The vehicle gradually approached, the dusk deepened, and the setting sun dyed the billboards in front of the platform a thin layer of scarlet.

After not seeing him for a long time, Dean Huang is still as successful as ever. The billboard still has his photo with his hands folded. It can be seen that he is quite satisfied with this promotional picture. He has not been willing to remove it and replace it with a new one for so long. The area where his eyes were scratched has two black holes sunken in it.

However, there were some more contents than the last time Jiang Ji saw it.

There were several bloody handprints on the billboard, as well as five bloodstains running from top to bottom where they were left by fingers.

The tube-shaped building at the back is even more dilapidated than before. You can vaguely see a row of dried human bodies hanging on the balcony. They are black and red like bacon that has not been bled. If it weren't for the sign that reads "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital", it would look like a shady little workshop.

When they saw Jiang Ji, the three sick ghosts immediately remembered the scene when she kicked them out of the car.

Hatred and greed made them ignore Jiang Ji's excessive enthusiasm, and they couldn't wait to get in the car and let her be the scapegoat.

Xue Li held the steering wheel steadily and did not step on the brakes when passing the "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital". Instead, he followed the plan everyone had agreed on in the car and drove forward as usual without looking away, even though the three ghosts in white coats waved at him.

The ghost bus automatically stopped in front of the platform.

A warm and sweet female voice followed: "We have arrived at Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital. Passengers who are getting off please get off from the back door. Please be careful when getting off!"

Everyone immediately realized that if this was an RPG escape room, every station along the way would be a level they could not skip.

Ye Changli was holding the brown paper bag containing the medical records of the middle-aged woman with bandages.

The middle-aged woman was called Huang Chunting. Her medical records showed that she had undergone several surgeries at the "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital" and had operations all over her body and face. It was very likely that she died on the operating table due to a failed operation. The rules of the bus stated that each of them had to get off at the correct stop.

"Do I have to get off here?"

Ye Changli's eyes were shining, and even the bandages couldn't suppress the excitement on his face.

Jiang Ji decisively held him down: "...Not yet."

She had a headache. Why was this guy such a foodie?

Do you really think that “beautiful soul” reflects the person who represents it?

The bandaged woman found a scapegoat, Ye Changli took her identity and no longer needed to be bound to a fixed route.

Except Huang Chunting, everyone else has nothing to do with "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital".

They don't need to get off at this stop.

With a "swish", the front and rear doors of the bus opened at the same time.

The three ghosts in white coats lined up and got on the bus one by one, and took out a red banknote from their pockets.

Six sinister eyes stared at Jiang Ji, sometimes lingering on Ajin's face, making the little golden-haired boy's scalp tighten.

"Wait!" Seeing the red banknotes in their hands, Jiang Ji quickly stopped them.

This time, no matter what she said, the three ghosts would not believe her and quickly stuffed the money into the coin box.

The green coin box was like an awakened beast, swallowing the three ghost banknotes in one gulp.

Seeing that the coin was successfully inserted, the three ghosts slowly turned around and approached her triumphantly and viciously.

Ying Huai leaned his hands against the window, watching the water pooling at his feet slowly flow toward the feet of the three white-coated ghosts.

Just as one of the ghosts was about to step on the puddle of water, the red line on his wrist was pulled very lightly, as if to comfort him.

He looked at the slender figure standing in front of the aisle. Jiang Ji had his hands behind his back, gesturing wildly to the people who were about to draw their swords.

This means that they should not take any action.

Everyone watched in silence. Even though they didn't understand, they still turned their heads away and pretended to look out the window.

The air twisted invisibly, and everything returned to calm.

"Alas!" Jiang Ji looked at the three malicious faces and sighed heavily, his eyes full of disapproval: "Your hands are too fast, I didn't have time to explain the new rules of the bus to you!"

Jiang Ji was mostly blocked by the car window and handrails, and the three ghosts' attention was focused on her face. Only then could they see clearly the old-fashioned ticket seller uniform she was wearing. The ticket seller's work badge on her chest was reflected by the light, so the content on it could not be seen clearly.

The three ghosts were confused at the same time.

Isn't she a human passenger? How did she become the conductor of the ghost bus?

Without waiting for their reaction, Jiang Ji walked up to them and stared at the three exaggerated plastic surgery faces.

Word by word: "The ticket price has increased, and your money is not enough."

As he spoke, Jiang Ji unfolded the rules of the ride in front of them, and it clearly read:

[Only 10 ghost notes are needed for this bus trip. If you encounter other passengers who forget to buy tickets, please hand the passenger over to the conductor or take the initiative to help the passenger buy a ticket. ]

What? How much???

The eyeball of one of the ghosts fell out of its socket. He quickly wiped it and put it back, thinking he had seen it wrong.

It costs 10 ghost money for a bus ride, that's crazy!

Are you driving a bus? You are driving a Rolls-Royce!

The three pairs of eyes stared at the inexplicably extra zero. The smiling lips that were fixed at a 90-degree angle by the black thread and nails used in the surgery drooped in anger. Jiang Ji remained calm and raised his finger to point at the regular ghost pattern stamp on the lower right corner:

"The stamp is clear and the price is clearly marked, so there is no deception."

"I wanted to remind you guys, who made you so impatient?"

"Okay, the coin box only eats and doesn't spit. If you want to get on the bus, quickly pay the remaining fare."

Jiang Ji spread out his hands, palms facing up, and played the role of the tricky and difficult ticket seller vividly.

"Are you guys going to take the bus or not? If not, get off immediately!" she said angrily.

The three ghosts looked at each other. They were all ghosts who had escaped from the "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital" in a panic, and they indeed did not have so much money on them.

The three-minute stop time passed quickly, and before the bus honked, they got off the bus in disappointment.

They are not afraid of the driver, conductor and passengers on the bus, but they dare not violate the rules set by the ghost bus.

Not only did he fail to punish Jiang Ji, but he also lost 3 ghost money. What kind of hellish suffering is this?

The bus started slowly again.

Wei Shengdie held the drawing board of the little girl in red and looked at Jiang Ji in front of her: "Are we leaving just like this?"

Didn’t you say you were going to “visit” Dr. Huang at the Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital?

Jiang Ji glanced at Ying Huai, and seeing that he had no intention of explaining, he turned around and briefly explained: "There is a problem here."

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