An Rugu frowned when he saw the death omen. He counted with his fingers and felt that something was not good. So he turned his head to look at Shang Yue who had not left yet and said, "Take them to burn three incense sticks."
Shang Yue blinked, not quite understanding why they had to do this, but seeing An Rugu's serious expression, she felt that this matter was unusual, so she did not ask any more questions and obediently took the couple to the main hall.
She placed the lit incense in their hands and told them how to do it: "…you should bow first, then insert the incense into the incense burner. Remember to put the three incense sticks at the same height."
The three incense sticks should be the same length, thickness and should be placed at the same height in the incense burner.
Wu Wenting held three incense sticks, feeling a little confused.
They came to ask An Rugu to find someone. Why did An Rugu ask them to burn incense?
Can burning incense help you find someone?
This is too weird.
But this was the master's order, so there might be something behind it. After thinking about it, they decided to do as Shang Yue said.
She and her husband looked at each other, bowed to each other, and then placed the incense in the incense burner.
The flame gradually burned, the incense smoke wafted out, and the air was filled with the faint smell of incense.
The smoke is curling and floating towards the sky, so burning incense can communicate with gods.
For some reason, a cool breeze blew on Wu Wenting's face. She was soothed by the cool breeze and gradually became calm. Her originally confused brain became clear and she couldn't help but be stunned.
She had been to some famous temples to burn incense, and even burned the first incense, but it seemed that she never had such a wonderful feeling.
...It seems that the deity of this Izumo-kan is really quite powerful.
This discovery made her excited. She closed her eyes and began to make a wish, hoping that her son Ding Weihai would be safe and come home soon.
As she made a wish, the flame gradually burned and the incense became shorter and shorter.
At this time, the husband next to her pointed at the incense burner and asked curiously: "A Ting, do you feel that the incense stick in the middle burns particularly slowly?"
Wu Wenting opened her eyes and looked up at the incense burner: "Is it true? Is it true?"
The incense sticks on the far left and right burn the fastest and become the shortest, while the incense stick in the middle burns the slowest and becomes the tallest.
"Oh, it's true!" Wu Wenting was a little surprised: "I clearly placed the three incense sticks at the same height, why is the one in the middle burning so slowly? Is it a quality problem?"
Shang Yue, who was standing next to her, saw the situation of the incense burner and remembered what An Rugu had told her before. Her cheeks flushed and she looked happy: "...You are going to treat me to a meal."
Mr. and Mrs. Wu Wenting were very confused when they heard this. Why should they invite her to dinner?
On second thought, if An Rugu helped them find their son, she would be the benefactor of their entire family, and they would ask her for help without her asking.
Wu Wenting quickly said earnestly, "Of course, definitely."
Wu Wenting's husband was delighted: "Burning incense is a good omen. Our son will definitely come home soon."
The couple looked at each other and were extremely happy.
However, at this time, Shang Yue's cold voice came: "When I say eating, I mean eating at a banquet."
Wu Wenting and his wife: “???”
Shang Yue is no longer a human being, so she has inevitably lost her concept of human death. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and said excitedly: "She told me that people are afraid of three longs and two shorts, and incense is afraid of two shorts and one long. The fact that you burn this kind of incense means that someone in your family must have died."
It was almost easy to guess who this person was. Who else could it be other than their son?
Even God thinks that their son is in danger?
After all the ups and downs, Wu Wenting and his wife were devastated. They could only comfort themselves over and over again that it was a problem with the quality of the incense, which made them feel better.
At this time, An Rugu's clear voice, like water hitting rocks, came from a distance: "Your son is not dead yet."
Mr. and Mrs. Wu Wenting were overjoyed when they heard this. Their eyes lit up and they looked at An Rugu at the door as if they had found a savior.
An Rugu walked into the main hall, looked at the three incense sticks in the incense burner in front of him, and concluded: "...But he is not far from death."
Wu Wenting and his wife: "..."
This master is good in every way, but why does he breathe heavily when he speaks...
An Rugu turned his head to look at them. He was wearing a plain white shirt and black trousers, and his skin was so white that it was a bit eye-catching. "Did your son tell you where he went?"
Wu Wenting thought for a moment, took out her phone, and showed An Rugu the page where she chatted with her son: "He just graduated from college, and he said he and his roommate were going on a trip to explore ghosts. I didn't know what that was, but I thought it should be okay for four men to go out, so I let them go without worrying about it.
