Chapter 222 Sichuan girls are very gentle (I’m not going to lie to you, if you are interested, you can find one and give it a try)
The bus was very dark, not too quiet, and some people were chatting there. We were so excited to chat that we didn't notice anything wrong with the bus at all.
Some people lowered their heads, huddled in their seats and shivered, and their faces were even pale. These people were very lucky. They discovered that this bus was different.
It's not because of anything else, just because of the evil ghost sitting next to them. In this situation, even a fool can find something wrong.
Nonsense, you see a living person with a numb expression, empty eyes, wearing a shroud worn by the dead, and a biting coldness all over his body.
At first glance, he looked like he was not a human being. None of the ordinary people who discovered this anomaly dared to speak, they all stayed silent. These were all smart people.
As for those who were whispering and chatting, they were even luckier, because there were no ghosts sitting next to them, so they didn't notice anything wrong, otherwise they wouldn't have acted like this.
Of course, there are some people who have their heads down. They just play with their mobile phones as soon as they get on the bus and don't pay attention to the changes on the bus. Such people are also lucky.
The bus passed through the rain curtain, and the rain streaked along the window, dripping non-stop, but this was also temporary. This situation would not happen when the bus entered the supernatural place.
The atmosphere in the dim bus was very strange. The ghost and the living person were in the same bus. Who got on the wrong bus? The result was unclear at a glance.
"Mom, it's so dark outside and the rain is so heavy!"
After the bus drove smoothly for more than an hour, a little boy sitting in the middle row by the window stared at the rain pouring on the door. Heavy rain, eyes full of curiosity.
"Yuanyuan, sit tight and don't stand on the seat. This will stain the chair."
A woman sitting next to the little boy pulled the little boy and said in her tone: A little bit of blame.
Hearing what the woman said, the little boy she called Yuanyuan sat down reluctantly, but his eyes never left the scene outside the window.
Obviously he was very interested in the heavy rain outside the bus. Seeing Yuan Yuan's appearance, the woman felt helpless. She shook her head and looked up at the display screen. The number on it was "17".
The woman roughly estimated the number of passengers in the bus, which was obviously more than seventeen, so the number on the display should mean something else.
It does not represent the number of passengers on the car, otherwise the car would be too weird.
Thinking this, the woman turned her head and looked out the window. The heavy rain was pouring down, and the window was blocked by a rain curtain. She couldn't see what was happening outside:
"It's raining so heavily. , I hope the rain will lighten up when I get off the bus," the woman murmured to herself.
Lin Qian leaned back on the seat with her eyes half-opened. The situation in the bus was clear at a glance. The living people and the evil ghosts were divided equally. There were seventeen evil ghosts and sixteen living people.
At first glance, the bus is full. Just two people away from it, this bus is already full.
This kind of situation is something Lin Qian has never encountered before, so he is looking forward to it. When the bus is full, there are still ghosts on the bus. What will happen to the living people?
Was he killed by a ghost or a bus? No one knows this, but there may be a chance to witness this scene today.
The bus was traveling at a normal speed, and the window gradually became dim. The heavy rain gradually died down, and the sound of dripping rain slowly disappeared.
Lin Qian looked out the window and his eyes twinkled:
"We are about to enter a supernatural place. This is really good news."
As the sound of raindrops stopped completely, the bus completely stopped. It became quiet. Many people in the dim bus were drowsy. Except for those ordinary people who knew the situation, the rest were basically sleeping.
A few people were playing with their mobile phones occasionally, but they all got sleepy after just playing for a while. I wonder if it was because the bus was running too smoothly, and the bus was a little dark, which made it easy to get sleepy. People feel sleepy.
"Wei Song, something is wrong. There are too many ghosts and people on the bus. Seventeen ghosts and sixteen people. If there is a sudden stall, can we run away?"
In the back row of the bus, there were several people sitting. All of them covered their faces with hats. Some of them didn't have hats and just wore masks.
The whole body was wrapped tightly, and he looked like a bigger star than a big star. The voice just now came from one of them.
"It's indeed a bit too much. Let's not talk about turning off the engine. Just look at the current position of the bus. There are only two left. If when we stop, there are no ghosts getting off the bus, but there are more than two. The above evil ghosts get on the bus."
"Then, we living people have to give up our seats."
The person who spoke was a man sitting next to the car door. He was wearing a heavy down jacket. , wearing a mask, with bloodshot eyes.
