Chapter 90 Successfully got on the bus (please collect and recommend)
Seeing that the bus was fine after being chopped more than a dozen times. Fang Shiming began to sweat on his forehead, "This place is definitely not reality, otherwise I have to take the bus."
With a thought in his mind, the white ghost domain quickly extended towards the bus like water.
The next second.
Fang Shiming appeared on the roof of the bus. He was very nervous and lay on the roof. Then he stabbed the top of the bus with a knife to prevent the bus from knocking him off.
Outside the car, it was dark.
Fang Shiming saw that both sides of the road were overgrown with weeds, looking deserted and dead. There was no sign of human habitation, and not even a living thing could be seen.
This time the vehicle ran for a very long time. When Fang Shiming became impatient, the speed of the vehicle slowly slowed down.
It was actually the real world. The moment Fang Shiming appeared in the city, he had already reached the parking lot. He did not want to lie on the roof of the car for another second.
Behind him were a group of students in school uniforms, who looked like they were junior high school students. The two students in the lead each held a cigarette in their mouths and walked up behind Fang Shiming with steps that they did not recognize.
He pushed the girl in front of him aside, probably because he felt that Fang Shiming was not easy to mess with, so he didn't come to provoke him.
“Bah~!”
With the sound of braking, the supernatural bus stopped steadily in front of the platform, and at the same time, the front and rear doors of the bus opened at the same time.
Fang Shiming got on the bus immediately. Without hesitation, he chose his original seat and sat down.
Soon, the bus closed and started, then opened slowly.
It was clearly morning, but the light outside the car window dimmed, as if the sun was obscured by dark clouds.
Looking out of the window, the bus seems to have arrived in the suburbs. There are mountains nearby blocking the view, giving people the illusion that the sky is getting dark quickly.
At this time, the group of ordinary passengers who got on the bus finally discovered the problem.
"What's going on? Why did it get dark all of a sudden? Is it going to rain?"
"Eh, isn't it right? This is not the way to school? Master driver, Are you going the wrong way?”
Two hours later.
Fang Shiming stood up and left his seat, and then walked step by step to the driver's seat.
This standing up immediately attracted the attention of people in the carriage, but most of them were just watching.
After walking to the driving position, he reached out and picked up the driver in the driving position.
"You fucking idiot, I'll kill you." Fang Shiming remembered what happened last night when he couldn't catch the bus. Fang Shiming kicked the dead man in the abdomen. The driver flew out and slid a few meters in the aisle of the supernatural bus. Lying there motionless like a dead corpse.
The hat fell to the ground, his stiff and pale face revealed a heavy air of death, and his mouth was slightly open, emitting a faint stench.
It seemed that the driver had been dead for a long time, and even the skin on his face began to rot slightly.
There were exclamations in the bus.
“Ah~!” Several passengers turned pale with fright and slumped down in their seats.
“What happened?” the passenger behind asked hurriedly.
"Si, the driver, he, he seems to be dead." One was so frightened that he almost cried, pointing at the driver's body on the ground and said tremblingly.
Xu Feng, who was sitting at the end, said: "What's all the fuss about? You guys are all unlucky people. You got on a bus that you shouldn't get on. Let's make sure you die. This This bus is not for living people at all, it is used to carry ghosts."
A group of passengers looked at Xu Feng in horror, not daring to say a word.
Fang Shiming turned to look at Xu Feng, and then sat down in his original position in boredom.
At this time, the bus was actually slowing down slowly.
No one stepped on the brakes to control the vehicle, and no one controlled the steering wheel. The car gradually began to pull over as if it were driverless.
"Bah."
With a clear sound of braking, there was a sound.
The bus finally stopped after running for so long.
The next moment.
The front door opened.
A cold breath blew into the car along with the breeze outside, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped several degrees, making people unable to help but get goosebumps.
Outside the car, it was dark and silent. It was already an unknown and mysterious world. It was not a place known to normal people at all.
"Quick, get off the car."
Someone suddenly shouted in the carriage.
Suddenly, people began to rush out of the car like crazy, eager to get as far away from this scary bus as possible. Only a few people were willing to stay on the bus. In the blink of an eye, they all rushed out of the car. Most of them Everyone got out of the car.
“Ahhhh.”
Within a few minutes, the passengers who rushed to the door to get off the bus suddenly stepped back with frightened expressions.
A hammer appeared in the sky above the passengers who had gotten off the bus before but did not come back in time. The hammers fell mercilessly, smashing their heads into pulp.
“Kill, kill someone.”
Not only that, there were also people with poor mental qualities among them, who roared at the top of their lungs.
Some of the last passengers to get on the bus were so frightened that they became speechless and collapsed on the bus, their pale faces full of fear.
Soon, a tall clown appeared, wearing colorful loose clothes, a big red nose, an exaggerated face made up, and a green afro. He was holding a bunch of balloons in one hand and a handful of dripping red liquid in the other hand. Hammer walked towards the bus laughing and joking.
As he got on the car, the coldness in the car became even worse, and the temperature dropped a few degrees again. When passing by Fang Shiming, his big red mouth suddenly opened into laughter.
Fang Shiming has no idea about this kind of Western clown, and the hammer has a scientific name called Skull Crusher, and it should be a supernatural weapon.
At this time, the bus made some noise, and as the front door of the bus closed, the driverless bus started to drive automatically.
Time stopped and went, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the bus stopped in the real world again.
Passengers put in coins one after another to get on the bus. Finally, Yang Jian seemed to be pushed, staggered and almost fell to the bus.
"Which reckless guy pushed me?" Yang Jian looked back.
But he found that there was no one behind him. He was the last one in line to get on the bus, and it was impossible for anyone to push him behind him.
Immediately, he frowned.
The next moment.
The front door of the bus is closed.
After getting on the bus, Yang Jian looked around the carriage.
There were not many people in the carriage, only a dozen or so people were sitting. There were more people sitting in the last row, and the front seemed relatively empty. A man was lying in the first row, looking like he was asleep. (End of this chapter)