Reincarnation Train Restart [Unlimited]

"Put me down."

Wu Xiajiu was shocked by Shi's deputy team's actions for a while, and when he fully reacted, he had been carried out of the box and came to the door.

He hurriedly said in a low voice: "I, my legs are no longer numb, and I can walk."

"Shh."

But at this moment, Deputy Captain Shi suddenly changed his smiling expression and turned a little serious.

He frowned slightly, looked out through the lens with sharp eyes, and at the same time gently put Wu Xiajiu down with one hand.

After he landed and stood up, the deputy captain said softly, "Look, it's foggy outside."

Wu Xiajiu naturally saw it.

The doors and windows of this room used to have beautiful window lattices, but due to the fire in the theater building, most of the window lattices were also burned.

Looking out through the empty doors and windows, the originally clearly visible backyard was covered by thick fog at this moment, and even the nearest corridor and pillars outside the door could not be seen clearly.

In the range of vision, everything is blurry.

But, it should still be daytime right now...

Wu Xiajiu couldn't help frowning, feeling a little uneasy and doubtful in his heart.

He and Vice Captain Shi exchanged a glance, and immediately, the two put their hands on the door frame together, and slowly pushed it open a small gap.

Suddenly, a faint sound of opera came from outside the door.

The voice couldn't tell the difference between male and female, and it was singing in a low voice, with the accompaniment of some musical instruments mixed in.

Listening to the direction from which the singing voice came intermittently, it seemed to be in the hall in front of the theater building... babbling, the singing became more and more lively.

It's like someone is hearing something wonderful and applauding it.

This theater building is haunted during the day, is it because of the thick fog?

At this moment, the deputy captain suddenly withdrew his hand, and the door of the room was closed again, and the opera sound stopped abruptly.

But these few thin doors and windows, which were mostly burned and destroyed, could not block the transmission of sound. It made no sense that once the door was closed, the sound would disappear.

But it is.

what happened?

Wu Xiajiu couldn't help but look behind him—could it be because the blacksmith was still inside?

But no matter what, staying here is not a long-term solution, they have to leave this theater building.

Especially to get back to Cheng's house before dark.

After all, tomorrow morning, they have to set off to Zhuangfu Village to complete the task, so they can't be trapped in the theater building and cannot go out.

What's more, the blacksmith still exists in the innermost room of this room.

Wu Xiajiu wasn't sure when he would notice the movement. In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, the most important thing was to get rid of this weird thick fog as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Shi's deputy team had the same idea as him, and the main idea was to leave as soon as possible.

"Walk."

Immediately, Wu Xiajiu and Shi's deputy team no longer hesitated, and pushed open the badly burned door and window in front of them again.

In an instant, the soft and melodious opera sound penetrated into the ears of the two of them again, as if their hearts were beating faster.

After leaving the door, Shi's vice-captain tightened Wu Xiajiu's wrist with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't get lost."

They closed the door, erased the traces of their past, and walked to the hall in front of the theater building with their memories in the thick fog.

The figures of the two were completely integrated into the thick fog, and the opera sound seemed to be suddenly amplified, as if it sounded from the side, making people want to look left and right to find the opera performer.

Wu Xiajiu closed his eyes and clenched his backhand as the deputy team leader.

He walked a few steps quickly, approaching, almost close to the side of the deputy team, raised his head and leaned into his ear, and said inaudibly: "There are two more rows of footprints on the ground..."

Wu Xiajiu's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, afraid of disturbing anything.

The voice of Shi's deputy team also drilled into his ears, low and steady: "I know."

Because those two rows of footprints are really impossible to ignore.

——In this white and dense fog, right beside the two of them...as if something was following them.

Black and gray footprints were printed on the ground one after another.

The footprints are very small, looking at the direction and the walking route, it seems that a lively and naughty child is following them.

When they walked, they followed, and when they stopped, they stopped together. The dense fog almost covered everything, and only two steps away could be seen clearly.

Wu Xiajiu looked at the side face of Shi's deputy team, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of some strange figures in the thick fog.

It was as if it appeared suddenly and was imprinted on the retina, knowing that due to the cover of the dense fog, they should not be able to see anything not far away.

But those strange figures followed like shadows, unable to disappear from his eyes.

Moreover, as they gradually approached the front hall of the theater building, the figures also slowly approached and shortened the distance.

As the strange figure on the retina enlarged, his eyes started to become extremely hot, and pain appeared around the eye sockets.

Wu Xiajiu couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but put one hand on the bracelet on his left wrist.

At this moment, the vice-captain Shi suddenly let go of the hand that was holding his wrist, and turned his hand around his head from behind, covering his eyes with warm and dry palms.

Wu Xiajiu had no choice but to close his eyes following the actions of the deputy team leader, and those strange figures disappeared from his eyes immediately, and the heat in his eye sockets also went down.

Shi deputy team whispered in his ear: "It's fine if you don't look at it, I will take you away."

That deep voice made people feel inexplicably reassuring.

how about you?

