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◎Ghost Bus◎
[Oh my god, look out the car window!]
What's that? It doesn't look human at all.
Is it possible that I am not really human?
[My mother asked me why I was kneeling down to look at my phone]
Su Wan, the caller Tangwanshao, had her phone on her lap and was quietly looking at it with her head down. She was wearing headphones, and Jiang Chuxu on the other end of the headphones didn't say anything either.
She couldn't speak in this situation and could only wait quietly. Finally, Jiang Chuxu sent her a message.
[Jiang Chuxu]: These ghosts are not evil spirits, but you must never let them find out that you know.
[Jiang Chuxu]: Although this is a ghost bus, it will stop at the station. It will be dangerous to handle it while it is still moving, so you must wait for the next station.
Not considered a ghost?
Su Wan's mind buzzed. Weren't those swollen and rotten faces in the reflection of the car window considered evil spirits? Then what did real evil spirits look like?
A chill came over her, making her fingertips numb.
She took a deep breath, and the fishy smell in the air rushed straight to her head.
Can't let them know.
Su Wan chewed over these words. She raised her head stiffly, her eyes carefully scanning the front row.
In the dim light, the passengers still kept their heads down, motionless.
[Tong Wanshao]: Okay, host. I just heard that we have arrived at the Chongjiang government. The next stop is the Chongjiang Convention and Exhibition Center. I estimate it will take about ten minutes.
After sending the message, Su Wan didn't look at her phone again. To prevent herself from acting too abnormally, she leaned back in her chair, trying to clear her mind and pretending to be just taking a nap. But suddenly she remembered what happened before she connected the phone.
It was around three o'clock in the afternoon. She felt unwell and had a dizzy head, so she asked for leave and wanted to go home and lie down for a while.
Standing downstairs of the company, the estimated price displayed by the taxi app made her hesitate.
Thinking that the bus could also go to the entrance of the community and was cheaper, she walked to the platform. Seeing the bus coming into the station from a distance, she got on without thinking much.
As soon as she got on the bus, she felt that the whole bus was very dark and there was a damp and musty smell. Su Wan just thought that she was not feeling well, so she was not satisfied with anything.
When she got in the car, she glanced at the driver. The driver was a silent man and she didn't notice his face. There were a few people sitting in the car, all dozing with their heads down or leaning against the window in a daze.
Su Wan chose a seat by the window in the back row and subconsciously took out her phone to check it. The signal was quite weak and it took a long time to check anything, so she turned it off after checking for a while.
She tightened her coat, feeling that the temperature in the car was a little low.
The car drove into a series of tunnels. Out of boredom, she habitually looked out the window beside her, wanting to see the tunnel walls flying by.
However, my eyes were involuntarily drawn to the reflection in the car window.
The reflection of the side face of a passenger in the front row with his head bowed appeared extremely unnaturally swollen and bluish-white under the interweaving of light and dark in the tunnel. His lips were purple, his eyelids were so swollen that the pupils were almost invisible, his wet hair stuck to his forehead, and even his clothes looked wet.
Su Wan's heart suddenly twitched and she almost threw her phone away.
She quickly looked away, took a few deep breaths, and comforted herself that it must be an illusion and that she was too tired and dizzy.
But that blistered face seemed to be imprinted in my mind and could not be erased.
She couldn't help but secretly glance at the other side window again. The reflection of another passenger was the same, pale and swollen, with wet hair stuck to his face, and even his neck seemed to be stained with traces of mud.
At this time, Su Wan was finally a little scared. Would a normal person's face really look like that?
She suddenly turned her head to look at the passenger's body. Under the light of the tunnel outside, the man's face was just tilted to the side. Although he looked pale and tired, he seemed... still normal?
Just his complexion looked a little worse.
But the image of the drowned person in the reflection of the car window was too clear and too real.
She felt something was not right at the time, so she tried to connect with Jiang Chuxu, but she didn't expect that she actually got it.
Su Wan couldn't help but move her gaze to the car window again.
The light from the tunnel ceiling lamp flickered dimly, and in the reflection of the car window, the swollen and pale head of the passenger was slowly rising.
Their eyelids, swollen by water, struggled to open a crack, their turbid eyeballs embedded in their rotten eye sockets. Their eyeballs seemed to be moving slowly, and finally, seemed to be fixed in the direction of Su Wan's mobile phone reflected in the car window.
In the reflection of another window passenger, the skin on the hand resting on the armrest was terribly wrinkled and peeling, as if it had been soaked in water for too long, with strands of algae tangled between the fingers.
Its index finger moved slightly, bent, and then straightened.
Su Wan abruptly turned her gaze away from the reflection, her heart pounding as she looked towards the actual carriage.
The passenger who raised his head seemed to move slightly, and his neck made a slight "clicking" sound, like a rusty joint being forcibly twisted, which was very strange.
The temperature inside the car seemed to drop a little, and the chill crept up onto the skin through the thin coat. The faint damp fishy smell also became stronger at this moment, carrying the smell of rotting mud and aquatic plants.
The driver continued to drive silently, as if he was unaware of the coldness and weirdness that permeated the car behind him.
The tunnel walls receded monotonously and rapidly, and the dim light cast flickering shadows on the car windows.
Jiang Chuxu seemed to say something in the headphones, but Su Wan couldn't hear clearly. Jiang Chuxu's voice was intermittent and there was a crackling sound.
Just then.
A drop of water fell on the back of Su Wan's neck without warning.
She was so frightened that her whole body trembled and she almost jumped out of her seat. When she came to her senses, she suddenly covered her mouth and suppressed her scream.
She looked up at the roof in horror, but it was smooth and there was no sign of leakage at all.
Is it an illusion?
Cold sweat instantly soaked her back.
Before she could calm down from the sudden shock, she suddenly felt a cold and slippery touch on the back of her left hand, as if it had been gently touched by something.
Su Wan retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and the camera of her mobile phone shook violently.
She looked left and right, and even glanced under the seats, but they were all empty.
But the wet feeling left on the back of her hand reminded her that it was not an illusion!
The tunnel seemed to have no end, and the endless darkness and dim lights alternately devoured the senses.
The moisture on the car window glass became heavier and heavier, condensing into turbid water droplets that slid down in a winding manner.
What was even more bizarre was that Su Wan felt as if his feet were... wet?
Like walking on water.
She lowered her head stiffly. In the dim light, a thin layer of dirty water had accumulated on the floor of the aisle of the carriage.
The accumulated water reflected the chaotic light, and also vaguely reflected the stiff and distorted figures of the front passengers.
More and more heads that were drooping in the front row were raised.
Although the dim light made their facial features blurred, Su Wan could clearly feel countless cold gazes wrapped around her like a spider web.
Their postures also became stiff and strange, like puppets being pulled by invisible strings.
An old lady sitting diagonally in front of Su Wan, her profile suddenly turned the same bluish-white and swollen skin as in the reflection in the car window when the tunnel lights flashed!
Extreme fear gripped Su Wan's throat, and she felt like she was about to suffocate.
Driven almost instinctively, her eyes snapped to the rearview mirror inside the bus.
In the mirror, the driver who had been silent and lowering his head suddenly raised his face!
In the mirror, a similarly pale and swollen face suddenly appeared. The swollen lips were slightly parted, and the cloudy eyes were staring at her sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror!
Su Wan gritted her teeth, trying to restrain herself from moving, but she couldn't control herself at all. She suddenly shrank back, and her back hit the cold seat back with a dull thud.
She knew that it was over, the ghosts in the car knew that she was alive.
Are these ghosts staring at the camera?
[It is more likely that these ghosts are watching the person connected]
[Feeling a bit finished]
[It’s over, I’m scared even through the camera]
The sound was particularly harsh in the silent carriage.
Several "passengers" in the front row turned their heads towards her.
At the same time, a cold hand suddenly stretched out from under Su Wan's seat, and its swollen fingers tightly grasped her ankle like an iron clamp!
An irresistible force came, as if it was going to drag her off the seat, into the foul-smelling puddle, and into the endless darkness under the seat!
Su Wan couldn't even scream. She covered her mouth tightly and struggled desperately like a drowning person.
She kicked her feet frantically, trying to shake off the ghost hand.
There was a sharp pain in my ankle, as if the bones were about to be crushed.
During the struggle, the earphones hanging on her ears were rubbed loose a little, and from Jiang Chuxu's side, Xiao Hei's low roar full of warning was instantly clearly heard.
"Meow--"
The sound was not loud, but it was like an invisible flame burning evil things.
A shrill scream of pain was heard, and a thick black smoke came out of the ghost hand that was tightly grasping Su Wan's ankle. It quickly retracted its hand and disappeared into the shadow under the seat.
Su Wan was still in shock, gasping for breath, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.
She looked down at her ankle, and saw five extremely clear blue-black fingerprints on the skin, which was shocking.
However, the leak of Xiao Hei's voice suppressed the ghost below, but also made the other ghosts turn their heads and look at her.
The entire silent carriage suddenly exploded.
"Hehe."
“Uh…”
All kinds of hissing sounds squeezed out of the throats of the passengers in the front row.
The passengers, who had originally just turned their heads stiffly, began to twitch and twist their bodies violently, as if something inside their bodies was struggling frantically.
Their body joints made teeth-grinding "cracking" sounds, and their movements were no longer stiff, but carried a kind of madness and swiftness that came from being enraged.
One, two, three... the passengers stood up from their seats. Their movements were a little slow at first, but soon became smooth.
Their eyes were fixed on Su Wan in the back row, with strange smiles on their faces.
The flesh falling from their faces added to the horror.
They took a step forward, dragging their wet bodies towards the back of the carriage.
The strong stench and cold resentment came like a tangible wave.
The lights on the roof flickered wildly, flickering unsteadily, making the approaching ghostly figures appear even more distorted and terrifying.
The accumulated water on the floor of the carriage seemed to come alive, surging with black foam.
Su Wan was stuck in the corner of the last row.
The ghosts were getting closer and closer, and the announcement that the train was about to arrive at the station was heard.
"The next stop, Chongjiang Convention and Exhibition Center, is almost here. Passengers getting off please get ready."
【Author’s words】
[Dog head holding a rose] The update time may not be very stable in the next two days [Crying]
The fog was so thick that it couldn't be cleared and the flashlight could only illuminate a few steps away.
I walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and I always felt that someone was following me, and the footsteps were exactly the same as mine.
I stopped suddenly and the footsteps stopped too.
I looked down
Why does it have four legs?
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