Hearing what Lin Qian said, Yang Jian was a little suspicious:
"That's not what you said last time. That guy's name is Zhang Xianguang. Don't you sound like an old man?"
"Forehead……"
"Yang Jian, sometimes talking is an art, did you know?"
Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian who was smiling and nodded:
"Indeed, speaking is also an art. It seems that I have to learn it. Just in time, when I go back to sign up for a language arts class this time, do you want to come?"
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian glanced at Yang Jian and said nothing.
At this moment, Zhang Hao came back and said to Yang Jian:
"It seems that everything is normal and there is no problem. Brother, you may be thinking too much. The position displayed by the mobile phone positioning may be just a prank of the driver. The old lady just said that the bus will stop in a while.
We will get off when we stop, brother, you can take care of it yourself."
Yang Jian looked out the window and nodded without paying attention to what Zhang Hao said:
"Well, I hope so."
Anyway, he will get off the car at that time. If possible, he can take care of this guy. Of course, it must be within his own ability.
"What do you mean by that? What do you mean by hope?" The one who spoke was the girl who told ghost stories before. She looked at Yang Jian and asked with some confusion.
Yang Jian looked at the girl and smiled:
"Although some of the things said are unbelievable, I personally think that all of us, except for the two people around me, seem to be unlucky. We got on a bus that we shouldn't have gotten on. It's easy to get off this bus, but you are sure
Will it be safe for you when you go down?"
"This car looks abnormal at first glance. I don't know how long it will take to stop. It has not stopped for 20 minutes since the last stop."
"Don't you think it's strange?"
"Of course, you can also think that I am paranoid. You don't have to believe what I say. Anyway, if something goes wrong then I won't 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 pouted with disbelief on his face.
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian and frowned slightly:
"Yang Jian, when did you have such a heavy heart for the Holy Mother? Is the life and death of these people worth reminding you again and again?"
In fact, he was not disgusted with Yang Jian's behavior. If it were normal times, he would have reminded these people, but it was different now. He didn't know at which stop the Cunning Bride would get on the train.
If the Cunning Bride is waiting at the next stop, then these people will definitely die if they get off the bus. There is no need to think about the result, and there is no need to persuade them at all.
If he wasn't there, there was no need to doubt whether they would get out of the car or die, because he couldn't protect them at all.
When Yang Jian heard what Lin Qian said, he stopped and said helplessly:
"I came out on a mission this time. I originally thought of just messing around, but as you saw, I got into this kind of thing. These ordinary people can still save me. This is also a performance."
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Lin Qian shook his head:
"I told you a long time ago, don't take on tasks from the headquarters if you have nothing to do. Just be responsible for your own territory."
Yang Jian: "..."
"Are you embarrassed to accuse me? Aren't you the person in charge of Dajiang City? You haven't spent as much time in Dajiang City as you did in Dachang City. You don't know how chaotic Dajiang City is now."
"Now there have been several supernatural incidents that are difficult to deal with in Dajiang City. Liu Xiaoyu from the headquarters often complained to me about you, saying that you are the person in charge of Dajiang City, but you are more like the person in charge of Dachang City...
…”
Lin Qian looked at Yang Jian:
"It seems that this is not what we are talking about. You are off topic."
"Well, it was a mistake. It won't happen next time."
"Okay, you can save them if you want. Whether they can survive or not is up to them."
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Yang Jian's wrangling with them.
Zhang Hao looked at Lin Qian and Yang Jian at this time, his face a little pale. He heard clearly the conversation between Lin Qian and Yang Jian just now, and listened to Lin Qian's casual words that they could understand but seemed to
What he didn't understand, he swallowed his saliva and asked Yang Jian:
"Are you telling a scary story? Yes, you must be telling a scary story. Haha, brother, your scary story is really good. It successfully scared me."
Yang Jian looked at this guy. He has reached this point and is still justifying himself. He is indeed a talent.
Looking at Zhang Hao, Yang Jian suddenly felt a little boring. After thinking about it, he said to Zhang Hao:
"Well, you're right. We are indeed telling horror stories. Isn't it scary?"
"Haha... It's quite scary. Brother, your storytelling skills are really high." Zhang Hao replied stiffly.
Seeing Zhang Hao's appearance, Yang Jian shook his head and sat back on his seat without saying anything.
Lin Qian didn't care about this. She looked out the window. At this time, the bus had arrived at the supernatural land. Not far from the bus, she could vaguely see an old forest. Next to the old forest, there were also buildings.
Ancient house.
Lin Qian looked at this ancient house and felt an ominous premonition in her heart.
Yang Jian also saw the old woods and ancient houses. Looking at the shadowy old woods, Yang Jian hesitated:
"Lin Qian, are we getting off here? Why do I feel like it's dangerous here?"
Lin Qian looked at the old forest, silent, and did not answer Yang Jian's question.
At this time, not only Yang Jian saw it, but Zhang Hao and others also saw it. When they saw the old building, Zhang Hao and others looked a little unhappy.
"Is the bus about to stop? Should we get off here?": The girl who just started telling ghost stories looked at the ancient house shrouded in darkness and asked with a pale face.
"Uh... I guess so." Zhang Hao swallowed. To be honest, he was probably the most unsure of the people present.
Although he believed that ghosts existed in the world, he did not want ghosts to appear around him. Looking at the old house, it was very strange at first glance, but it gave people a gloomy feeling.
At this time, the bus had begun to slow down. As the bus approached, Lin Qian could clearly see the outline of the ancient house.
The closer he got to this ancient house, the ominous feeling in Lin Qian's heart became more and more intense. Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian with a solemn expression, and his heart couldn't help but feel heavy.
At this time, Coco was leaning against the car window, with eyes full of expectation. Lin Qian lowered his head and looked at Coco, noticing Coco's strange expression. He was a little confused, but he didn't care, just thinking that Coco was curious.
That old house.
As the bus slowed down, the bus stopped in less than a moment, and the rear door slowly opened. The moment the door opened, Zhang Hao and others got off the bus.
Although they are still a little scared in their hearts, they feel that staying on the bus is a wrong choice. In their hearts, the bus is much weirder than the ancient house outside.
Lin Qian watched them get out of the car, stood up from the seat, hugged Coco, and walked toward the rear door. Yang Jian followed Lin Qian.
The lights in the carriage illuminated the surrounding area. Lin Qian came to the door and looked at Zhang Hao and others who had already gotten off the car. He frowned slightly and looked up at the old house without getting out of the car immediately.
Yang Jian was next to Lin Qian. Seeing that Lin Qian did not get out of the car immediately, he was not in a hurry. He also looked at Zhang Hao and others, as well as the old house.