As a result, there was no news for three days, and the phone was unreachable. I called other parents and found out that the other three students had not returned home either, and their phone calls were also disconnected. "
When she was moved, she wiped away her tears, her eyes were red, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Master, I only have this one son. If anything happens to him, his father and I really can't live anymore."
"I'll try my best." An Rugu took the phone and carefully read the chat history between Ding Weihai and his mother.
She searched for a while, but found no clues except that Ding Weihai went to explore the ghost.
She opened Ding Weihai's circle of friends, and the top post caught her attention.
Ding Weihai: [I heard that if you wait for the bus at the city bus stop at 12 o'clock at night, you will get on the hearse. Is it true or false? (funny face)]
There is a picture at the back, which is a selfie of Ding Weihai and his three roommates. The four newly graduated college students are full of youth, smiling at the camera with white teeth showing, and look carefree.
Wu Wenting came over and saw An Rugu looking at the photos, so she said, "I have provided all these clues to the police, and the police are investigating. How can there be a bus at twelve o'clock? Did my son take that strange bus?"
As we all know, buses only operate when there is a lot of passenger flow. The operating hours of buses in most cities are from 5 or 6 in the morning to 5 or 6 in the evening.
A bus at twelve o'clock at night...how can it be a regular bus?
"Do you know what this hearse is?"
Wu Wenting thought of what the police told her and said fearfully, "...The police told me that there is an urban legend in South City. If you wait at any stop at twelve o'clock, you might get the No. 18 bus, which is a hearse. These naughty boys might really be looking for death."
"Why is it Eighteen Road?"
Wu Wenting recalled the police's words and felt a chill: "I heard that ten years ago, the brakes of a No. 18 bus failed, and more than 20 people including the driver fell into the lake, and no one survived. Someone once passed by the bus stop at midnight and saw a No. 18 bus parked next to it, so it gradually became an urban legend."
"I understand." After thinking about it, An Rugu returned the phone to Wu Wenting.
Amid everyone's surprised gazes, she raised her hand and took out three incense sticks from the incense burner.
Wu Wenting asked curiously: "Master, what are you doing?"
An Rugu gently held three burning incense sticks in his right hand: "His life force is obscured. I can't figure out where he is. I have to rely on the incense lit by his blood relatives to find him."
She looked up at the sky, which was filled with rosy clouds in the distance. It was already dusk, and the incense in her hand had burned by one third, leaving her with little time left.
She then said to Wu Wenting without saying anything more, "You drive me and I'll go find your son. Remember, be quick, or the incense will burn out."
Upon hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Wu Wenting quickly nodded in agreement, took a step forward, and walked quickly down the mountain.
Seeing that there was no one in the Taoist temple, An Rugu asked Shang Yue to pack up and go with her.
Shang Yue was very interested in the strange bus legend. She bit her red lips and followed excitedly.
After the two got into Wu Wenting and his wife's luxury car, Wu Wenting's husband, who was the driver, said nervously: "Master, where should we go to find my son?"
An Rugu, who was sitting in the back seat, lowered her eyes and looked quietly at the incense in her hand. The green smoke from the fireworks did not rise vertically, but slowly dispersed in one direction.
She then said, "Go northwest to Lake Shore Boulevard."
"I understand." Wu Wenting's husband immediately agreed, started the car quickly, and rushed to Lakeside Avenue.
Three minutes later, An Rugu looked in the direction of Qingyan and said, "Take Binhu Road in the north."
"good!"
"Get out of the blocked road."
"I see!"
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The luxury car was speeding towards the northwest of the city. At the same time, the sky was getting darker and darker. Dusk had passed and night was coming. The darkness above their heads pressed down on everyone, making it a little breathless.
When the last bit of incense burned out and the green smoke pointed straight in one direction, An Rugu immediately shouted to stop and the car stopped in front of a road sign.
This is the northern suburb of the south city. The road sign shows the routes of Route 27 and Route 46, but not Route 18.
An Rugu thought about the content of the legend. It was said that Eighteenth Road would appear on any road sign in the city, so it was naturally possible that such a remote place would be included.
An Rugu and Shang Yue walked down and looked at the couple through the window: "You may not be able to accept what is coming next, so why don't you go back. We will wait here until twelve o'clock to see if the car will come."
She also didn't want to have to divide her attention to protect two ordinary people while dealing with ghosts.
