The car continued to drive on the steep mountain road. Due to the tight time schedule, Liang Congnan drove very fast.
Inadvertently exchanging glances with Yang Lin, Liang Congnan signaled him to go and take care of the so-called newcomer.
Since the driver died, Sun Yizhi also fell silent. He sat in his seat, holding the cushion tightly with one hand to steady his body so as not to sway left and right with the bumps of the car.
Yang Linqian sat down next to him, put his arm around his shoulder and asked, "Brother, what's going on?"
The man lowered his voice, and his tall stature made Sun Yizhi sweat coldly on his forehead.
"Brother, I'm just scared." He said this with some trembling at first, but then he quickly calmed down.
"Besides, wouldn't the driver know at a glance that it was you who delayed us?"
He never told these people that he was a newcomer. Everything was just their own guess. What did it have to do with him?
Yang Lin didn't know whether to believe this or not, but he didn't ask any more questions and looked at Sun Yi with a serious look.
In fact, they are currently experiencing a life-and-death crisis, and it would not be good if there was a smell of blood.
Seeing the man leave the seat beside him, Sun Yizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Players in the dungeon really cannot act on their own, because all situations are unknown. If they encounter a supernatural dungeon, the dead souls will continue to haunt that person.
The man sitting by the window ignored the farce, but couldn't help frowning slightly, because he felt that this road was inexplicably familiar.
They finally arrived at Zuoshou Town before dark. The clock in the carriage stopped at 5:57, three minutes before the scheduled time.
Liang Congnan, who had been driving with a breath held in his hand, finally relaxed a little and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
A group of people were about to get off the bus and stopped in front of a plaque with the words: Zuo Shou Town.
The sounds beside my ears suddenly changed. The chirping of insects and the chirping of birds were full of vitality. The figures of the two people coming towards me gradually went from blurry to clear.
Although they were far away, Liang Congnan could still see that one of them had completely white hair, without a trace of other colors.
He couldn't help but look back. The bus had disappeared long ago, and the white mist had also dissipated.
Under the setting sun, everything looks beautiful and comfortable.
"Welcome to Zuoshou Town. We don't have much to offer in this town, but we will still do our best to entertain you."
The sudden sound distracted Liang Congnan from his thoughts, and Yang Lin beside him bumped into him.
He then turned his gaze to the person who was speaking. His face was young and his voice was clear, but his hair was white.
"I'm the mayor of this town," the man continued, his eyes filled with undisguised envy and greed. "Young people, that's what."
Sun Yizhi felt a chill for no reason. The mayor looked at them as if they were a delicious delicacy, which made people exclaim in admiration.
The man standing next to the mayor looked like a young man, just like them, but he always had a cold face, making people afraid to approach him.
The mayor continued to speak, but Wen Li was already impatient to listen. Ever since he came here, he kept thinking of some unfamiliar things in his mind, which gave him a headache.
But he was sure that he had never been to this copy before.
"Are you done?" Wen Li interrupted the mayor impatiently, "If you are, go in."
Under the shocked gazes of the people around him, the mayor's face looked very ugly. Just as he was about to get angry, he seemed to sense a familiar breath.
The man's expression changed again and again. He looked up at the sky and finally said through gritted teeth, "Indeed, it's getting dark. Ah Sheng, take our guests to rest."
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