There are lush grass and flowers on the roadside.

As Ren Yan walked along, he didn't meet many people, but there were quite a few vehicles.

And he didn't even touch any treasure.

"My luck is really bad, but fortunately the environment is good, so I'll just take it as an outing."

After several hours, Ren Yan still hadn't found any treasure. His luck in the suburbs was not as good as in the city.

Fortunately, the scenery outside was nice, so Ren Yan treated it as a live broadcast of a scenic tour.

As the sky gradually darkened, Ren Yan walked to the bus stop and prepared to take the bus back.

Although he had a faster way to get back to the city, he chose to take the bus, just like an ordinary person.

At the same time, he was broadcasting live and chatting with netizens.

Because the treasure has not been found, the popularity of Ren Yan’s live broadcast room has dropped a lot, and the number of viewers has also decreased.

However, even so, on the platform, Ren Yan's live broadcast room still ranks first in popularity and number of viewers.

: Is the anchor waiting for the bus? It would be better to go back directly.

：You don’t understand, this is called sentiment.

: Oh, you mmp, this is clearly called experiencing life! : I didn't find a treasure in the whole afternoon. Could it be that this treasure only appears in crowded places? : Not necessarily. Don't forget the two swords before, they appeared directly on the top of the mountain where no one was.

: Seeing that the host didn’t find the treasure either, I felt much more balanced.

Ren Yan was standing on the platform waiting for the bus, while netizens in the live broadcast room were communicating and joking with each other.

Ren Yan occasionally interacted with netizens in the live broadcast room, and time passed quickly.

Beep beep!

The light came from afar, shining on the platform. A shabby bus slowly drove up and stopped at the platform.

Squeak...

The bus door opened, Ren Yan looked at the bus in front of him but did not get on immediately.

The bus is grey in colour and appears somewhat shabby, and passengers can be seen through the windows.

"Route 13."

Ren Yan looked at the number on the bus and compared it with the information on the platform, only to find that there should not be a No. 13 bus at this platform.

: Something seems wrong with this bus! : Route 13, there is no Route 13 bus at this stop, is it the wrong bus?

: There was indeed bus No. 13 at this stop, but the route was changed a long time ago, and the bus should have gone off duty at this time.

: Off work? So early!

: What do you think? People in these remote suburban areas generally get off work earlier.

: Damn, stop talking, my back feels cold!

: So what’s the matter with this bus?

: Go on, I'm excited.

: Damn, ghost story lovers! This weird No. 13 bus immediately attracted the attention of netizens.

It’s a dark, windy night filled with ghosts, and it’s the time when urban legends run rampant.

“Is there really a ghost bus?”

Wang Huilin was also watching the live broadcast. The special forces team had already distributed the treasures and were now busy adapting to the treasures' power.

"If the ghost bus is real, it means that something other than the real material world has appeared."

Lu Jianye was also staring at the live broadcast room. This supernatural bus was not just a bus, but represented the beginning of a supernatural event.

It represents the opening of another world beyond the material world.

This way, they have one more opponent.

In front of the strange bus, Ren Yan finally walked to the door, took a step out, and boarded the bus.

"Master, what is your name?"

"Tang Xiansheng."

The driver turned his head stiffly and stared at Ren Yan. His voice was a little unclear, as if his throat was full of water.

Ren Yan nodded, and before walking into the car, he looked up at the roof, where water droplets were condensed.

Looking around at the passengers, everyone was sitting in their seats and no one reacted to Ren Yan getting on the bus.

: Tang Xiansheng, why did the host suddenly ask his name?

: I don’t know, but I feel like there’s something really wrong with this train.

: Something is so wrong. Looking at the driver's behavior and the passengers in the car, it is really weird.

: What's so weird about it? You guys are just overthinking it, it's just a bus.

: Exactly. What's the problem? It's just a bus.

Netizens also think that bus No. 13 is very strange, but some people also think that they are just thinking too much.

It's just an ordinary bus, they are just overthinking it.

Two groups of people were arguing in the live broadcast room, and after Ren Yan sat down, the bus started and drove smoothly.

“This car is quite old.”

Ren Yan's camera was focused on the interior of the carriage, but the passengers all had their heads down and were not communicating with each other.

The interior of the car was a bit shabby. In addition to the water droplets on the roof, the window glass was also hazy.

The entire interior decoration of the car has a shabby feeling. In addition to the smell of gasoline, there is also a musty and damp smell.

The whole car made no special sound when driving, it was very quiet, and no one was talking in the car. There was only the sound of Ren Yan chatting with netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Great! There's another car!"

When Ren Yan was interacting with netizens, the bus suddenly stopped and a young man carrying a package got on.

After getting in the car, he shuddered subconsciously and looked at the car, seeming to notice something unusual.

But it was already dark outside, so after thinking for a while, he got in the car.

"It's so damp. How long has it been since this car was cleaned?"

After getting on the bus, the young man was not used to the smell in the bus and kept complaining as he drove.

"Hey! You are...Brother Yan!"

The young man walked into the car, looked at the people inside, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly walked in front of Ren Yan.

Obviously, this young man had also watched Ren Yan’s live broadcast and recognized Ren Yan’s identity.

"Oh, you know me?"

Ren Yan looked up at the young man. A black aura was already lingering around him.

: Host, this is complete nonsense, people have already called out your name.

: That’s right, he even called out the name, so he must know him.

: The live broadcasts by anchors are the most popular nowadays. How could young people not have seen them? : Exactly. Live broadcasts underestimate their influence, don’t they?

: The host probably still hasn’t adapted to the feeling of being a big star.

: Hahahaha, this kind of treatment is not something ordinary people can enjoy.

: It will take some time for the anchor to adapt.

: I’m so envious! I also want to meet the host by chance!

: Are you looking for a chance encounter? I'm too embarrassed to tell you.

: You just want to get close to the host and get some luck to find treasures, right?

(End of this chapter)