This group of students is about fifteen or sixteen years old, probably in the first grade of high school, or even junior high school students.
There were four men and four women in total. Eight of them gathered in front of the car, not daring to go back. They were all like frightened little rabbits, looking at everything unfamiliar in front of them in panic.
This is normal. I recall that when I first boarded the car, there were some strange passengers on the car.
At that time, I was also on tenterhooks, for fear of getting into something dirty. After all, the car was so weird, and most of the passengers sitting in it were not normal either.
I thought so at the beginning, and these students naturally thought so too, so at this moment they could neither move forward nor retreat. They were standing at the front of the car, looking at everything in the car cautiously.
Obviously, they thought our group was dangerous, so they didn't dare to go toward the back door for a while.
While these students were sizing us up, we were also observing them, all of them with wonderful expressions.
After all, this feeling of changing things is quite strange, but this time we are not the ones experiencing it, but the group of young students in front of us, and we become bystanders.
"Do they think we are ghosts? This is not surprising. To them, this car is just a ghost car. Can the people in the ghost car be normal people?" I thought to myself.
It was the first time I took this car, and I also encountered a ghost, but I was tougher at that time and kicked the ghost lady out of the car.
Logically speaking, normal people would think that we are ghosts, but the interesting thing is that we are not ghosts.
This car is full of people.
This tense atmosphere lasted for two or three minutes. The leading boy gritted his teeth and walked towards us.
There was a look of surprise in my eyes, I didn't expect this person to have some courage.
This boy bravely walked past us and finally reached the back door smoothly.
Seeing that we didn't do anything dangerous, the boy immediately breathed a sigh of relief and immediately waved to his classmates, motioning them to come over. He was probably worried that he couldn't get out of the car at the front door.
This is normal. Generally speaking, we get on the bus at the front door and get off later. They will pass by us sooner or later.
Several other students also mustered up the courage to walk past us cautiously, and then sat in the back row together, whispering something. What was interesting was that I could completely understand what they were saying.
"Who are these people? Could they be ghosts?"
"It's possible. Even though they look harmless, they might be ghosts in disguise."
"Ah, don't scare me, I'm scared"
These students sat at the back and their voices were as loud as mosquitoes, but they underestimated our hearing. We were able to hear everything they said. For a while, everyone looked a little weird. After all, they were inexplicably heard.
People mistakenly think they are ghosts.
"Did the ghost master impose some methods on them, so they can understand the language?" I said thoughtfully.
Looking back on our junior high school days, we were thrown into different worlds more than once, but we did not encounter any language barriers. This must be because of what the ghost master did.
This is not surprising. If the language cannot be communicated smoothly, the homework will not be completed, so the communication problem must be solved.
The boring journey started to become interesting after this group of students came in. Everyone was listening to them with open ears, and I was no exception.
Judging from what they said, their experiences are very similar to mine. They are also junior high school students, and there are ghost teachers in the class. This is their first time to come out to complete their weekend homework.
Full of familiarity and memories.
However, it is obviously not a good memory. In fact, for this group of young people who are just starting out, facing this kind of thing for the first time, there is nothing but fear.
Two girls could not bear the pressure and began to cry secretly. They were obviously too scared.
Seeing this scene, I had mixed feelings.
Because I have had the same experience, I know that most of them will die after this trip.
In fact, it is a good ending if someone survives, and there is a possibility of being wiped out by the group.
When I think that such a vivid life will soon wither away, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.
"Maybe I can help them." With this thought in mind, I took the initiative to chat: "Hey, your school should also have a ghost teacher. What is the content of the homework this time?"
My sudden voice startled the eight students, and they all looked at me in confusion.
It was the leading boy named Liu Xiangyu who suppressed his fear and asked proactively: "Excuse me, who are you and how do you know about us?"
"I'm not a bad person anyway." I said sincerely, "On the contrary, I want to help you get through the difficulties so that all of you can live smoothly."
"Really?" Upon hearing this, some students seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and their eyes glowed with brilliance.
Of course, there are also students who look wary and suspicious, such as Liu Xiangyu, who doesn’t quite believe me.
Passengers on the ghost bus claimed to want to help him. This situation, which can be called a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken, naturally seemed a bit strange to him.
"Why should we believe you?" Liu Xiangyu asked with a suspicious look in his eyes: "Maybe you are just a ghost, saying this just to lower our vigilance, and then take the opportunity to attack us. It is possible that the homework has not started since we stepped on the bus
It started the moment we got in the car.”
"It's normal for you to be wary, but I really want to help you because I have gone through similar experiences like you."
Hearing this, Liu Xiangyu was dubious and said, "Then do you have any evidence?"
"Yes." I nodded and stretched out my palm. Immediately, a ray of light gathered in my palm, exuding hot energy.
Seeing this scene, the eight students all changed their expressions.
"hiss!"
"Ghost spirit?"
"No, it's different from the ghost master's, this one is blue!"
"The ghost aura of ghosts is black, but the ghost aura of humans is different. It comes in all colors." I smiled, took the energy back into my body, and said, "You should feel the heat of this energy, right?
If I want, I can burn you all to ashes right now."
"In this case, why should I deceive you?" I spread my hands and said, "I really want to help you."
Hearing this, several students looked at each other. After a moment, Liu Xiangyu said excitedly: "Senior, please save us!"
Obviously, the operation I just performed has convinced him.
"good"
Just when I was about to say something, Zhu Yishun's dull voice came from the driver's seat: "Ye Yan!"