I can't see it, but what about you?

Wu Xiajiu frowned, and couldn't help but want to take down that warm hand.

But Shi's deputy team's actions could not be swayed at all. He gave a soft "shh" and said, "Don't move, we're almost there."

Wu Xia couldn't pull it off for a long time, so he could only lower his hand to pull the corner of the clothes beside him.

What he didn't know was that the vice-captain Shi lowered his head and glanced, the corners of his mouth curled up quietly, and he smiled silently.

The two walked forward.

Wu Xia couldn't see for a long time, but the voice next to his ear suddenly became clear.

——As he listened, the babbling opera sound seemed incomplete, what was missing... what was missing?

Yes, it is the words of Danjiao.

Danjiao is not on the stage.

After realizing this, Wu Xiajiu tightened his grip on the corner of Shi's deputy team's shirt, trying to remind him, but at this moment he felt that Shi's deputy stopped suddenly, and then took himself to the side to stand stop.

At the same time, he lowered his head to his ear and seemed to move his lips and said, "Don't be afraid."

After finishing speaking, the deputy captain slowly removed the palm that was covering his eyes.

I was afraid that something would happen suddenly.

But based on the distance they traveled, they should have reached the front hall of the theater building by now.

Therefore, Wu Xiajiu did not open his eyes in a hurry, but waited for a while, and then gradually opened them after his eyes got used to it. Immediately, his eyes widened suddenly——

At this moment, for some reason, they were able to see the scene ahead in the thick fog.

The front is indeed the hall of the theater building.

However, unlike the empty ruin scene they saw when they first came in, the arrangement inside the hall has been restored.

The burned tables, chairs and benches were restored and neatly arranged.

Sitting on the chairs were charred corpses one after another.

Those corpses showed the color of charcoal, and their bodies were burnt black and dry.

Because they had struggled painfully in the sea of ​​fire, some corpses still retained the twisted and bent postures before death, which looked terrifying and terrifying.

What's even more weird is that "they" are all facing the stage directly in front of them, as if they are concentrating on watching an opera.

And on the stage, there was indeed a scene being performed—several scorched corpses in costumes, like puppets bound by strings, moved slowly and stiffly, earnestly moving stroke by stroke.

The scorched faces of "their" were directly facing the audience, without a single piece of intact skin, and all their hair was burned away.

There were two empty and dark eye sockets on the coke-like face, with no nose or lips underneath, and only a whole set of teeth that were still there.

And those intermittent crooning and melodious opera sounds emerged from it, and the whole corpse was like a skeleton covered with a layer of scorched skin.

"They" are indeed.

Just looking at it for a while, Wu Xiajiu's eye sockets and eyes began to heat up again, accompanied by the hot feeling of being smoked by the flames.

If it continues like this, I'm afraid his eyes will not be able to bear it and will be injured.

And at this moment, the strange figures that appeared on his retina inexplicably before appeared again.

Those figures approached gradually, as if they were holding something in their hands.

Is it a tray?

His eyes are getting hotter.

Just when Wu Xiajiu couldn't help covering his eyes with one hand and took out the keel with the other, a knife flashed in front of his eyes.

It turned out that the Deputy Team Shi did not know when he took out a sharp knife from the wrapped linen.

——The iron knife that was as long as an arm waved towards the dense fog in front of him, as if breaking through something, the dense fog instantly fluctuated to both sides.

In an instant, on the stage, the singing of the charred corpse stopped, and the sound of the opera also stopped abruptly.

On and off the stage, one after another, charred corpses turned around or turned around, their empty and dark eye sockets "looked" at the positions where Wu Xiajiu and Shi's deputy team members were standing.

It was as if the opera was in full swing, but was suddenly disturbed by an uninvited guest, which made the owners here very angry.

Immediately, on the stage, a scorched corpse in official uniform opened its mouth wide and let out a roar, and the ghostly howl hit the eardrums.

At the same time, the dense fog surged rapidly, sweeping up the charred corpses and rushing towards Wu Xiajiu and Shi's deputy team.

But Shi's deputy team did not rush, and put the knife across the chests of the two of them.

A heat wave hit, Wu Xiajiu couldn't help but close his eyes, but opened them again the next moment.

The ghost howls pierced into the ears one after another, and it seemed to be full of unwillingness. They were obviously rushing towards them, unstoppable, but they couldn't hurt them in any way.

The charred corpse seemed to be very close to them, yet far away, as if there was always a layer of something between them.

Only the heat is amazing and real.

Shi deputy team whispered: "Go, let's go out."

Wu Xia didn't hesitate for a long time, and immediately followed Shi's deputy team's actions and ran out of the theater building, leaving behind the thick fog and charred corpses.

It wasn't until they ran out of the theater that they saw the light of day again.

Looking back, Wu Xiajiu glanced into the hall of the theater building. The inside was still in ruins. The tables, chairs and benches were burnt and fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with black ash...

The dense fog and scorched corpses all disappeared.

It was as if it was all his hallucination just now.