Hearing Wei Song's words, the expressions of the other people changed:
"What is going on today? How come there are so many evil ghosts getting on the bus? Normally there are only about ten at most. Today... Okay, it’s almost over 20.”
“There are indeed some problems today. There are not only more ghosts, but also ordinary people. I counted them carefully today, including those who died before and the people in the car now, there are nearly 90 people in total today."
< br>"This is several times more than usual, which is very problematic." The other two people also said.
Hearing the voices of both of them, Wei Song frowned and looked up out the window at the dim sky, overgrown streets, and the rapidly disappearing city.
This means that the bus is entering a supernatural place. Looking at the speed, it may not be long before the bus completely enters a supernatural place.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Wei Song lowered his head and thought. After a while, he raised his head and said:
"After this stop, let's get off the car first and wait. I've been coming up for a few days. The buses have been very strange these two days. Taking the bus There are a lot of evil spirits."
As soon as Wei Song said these words, the expressions of the other people changed slightly, and they were hesitating in their eyes. They knew what their situation was. If the evil spirits didn't recover quickly. Well, they won't take this bus.
But now Wei Song actually asked them to get off the bus after taking this ride. Although there were indeed some problems with the bus today, it did not affect them too much.
As long as they are careful, there will basically be no problems.
Wei Song saw that they were all silent, their faces were calm, and his eyes were a little cold:
"Haha, you are not willing to get out of the car? Do you still want to continue to suppress Li Gui's resurrection in the car? "
Hearing Wei Song's words, several people were silent, and no one answered Wei Song's question.
Seeing this, Wei Song sneered, his eyes full of disdain:
"I don't care what you think. Anyway, I'm going to get off the bus this time. You know how dangerous the bus is now."
"Just look at this situation, seventeen evil ghosts On the bus, once the bus stalls, all living people on the bus will be killed by seventeen ghosts. "
"Don't you think that you can survive seventeen ghosts just by relying on your abilities?"
"Haha..."
Wei Song laughed and turned to look out the window, ignoring these greedy guys.
After hearing these words, several people looked at each other, hesitating in their eyes whether to get out of the car or not.
What Wei Song said is indeed true. There are really too many ghosts on the bus now. Seventeen ghosts. What is the concept? Once the bus stalls, they will not have a chance to run.
They got on the bus to suppress the resurgence of the evil spirit. They got on the bus to stay alive. If they died inexplicably on the bus like this, they felt it was not worth it.
Thinking about this, several people made up their minds. The bus will not disappear. At most, it will be a little harder to find. But as long as they survive, they will still have a chance to get on the bus.
So they decided to get off the bus with Wei Song and wait a few days until the bus returned to normal before getting on together.
After making up their mind, they looked at Wei Song. One of them was about to say something. At this moment, a blue-haired young man sitting in the front row got mad and stood up from his seat. His face was very ugly.
“What the hell, why did the driver drive the car? Where did this route go!”
“What the hell did I say? I haven’t gotten home yet after sitting for more than an hour. What the hell? It took me a long time to drive the wrong car. If I hadn’t just looked at the navigation, I wouldn’t have known.”
Lan. Young Mao's tone was very rude, his face full of anger, and he angrily walked towards the driver's seat, cursing as he walked:
"Damn it, driver, what the hell are you doing?" Do you know how to drive? If you take this route, I will make many mistakes!”
"You precious dragon, if you don't send me back today, I won't be able to kill you today!"
Lan Mao's scolding was so outrageous that even the people in Sichuan could hardly understand it, but it came from a strange place. No matter how Lan Mao scolded him, the driver remained motionless and didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear Lan Mao's voice at all.
Seeing this, Lan Mao's bad temper immediately came to him:
"Damn it, you are a fairy. The driver asked you, did you hear it?" ”
But until Lanmao walked to the driver’s seat, the driver didn’t react at all and just drove the car seriously.
Lan Mao's voice made everyone in the bus look over. After hearing Lan Mao's curse words, they all fell silent. Those with children even directly covered their ears, such as that one woman.
Lin Qian looked at Lan Mao with a calm expression, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but think:
"People from Sichuan, how comfortable is it to scold others? It sounds so exciting."
Lin Qian stared at Lan Mao's angry face, suddenly frowned, looked up at the front of the bus, her eyes flickered:
"A ghost is blocking the bus?" ( End of chapter)