Chapter 192: Pure Boy



Even if it is a cycle, it depends on the situation.

For example, do these three monsters have any memory of what happened just now?

The platform, which was illuminated by the setting sun, was getting closer and closer, and the No. 4 bus stopped at the "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital" platform again.

The three white coat ghosts boarded the bus one after another in exactly the same order as the first time.

This time, in addition to covetousness and greed, there was also a bit of determination to win in their eyes.

Jiang Ji stared at their hands slowly reaching into their pockets, and watched them take out a stack of bright red ghost money from their pockets.

He counted out ten red bills and prepared to stuff them into the dark coin slot.

Oh, no need to guess, it seems he has memory.

"Wait a minute..."

Jiang Ji reached out from behind the handrail, ready to stop them for the second time.

The three ghosts in white coats didn't believe that she had any excuses. Not only did they not stop their hands, they even increased the speed of inserting coins.

Jiang Ji: “…”

These ghosts are really rebellious. Jiang Ji couldn't help but suspect that the scary snake face on their necks might not be what Dean Huang meant. Maybe these guys just wanted to go against the normal aesthetic standards. This is too rebellious.

Coin insertion successful.

The coin box fell silent again.

Jiang Ji didn't know what to say, and was too lazy to get up from his seat. He pointed to the rules of the ride posted on the handrail and said, "Here, take a look for yourself."

What are you looking at? The three weirdos felt something was wrong.

Three pairs of dark eyes froze instantly when they saw the riding rules.

The rules have changed again:

[Only 100 ghost notes are needed for the entire 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. ]

Gulp, gulp, boom, boom, boom!

This time it wasn't just one of the ghosts, all three of the weird eyeballs were scared out of their wits.

What the hell? 100 ghost money?

How dare you say “only”?

The prices haven’t just doubled or tripled, they’ve doubled tenfold!

They brought some extra paper money this time, but it was definitely not enough for three hundred pieces!

But if they fail to get on the bus this time, do they have to bring a thousand ghost money with them next time?

Even Director Huang, who runs the entire "Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital", may not be able to come up with so much money!

The loss suddenly soared from 3 ghost banknotes to 33, and the three ghosts were so heartbroken that two nails popped out of their faces.

His pale face turned red and black with anger, the same color as the cured human flesh in the tube building.

"You are... just asking for the price!"

"You are... a bull cart! Damn it!"

The leading ghost pointed at Jiang Ji with a trembling hand, but the side effects of the plastic surgery were too severe, and it took him a long time to utter these words.

"Do you blame me?" Jiang Ji spread his hands confidently, "I'm just a small ticket seller. You didn't give me the money for the tickets! Otherwise, you can go to the Price Bureau to complain, or ask other passengers on the bus if they can help you pay the rest of the fare?"

The three ghosts looked at the other ghost passengers and turned their heads away, not wanting to get involved at all.

The innocent boy with the baby face showed an expression of pity on his face, and said to the ticket seller's back with a naive face: "I can't bear to watch it, it's so pitiful, how much do they need? Otherwise, I will help them make up for it!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a metal box from under the seat.

It opened with a click, and the red and green banknotes that could hardly fit inside almost blinded the three ghosts.

Damn, are all the living people so rich these days?

Aren’t you afraid of being robbed if you carry a huge amount of ghost money when you go out?

No one knows about these three weird things since the post in the Night Watch forum leaked.

Chinese people always carry a few ghost money with them when they go out, in case they encounter a ghost story one day, the ghost money may save their life.

At this moment, the image of the innocent boy in the minds of these three ghosts changed from a tender and chewy scapegoat to a tender and chewy scapegoat who was also a victim.

The ghost bus stops for three minutes, and they have a total of 140 ghost banknotes on them, which means they still need 160 more.

The innocent boy took out a stack of red bills from the box, about two or three hundred in total. He was too lazy to count them and stuffed them into the coin slot without hesitation: "The rest is considered a tip~"

Seeing the clear stupidity that was about to overflow from his eyes, the three poor ghosts' eyes turned red with jealousy.

But the leading white-coated ghost still remembered one thing: "Wait... don't throw in... red money."

Weirdly helps the living buy tickets, and the red notes are used to sell lives.

A living person bought tickets for the weirdos. This operation had never been seen before on this route. The three weirdos always felt uneasy.

"No, I want red notes." The blond young man said stubbornly, "Red is so beautiful."

Seeing how reckless and naive he was, the three ghosts did not dare to stop him, for fear of arousing the other party's suspicion. They could only comfort themselves in their hearts that this college student didn't know the use of the red banknotes anyway, and when the bus started, they would be fine after eating them.

Hiss~

They stared at the tender-skinned male college student and drooled all over the floor.

The red banknotes were stuffed into the coin slot along with the tip, and the green coin box suddenly trembled with excitement.

The old-fashioned coin box without any mechanical device made a rumbling sound, and soon a note written in blood came out of it.

"Eh?" The innocent male general pulled out the note and suddenly said in surprise, "Ah! Ghost Bus said that I already own more than 51% of your shares. You three are mine now!"

Three weird ones: ???

Wait? I'm just going out to have a meal, you're not planning on selling yourself out?!

What right do you have to remind me of the ghost bus? Can you be bought off with just a tip?


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