To be honest, the timing for these aunts to appear was just the blink of an eye by Wang Feng.
The noise was very similar to Wang Feng's memory of squeezing on the bus, but Wang Feng also knew that these aunts who appeared were definitely not serious people.
They are not human beings.
Despite what he does, he is very popular.
But Wang Feng can still clearly feel that there is a very strange aura on their bodies, which is similar to Yin Qi but does not have the cold feeling of Yin Qi.
Somewhat interesting.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, but Wang Feng didn't rush to grab it. Looking at the aura of the aunts, with his thin arms and thin legs, he was just looking for abuse.
In fact, there were not many aunts, only seven or eight, but the momentum displayed by the aunts vying for a seat in the car was comparable to that of thousands of troops.
Seeing that the aunties were all getting on, Wang Feng walked towards the bus door in a leisurely manner. He didn't dare to wait leisurely any longer. If the bus closed and left, his mission would fail, and he wouldn't even be able to find someone to reason with him.
No.
"This bus is an unmanned ticket-selling bus. Passengers who board the bus should consciously put in two yuan coins. Passengers are asked to prepare change. Change is not given on the bus."
Just as I got in the car, a gentle female voice prompted from the speaker.
"Hey, it looks shabby on the outside, but the software is in good condition."
After saying silently, Wang Feng took out two steel bungees from his pocket and put them into the coin box.
Then, Wang Feng took a look at the carriage.
The ground is still clean, but due to the age, the paint on it has fallen off badly. The original color of the iron sheet exposed by washing it looks quite interesting.
The people sitting on the chairs, in addition to the aunts who got on the bus just now, there are five or six people, including the elderly, children, students, and young women. One person can represent an ethnic group, which makes Wang Feng slightly surprised.
"When the vehicle starts, please sit still and hold on."
Listening to the sound from the loudspeaker, Wang Feng stopped staying, found an unoccupied two-seater, and sat down against the window.
The reason why Wang Feng chose the window seat was because he could easily observe other places in the carriage. He just took a look at it just now, but Wang Feng did it so as not to attract other people's attention.
The chair is made of plastic shell, the material is very hard, and it feels uncomfortable to sit on it.
But after Wang Feng sat down, he didn't move at all.
To be honest, the atmosphere in the car is very strange now. The aunt who was chattering just now is very quiet after getting on the car.
What's even more strange is that none of the twenty or so people spoke, and all of them looked calm, as if they were deliberately acting this way.
"What are they afraid of?"
Wang Feng frowned slightly, moved his eyes, and looked at the driver through the gap between the seats in front of him.
The driver was wearing a uniform with a large cap on his head. The cap covered most of his face. Even through the rearview mirror, only a round chin could be seen.
He was sitting upright, and his hands seemed to be welded to the steering wheel. I only moved when I needed to finish turning, to prove that he was not a dead person.
While Wang Feng was observing, the bus stopped and the front and back doors opened at the same time.
No one got out of the car, but at the front door, a few people came up.
Um?
Anyone?
They are indeed human beings!
After Wang Feng confirmed, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. The three people who came up, two men and one woman, were all living people.
After getting on the bus, the three people did not sit down immediately.
But after looking around the entire carriage, the three of them focused their attention on Wang Feng's sacred mountain, and then they walked towards Wang Feng.
Among them, the woman in a floral skirt chose to sit next to Wang Feng, and the other two people sat in the double seat behind.
With a suspicious gleam in his eyes, Wang Feng glanced at the woman sitting next to him and confirmed again that she was human.
But the weather outside was not good, it was late at night, and the skirt on the woman was very thin, making her look very cold.
After the woman sat down, she waited for a moment and took out a notebook and a pen from her bag.
"You are a player too."
She wrote uncontrollably, but did not mean to show it directly to Wang Feng. Instead, she continued to write: No, I am not. This is a dialogue.
Then, the writing stopped abruptly.
What's the meaning?
Wang Feng frowned slightly, and the woman tilted her head as if inadvertently, and her pair of autumn eyes happened to look at Wang Feng.
Is that so?
They are humans and players from the outside.
With a slight nod of his head, Wang Feng wanted to see what the woman wanted to do.
Sure enough, after seeing Wang Feng nod, the woman first smiled with understanding, and then continued to write in the notebook: The two people behind me and I are also players, and we were accidentally pulled into this dungeon.
"Wang Qian, talented person level."
"Liu Guo, a talented person."
"Zhang Yong, a talented person."
After finishing writing, the woman handed the notebook and pen in her hand to Wang Feng.
After taking it, Wang Feng wrote in the notebook: Wang Feng, a talented woman.
Then, he wrote another sentence: Can't we talk in the car?
Wang Qian nodded and took the notebook over: "Let's transmit the message. Talking in the car may trigger the rules and unexpected things happen."
After a ghost master reaches the talent level, he will have the ability to transmit sounds, so that within a certain range, he does not have to worry about being unable to communicate due to certain rules.
For example now...
"Is your mission also to sit at the terminal?" Wang Feng did not look at Wang Qian. Even when he took the notebook just now, Wang Feng did not pay too much attention to Wang Qian.