Wu Wenting raised her hand, hesitating to speak, and after thinking for a while, she said, "But you two young women are in such a remote place, it's easy for something to happen."
Wu Wenting's husband held the steering wheel and felt a little disapproving.
Shang Yue smiled and covered her mouth when she heard it: "Don't worry, no matter who gets into trouble, nothing will happen to her or me."
Wu Wenting thought of how her former friend had praised An Rugu to such a high level. She knew she couldn't judge others by appearance, so she finally nodded and said, "Then we'll contact each other by phone when the time comes."
"OK."
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The luxury car whizzed past and gradually went away, leaving behind two young women.
An Rugu sat on the iron bench in the middle of the bus stop, waiting for twelve o'clock with peace of mind.
This is a suburb, with only a few roadside shops. The two ruffians saw that they were young and pretty, and they were tempted, so they pretended to be drunk and came to harass them.
Before An Rugu could make a move, Shang Yue grabbed them by the collars like chickens and held them tightly, unable to move.
They were a little scared in their hearts, and they were very harsh in their words, constantly swearing.
Shang Yue frowned when he heard this and beat them until their faces were bruised and bloody.
The two men who were pressed to the ground and rubbed realized that Shang Yue was a strange strongman, so they had to run away in shame.
Without two sandbags to hit, Shang Yue felt extremely bored, so he took out his mobile phone to play games. The more he played, the more excited he became.
After the game was over, she looked curiously at An Rugu who was reading an e-book on her phone next to her: "Will that Eighteenth Road come? What if we made this trip in vain?"
"It will come. The guiding incense will not go wrong." An Rugu slid his right hand and continued to watch "Golden Lock and Jade Pass", and said firmly: "In fact, I tend to think that the Eighteenth Road is in front of us now, but we can't see it."
"Really?" Shang Yue's eyes widened: "How did you know?"
“It’s a gut feeling.”
Shang Yue was amazed. Everything in this world has a magnetic field, and some people are very sensitive to the existence and changes of magnetic fields. This is intuition.
If it's true, her intuition is so sharp... it's too abnormal.
An Rugu continued reading while Shang Yue was playing games next to him.
The two of them were so engrossed in looking at their phones that time passed by minute by minute until twelve o'clock gradually arrived.
The time on the phone suddenly changed to 00:00, and the black fog in the air suddenly became extremely thick, as if it were real, and it opened its bloody mouth like a monster, covering the entire bus stop.
An Rugu looked up as if she sensed something, and before she knew it, a bus appeared in front of her.
The bus was three people tall and looked very new, no different from the buses I had seen on the roadside before. The lights were on inside, and passengers were standing or sitting, talking to their companions with their heads tilted to the side, with laughter and chatter. The body of the bus was clearly written with Route 18.
Bus No. 18 is here!
An Rugu then stood up, put the phone back into his pocket, put it away properly, and walked towards the front of the car.
Seeing this, Shang Yue put away his phone and followed her.
At this moment, a black cat suddenly jumped out from the bushes nearby. It ran quickly to An Rugu's side, bit her trouser leg, and pulled her out.
An Rugu looked down and found that the cat looked familiar. It was the black cat she had seen at the Dongfeng Town Pet Hospital before.
Dongfeng Town is far away from here, and she was surprised that the black cat had come here.
The black cat turned its head to look at the bus, fear flashed in its green eyes, and its hair stood up, as if it was very afraid of the bus.
Seeing that An Rugu was standing still, it bit her trouser leg and pulled it out, making a howling sound from its mouth, as if reminding her not to come near.
A faint smile appeared in An Rugu's peach blossom eyes. She had no intention of leaving and continued to walk forward.
Shang Yue, who was standing behind him, smiled and covered her mouth. In the black cat's horrified eyes, she picked it up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you for a ride."
Black Cat: “…”
The black cat struggled repeatedly but couldn't get free. It was so angry that its fur stood up and it wanted to curse. But after looking at this strange bus, it could only suppress its anger in its heart and dared not speak.
An Rugu was the first to walk to the entrance, stepped onto the bus, and stood at the payment counter.
The bus driver looked to be in his thirties, with a respectable appearance. When he saw her approaching, he said calmly, "Yin people borrow the road, Yang people give way."
This was what corpse chasers in Xiangxi would say at night in order to get people to stay away.
