He walked to Su Wenmao and whispered something in his ear, and Su Wenmao's expression froze.

"Since it's a work matter, I'll go out first." An Jingzhi said.

Su Wenmao reached out to stop the other person, "This matter is related to you as well, let's listen together."

An Jingzhi really didn't expect that the students who tried to stop his car and were almost killed by him would actually do such a thing.

The group of students saw a forum online that contained a variety of content about how to save themselves if they encountered supernatural events.

That group of students were also paranormal enthusiasts. They had read a post about self-help and never expected that they would actually use it to successfully save themselves.

That’s not all. After they found that the post was indeed useful, several students left messages under it.

In addition to the incident that Zhang Sen found the body in the swimming pool the next day, another group of students accidentally came across this post, and then this post began to spread everywhere in the student group.

Chu Hua glanced at An Jingzhi and said, "The self-help post about the 414 bus driver being a master was also posted anonymously by a previous survivor."

An Jingzhi was a little amused. Wasn't this anonymous poster the man in the baseball cap who was yelling beside him when he first crossed over and who finally hugged his thigh and refused to let go?

The other party even posted a self-help guide for encountering ghosts on the Internet. It didn't attract much attention at first, but after being promoted by the group of students who were hit last night and Zhang Sen's classmates, it has spread in a small range. No wonder Su Wenmao looked unhappy.

"Didn't you sign a confidentiality agreement?"

Chu Hua said helplessly: "It is true that they signed it, but they did not leak the secret. This is just a self-help post."

The post contains very little self-help content.

The first thing is not to look back, but to run forward to the most lively place.

The second is that if you find that you can't escape, then wait to die on the spot.

The third post described the route that An Jingzhi had previously taken as a bus driver, and asked people who encountered supernatural events to run towards that section of the bus route. If they were lucky enough to meet the driver of the 4yaosi bus, they could be saved.

Thinking about it this way, no secrets were indeed leaked.

But in fact, it is a bit like taking advantage of a loophole. If you really want to care, you can punish them.

An Jingzhi scrolled through his tablet and discovered that this post hadn't been blocked. There were many similar posts on the forum, but this one was more popular. He looked at Su Wenmao and asked, "Is it not blocked anymore?"

Su Wenmao rubbed his brows and said, "How do I seal this? Let me think about it."

A lot of the content above is actually useful. Although they are trying their best to maintain peace, there are always things that they cannot manage.

If more people read this post, would they have a better chance of survival when they encounter danger?

After leaving the office, An Jingzhi prepared to see the sloppy Taoist off. They had not informed him about this mission, so it seemed that they had no intention of letting him go.

I guess they're still not very confident in his abilities.

In the eyes of the sloppy Taoist and his companions, his ability can only be achieved by relying on the bus, a magical weapon that they cannot understand. Unlike the conventional magical weapons that the sloppy Taoist and his companions understand, no one is sure whether it will suddenly stall and become unusable.

"Senior brother, are we really not going to take that kid with us? His car is still useful." Taoist Sanshui asked.

The sloppy Taoist shook his head. "We still don't understand how the bus works, so we can't take any risks."

Without figuring out the source of the bus's changes, naturally, we don't know when the bus will suddenly malfunction. This is an uncertain factor that concerns An Jingzhi's life.

"Two senior brothers, we can go now." Taoist Zhang said to the two after hanging up the phone.

Originally he should have stayed and been ready to respond at any time, but the situation in the province changed so quickly that Taoist Zhang was temporarily transferred away.

Just as the three of them turned around and got into the car, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Master."

He turned around and An Jingzhi came running over, "Master, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

The sloppy Taoist smiled and said, "I'll be back soon, why bother saying hello?"

This time he might not be able to come back. The original owner's memory did not have much information about the thousand-year-old ghost king in the province, but An Jingzhi could probably guess it. The losses were heavy, but not many people died. How could it be called a heavy loss?

Compared with ordinary people, these Taoists and department staff were probably the first group to sacrifice.

"Can I come with you?"

Taoist Priest Sanshui was a little surprised, "You want to go too?"

"Isn't this the mission of our department?" An Jingzhi said.

"No," the sloppy Taoist refused. "This time the situation is different. You've only been training for a few days? You've only been on this mission once. Bringing you along would mean you're going to die. You better stay in Nanzhou."

An Jingzhi didn't say anything else. If he wasn't allowed to go, couldn't he go secretly?

Anyway, the Ghost King Chiyun didn't dare to show up for the time being, so it wouldn't be too late to quickly deal with the thousand-year-old Ghost King in the province and then come back to catch the Ghost King Chiyun in a trap.

He watched the three people's car drive further and further away, and asked Chu Hua who was walking by, "How long does it take to drive from here to the provincial capital?"

Chu Hua thought An Jingzhi was asking how long it would take for the sloppy Taoist and his men to reach the province.

"They are now taking a car to the airport for a special flight. The plane has a dedicated line, so it won't take long to drive there. It will probably take ten minutes to get there. Including the time it takes to drive there, it will take fifteen minutes at most."

An Jingzhi did not explain that he could not get on the special plane, and based on his explanation, he could not leave the shabby bus either.

He wanted to go back and calculate how long it would take to drive the bus to the province.

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