The same was true for Wang Qian. After getting in the car, Wang Feng felt the situation inside the car and realized that very scary things might happen if he communicated in the car.
Otherwise these ghosts wouldn't be so honest.
"Well, it seems our mission is the same."
Wang Qian said calmly: "Wang Feng, are you a newcomer? How many times have you participated in dungeons?"
"Is this... visible?"
"Haha, kid, Sister Wang has participated in the dungeon no less than ten times. A newbie like you can tell at a glance."
"Zhang Yong, don't say that. How many times you participate in dungeons in a terrifying place is not a measure of strength."
"On the other hand, Wang Feng, you, a newcomer, can actually be pulled into this talented dungeon. You must have your own uniqueness."
While Wang Qian was talking, the bus stopped again.
She immediately stopped talking and looked forward.
This time when we arrived at the bus stop, no one got off the bus. Instead, seven or eight people got on from the front.
"There's only one spot left."
Wang Qian silently calculated and said to the three of them: "When we wait until the next stop, there will definitely be changes."
After taking a look at Wang Qian who was determined, Wang Feng secretly admired it. It turned out that the three of them walked so slowly after getting in the car, and they had actually seen a lot of things while dilly-dallying.
He didn't use his mental power wantonly. When there were unknown ghosts in the car, Wang Feng didn't want to suffer inexplicable attacks just because he used his mental power.
A location?
If there is not one person at the next stop, but several people, will there be a rush for seats?
In a scary place, taking a bus may not be like the real world, and you can still stand when there is no seat.
When getting on the bus, Wang Feng had seen that the number of people getting off and getting on the bus was roughly the same, which meant that there was some kind of rule controlling the number of people getting on and off the bus.
Thinking about it this way, Wang Feng somewhat understood the behavior of the aunt in front who was rushing to get on the bus.
As creatures in a terrifying place, they must know these rules, so they fight for positions in the car.
but……
The look in his eyes flickered slightly, and Wang Feng was still not sure whether this judgment was accurate.
Just wait, the next stop will be clear.
Not long after waiting, the bus stopped again. This time no one got off the bus, but in front, five people got on.
The old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, and the pregnant women all occupy one space each.
He looked pale, as if he was about to die at the next moment. After getting on the bus, the only thing he saw in the car was that he was not going too fast.
In a flash, he rushed over there, grabbed a seat and sat down.
It's really fast.
While Wang Feng was still sighing, Wang Qian's voice sounded: "Everyone, be careful, something is very wrong with them."
Of course something is wrong.
Wang Feng also noticed why there were exactly five people coming up, and they were such a strange combination.
The only seat is occupied, so where can the remaining old, weak, disabled and pregnant sit?
There are only four positions, which are the four players.
Just as Wang Feng thought, the first person to come over was the pregnant woman.
With a big belly, she walked leisurely to Wang Qian, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then said to Wang Qian: "Sister, can you give up your seat? I..."
Before she finished speaking, the pregnant woman kept stroking her belly with her right hand. Her meaning was self-evident and made known to the world.
"I'm sorry, sister, it's not convenient for me either."
Seeing the pregnant woman speaking, Wang Qian put down her fear and replied: "The relatives are here."
After saying that, he also clutched his stomach with a look of pain on his face.
This works too!
Wang Feng was shocked when he saw Wang Qian's performance.
He could tell that the pregnant woman had something on her mind.
Wang Qian's answer made the pregnant woman stunned for a moment, and then her eyes fell on Wang Feng.
"Little brother, you..."
bass!
Pulling out the black dagger from the sheath, the black blade absorbed the light. Wang Feng pretended to trim his nails with the blade casually and looked at the pregnant woman: "Sister, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." The pregnant woman felt the breath on the black dagger and said repeatedly.
Then she moved her body and walked to the back.
"You two, can you make room for my little sister? It's quite tiring to stand."
"I'm tired too."
"Oh, I've been working all day."
Zhang Yong and Liu Guo refused directly. Without waiting for the pregnant woman to say anything, they directly blocked her next words: "You don't want us to give up our seats. How can you do this? If I die suddenly while standing, my family will
I don’t have anyone to take care of me, so you shouldn’t be so unreasonable.”
"You...hum."
As if she was apprehensive, the pregnant woman continued to walk back with a cold hum, and came to an office worker. She didn't say a word, and just stared at the office worker quietly.
The latter seemed to be frightened by something. He immediately stood up and gave up his seat, and then shouted to the driver: "I want to get off the car."
The car door opened, and the office workers hurriedly got out of the car.
"Anyone else want to get off the bus?"
The driver spoke for the first time, in a gloomy voice that didn't sound like a voice that a living person could make.
"I'll go down too."
"I'm going, I almost stopped."
"Hey, are we here already? I'll get off the car too."
As if there was a script, three people stood up one after another and got out of the car quickly.
"There's no one around anymore, everyone is seated."
There was a vacant seat, and the remaining old and weak people were sitting in the seats of the passengers who had just got off the bus.