freenovelworld Chapter 443 [Train] Strange Smell
Chapter 443 [Train] Strange Smell
The patient was dressed in a monk's robe, his arm draped weakly over the edge of the bed, his exposed hand thin and bony, clutching a string of prayer beads in a daze.
The background looks like an old hospital from the 1960s or 70s.
Even through the photographic paper, you can feel the pervasive sense of illness...
Chen Ji frowned. For some reason, the photo gave him a very uncomfortable feeling.
It's like seeing mold in the corner of a toilet, or like stumbling upon a stretcher completely covered by a white sheet at a hospital corner when you were a child.
Everyone knows where this stretcher will be taken.
Decay, death, suffering...
There were no ghosts inside, but it still gave you a chill down your spine for no reason.
He roughly understood why, because the monk in the photo was already terminally ill; perhaps he was still alive, but one foot was already in the grave.
The deepest fear of humanity is facing death directly.
Moreover, the subject of the filming was not an ordinary person, but a monk.
Turning his gaze away, Chen Ji flipped the photo over and found that only one number was written on the back:
【1】
Are there any other serial numbers?
Is this a set of photos?
Chen Ji seemed to be deep in thought, and handed the photo to Du Tingfeng, wanting to hear his opinion.
"..."
Du Tingfeng gave him a strange look, turned the photo over and over, and looked at it in the sunlight for a while.
After a long pause, he asked, puzzled, "Is this a blank photographic paper?"
Isn't that how you see it?
Blank photographic paper?
Chen Ji was stunned. The pattern in the photo had disappeared?
He immediately looked at the photo; it was exactly the same as before, still black and white, a hospital, a hospital bed—
suddenly.
His heart skipped a beat.
The shadow on the face of the monk on his sickbed was gone!
A few seconds later, it returned to its original state.
But Chen Ji had already seen his face.
I also saw his expression.
“The monk in the photo is a monk who is dying and is lying in a hospital bed.”
Chen Ji murmured, "He's spying on me."
The scene he had just witnessed was impossible for him to forget.
In that black and white photograph, the monk's face was so thin it was just skin and bones, and he looked sickly.
But his eyes were wide open, his pupils bulging as if they were about to burst, as he peered at Chen Ji with a sidelong glance.
The next second, the monk turned his gaze back, and then his face turned into a black shadow again.
At this moment, Chen Ji couldn't help but wonder if the discomfort he felt when he first saw the photo was not because he was facing death and disease.
It's because there's a ghost inside!
Du Tingfeng and Du exchanged a glance, neither of them touched the old photograph again, and they immediately left the carriage.
After walking quite a distance, Chen Ji checked himself again.
He always suspected that the photo was like a curse, and that it would suddenly appear in his pocket at any time.
Fortunately not.
"...Does this count as a clue?"
Du Tingfeng said softly.
"I don't know." Chen Ji gave a wry smile. "I can't find any connection between it and the train."
Just then, he suddenly saw a short figure slowly walking over.
"Urumqi?"
Chen Ji was taken aback. Wu Su didn't know what was wrong with him; his nose was tightly wrinkled.
“They told me to come and call you.” Wusu spoke quickly, then immediately shut his mouth.
Chen Ji's expression shifted slightly as he recalled the phone call his uncle had received earlier.
"It's probably Dong Qiaoyue calling. She was sent to investigate the strange things happening in this area before, and maybe she discovered something."
Usu nodded.
It was obvious he knew what had happened, but didn't want to say anything.
"What's wrong with you?" Du Tingfeng picked him up, but unexpectedly, Wusu struggled in his arms, looking very unwilling.
“It stinks!”
"Who?" Du Tingfeng was taken aback. "Me?"
"Everyone!"
Chen Ji and Du Tingfeng looked at each other in bewilderment.
Although they could occasionally smell the strange odor, it was very faint and definitely not "very smelly".
It seems that Wusu is very sensitive to this smell.
"and many more."
Chen Ji grabbed Wu Su, who was trying to run away, and asked, "What's that smell coming from your nose?"
"...It's disgusting, like the stench of a rotten apple."
Wu Su opened his mouth, but his vocabulary was insufficient, so this was the only way he could describe it.
"When did you first smell it?" Chen Ji pressed.
“Always!”
After thinking for a moment, Wusu said, "It was bearable at first, but now it's getting stronger and stronger."
"..."
Chen Ji frowned slightly.
He didn't ask any more questions, but followed Wusu to the others.
As before, if you sniff carefully, you can still detect a faint, strange smell.
Han Bing was standing to the side, constantly swiping his phone. Chen Ji glanced at him and noticed that he was looking at navigation.
On the other side, Chen Yuetan was on the phone, demanding that the wheat field be sealed off and that no one be allowed to approach the green train carriage.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at Chen Ji and the others.
"Get in the car first. We're going somewhere else."
.......
The bus sped away from the area.
Several teammates were still in shock; everything happened so fast that the investigation ended abruptly.
Wusu breathed a long sigh of relief only after driving a considerable distance away.
"Better."
Chen Yuetan's expression finally relaxed.
Not only Chen Ji, but he and Han Bing also noticed the strange smell. When Wu Su noticed that the smell in his nose was gradually getting stronger, he immediately realized that it must be related to this area, or more precisely, the green-skinned train carriages.
It's like a gas leak.
Once it reaches its peak, it could explode at any time.
Chen Yuetan had no idea what would happen if they stayed here any longer...
But he knew very well that when facing a ghost, any small anomaly could eventually lead to serious consequences.
Just then, Dong Qiaoyue called.
"According to Dong Qiaoyue, some strange things did happen more than 50 kilometers away from here."
Chen Yuetan repeated this to Chen Ji and the other person.
"The first thing, the time was in the early 1980s."
"The reporter is a local villager named Zhang Qiang. His family is very poor, and he lives on the edge of the village with his brother Zhang Zhu."
"You know, around the 1980s, Qigong was all the rage."
Chen Yuetan explained, “At that time, there were all sorts of rumors. Some said that he could intercept an atomic bomb with his own body, while others said that he could control ghosts. So Zhang Qiang’s report was also considered to be of this kind and was not taken seriously.”
"It was only after the files were released that they circulated online."
"But looking at it now, it seems that what Zhang Qiang said was mostly true."
A dark glint flashed in Chen Yuetan's eyes: "He said that near his house, there are ghosts building a railway!"
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Dear readers, I apologize for the late update today. I had a minor argument with my family this afternoon, and I'm feeling really down TT