The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Although the woman with the child was unhappy, she still drew the curtains.

But even with the curtains drawn, the child's crying still could not be stopped. The child's crying became louder and louder, and in the quiet midnight, in the crowded carriage, it was particularly annoying to hear.

A woman with dyed yellow hair suddenly jumped up and yelled, "Is the parent dead? Can you comfort the child when he is crying like this?"

The short-haired woman coaxed the child and said, "How can you talk like that? I don't want him to cry, and I want to coax him, but I can't! A seven or eight-month-old child can't understand anything!"

"If you can't comfort her, don't bring her out! She keeps crying in public and it keeps people awake. It's so annoying!"

"Why are you so mean? If you have the guts, just don't get married and have kids for the rest of your life!"

"It's none of your business whether I give birth or not! How can you control others when you can't even control your own children?"

The old man who was telling ghost stories was just about to speak up to stop the fight when he suddenly felt that the scene was familiar.

A crying child, a quarreling woman, a drinking man... Why does all this feel so familiar, as if I have experienced it before?

No, it doesn’t seem like it!

It’s true, he really experienced it!

When the two women finished arguing, about half an hour later, a fire suddenly broke out in the carriage, and then... everyone inside would die!

Next to the window, the seat number and car number are printed: Car 1.

The car number is correct, it’s car number 1, the same car that had the accident 20 years ago, car number 1!

how so? how so!

The old man's head began to hurt severely. The scenes from 20 years ago and the present kept repeating and overlapping, making her unable to tell what day it was.

Suddenly, he stood in the aisle and shouted loudly: "There will be a fire here soon, and we will all be burned to death. We will all be burned to death! Get out of here! Quickly, get out of here!"

The women stopped arguing and the men stopped drinking. Everyone in the carriage looked at the crazy old man strangely.

Only the crying of the child continued. The "wa wa" sound made everyone who heard it feel extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that everyone was indifferent, Old Man Zhu repeated what he had just said.

"Why are you so nervous, old man? One moment you ask us to draw the curtains, and the next moment you say you want to start a fire?"

"That's right, you keep saying unlucky things, and you're not afraid of shortening your life!"

Several passengers complained unhappily.

The blond woman cursed, picked up the earphones, plugged them into her ears and continued to sleep.

The short-haired woman walked back and forth in the aisle holding the child and trying to comfort him. The child's crying gradually subsided.

But no one paid attention to the old man's words.

"We can't stay here anymore, we can't stay here anymore!" The old man ran to other carriages in panic.

In front, there was a glass door connecting the two carriages. He pushed the door open and rushed over.

There were still children crying in the carriage;

The drunken man continued to drink and brag;

The blond woman woke up again and yelled at the woman holding the child: "How can we sleep if you keep swaying around? The child has no manners, and the adults have no manners either!"

The short-haired woman was also very angry: "What does it have to do with you if I walk in the aisle? I had a hard time coaxing my baby, but you scared her and she started crying again."

The old man stood at the junction of the two carriages, his eyes wide open, looking at the strange scene in the carriage in disbelief - why, he clearly left, but when he pushed open the door, he came back here again?

Suddenly he collapsed and screamed: "I want to get off the bus, I want to get off the bus!"

"Boom, boom..." The train was still moving at high speed and would not stop just because of him.

Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming were also in carriage number 1.

Today's divinations were all very simple, and she had already finished three divinations at 11 o'clock. Before the live broadcast, she quietly set up a barrier near her seat so that the sound of the live broadcast would not be transmitted. And the audience would not be unable to hear inappropriate sounds.

However, there were still some viewers with good eyesight who saw someone walking back and forth in the aisle behind Sang Feiwan and couldn't help but become curious:

[Why is there an old man walking around in the carriage? I saw him passing by Wanwan several times.]

[He seemed to be saying something, but no sound could be heard.]

[Haha, maybe you drank too much water and had to pee urgently? Back then, when I took the Spring Festival train, I wore adult diapers. There were so many people, the aisles and the toilets were full of people, and it was too painful to squeeze through! ]

Sang Feiwan raised his eyes and glanced at the situation in the carriage.

At this moment, the place has become quiet. Most of the passengers have started to rest and it is quiet. Even the train attendants who sell things have not appeared anymore.

The drinking man also put down his glass, leaned back in his seat and began to snore.

The woman who was taking care of the child finally coaxed the child to sleep.

The old man kept trying to escape from this carriage, but every time he pushed the door open, he returned to the original carriage and could not leave.

"No, there's something wrong here. But what's the problem? Why can't I get out?"

"I took this train 20 years ago..."

When he passed by Sang Feiwan for the 35th time, Sang Feiwan suddenly said to him: "Since you can't leave, why don't you sit down?"

She pointed to the empty seat opposite her and said, "Sit down and take a rest."

The old man was really tired after working so hard for so long.

But as soon as he sat down, he jumped up as if his butt was on fire:

"No, no! Something is going to happen soon. It's going to be a big disaster! Girl, come with me, let's find a way to escape! Otherwise, you will die, and die miserably!"

Sang Feiwan asked him, "How are you going to escape? You've tried so many times, but you still can't get out, right?"

After saying this, the old man sat down in his seat in despair: "Why can't I escape? Why did I return to this carriage after passing through that door?"

Yu Beiming said: "Since you can't get out, why don't you tell me what happened to you twenty years ago."

"Twenty years ago..."

The old man's face was full of fear: "It was the Spring Festival travel rush of the year. There were people everywhere, and everywhere was full of people who wanted to go home for the New Year."

"I was still young at the time, working away from home, and I bought a ticket for this train, also in this carriage, plus one. But then... then the train entered a tunnel..."

"That tunnel is so long, and it's pitch black outside the window."

"Later, for some unknown reason, a fire suddenly broke out in the Plus 1 carriage."

"What a huge fire, what thick smoke! People around me were screaming and running for their lives! I wanted to go back to get my luggage, to save people... but I was pushed by the crowd and ended up in another carriage without knowing what was happening."

"I was lucky to have escaped. But many people didn't have time to escape. Those who failed to get out were burned to death. It was so tragic, so tragic..."