Upon hearing this, An Rugu took out two coins from his pocket and threw them directly into the cash box. The coins hit the cash box, making a ding-dong sound. "Whether you want to avoid it or not, it's up to you."
The driver glanced at her and said nothing more, as if he approved of her behavior.
An Rugu turned around and walked into the carriage. There were many passengers on the train, about twenty people, including gray-haired elderly people with children, and couples sitting next to each other.
When they saw her come in, time seemed to come to a pause. Everyone who was chatting happily suddenly stopped talking and looked at An Rugu.
Only if you look closely can you see that their faces are pale, their limbs are stiff, and their faces are expressionless.
An Rugu was bathed in the strange gazes of the crowd, but he walked forward as if nothing had happened, looking at everyone in the car imperceptibly.
"Please make way."
An Rugu looked at the tall man who was blocking the aisle in front of her, her tone cold.
Her aura was stronger than that of everyone else in the car combined. After a moment of hesitation, the man subconsciously took two steps back to make room for her.
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There were quite a few people in the back seat of the bus, including four young men.
Ding Weihai was very depressed when he saw the zero signal on his phone. “Didn’t the operator claim that the signal coverage was global? I also wanted to post the video I shot on TikTok. The effect is so realistic that it will definitely get a lot of likes.”
My roommate Wei Zhe took out some chips from his backpack, chewed them, and laughed: "Maybe your card is broken, or your phone is too bad."
"I'm so annoyed. Never mind. I'll record a few more videos and upload them all when the signal is good."
Ding Weihai couldn't find a signal no matter how he operated his phone. He was very annoyed, so he simply opened the camera app on his phone and recorded himself with the selfie camera. He smiled brightly: "Hello everyone, I am on the No. 18 bus now, which is the No. 18 bus in your urban legend.
An hour ago, at twelve o'clock, I was waiting for Bus No. 18 on Kaifeng Road. I didn't have any hope at first, so I kept playing with my phone. As I was playing, I found that the bus had already arrived in front of us.
When I got on the bus, the driver seemed to be disgusted with me and told me that no living person was allowed to come in.
Really? I don't believe it.
I admit that I was scared at the time, but when I looked closely, the bus looked so normal, the driver and passengers looked normal too, not creepy at all, it was obviously a normal bus.
I got in the car with three friends, and what happened next made me more confident in my judgment.
Because I asked the passengers if they were ghosts, they all laughed, and the laughter filled the bus and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Would a ghost laugh like that? No.
If we were discovered, they would definitely kill us immediately.
So I now announce my conclusion that this urban legend is just a prank with ulterior motives.
More than 20 people, including the driver, acted premeditatedly and created an urban legend for us!
To prevent arguments, let me tell you that they didn’t stop me from filming, which means I can say this!”
After Ding Weihai finished recording the video, he turned off the camera software and said to his roommates, "We've finished filming. Why don't we get out of the car? We've already spent an hour in the car and we have enough footage."
His roommate Wei Zhe nodded and took out his phone to check the time. He thought it was past one o'clock, but the time he saw shocked him: "Ah, why is it only twelve o'clock now?"
"Impossible, is your phone broken?"
“Is this true or false?”
The other two roommates looked at the time on their mobile phones at the same time, and suddenly realized that it was exactly twelve o'clock!
It was clearly twelve o'clock when they just got on the bus.
Ding Weihai pursed his dry lips and suddenly felt something was wrong. How could four people’s cell phones break down at the same time?
Why is time so confusing? This isn't right.
When he thought of this, he felt a piercing pain in his brain. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and he fell into anxiety.
Next to Ding Weihai sat a gray-haired old man who wore glasses and had an elegant temperament, like an intellectual.
He took out a white handkerchief from his shirt pocket and handed it to Ding Weihai: "Kid, are you okay? Your sweat is almost dripping onto the phone. Wipe it off."
Ding Weihai was suddenly flattered by the kindness from a stranger. He took the handkerchief without looking at it carefully and immediately wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Suddenly, I felt a warm feeling, and something like ** slid down from my forehead, to the bridge of my nose, and touched my lips.
He couldn't help but wipe his lips with his hand, and when he looked down, he saw a smear of bright red blood.
Ding Weihai's eyes widened and he turned to look at the old professor next to him. The old professor was still the same old professor with a kind smile on his face.
He glanced at the old professor's chest and looked inside his suit. The shirt underneath was actually bright red.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Ding Weihai screamed, stepped back, and rolled to the ground. The other roommates also saw the whole process, and they were terrified and hid together, trembling.
