"What's wrong with Kisaragi Station? However, I don't seem to have heard of this platform near Tokyo."
The old man dressed as a social animal asked.
He didn't seem to understand this urban legend that was widely circulated on the Internet, so he wasn't as scared as other young people traveling with him.
But no one answered his question.
After a while, the old social worker said again: "Should we go out now? The tram seems to have stopped moving."
"No, I won't go down. This place... this place..."
The female high school student who was traveling with her shook her head desperately to express her resistance.
However, things did not develop as she expected. The tram that everyone was on suddenly disappeared while she was speaking.
Such a big car disappeared without any reason.
By the time a group of six people reacted, they were already standing on an empty railway track. Except for the Kisaragi platform, there were only woods so dense that they could not see the edge.
"It's over...it's over. We are trapped in a different world!"
More than one person in the crowd screamed like this. Fear spread like a plague, and everyone suddenly became panicked and uneasy.
Among the six people, the only one who remained calm and rational at this moment was Masao, the crew-cut boy.
Maybe it's because this is not the first time he has encountered a supernatural event.
Zashiki Warashi, Hanako in the toilet, evil doll Kohan.
Compared with ordinary people, Xiaopingtou can be considered to be more experienced in the field of collision.
He took two deep breaths, reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone, thinking about trying to call the outside world for help.
Police call, Ishino Sayuri, mother... Xiaopingtou tried calling several times, but let alone being answered, the call could not be dialed at all, and there was no response at all.
Feeling even more uneasy, he slid his finger across the address book, finally stopping at the word "Kamiya River" and pressed dial.
This time, the situation was different from the previous calls.
The call was placed, but after a blind tone sounded for a while, it was prompted that the dialed user was not in the service area.
"All calls cannot be dialed, only Kamiya-kun's."
Although the call was not answered, Changyou seemed like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.
Kamiya-kun’s number is different from everyone else’s, so maybe he can be contacted!
Moreover, Kamiya is a powerful spiritual master. As long as we can contact him, there may be a way to solve the current predicament!
While Changyou was trying to make the call, the others seemed to have regained their composure a little under the soothing words of the social uncle.
Among them, the young man with a wolf tail waved his cell phone towards Nagatomo, with a look of despair on his face: "Don't try, you can't make a call at all."
At this time, the social worker uncle climbed up on the Kisaragi platform: "Everyone, please calm down. Let's wait here. Maybe we can wait for the next tram to come. If we get on the tram, we may be able to take us back."
Among those present, those who knew the story of Kisaragi Station had little hope for this proposal.
But right now, do they have any other options?
Everyone hesitated for a while and then climbed onto the platform one after another.
The housewife aunt, the OL sister, and the three female high school students huddled together to keep warm and sat on a row of benches. The young man with the wolf tail was talking to the uncle.
Nagatomo was the last one to climb onto the platform.
As soon as he stood up, he heard a hoarse man's voice ring out for no reason, as if he was roaring into his ear: "Don't forget! Don't forget who you are! Although this is difficult, if you forget, you
It will become like me!"
"who?"
Changyou shivered.
He looked around and saw that the sound obviously did not come from the five people traveling with him, and he could not find the source.
And others are still anxious about what to do.
"What's wrong?"
The wolf-tailed young man and the social uncle next to him stopped talking and looked at the little flat head.
Nagatomo Masao: "Someone is talking in a low voice."
The remaining people looked at each other with strange expressions. It was obvious that they did not hear the voice that Changyou just heard.
After about ten seconds of silence, the OL sister in professional attire suddenly turned her head and said, "Wait a minute, it seems there is indeed a sound. Listen."
"Guwa - Guwa -"
In the originally silent mountain forest, the cry of a baby rang out.
In this environment, the cry seemed extremely strange.
Nagatomo looked at everyone's expressions, and it was obvious that everyone had heard this.
"It seems to be over there."
The high school girl shrank her neck and pointed to the back of the station.
Everyone stood up and followed the sound and looked over. On the woodland lawn behind the station, there was a small swaddle that was squirming. The cry came from there.
"Why are there children in the wilderness?"
Everyone was a little scared and didn't dare to go over to check. After a while, only the housewife and aunt timidly took two steps towards the baby.
She saw clearly the condition of the infant.
Inside was a white and plump baby, who looked to be no more than a few months old. He was wailing hard and waving his little hands wildly. His face might have turned purple from crying for too long.
"It's really just a child. He might have been sent here just like us."
The housewife regained her composure for a moment, then took another step forward and came to the baby.
At this time, Changyou heard the hoarse male voice yelling in his ear again: "That's Ye Xiangzi! Don't get close to Ye Xiangzi! Ye Xiangzi is Erweiye!"
"Don't go there!"
Although he still didn't know what was happening, the little boy couldn't help but make a sound to stop others from approaching.
"Guwa-guwa-wow-"
But at this time, the cry of the baby in the swaddling clothes gradually stopped, and a small white hand stretched out from it, and with a force that a baby should not have, firmly grabbed the housewife's aunt's pants.
"Hehe-haha-"
The baby laughed.
The laughter gradually changed its tone, becoming shrill, older, and grotesque.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The baby's arm stretched out from the swaddling clothes has also changed accordingly. It is shriveled and withered, with almost no muscles visible, and is covered with wrinkles, hairs and age spots.
"Hehe-haha-"
The old man's arm dragged the housewife to the ground, and his other hand stretched out to hug her tightly. It seemed that there was a huge weight on her, making it impossible for her to escape.
The swaddling clothes are also completely loosened at this time.
A terrifying old man half as tall as a man, ugly, deformed, withered and wrinkled, and with only one leg swelled out from inside!
"Master Erwei! That's Master Erwei!"
Among the crowd, the social animal uncle was the first to scream.
When he was a child, he once heard old ghost stories told by the old man——
It is said that a long time ago in Japan, in the remote and uninhabited mountains, the cry of babies could sometimes be heard.
But if you go over and pick up a crying baby, the baby will immediately grab you and not let go, turning into a shriveled little old man.
If you try to escape, its weight will suddenly increase by a hundred pounds, immediately rendering you unable to move, and eventually your life will be taken away by this thing.
"Help...help!"
The housewife's body was strangled tightly by the asymmetrical and deformed arms of Erwei Ye. The sound of cracking bones continued to be heard from her body, and blood overflowed along her five senses and seven orifices.
"Run!"
Among the crowd, the wolf-tailed young man reacted first and ran away.
To be continued...