The bus was very dark and not too quiet. Some people were chatting and chatting there, and they didn't notice anything wrong with the bus at all.
Some people lowered their heads, huddled in their seats, shivering, and their faces turned pale. These people were very lucky, and they discovered that this bus was different.
It's not because of anything else, just because of the evil ghost sitting next to them. In this situation, even a fool can find something wrong.
Nonsense, you see a living person with a numb expression, empty eyes, wearing a shroud worn by the dead, and a biting coldness all over his body.
At first glance, he looked like he was not a human being. Of the ordinary people who discovered this anomaly, none of them dared to speak. They were all silent. These were all smart people.
As for those who were whispering and chatting, they were even luckier, because there were no ghosts sitting next to them, so they didn't notice anything wrong, otherwise they wouldn't have acted like this.
Of course, there are also some people who keep their heads down. They just play with their mobile phones as soon as they get on the bus and don't pay attention to the changes on the bus. Such people are also lucky.
The bus passed through the rain curtain, and the rainwater streaked down the window, dripping non-stop, but this was also temporary. This situation would not happen when the bus entered the supernatural place.
The atmosphere in the dimly lit bus was very strange. There were ghosts and living people in the same bus. Who got on the wrong bus? The outcome was unclear at a glance.
"Mom, it's so dark outside and the rain is so heavy!"
After the bus drove smoothly for more than an hour, a little boy sitting by the window in the middle row stared at the pouring rain at the door, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Yuanyuan, sit tight and don't stand on the seat. This will stain the chair."
A woman sitting next to the little boy pulled the little boy with a slightly reproachful tone.
After hearing the woman's words, the little boy she called Yuanyuan sat down reluctantly, but his eyes never left the scene outside the window.
Obviously he was very interested in the heavy rain outside the bus. Seeing Yuanyuan's appearance, the woman felt helpless. She shook her head and looked up at the display screen. The number on it was "17".
The woman roughly estimated the number of passengers in the bus. It was obviously more than seventeen, so the number on the display should mean something else.
It does not represent the number of passengers on the car, otherwise the car would be too weird.
The woman thought so and turned to look out the window. Heavy rain was pouring down, and the window was blocked by a layer of rain curtain, making it difficult to see what was happening outside:
"It's raining heavily. I hope it will lighten up when I get off the bus later," the woman murmured to herself.
Lin Qian leaned back on the seat with her eyes half-opened. The situation in the bus was clear at a glance. There were half and half between living people and evil ghosts. There were seventeen evil ghosts and sixteen living people.
At first glance, the bus was full. Just two people away from it, the bus was already full.
Lin Qian has never encountered this kind of situation, so he is looking forward to it. When the bus is full, there are still ghosts on the bus. What will happen to the living people?
Was he killed by a ghost or a bus? No one knows, but there might be a chance to witness this scene today.
The bus was traveling at a normal speed, and the window gradually became dim. The heavy rain gradually died down, and the sound of dripping rain slowly disappeared.
Lin Qian looked out the window, his eyes flashing:
"It's really good news that we are about to enter a supernatural place."
As the sound of raindrops stopped completely, the bus became completely quiet. Many people in the dim bus were drowsy. Except for those ordinary people who knew the situation, the rest were basically sleeping.
Occasionally, a few people were playing with their mobile phones, but they all fell asleep after just playing for a while. I wonder if it was because the bus was running too smoothly, and the bus was a bit dark, which made it easy for people to feel sleepy.
"Wei Song, something is wrong. There are too many ghosts and people on the bus. Seventeen evil ghosts and sixteen people. If there is a sudden engine stall, can we run away?"
In the back row of the bus, there were several people sitting. All of them covered their faces with hats. Some of them had no hats and just wore masks.
The whole body was wrapped up tightly, and he looked like a bigger star than a big star. The voice just now came from one of them.
"It's indeed a bit much. Let's not talk about turning off the engine. Just look at the current position of the bus. There are only two left. If when the bus stops, no ghosts get off the bus, but more than two ghosts get on the bus.
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"Then we, the living, must give way."
The person who spoke was a man sitting next to the car door. He was wearing a heavy down jacket and a mask, and his eyes were bloodshot.
