"Captain Yang, what's the situation over there?"
"Captain Yang, are you already in the car?"
"What's on the bus?"
"Please reply when you hear me!"
…
Director Wu's voice came from the Bluetooth headset, but Yang Fan did not dare to make any response, because at this moment, a pair of fierce eyes were staring at him.
"This is an unmanned ticket bus. Passengers boarding, please pay with your coins!"
As the driver in front of him shouted this sentence rudely, Yang Fan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly became embarrassed again.
Coin insert?
Do you have to pay coins to ride on this ghost car?
I...I don't have any change!
Just when Yang Fan was feeling awkward, Zhao Lu, who had been sitting in her seat, suddenly stood up. She hurried over to Yang Fan's side and asked with amusement, "Master Yang, don't you have any change on you?"
"Uh... I don't have any change on me..." Yang Fan touched his nose awkwardly, then added, "Well... I don't have any whole money either."
“Puff!”
Zhao Lu seemed amused by Yang Fan's words. She quickly took out two silver coins from her pocket and stuffed them into the coin box. She smiled at Yang Fan and said, "Haha, let me help you put the coins in."
"Uh...thank you." Yang Fan touched his nose embarrassedly, then subconsciously turned his head to look at the driver.
This is a greasy middle-aged man about forty years old. He has a bald head, a big belly, an unshaven beard, and black spots between his nails. He looks a little haggard and his eyes are bloodshot.
Perhaps because he saw Zhao Lu helping Yang Fan pay for the ticket with coins, the driver snorted coldly, then turned around and drove the bus seriously.
In addition to the driver, there were more than ten passengers in the carriage, including men and women, elderly people, migrant workers, and even a young college couple.
Because the entire carriage was filled with a strong aura of evil spirits, Yang Fan couldn't tell for a moment whether these passengers were human or ghosts?
Therefore, Yang Fan did not dare to act rashly. He could only wait and see, and then wait for support from his colleagues.
"Master Yang, there are empty seats over there. Let's go sit there?" Zhao Lu pulled Yang Fan's arm, then turned and walked towards the middle of the carriage.
Perhaps because he saw that the passengers in the car did not behave abnormally, Yang Fan hesitated for a moment and then followed Zhao Lu.
Soon, Yang Fan and Zhao Lu sat in the first row of seats in the back half of the bus.
Behind them was the college couple, and on their left sat a young man who was sleeping. He was wearing a pair of trendy headphones with a cool breathing light on.
"Master Yang, aren't you waiting for someone? Why did you squeeze into the car again?" As soon as Zhao Lu sat down, she couldn't help but pull Yang Fan aside and started talking in a low voice.
"Uh... the person I'm waiting for couldn't come due to something urgent, so I..." Yang Fan answered absentmindedly, but his eyes were always looking at the situation inside the car.
"So, Master Yang, you were stood up?" Zhao Lu asked with a smile.
"Yeah, I was indeed stood up." Yang Fan nodded perfunctorily.
"Master Yang, where are you going now?"
"Uh... probably heading to the terminal."
"What a coincidence? My house is near the terminal. We can have a good chat on the way."
“…”
Zhao Lu obviously hadn't realized that she had taken the wrong bus. When she heard that Yang Fan was going to the terminal, her beautiful peach blossom eyes immediately lit up.
On the other hand, Yang Fan has been looking uneasy ever since he squeezed onto the bus.
Because the evil spirit energy in the carriage was too strong, even several times stronger than the evil spirit energy on Nie Xiaoyu!
what does that mean?
It means there is a scary ghost hiding in the car!
Moreover, the level of this ghost is definitely much higher than Nie Xiaoyu!
Could it be... that there is a ghost king sitting on the bus?
Yang Fan was seen chatting with Zhao Lu in a perfunctory manner while carefully observing the passengers in the car.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, an arm stretched out from the side and patted Yang Fan's shoulders twice.
“Swish!”
This scared Yang Fan, and he immediately tensed up. A Taoist talisman appeared in his hand. He suddenly turned his head and looked nervously at the owner of the hand.
"Brother, lend me a light!"
The man with headphones who was originally sitting next to the aisle woke up at some point. He had an unlit cigarette in his mouth and was reaching out to Yang Fan for a light.
call!
Yang Fan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This guy just came to borrow a light. He really scared me just now.
Just as Yang Fan was about to take out his lighter, Zhao Lu, who was sitting next to him, frowned and said, "Smoking is not allowed on the bus. How could you do this?"
The man with headphones was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he turned his gaze to Zhao Lu, and then his eyes lit up.
"Oh! You are so beautiful! When did you get on the bus? Why didn't I notice you?" The man with headphones looked straight at Zhao Lu, and his Adam's apple seemed to roll slightly.
Faced with the fiery gaze of the man with headphones, Zhao Lu seemed very uncomfortable. She subconsciously moved closer to Yang Fan and even took Yang Fan's arm.
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