The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 250: Ghost Platform (Fourth Update)

Translator: 549690339

“Little Long…I…I usually don’t ride the subway at night, I…I really didn’t expect…the subway station at night…to be…to be this terrifying…” Song Yuru said, her teeth chattering.

“Hehe, big wife, what are you afraid of? After you put the ghost charm on yourself, you are the ‘ghost’… why are you still scared?” Huang Xiaolong teased.

“Little Long! Stop…stop talking nonsense! I’m not a ghost!” Song Yuru, both angry and scared, stomped her foot and exclaimed.

Just then—

“Don’t…don’t come over…” Against the wall, a middle-aged man dressed in tattered clothes, his face filthy, looked at Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru in terrified, huddled up, and made a distorted sound.

“Ah!” Song Yuru was also startled.

“Oh… big wife, this is a person, not a ghost, don’t be scared.” Huang Xiaolong laughed and forcefully pulled Song Yuru over. “It’s just a begging vagrant.”

“Don’t come over! Don’t come over!” The middle-aged man was so scared that he urinated himself, his face was pale as a paper and knelt down, continuously kowtowing, “Ghost brother, ghost sister, please spare my life, don’t eat me…I…I have family and kids, I can’t die… please let me go…”

“Enough, don’t stay in the subway station at night. Hurry up and leave.” Huang Xiaolong said impatiently. “Also, I remind you, if you ever meet a real ghost, don’t say anything about having family and kids, because such talk easily arouses the jealousy of spirits towards the living, in that case, even if it didn’t mean to harm you, it will.”

The middle-aged man raised his head, looked at Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru with a strange gaze, and then scrambled out of the subway station.

Huang Xiaolong, holding Song Yuru’s hand, continued to walk.

When they reached the ticket checking point, they saw that every ticket machine was already closed.

But, the subway station’s ticket machines, not even 1 meter high, not to mention adult men, even women could easily climb over them.

“Big wife, the last empty train probably has left the starting station, let’s hurry to the platform.” Huang Xiaolong, with Song Yuru, easily climbed over the ticket machine and then, along the escalator that descends, went directly to the underground platform.

A deserted platform.

This station is called “Dongshan Road Station”, Binhai subway line 14, from the starting station to the end station, there are a total of 27 stations, “Dongshan Road Station” is the sixth last station.

“Big wife, let’s wait a while.” Huang Xiaolong, holding Song Yuru’s hand, began to wait on the platform.

Only to see, in the dark subway tunnel, there was nothing, no light at all, it made people’s hair stand on end, and they felt uneasy.

“Little Long…I…I really won’t dare to ride the subway alone in the future…it’s so scary.” Song Yuru, tightly holding Huang Xiaolong’s hand, cold sweat pouring out of her palm.

“Big wife, that’s just like you, I said a long time ago, you could go with the uncles and aunts, but you insisted on coming on this subway with me, now you know to be afraid, right?” Huang Xiaolong teased. “This is nothing, wait a bit, there’s something even scarier.”

In Huang Xiaolong’s mind… will there be ghosts taking the last empty train?

“Well… I am also doing this to help you dig up the graveyard of the Hu Family, right? I also want to contribute to saving the residents of our urban village…Little Long, you are not allowed to laugh at me! Also, you have to protect me, understand?” Song Yuru said indignantly.

At this moment!

Thump thump thump

In the deathly silence of the platform, a slow and steady sound suddenly came!

This was the sound of a woman wearing high heels walking on the ground!

Hearing this sound, Song Yuru’s heart tightened.

But Huang Xiaolong laughed in his heart… ‘Oh wow! There really are ghosts! The last empty train is for ghosts to ride! So fun!’

“Big wife, don’t be scared, you put on the ‘ghost charm’, they won’t recognize you.” Huang Xiaolong gave a light smile.

Soon, a woman dressed in a red skirt came and stood next to Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru, quietly waiting. She didn’t take the initiative to talk to Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru.

Hidden within her waterfall-like long hair was a face devoid of any human color, a pale face radiating a sharp and icy aura. Just the residual light from the corner of her eye bestowed an endless abyss of terror.

This was naturally a red-clothed fierce ghost.

Song Yuru didn’t dare to look at it.

However, Huang Xiaolong just grinned. “Beautiful lady, where are you headed?”

Hearing this, the red-clothed female ghost numbly turned her head to look at Huang Xiaolong, “I’m going to the Urban village Station, what about you two?”

“Hehehe, the same.” Huang Xiaolong laughed.

“Oh…” the red-clothed female ghost nodded, “I have never seen you before… when did you die? Just recently?”

“We have never seen you either.” Huang Xiaolong joked.

“Nonsense! I always take the subway here!” the red-clothed female ghost grunted.

At this moment, footsteps rustled on the platform, only to see, a large group of ghosts had come up, all waiting for the subway.

These ghosts, men and women, old and young, some silent, some with menacing faces, some cackling, some chatting with each other

“Hehe  today I scared that old man so much he fell off his chair… I laughed so much.”

“What’s so great about that? Today I possessed a man and made love to his girlfriend… it was so comfortable, gaga”

“I wanted to go straight into a pregnant woman’s belly, and make her baby die seven days after birth… Yay! So cool!”

Hearing these malevolent spirits chat, many of them were up to no good.

Scared, Song Yuru closed her eyes, her body was on edge.

But Huang Xiaolong started observing with interest.

The originally deserted platform was now crowded with ghosts.

This scene was similar to the daytime, when people jostled to catch the subway to work or school.

‘Damn, riding the subway during the day, you have to fight with people for seats, never expected that riding the subway at dawn, you have to fucking fight with ghosts for seats! Damn, it’s really not easy for a country kid to take a subway ride!’ Huang Xiaolong was speechless.

Most of the spirits waiting for the subway were red-clothed fierce ghosts, there were many obsequious lonely ghosts and wild ghosts.

“Big brother, do you have a cigarette? Give me one.” A middle-aged male ghost dressed in red approached Huang Xiaolong, grinned exposing his bloody mouth and smiled. “Yo, your girlfriend is pretty hot.”