"Uh... Du Xiaoxiao, don't listen to their nonsense..."

Before Yang Fan could finish his words, Du Xiaoxiao immediately leaned over, held his face and kissed him hard.

After the kiss, Du Xiaoxiao turned around and glared at Zeng Zhaolin and Jiang Jiarong, snorting coldly, "Hmph! Are you satisfied now?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was a burst of laughter in the carriage. Although Zeng Zhaolin and Jiang Jiarong were laughing, a hint of envy flashed in their eyes.

Zhao Lu is a rare beauty, and Du Xiaoxiao is not inferior to her in appearance. Both beauties took the initiative to kiss Yang Fan. As men, Zeng Zhaolin and Jiang Jiarong would of course feel envious!

No matter how much people laugh or make noise, the bus has not left this hellhole yet and everyone’s safety is not guaranteed.

So after a while of laughter, the carriage soon fell into silence again.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

"Master Yang, come and take a look! Up ahead...it looks like the bus is about to arrive at the station!"

Suddenly, Zhao Lu's voice came from the front, which made everyone's heart rise.

“Whoosh!”

Yang Fan quickly stood up, trotted to Zhao Lu's side, and then stared ahead.

You won’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it!

There was an extremely huge cemetery in front of us, surrounded by densely packed graves. In the middle of these graves, there was a simple bus stop.

Damn it!

Which idiot designed this bus stop?

Why build it right in the middle of a cemetery? Okay! Maybe they built a bus stop in the cemetery to make it easier for ghosts to get on and off the bus?

“Squeak!”

With the sound of brakes, the bus stopped steadily at the platform. This time, Yang Fan did not show any nervous expression, and did not even take out the [Prison Talisman] to seal the doors and windows of the bus.

Because the entire cemetery was silent, there were no ghosts around, and the bus stop was empty, with no ghosts waiting for the bus.

"laugh!"

As the front and rear doors of the bus were opened, a cold and gloomy air rushed in from outside.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but lean on the window, then widened their eyes and observed the situation outside the car curiously.

"Huh? There's nothing here?"

"Where are the ghosts? Don't they get on at this stop?"

"You crow-mouthed bastard, stop talking nonsense! Be careful or you'll attract ghosts!"

"Uh... I'm worried that the bus is running low on gas, so I want to encounter one or two ghosts and have Officer Yang kill them to refuel the bus!"

"Is this something you should worry about?"

"Stop arguing! Look, there seems to be someone walking over there!"

"People? Where are they from?"

"That's it, look!"

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Just as everyone was talking about it, the sharp-eyed Zhao Lu suddenly pointed in a direction and exclaimed. Everyone looked in the direction Zhao Lu pointed, and sure enough, they saw a figure appear in the cemetery.

This was a burly man, dressed in mourning clothes. The white cloth wrapped around his head almost covered most of his face.

The man held a white flag in his hand and walked towards the bus step by step.

At this moment, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly emerged in Yang Fan's heart. This was an instinctive warning reaction. His keen sixth sense told Yang Fan that this man was an extremely terrifying existence!

what to do?

Do you want to put this ghost in the car?

This thing feels too dangerous to Yang Fan. If he puts it in the car, who knows if Yang Fan can handle it?

However, the bus still needs at least 2 bars of fuel, and there is only one ghost in front of it. It would be a pity to miss such a good opportunity to kill a ghost alone!

"Huh? Why did it stop?"

Just when everyone thought the man was about to get on the car, he suddenly stopped moving forward, knelt in front of a new grave, and even inserted the flag in his hand next to the grave.

“Wuwuwu…”

Next, in front of everyone's stunned eyes, the man actually knelt in front of the new grave and burst into tears.

In this unusually quiet cemetery, the man's crying sounded particularly terrifying, which gave everyone goosebumps!

Damn it!

What's going on?

Do ghosts also cry?

Who is it mourning for? Is it mourning for itself?

This...should I get off the car and comfort it?

Sigh! This is the first time I've encountered this kind of situation. I really don't know what to do... My mind is a bit confused. I'd better smoke a cigarette to calm down!

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