Ding Weihai took a deep breath and tried to calm down: "You...what kind of prop is this? It really smells like blood. You are really dedicated."
The old professor still smiled, but there was a trace of pity in his eyes: "Young man, when you got on the bus, I asked you to get off quickly, but you didn't want to. Now you can't get off anymore."
Ding Weihai: “???”
Ding Weihai made so much noise that no one was chatting on the bus anymore. Almost everyone's eyes were on Ding Weihai. Only the driver looked into the distance, still driving steadily, and the scenery outside the window flew by.
Amid the sympathetic, expectant, and excited gazes of the crowd, Ding Weihai and several other roommates covered their heads, recalling with splitting headaches what had happened in the past hour.
They boarded the bus, excitedly taking photos and recording videos. The old professor next to them urged them to get off the bus quickly, but they wanted to take more footage and ignored him.
Ding Weihai and others seemed to have figured something out and stood there in a daze, unable to move.
There's something really wrong with this car, it's like their time has stopped...
The old professor's pupils reflected their stunned looks. He sighed deeply and turned his head to look at the scenery flashing by outside the window: "We have been like this for a long time."
Many people who jump off buildings will become earthbound ghosts, repeating the process of jumping off buildings over and over again. It is a cycle.
The situation of their car is not circulating, but stopping.
No matter what they did, they could not leave the bus and were trapped at twelve o'clock forever, as if they had entered the cracks of time and were forgotten by time.
The vehicle keeps moving forward, but never reaches the station. It only stops occasionally in the cracks of time. Over the years, it has only stopped five times.
Normally, ghosts and living people would not get on the bus, but Ding Weihai and others got on stupidly.
Ding Weihai looked at his mechanical watch. The hands of the watch did not move at all. He could not shake off the suffocating feeling that time had stopped.
“Isn’t this just like living in prison?”
"Mom, I regret it. I will never visit a ghost again!"
"Can someone come and save me? I don't want to die. My parents are waiting for me at home."
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At this time, a soft sigh was heard, and footsteps came from far away, and a pair of feet landed in front of Ding Weihai.
Ding Weihai, who was on the verge of collapse, raised his head with red eyes and saw a woman who was so beautiful that she didn't look like an ordinary person.
She was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, neat and tidy, with no expression on her face. Her high nose, rosy lips, and cold aura made people dare not have any improper thoughts about her.
An Rugu lowered her head and eyes, looking at Ding Weihai who was lying on the ground: "Your mother asked us to come find you. The time of this car is confusing. For you, only an hour has passed, but in the outside world, several days have passed."
Ding Weihai was stunned when he heard this, and then he immediately crawled towards An Rugu as if he had found a savior: "I knew my mother would come to save me. Woohoo, I will never dare to touch these things again! If I can go back, I will definitely listen to my mother."
The old professor saw the new face and the breath of life coming from it, and sighed quietly: "The gate is not closed yet, you still have time to get off the car. If you stay here, you will die."
Seeing him remind her, An Rugu's expression softened slightly, but she did not give in. She looked at the four college students and said, "But I want to take them away."
"They can't leave. Once they get here and the gate is closed, they can't leave this car anymore."
Ding Weihai couldn't believe what he heard. He quickly stood up, walked to the exit of the car, and wanted to push the back door. However, his hand seemed to be blocked by an air wall and he couldn't touch the door at all.
Ding Weihai seemed to have lost all his strength. He sat on the ground in a daze, muttering to himself: "...How could this happen?"
An Rugu's Yin-Yang eyes scanned the entire bus and everyone on it, and made a preliminary judgment: "Because after you got on the bus, one of your three souls and seven spirits was taken away by the bus, so you were locked on the bus. The others had their entire souls swallowed by the bus. If you continue to stay here, you will become like them."
When the other passengers heard this, they were a little surprised. So this is how it is?
Ding Weihai was speechless, feeling that the whole world had collapsed. He didn't know what to do. He begged as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Please, take me away. I don't want to be trapped on this bus. I have money. I have a lot of pocket money, all for you. Oh, and my parents are also rich. As long as you save me, my parents will give you a lot of money."
"Your parents have already looked for me." An Rugu looked up and looked out the window: "I will take you away."
She walked towards the back door, and turned back to look at the other three living people: "You come too."
Seeing that the car did not stop, Ding Weihai quickly shouted to the driver: "Driver, stop the car, I want to get off!"
The driver spoke the truth in a deep voice: "I can't control it."
Ding Weihai: “…”
After all this time, this driver turned out to be just a decoration?
“No need to stop.”
An Rugu stood at the door and turned to look at Shang Yue beside him.
She was so happy to see that the Yin energy on the bus was so thick that it seemed to be real. From the time she got on the bus to eat until now, her soul and body have become more solid. While eating, she said to herself, "It's very nourishing."
When the black cat saw the negative energy, it also felt a little greedy. It sat side by side with Shang Yue, opening its mouth to nibble on the negative energy in the air. It was completely different from the cat that had just resisted when it got on the car.
"Have you eaten? If you're full, then it's time to work."
Seeing this, the man and the cat had no choice but to nod, wipe their mouths, and agree.
The other pale passengers looked at An Rugu without any hope in their hearts. Occasionally, a few of them smiled, but their smiles were extremely bitter.
"It's no use. No matter what I do, I can't get out."
"We, more than 20 ghosts, can't get rid of this bus. How can you do it?"
"Don't try, just accept the reality."
After they found themselves locked in the bus, they tried various methods to escape, but there was an invisible barrier outside the bus that they were completely unable to break through. Years of fruitless efforts had worn away their will to resist, forcing them to accept reality.
—trapped on this bus forever and ever.
They were unable to live or die, and they wished they had died in the accident long ago, rather than this endless □□.
The old professor walked unsteadily to An Rugu, a hint of expectation flashed across his eyes, and then he calmed down again.
But he tried countless ways to rescue people on Bus No. 18, both outside and inside the bus, but never succeeded.
How could just any person be able to do it?
However, An Rugu did not listen to them, so he made hand gestures and began to chant the Golden Light Mantra.
"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi. I have practiced for millions of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the Three Realms, only Taoism reigns supreme..."
The excessive Yin Sha is the fundamental reason why buses are blocked. As long as the Yin Sha is eliminated, all problems will be solved.
As time passed, in front of the surprised eyes of people and ghosts, a dazzling golden light burst out from her body, illuminating the entire bus as bright as day. The yin energy surrounding the bus was dispelled by the golden light spell. Wherever the golden light reached, the yin energy disappeared.
The ghost passenger in the car: "!!!"
They were almost blinded by the golden light and quickly hid behind the cover, hoping to protect themselves.
Fortunately, the Golden Light Mantra would act according to the thoughts of the person chanting it, so it did not cause any particular harm to them.
Suddenly, there was a click and an invisible barrier outside the bus shattered.
At the same time, under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the car gradually slowed down and finally stopped.
The driver was shocked when he saw this, and as if he had thought of something, he pressed the back door button. He had pressed the back door button countless times before, but there was no response.
As a result, this time, the car suddenly became normal and the back door opened.
"Okay, get off the car." An Rugu withdrew his hand: "Your souls are back too."
The four college students came back to their senses from their daze and looked at An Rugu with admiration in their eyes. Wow, this kind of special effects must be produced by a great cultivator!
They were so immature that they wanted to become his apprentice right then and there, but when they thought about how they were in such a weird place, they just rubbed their noses and decided to get off the bus first.
An Rugu, who was still in the car, turned on her navigation, which showed that she was in the eastern suburbs of South City, very close to the accident site of the No. 18 bus. She looked around and found that the area was very remote, and the sudden appearance of the bus did not scare anyone.
She thought for a moment, then turned to look at the more than 20 passengers in the car with complicated expressions: "Where do you want to go? If you want to be reincarnated, I will help you to be reborn. If not... my haunted house is short of some employees. Do you want to find a job?"
Many ghosts looked at each other and started discussing with their relatives and friends.
In the end, more than ten people chose to reincarnate, and the remaining ten people, including the driver, were reluctant to leave the human world and wanted to go to her haunted house.
So, An Rugu asked the driver to drive the car to Tangchi Village.
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The bus, whose negative energy had been removed, looked like it had fallen into a lake, rusted and broken. Fortunately, the tank was full and its functions were intact, so it could still be driven.
Bus No. 18 goes all the way to Tangchi Village.
An Rugu sat next to the old professor, who looked at her in surprise: "So you are from Xuanmen."
He had seen some mysterious people before, but never anyone as powerful as her. If he had met her earlier, would he...