After hearing Wei Song's words, the expressions of the other people changed:
"What is going on today? How come there are so many evil ghosts getting on the bus? Normally there are only about ten at most. Today is so good, it is almost over twenty."
"There are indeed some problems today. Not only are there a lot of ghosts, but there are also a lot of ordinary people. I counted them carefully today. Adding those who died before and the people in the car now, there are nearly 90 people in total today.
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"This is several times more than usual, which is very problematic." The other two people also said.
Hearing their voices, Wei Song frowned and looked up out the window at the dim sky, overgrown streets, and the rapidly disappearing city.
This means that the bus is entering a supernatural place. Looking at the speed, it may not be long before the bus completely enters a supernatural place.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Wei Song lowered his head and began to think. After a while, he raised his head and said:
"After this stop, let's get off the bus first and wait a few days before getting on. The bus has been very strange these two days. There are too many evil ghosts on the bus."
As soon as Wei Song said these words, the expressions of the other people changed slightly, and they were hesitating in their eyes as to what their situation was. They knew that if Li Gui hadn't recovered soon, they would not have taken this bus.
But now Wei Song actually asked them to get off the bus after taking this ride. Although there were indeed some problems with the bus today, it did not affect them too much.
As long as they are careful, there will basically be no problems.
Wei Song saw that all of them were silent, their faces were very calm, and their eyes were a little cold:
"Haha, you don't want to get out of the car? Do you still want to continue suppressing the ghost's resurrection in the car?"
After hearing Wei Song's words, everyone fell silent, and no one answered Wei Song's question.
Seeing this, Wei Song sneered, his eyes full of disdain:
"I don't care what you think, I'm going to get off the bus anyway. You know how dangerous the bus is now."
"Look at this situation. There are seventeen evil ghosts on the bus. Once the bus stalls, all the living people on the bus will be killed by the seventeen evil ghosts."
"Don't you think you can survive seventeen ghosts just by relying on your abilities?"
"hehe……"
Wei Song laughed and turned to look out the window, ignoring these greedy guys.
After hearing these words, several people looked at each other, hesitating in their eyes whether to get out of the car or not.
What Wei Song said is indeed true. There are really too many ghosts on the bus now. Seventeen ghosts. What is the concept? Once the bus stalls, they will not have a chance to run.
They got on the bus to suppress the evil ghost's resurrection. They got on the bus to stay alive. If they died inexplicably on the bus like this, they felt it was not worth it.
Thinking about this, several people made up their minds. The bus would not disappear. At most, it would be a little harder to find. But as long as they survived, they would still have a chance to board the bus.
So they decided to get off the bus with Wei Song and wait a few days until the bus returned to normal before getting on together.
After making up their minds, they looked at Wei Song. One of them was about to say something. At this moment, a blue-haired young man sitting in the front row got mad and stood up from his seat.
His face was very ugly.
"What the hell, why did the driver drive the car? Where did the route go!"
"What the hell am I saying? I haven't gotten home yet after sitting for more than an hour. It took me a long time to drive the wrong car. If I hadn't just looked at the navigation, I wouldn't have known."
The blue-haired young man's tone was very rude, his face full of anger, and he angrily walked towards the driver's seat, cursing as he walked:
"Damn it, driver, how on earth are you driving? Do you know that with your route, I will make many mistakes!"
"You precious dragon, if you don't send me back today, I won't be able to kill you today!"
Lan Mao's scolding was so outrageous that even the people in Sichuan could hardly understand it, but here's the strange thing. No matter how Lan Mao cursed, the driver remained motionless and didn't react at all. It seemed that he didn't hear Lan Mao at all.
The sound is the same.
Seeing this, Lan Mao's violent temper immediately rose:
"Dear me, you are a fairy. The driver asked you, did you hear it?"
But until Lan Mao walked to the driver's seat, the driver didn't react at all and just drove the car seriously.
Lan Mao's voice made everyone in the bus look over. After hearing Lan Mao's curse words, they all fell silent. Those with children even directly covered their children's ears. It was not as good as that one.
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Lin Qian looked at Lan Mao calmly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but think:
"People from Sichuan, do you feel so comfortable scolding people? It sounds so exciting."
Lin Qian stared at Lan Mao's angry face, suddenly frowned, looked up to the front of the bus, his eyes flickered slightly: