Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

No more vomiting and fever, but still diarrhea, and runny nose.

The doctor said that although no virus was found after the blood test, if diarrhea continues after taking the medicine, you need to go for a stool test to further rule out the possibility of dysentery and viral diarrhea.

Alas, as parents for the first time, if the child has a little bit of a problem, it will be like nothing if you cross the water.

Spending money is a trivial matter, but it really hurts to see my little padded jacket sick.

After the inspection tomorrow, if it is confirmed that there is no problem, I will restore the update volume of two updates a day as soon as possible, and try to make up for the chapters that are owed.

I hope that all book friends (including pirated editions) will be more understanding.

Finally, this season seems to be a period of high incidence of diarrheal diseases in young children. I hope that brothers with children, pay more attention, and I also hope that all book friends take care of their health.

Chapter 869 Ghost Train (12)

Looking at the picture in front of him, Wang Mazi couldn't help holding his breath.

Under the muddy meat, it is not the body of Shanjing Ichiro, but black worms the size of a thumb, densely packed in numbers, and the scene of wanton climbing in the muddy meat, even if there is no intensive phobia, it still makes people's stomach churn .

"Fuck!" Wang Mazi yelled strangely, and quickly backed away.

Seeing Wang Mazi retreating suddenly, Shan Jingichiro couldn't help screaming, "Help me! Why are you running!"

While speaking, Shan Jingichiro began to struggle desperately.

It's just that no matter how much he shakes his head, he still can't feel his own body, he just feels an indescribable feeling flooding his heart.

"Da da da……"

At this time, countless black worms quickly crawled out along the broken meat paste.

"Damn it, what the fuck is this?"

Wang Mazi stepped back and asked Zhao Ke who was standing outside the door.

Zhao Ke didn't speak, but his eyes quickly scanned his surroundings.

"Help me! Bastard!"

Looking at the black worms that suddenly appeared around him, Shan Jingichiro felt his scalp go numb, and desperately shouted to Zhao Ke and the others for help.

However, no matter how he shouted, Zhao Ke still ignored his meaning.

His stern eyes shot at the corner behind him from time to time.

Seems to be looking for something.

"Yamada-kun, do you want to watch me die?"

Shan Jingichiro's voice became desperate. At this moment, Shan Jingichiro suddenly felt a special itching under the skin of his face. He didn't know what it was, as if it was burrowing under the skin of his face.

It seemed that his shouting finally played a role. Zhao Ke grabbed the torch in Wang Mazi's hand after searching around unsuccessfully.

With a wave of his hand, the flames fell onto the sofa in the carriage along with his gradually despairing eyes.

Shan Jingichiro raised his head suddenly, and looked at Zhao Ke in disbelief.

But Zhao Ke quickly closed the door of the carriage after throwing the torch.

Across the width of a crack in the door, the eyes of the two couldn't help colliding with each other.

What Shan Jingichiro saw was not the best friend he had ever known.

It's an unfamiliar face, even if it's the same appearance.

But in those indifferent pupils, there was a hint of sarcasm, disdain, and even pleasure.

Not his best friend at all.

"You... Yamada!"

As the door gap gradually closed, Shanjing Ichiro couldn't help roaring Yamada's name crazily.

It's just that no one responded to him.

Only the fire that has already burned is becoming more and more transparent.

"Fire! Ah... help!"

Desperate, fearful, looking at the bugs crawling around him from time to time, Yamajing Ichiro's voice became shrill and sharp.

Under the strong desire to survive, he constantly wanted to struggle, struggling to get out of this lump of flesh.

Shan Jingichiro's will to survive far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to face the monster on the train alone in the darkness of dead silence until the last moment as recorded in the diary.

It was mentioned in the calendar, how many times, when he thought that he was bound to die, but relying on this strong desire to win, he struggled again and again to find a way out.

This time, Shan Jingichiro's desire to survive was even stronger than ever.

It's just that under his struggle, he didn't burst out with the tenacious power as in the diary, but instead caused more black worms to grow in the meat paste.

The sound of insects crawling next to his ears made Shanjing Ichiro feel that his hair, ears, and neck seemed to be covered with insects, and he was about to go crazy.

"Bang bang bang~"

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound, which lifted Shan Jingichiro's spirit. When he looked back, he saw a vague figure standing there outside the window.

Seeing this shadow, Shan Jingichiro couldn't help screaming: "Yamada-kun, save me quickly!"

The blurred shadow makes it impossible to tell who it is, but Shan Jingichiro subconsciously regards the shadow as his familiar friend.

Thought it was Yamada who changed his mind and came to save him.

However, the shadow was not moved by it, just took a breath of hot air on the glass, black fingers, and wrote a line of Japanese on the glass in a leisurely manner.

"Did you forget it?"

Looking at the handwriting on the glass, Shanjing Ichiro couldn't help being taken aback: "What?? I... what did I forget?"

Facing Shan Jingichiro's questioning, the shadow outside the glass did not continue to write, but gently drew the arrow symbol on the glass with his fingers.

【→】

Looking at the arrow, Shan Jingichiro couldn't help feeling a bad premonition.

Follow the direction of the arrow and look back carefully.