An Rugu looked at him quietly, as if she had thought of something, and said, "I just checked the list, and you were not the one who died in that accident. No wonder you know the rules of this car so well."
The old professor knew that if they got off the car before the door closed, they would be safe, so he advised Ding Weihai and others to get off.
The old professor was surprised at An Rugu's sharpness: "Yes, I am the only one who got on the bus later besides them."
"Why did you get in the car?" An Rugu was a little curious and told the results of his investigation: "This car is full of yin energy and has formed its own domain. In this domain, time is stagnant, and people whose souls have been taken away can never get out of the car again. They are no different from the living dead."
The ghost in this car is less free than ordinary ghosts. Why did he get on the car?
Hearing this, the old professor smiled kindly and looked towards the seat in front of him.
Another gray-haired old woman seemed to notice his gaze, turned her head and smiled at him.
The grandson next to him knew he was free, and he was happy and confused. When he saw his grandfather looking at him, he shouted to him, "Grandpa, I, I want to eat fried chicken, can I?"
"We can get off now, of course," said the old professor, smiling.
Seeing this, An Rugu understood a little.
.........It turned out that he got on the car for his wife and grandson.
As expected, the old professor took off his glasses with tears in his eyes and wiped them with a handkerchief: "My son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident a long time ago. Ten years ago, my wife and grandson had an accident, and my health collapsed all of a sudden.
Just when I was feeling hopeless, I suddenly heard that someone had seen bus No. 18.
So I searched everywhere for information about bus No. 18. Some people were scared away by the driver after getting on the bus, but they still remembered the appearance of the people on the bus.
When he described my partner's physical features, I knew I had to get in this car.
The ghosts and monsters that others regard as scourges and monsters are actually my loved ones whom I miss day and night.
I searched the city for three whole years, and finally one night, at twelve o'clock, I caught the No. 18 bus in front of a road sign in the city center. "
Although the old professor spoke briefly, An Rugu knew how difficult it was as soon as she heard it.
Bus No. 18 has only stopped five times in ten years, and there is no regular pattern to the locations where it stops.
The old professor in his seventies forced himself to walk through all the bus stops, big and small, in the south city. He endured thousands of fruitless nights, and the bitterness and exhaustion he endured are self-evident.
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Bus No. 18 drove to Tianle Amusement Park. Fortunately, there was no guardrail at the playground and no one was guarding it, otherwise this shabby bus would probably scare many people.
The two ghosts in the haunted house, Su Weizhi and Zhou Keyu, don't need sleep and are still discussing the script.
Su Weizhi was particularly enthusiastic about studying the script: "Now there are only two of us, and you can't show up for a long time, so why don't we stick with the previous rule-based horror story."
Zhou Keyu was smarter than Su Weizhi and analyzed rationally: [The script you designed is like a copy in a game. The four rules are indeed true and have a scary effect, but the problem is that most people who come to play in the haunted house only play for an hour or two and will not sleep in your haunted house. This design is really a castle in the sky...]
Su Weizhi felt that this made sense, so he had to take a step back: "But I think this is very interesting. What if there are people who really like to sleep in a haunted house? We can think of several plans at the same time and do them at the same time. Anyway, the haunted house is very large."
[Okay. But there are only two of us. It would be better if more people come, otherwise there won’t be enough.]
"I understand. I'll think of a way." Su Weizhi felt a little distressed when he thought of this. He was not familiar with other ghosts, and they were busy improving their strength and didn't want to play such childish games with him.
Talent is hard to come by.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.
Su Weizhi opened it and saw that a shabby bus had suddenly parked at the door.
As the car door opened, more than twenty ghosts floated down from the car.
An Rugu walked up to Su Weizhi and handed him the list: "There are ten people here who want to work in the haunted house. Take a look at their potential and characteristics and arrange suitable positions for them."
Su Weizhi's eyes sparkled: "!!!"
“The boss is awesome!!!”
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In fact, An Rugu could have prayed for those people to be reborn on the spot, but considering that these passengers had died unexpectedly and had been trapped in the bus industry for ten years, they must have had a lot of regrets and distress in their hearts.
She gave them a day to fulfill their last wishes, such as speaking to their loved ones in their dreams or enjoying the scenery.
For the underworld, promises are powerful and binding.
A day later, all the ghosts came back, not one was missing, and they all kept their promise.
An Rugu held a large-scale salvation ceremony to send them back to the underworld.
