Zhang Shuo looked up slightly and looked at the supernatural bus he was very familiar with, but it was the first time he saw the real thing.

The prototype of the supernatural bus is a bus carrying many students. Because of a pedestrian's dispute with the driver, while the driver was driving, the pedestrian thought the driver could not make any moves and could only let him beat him. However, unexpectedly, the driver was more upset and started fighting with him.

Then the car crashed the guardrail by the bridge and fell into the river. Because the fuel tank was broken, it exploded directly in the air and no one survived.

At this time, the supernatural bus opened the door. Although there were lights inside, it was still a little dim.

Zhang Shuo did not walk up immediately. At this moment, the fear balance on the system panel was beating wildly in his mind!

Many people are fearing!

They fear it was not because of anything else, but because of this bus!

But from the appearance, this bus has nothing unusual except for the older style and older style. However, the windows of this bus are covered with swollen and white faces!

Pairs of dead fish-like eyes staring at Zhang Shuo through the car window.

Zhang Shuo had already turned the camera behind and faced the bus.

At this time, everyone's screen was covered with white faces and dead fish-like eyes. This scene alone made people creepy!

Millions of fear worth getting!

If he had known that he would have such a high return, Zhang Shuo felt that he should have come long ago.

"Hey, are you going to get up?"

At the door of the car, his face was pale and he seemed very fat, but his clothes were tight. The ticket seller, who looked a little weird, frowned and urged Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo nodded and walked up.

When he entered the bus, Zhang Shuo looked back. At this time, the students were sitting strangely in their original position, not sticking them to the window at all.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, and everyone had the answer to the identity of this bus.

Ghost bus!

"Find a seat by yourself, don't stand up!"

The ticket conductor warned Zhang Shuo with a stern face.

Zhang Shuo smiled faintly and didn't care. The mobile phone camera in the live broadcast was still facing directly in front. In this way, what people saw and what Zhang Shuo saw would keep their eyes level.

He found a free seat and sat down, and the ticket conductor walked towards him.

"You, buy a ticket."

The ticket seller said in a muffled voice.

Zhang Shuo directly drew out a piece of underworld coins and handed them over.

The live broadcast room immediately started a frenzy of deducting 666 again.

"If you don't accept the wall, just accept the anchor and buy tickets for the underworld coins. I ask who you are sitting on?"

"You are stupid upstairs. You are taking the ghost bus, of course you have paid for the underworld coins!"

"The above-story is reasonable!"

"You understand you!"

"Why do you care about so many things? Just lock 666!"

...

At this time, the ticket seller looked at the dark coin handed over by Zhang Shuo. His originally dull and dull face had some changes for the first time.

They are ghosts locked here in supernatural scenes, and their memories and actions are very mechanical. They only know that they have to take this bus, whether it is the ticket seller or the passenger, they all perform their duties.

Always immerse yourself in the infinite cycle of reincarnation.

They didn't even know that Zhang Shuo was the one who controlled their destiny.

The ticket seller looked at Zhang Shuo, his eyes changed again and again.

Although she wanted to get angry, she didn't know why she was angry, because the money she handed over by Zhang Shuo was real money for them!

The ticket seller slowly took the money and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Zhang Shuo frowned and said:

"What are you doing when you stand there? Find money!"

"give change..."

The ticket seller suddenly realized.

Yes, as a ticket seller, this is its job, and it is naturally very familiar with this business.

Zhang Shuo's face looked a little impatient and asked:

"How much is the ticket?"

The ticket seller skillfully replied: "The ticket price is 50 cents."

Zhang Shuo nodded and signaled: "Okay, you can find money."

The ticket seller looked at the kind of ghost money in his hand.

Bank of the Underworld.

100,000 yuan.

She almost cried!

One million?

When did you get a big bill of one million?

However, it has confirmed just now that this one is...real money.

Real money, one million, ticket price of 50 cents, change.

The ticket seller is going crazy.

Where can I find 999,999,500 ounces of money for this passenger?

Even if they were sold, there weren't so many!

The ticket seller stood there, at a loss, and his mechanical thinking was forcibly pulled.

This scene directly made the people in the live broadcast room confused at first, and then they all laughed with their stomachs in their arms!

"I never thought that one day I could be so rich, throwing out a stack of money at will, and the denomination is all one million!"

"If the ticket wasn't big enough, I guess I would have a bill worth tens of billions of dollars. Please don't be envious, because you can do it too, hahaha!"

"Oh, I can't help it. No, no, I might be laughing to death here!"

"Looking at the confused ticket seller, guess what she is thinking now?"

"Accept the words upstairs, I guess she feels that she has met a big guy and wants to hug her thighs!"

"Hey, I'm here to watch Supernatural Live, why does it make me laugh so hard that my stomach hurts?"

People spoke happily on the public screen, but did not notice at all. At this time, the scene on the supernatural bus seemed to have changed a little.

The ticket seller held the underworld coins in his hand tightly, and his chaotic thinking even made her ghost body unstable, and the ghost energy ran around her, and a fog of black fog rose around her.

Not only the ticket seller, but also the many students who had been sitting there quietly on the bus, all stood up at this moment.

They looked at the dark coin in the ticket seller's hand and walked slowly over, stretched out their nails that were soaked off, and their pink rotten hands wanted to grab the dark coin.

Zhang Shuo spread his hands.

"Hey, why are you standing there? Get change? If you are robbed, that's your responsibility!"

The ticket seller seemed to have come back to his senses. She looked at Zhang Shuo, then looked at the underworld coins in her hand, and roared at the ghost students coming over!

The students calmed down and did not squeeze forward any further.

The ticket seller stuffed the underworld coins back into Zhang Shuo's hand, but he didn't know where he took out a wrinkled piece of money. It was already very blurry. The banknote that had been eliminated was stuffed into Zhang Shuo's hand, and then found a seat and sat down.

Seeing the ticket seller's strange movements, Zhang Shuo couldn't help laughing this time.

Has this been disturbed by myself?

The ticket seller resigned directly!

Zhang Shuo looked at the driver's seat again.

The formation of ghost buses has a direct relationship with the driver, and until now, he has not seen who the person who is arguing with the driver. Since he is going to live broadcast the adventure, he is fortunate to study it.

Zhang Shuo walked towards the driver's seat, but the ticket seller did not stop him and sat there quietly.

It’s like Zhang Shuo is the ticket seller here now.

Zhang Shuo walked straight to the front and looked towards the driver's seat.

This time, Zhang Shuo couldn't help but swear.
Chapter completed!