Before May Day, Li Wei took his wife Han Yaya to Sanya by plane. After buying the plane ticket, he went through the box and walked to the waiting hall. He didn't get on the plane until 3 pm.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the flight to Sanya is about to take off. Please put away your's desk and fasten your seat belt. Have a nice trip! " After the loudspeaker broadcast on the plane, the plane flew slowly. Han Yaya has never been on a plane, so she can't help running to the bathroom to vomit.
At this time, the plane suddenly shook violently, and Han Yaya was lying on the toilet vomiting. She fell to the ground, and Li Wei was severely hit by the turbulence. Her forehead suddenly broke a small hole, and blood continued to flow down her face.
Slowly, the plane stopped bumping, and Hana vomited everything in her stomach before she returned to her seat with the help of Li Wei. But at this moment, an old man was sitting outside their seats, staring at his feet.
"Excuse me, uncle, let my wife come in! . "When the plane just took off, there was no one sitting outside Li Wei, but when Li Wei and Han Yaya came back from the bathroom, he didn't know when he became a gray-haired old man sitting in the seat outside.
"..." The old man didn't speak, but kept looking at his feet with his head down. He didn't know what was going on, as if he didn't hear Li Wei.
"Big ye? Excuse me! " Li Wei thought that the old man was old, and he cried again without catching what he had just said, but the old man still looked at his feet and didn't want to give up a passage.
"Uncle, let go!" Li Wei was very angry when he saw this photo of the old man. If the old people are not deaf, they must be deliberately embarrassed, because Li Wei's voice is too loud for the old people to hear.
"This is a fool, and you can't squeeze in anyway!" Li Wei was very angry when he saw the old man, so he stepped on the old man's foot with Hana, but strangely, the old man didn't shout because of it, but still stared at his foot.
"mental derangement! Hey, give me some paper! " Li Wei looked at the old man's strange appearance and couldn't help cursing, then asked Han Yaya next to him to take out a toilet and press it on the forehead where there was a wound. The blood soon penetrated into the toilet paper, but the blood stopped.
Han Yaya vomited a little weakly and fell asleep on the small table. At this time, Li Wei kept looking at everyone's face in the cabin. Suddenly, he found a strange thing, that is, everyone in the cabin except himself and his wife was staring at his feet with wide eyes.
"flight attendant!" Li Wei didn't expect anything else at this time. I feel itchy on my forehead. He wants to ask the stewardess to get some medicine for him.
"Hello, what service do you need?" The stewardess catwalk came to Li Wei and asked.
"My forehead is broken. See if you can get me some medicine! " Li Wei took off the toilet paper and pointed to the wound on his forehead. When the clearing was vacant, he saw her go on. I think he went to get the medicine!
"This is your medicine, Sir. What kind do you need? " The stewardess pushed the trolley to ask outside Li Wei's office. Li Wei followed her finger and saw the stewardess coming. Li Wei suddenly stopped her voice. Because what medicine is put on the cart, it is obviously a bloody heart, nails and even human organs.
"Ah, what are you ... you, what are you doing? Don't come over! " Li Wei shouted in fear, but when he stopped crying, he found that no one around him was looking at him. At this moment, the stewardess's eyes are full of resentment coming towards Li Wei, but she is holding a sharp scalpel in her hand!
"Jie Jie, of course, it is for you!" The stewardess said to Li Wei with a strange voice in her throat, and then came up to Li Wei with a scalpel.
"Ah ah! Help! " Li Wei saw the scalpel slowly approaching him and shouted, but no one came out to stop it, but turned coldly to the direction of the nurse and Li Wei.
Li Wei couldn't help being speechless when he saw those people looking at him, because those people had no pupils in their eyes, and it was horrible to stare at Li Wei with white eyes.
"Ah, wife! Help, open the door, help! " Li Wei saw the scalpel in the stewardess's hand stab herself and turned over from her seat. It was not until his wife's screams rang that Li saw that she had just left, and the flight attendant's scalpel stabbed her temple. Han Yaya just let out a scream and fell on the small table.
Realizing that something was wrong, Li Wei ran to the position of the nose and kept beating the door. He hopes that the pilot can turn the plane back immediately, because those people in the plane are not people, they are like ghosts.
"snapping! Is there anything wrong? " The door opened, the hatch of the nose opened, and the pilot's voice came from inside!
"Come on, come on, there are ghosts on the plane." Li Wei hurried to the front of the glass door behind the driver's seat and shouted.
"Jie Jie, is that right?" The pilot's body on the left side shook, and suddenly he let out a terrible harsh voice. He turned around and looked at Li Wei with only white eyes and said.
Li Wei froze. At this time, his brain collapsed. He doesn't know why, why his wife was stabbed to death by a flight attendant, and why all the people in the world will become like that. What happened? I didn't fly to Sanya. Why did I become who I am now?
"Dear passengers, hello, the flight to hell is about to land. Please put away your's desk and fasten your seat belt. The plane will land in three minutes! " The loudspeaker in the radio is ringing.
"Hell flight, hell flight, hell flight ..." Li Wei kept chanting. Looking at the clouds flying outside the window, he realized that the plane was landing quickly. After waiting for three minutes, he only felt that the plane crashed into the ground with a bang and everything in the cabin rolled away. With a violent explosion, all this disappeared.
News: A passenger plane in Xinyu accidentally crashed on the way to Sanya, no one lives. The cause of the accident is under investigation. ...
The Ancient Xuanwumen Spring and Autumn Zhuo Xin Classics of the Fugitive of Postgraduate Entrance Examination