No. 14.
Every time he passed a carriage, the passengers in that carriage would crowd to the window one after another, pressing their faces against the glass, staring at him in silence.
Being watched by countless eyes, this extraordinary and complicated mood was only experienced by Shen Fan, who was in the sixth grade of elementary school back then.
At that time, he peed his pants in Chinese class in front of all the teachers and classmates.
The memories of the past are unbearable to look at.
Although he was also depressed and embarrassed at that time, it was far less than what he is now.
He would rather go naked on the pedestrian street and urinate in front of tens of thousands of people than endure the strange situation now.
Damn, the looks in these people's eyes are so evil.
Shen Fan only knew Liu Hou on the train.
Although these people who were staring at him saw him outside the car, they obviously didn't care.
This means that no one cares whether he is outside the car or not.
When the train pulls away, no one will even notice that they have been left behind.
A gust of wind blew. Shen Fan wrapped himself in clothes.
There are no villages or shops in the front or back of this section of the road. It's all wild mountains.
It is not an easy thing to go out on your own.
What's more, everything that comes into view is sage that's as tall as a person and grows wildly.
When blown by the wind, the wormwood swayed, making it even more eerie and terrifying.
Shen Fanlao felt that something seemed to be lurking in the grassland outside the train.
Something was peeping at him in the wormwood.
Shen Fan quickened his pace, but the small gravel on the ground was very troublesome. Stepping on it was loose and loose, like stepping on a cream cake, but more like stepping on a corpse on the ground. It was very disgusting.
The harder he cursed and walked, the slower he walked.
Fortunately, the train body was very close at hand, and the lights in the car could illuminate him.
This was the only thing he could comfort himself with.
The distance that the light can shine is not very far. Even the wormwood bushes two meters away from the train tracks can only weakly illuminate the outline.
Every few steps Shen Fan took, he would suddenly turn his head and look at the grass behind him.
These mugworts gave him a feeling of insecurity.
The wormwood bushes were all yellow and black, with a suffocating odor.
But it is obviously autumn now, and the wormwood should be lush green and sprout catkins like catkins, either white or purple.
It should never be as scorched and withered as the early winter, full of the smell of death.
When Shen Fan walked to Car No. 10, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the wormwood.
The grass is actually shaking!
The wormwood bushes were shaking violently.
It doesn't look like it was blown by the wind.
It was more like there was some living creature hiding under the grass, and it was chasing Shen Fan quietly, even brazenly.
Shen Fan shuddered and stopped immediately.
He picked up a small stone from the ground and boldly threw it towards the place where the grass was shaking.
"Get the hell out of here, get everything out of your way."
He threw stones and cursed.
This is common sense in the wilderness.
Grandpa once told him that most wild animals are actually afraid of people.
Just make a sound to scold it, throw something at it, and make a huge noise.
Those animals will be scared away.
Fortunately, grandpa was right.
The living creatures in the wormwood stopped moving the moment he threw the stone.
But the uneasiness in Shen Fan's heart became even stronger.
It's like the prelude to the coming storm.
Chapter completed!