"Young man, when are you going to leave?"

The old lady looked at Zhao Yang with a drooling look, looking impatient.

She wanted to pounce on it!

If Zhao Yang hadn't ignored her, she would have pounced on her and bit her when she arrived!

People can't hear her talking.

So she can't eat...

After finally waiting for Zhao Yang to speak, she thought...

Can you eat it?

Unfortunately, the lighter in this kid's hand is a bit weird...

Very scary...scary.

After thinking about it again, the old lady felt that there was still one month left, and this piece of meat would have to be in her mouth sooner or later.

I can stand it and wait until the fire in this kid's hand is extinguished.

First, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and the aunt started chatting with Zhao Yang with a smile.

She said something, and Zhao Yang agreed.

The fire of the lighter in your hand is getting weaker and weaker.

It's about to be destroyed.

It can be fired again.

The old lady's eyes were green when she waited, and her already wrinkled face was full of twists.

She's hungry...

Some can't wait!

The lighter was left with only a mung bean-sized flame still burning, and the old lady felt that she could do it.

Stand up and light your feet.

The old lady swallowed her saliva and said to Zhao Yang: "Young man, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"Wish?" Zhao Yang chuckled and said, "You should take care of yourself, don't be unable to control yourself for a while, but instead sacrifice your life."

"Hey, you little boy, how do you talk? With your broken mouth, even if I don't eat you, you won't be able to get out of the car."

The old lady tore her face apart.

Literal meaning.

It was really tearing off the skin on the face... dozens of fangs that covered half of the face were exposed.

"If you can't leave, just give it to my aunt..."

A face quickly enlarged in front of Zhao Yang until it could bite the head in one bite...

He bite directly at Zhao Yang!

The mouth is big and you can see your throat.

Through his throat, Zhao Yang could still see dozens of shadows in his belly.

Zhao Yang's hand holding the lighter shook.

Steel lighter is out of hand.

After drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

It fell into the big mouth.

Click.

The sharp teeth nipped on the lighter's shell.

After taking a bite, he felt that the wrong monster's face changed and wanted to spit out the things in his mouth.

Can't spit it out anymore.

As soon as her mouth opened, a silver fist hit her mouth.

"If you eat it, just swallow it. The teacher said it's not good to waste food."

Amid the monster's horror and biting, Zhao Yang spoke expressionlessly:

“Eat it.

Swallow it.

Although it doesn't taste

But it resists hunger, isn't it?"

Boom! The fire exploded in the monster's belly!

White flame.

It burned little by little from the belly and quickly ignited the monster.

Humanoid torch.

Still transparent!

When ignited by the fire, the monster no longer asked to spit out the lighter in his stomach, but only wanted to close his mouth.

But it had a fist in its mouth.

Can't close anymore.

Transparent figures flew out of their mouths, flying around the monster in a daze.

The monster struggled even more crazily.

But her strength is gradually decreasing.

It was not until the last two light spots flew out of her mouth that the struggled monster turned into ashes.

There are only a small handful, like dust after burning paper.

The lighter fell to the ground.

Zhao Yang bent down and picked up the lighter. He pressed it lightly, and the flame became brighter.

The fire light lit up, and the souls around him who were still in a daze seemed to have sensed the danger and subconsciously stayed away from Zhao Yang.

But they didn't fly far and were still wandering at the intersection.

Zhao Yang ignored them, but sat down again, playing with the lighter in his hand.

Keep waiting...

Then, he saw the old-fashioned bus that had just driven away driving back again.

It's driving very fast!

Braking suddenly!

Less than three meters away from Zhaoyang, the old-fashioned bus finally stopped.

"Hey, the 1414th Chenba is driving. If you should get on the bus, get on the bus quickly. If you can't catch up, you will have no cars this month!"

The female flight attendant started shouting with a loudspeaker again.

This time the effect was good. The souls floating around flew over and turned into their own way when they approached the bus.

"Miss, you're a good person..."

"The girl is so beautiful..."

"Girl, where are we going?"

They lined up to get into the car one by one, and the wronged souls seemed to have no idea that they had been swallowed up, nor did they know that the young man sitting on the other side had just rescued them.

Their time is still in the time when they die.

You can't look back...

No memory.

I don't know what happened.

Even the consciousness becomes chaotic.

If they hadn't seen the bus, they wouldn't even have the chance to wake up again.

But the female flight attendant doesn't care about these.

Anyone who praises her for being beautiful will smile.

The smile is charming.

After all these "people" got on the bus, the bus did not drive away immediately this time.

After hesitating for a moment, the female flight attendant got off the car and walked to Zhao Yang.

He waved his hand to Zhao Yang, and the female flight attendant said, "Hey, young man, don't you get on the bus?"

Get on the bus?

Zhao Yang looked up at her.

Well, I smiled beautifully, and those old men and women were not wrong.

It seemed that Zhao Yang was a little embarrassed to stare at him. The female flight attendant gave him a blank look and said, "If you die, get in the car, if you don't die, you will be resurrected. What do you want to do if you don't die?

Cultivate immortals?”

Zhao Yang was speechless.

He pointed to the two shadow puppets flying above his head: "Look, these two ghosts are pressing against my Yuan...Yanghuo, do you have a way to get them away?"

The female flight attendant looked up.

Two shadow puppets bowed their heads.

Both sides looked at each other.

After a few seconds of strange silence, the female flight attendant took out a small notebook from her pocket and wrote a few strokes on it.

When I looked up, the two shadows were still floating there.

"I can't do anything."

The smile turned into a crying face, and even the flushing on his face became dark. The female flight attendant said to Zhao Yang as if she was mourning: "They are not my own, you ask for good luck.

I will pick you up when you die.

By the way, I still lack a companion in my car. When did you die? I and the above report to keep you."

Zhao Yang: "..."

The female flight attendant got on the bus and the bus drove away.

The bus disappeared in the distance, and Zhao Yang glanced at his watch.

"It's past ten o'clock, I can't wait today..."

Obviously, looking for buses with a lot of people at 10:30 in the evening has a problem with this idea.

Zhao Yang doesn't want to wait anymore.

I stood up, patted the dust on my butt, and planned to leave.

But at this moment, a bus full of people drove over in the distance!

The driver picked up someone and stopped in front of Zhao Yang.

"Get on the bus and get off work."

The driver has a bad temper.

Zhao Yang didn't care if he felt that he was turning around. He had to drive a bus at around 10 o'clock in the evening. It would be strange if he had a good temper!

Put coins in, get on the car.

Looking at the car in front of him, Zhao Yang smiled.

"Senior Brother Zhang, this bath is really comfortable."

"No, that student girl rubs her back with her big breasts, haha, how can that amount feel uncomfortable?"

"It's just that the master urged me to be a little anxious. Otherwise, I really want to open a room..."

"Shit, that guy can't stop fighting if he doesn't have two thousand, right?"

"Hey! It doesn't cost our own salary, so what are you afraid of when you are all public funds in the temple?"

On the seat, several monks with shaved heads were chatting.
Chapter completed!