It is worth mentioning that the old professor did not participate in the salvation, but temporarily went to the haunted house with his wife and grandson.
The next day, Ding Weihai and his parents came to Izumo Temple.
As soon as they saw An Rugu, they came over excitedly.
His parents said, "Master, you are amazing. When I heard Xiao Hai talk about what happened on the bus, I was so scared that I was shaking."
"Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, Xiao Hai and his roommate would have been swallowed up by that bus."
Ding Weihai still has lingering fears: "Being in that kind of place feels like being in prison. It's worse than being dead. I finally understand why those passengers smiled at me when I asked them if I was a ghost after I got on the bus. They haven't seen a human for many years. They probably thought I was a giant panda."
Wu Wenting hugged her son's arm distressedly and told him the purpose of her visit: "Master, thank you so much. I will treat you to a meal. You can choose any hotel."
"No, no need to spend money." An Rugu refused decisively: "You have already paid two million yuan."
"Okay." Wu Wenting had to give up, and then said worriedly: "But Master, is there anything wrong with my son's health? Will there be any sequelae in the future?"
An Rugu looked at Ding Weihai and said, "He is fine, and he has survived a great disaster, so he will have good fortune in the future. Don't worry."
Mr. and Mrs. Wu Wenting were overjoyed when they heard this. In order to prevent their son from encountering such a thing again, they bought some amulets to make them feel at ease.
Ding Weihai was somewhat reluctant to leave, and hesitated to speak. After a long while, he told his true intention: "Master, can I become your disciple? The way you chant the spell is really amazing, just like a god!"
This kind of mysterious thing really touched Ding Weihai's heart. She subdued the mysterious bus in the blink of an eye, frightened countless ghosts, and saved them from danger. It was so cool.
An Rugu has no plans to accept a disciple now. After carefully calculating Ding Weihai's fate, he slowly shook his head and said, "Accepting a disciple requires fate. You and I don't have the fate of a master and a disciple."
What she didn't say was that although Ding Weihai was interested in metaphysics, he did not have any talent for it.
Ding Weihai couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he heard this, but he couldn't force it, so he had to leave with regret.
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The next day was the time for the sixth live broadcast.
As usual, An Rugu turned on his computer and live broadcast equipment and started the live broadcast. There were tens of thousands of people waiting in the live broadcast room early on, and they rushed in as soon as the live broadcast was turned on.
Many people who were previously destined to be together and those who were not destined to be together gave gifts in the live broadcast room, and the gift special effects were dazzling.
In just three or four minutes, the popularity reached more than three million again, and the number is still increasing. Now the live broadcast room, without relying on anyone's popularity, has become the top streamer on the Shark platform.
【The missing anchor is back! 】
【The front row is watching the great prophet. 】
[I advise you to read thirty fortunes today. Don’t be ungrateful, or I will kneel down and beg you.]
An Rugu: "...Thirty hexagrams should be forgotten. As usual, three times. I will draw the lottery now."
She edited the lottery in the background and then sent out the lottery program. Ten minutes later, the lottery closed and three lucky winners were selected.
[Hehehe, another day without winning a prize. I can sleep well today.]
【Welcome the first unlucky... destined person! 】
[I’m going to show my cards now. I won’t pretend anymore. Welcome the first victim! 】
An Rugu ignored the comments that deliberately teased the destined person, and connected with the first destined person [Blueberry Lover] as usual, who chose to have a video call for fortune-telling.
After the call was connected, the barrage in the live broadcast room showed me loving eating blueberries.
She has a pretty face, about 27 or 28 years old, and is dressed in branded clothes from head to toe, but the background is a rural earthen house, which makes people feel very abrupt.
She greeted An Rugu enthusiastically: "Hello, host!"
"Hello." An Rugu looked at her face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and had a complicated expression: "Please pay the divination fee, a high-energy salute."
"Okay." I love blueberries so I paid immediately.
"What do you want to count?"
I love eating blueberries and said with a smile: "Everything is going well for me now. I have a good relationship and a harmonious family... Well, let's figure out when to have a child."
An Rugu took a sip of tea and sighed slightly: "Don't worry about whether you have children or not. I'm telling you the truth. You and your current fiancé will not have children."
I love blueberries: "???"
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Is it that men cannot have children, or is it that women cannot have children? 】
[According to past practice, I counted with my fingers and found that the destined person has a little green on his head. ]
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