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Chapter 302 The Dead Driver

Seeing that Zhang Hao was actually persuaded to come back, Yang Jian had a weird look on his face. This guy's stance was probably too unstable, and he was coaxed back with just a few words.

but......

Yang Jian looked at the elderly mother-in-law sitting in front, but his eyes flickered.

She knew something was wrong with this bus~!

It seemed that Zhang Hao was persuaded to come back with good intentions and did not want him to continue exploring.

"It seems everything is normal and there is no problem. Brother, you are too worried. The driver may have changed the route for other reasons. Don't make a fuss. But it's annoying to get on the wrong bus. When we stopped at the next stop, we got off early.

, you can figure it out by yourself when the time comes." Zhang Hao said.

Yang Jian casually replied: "It would be great if I could get off the bus smoothly."

He tried just now, but he couldn't get off the bus even with his own abilities. Ordinary people probably haven't realized how weird this bus is.

"What do you mean?" The girl who told the ghost story before looked at Yang Jiandao.

Yang Jiandao; "Although some of the things said are unbelievable, I personally think that those of us, and even other people on the bus, seem to be unlucky. We got on a bus that we shouldn't have got on. I don't know if the driver really changed the route.

, but this car does have a big problem. It’s not easy to get off the car easily. I don’t know how long it will take when the car stops. It has been twenty years since the last stop.

No pit stops for many minutes."

"And now that we have left the city, it is obviously impossible for buses to park on the roadside at will."

"Of course, you can also think that I am paranoid, and you don't have to believe what I say. Anyway, if something goes wrong, I may not be able to help you. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

"Brother, you think this is a ghost story. Stop scaring me. You can't scare me." Zhang Hao curled his lips and didn't believe what Yang Jian said.

Although he believed in ghosts, he didn't believe that he would encounter ghosts while riding in a car with so many people.

"Zhang Hao, you'd better ask the driver again to see how long it will take for the stop." The girl who spoke just now felt uneasy.

"I feel like you are all a little crazy. You just got on the wrong bus. What's all the fuss about? People who don't know better thought we were going to crash on the plane. We've heard too many ghost stories."

Another young man next to him couldn't stand it anymore. He felt that Yang Jian was a little abnormal in his mind and might be a delusional patient. He ignored his words and immediately shouted: "Brother driver, you are going the wrong way. Hurry to the roadside."

Please stop for a moment, we need to get off the car."

When he shouted, many people in the carriage turned their heads and looked at him.

However, after shouting, his question received no response, and the driver who was driving in front remained silent at this time.

"Brother driver?"

After shouting several times, the driver in front still didn't answer, as if he couldn't hear this person's question.

"Damn, what's going on? Is this driver mute? I'll go over and have a look." The young man walked over angrily.

The difference from before was that the old woman didn't persuade him when he passed by.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." The young man walked over with a bit of anger, came to the driver's seat and pushed the driver who was driving.

In the end, this push didn't matter.

The driver who had been driving the whole time fell down weakly, his hat fell to the ground, his stiff and pale face revealed a heavy air of death, and his mouth was slightly open, and a stench was faintly emitted.

The driver had been dead for at least a day when we went up there. Now he was a dead body and started to decompose slightly.

"Ah~!" The young man's face turned pale with fright, and he collapsed on the ground.

"Zheng Wenyao, what's wrong?" his companion Zhang Hao asked hurriedly.

"Si, the driver, he, he seems to be dead..." The young man named Zheng Wenyao was so frightened that he almost cried. He pointed at the driver's body on the ground and his whole body was shaking with fear.

It is normal for ordinary people to be afraid of death.

But what should be more fearful is the strange things happening behind this dead man.

The driver has been dead for more than a day, so who was the person who drove the bus before? There is no reason that a corpse can drive.

At this moment.

Although there is no one in the driving seat of the bus, the steering wheel on the bus is turning slightly when the bus is driving through the curve, as if an invisible person is controlling the vehicle, and the driver is doing this.

A bus travels to an unknown place.

Yang Jian didn't pay attention to the bus driver's body, but focused on the driver's seat. He saw such a strange scene.

"Since the person driving in the driver's seat is not the driver, then maybe... it is a ghost, or the driver is not a ghost, but the entire bus is a ghost, or the ghost driver who is controlling the vehicle is not in the driving seat.

Instead of sitting there, he disguised himself as a human and blended in among all the passengers."

He narrowed his eyes, and three possibilities immediately emerged from this small amount of information.

The first is the least likely, the second and third are the most likely.

However, after the previous attempts, Yang Jian's heart was biased towards the second possibility: this bus was a ghost.

This would also explain why I couldn't get out of the car.

Unless you wait for it to stop and open the door.

But when Yang Jian sensed something was wrong, he didn't wait for the opportunity to stop and open the door.

The driver's body fell in the carriage, which directly caused panic among everyone.

Not only Zhang Hao, Zheng Yaowen and the other five passengers, other passengers were also frightened and panicked, and began to realize the seriousness of the matter. This was no longer as simple as the bus going the wrong way.

"Quick, call the police, call an ambulance, this driver must have a heart attack." Someone shouted hurriedly.

Why call an ambulance? The driver's body stinks.

"Hurry up and take control of the car, stop it, don't let the car go out of control, otherwise all of us in the car will be dead." Someone else responded calmly.

An unknown middle-aged man volunteered and rushed over. As if to show his true qualities as an experienced driver, he took control of the steering wheel, lightly applied the brakes, and prepared to stop the car.

However, when the middle-aged man was just doing some operations, he suddenly discovered.

The bus had never started at all, and all the indicator lights on the dashboard were off.

But even if the vehicle didn't start, the bus was still driving on the road at a steady speed of fifty yards, with no intention of stopping after losing power.

After several repeated attempts, the middle-aged man driving the car found that the brakes and steering wheel did not respond.

The entire car was completely out of control.

"how so?"

He was immediately dumbfounded. He had never encountered such an evil thing in his life.


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