On the platform, those nightmares who had just gotten off the train couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“That was a close call!”

"Those people just now were not allowed to get on the bus before."

"You didn't see that the driver has changed."

"I don't think they were replaced, they were killed. The driver's body was sitting in the back with a white cloth covering his head."

"I noticed that, too. So it would be wise for us to get off the bus. No one knows what will happen if we stay in the bus."

"That makes sense. I hope the next bus trip can resume normal operation. Otherwise, we will never be able to get out of this road."

Beep beep!

"You have no eyes!"

Lin Mo honked the car horn and cursed. On the road ahead, a nightmare with a bald head, no eyes, nose or mouth, and only a pair of ears quickly dodged to the side.

Almost hit.

"I really didn't have eyes. That was close!"

Lin Mo muttered, he was much more skilled at driving now, making sharp turns and straightening the car in one go. This bus actually drove like a performance car, especially on this dark and empty road, it was even more interesting, like playing a racing game in the middle of the night.

Originally the few remaining passengers in the bus were quite quiet, but they couldn't stand the bus swaying from side to side, especially the passengers sitting at the back, who were thrown to the left and then to the right.

Brother Hammer was the first one who couldn't help it.

He stood up and walked towards the driver with the bloody hammer in his hand.

Seeing this, the half-nightmare lying on Lin Mo's shoulder immediately informed Lin Mo, who was very calm.

The next moment, Hammer Brother found a seat near the front and sat down.

The front is less affected by the swaying of the car.

So, Hammer Brother just changed his seat.

At this time, an emergency brake was applied.

Hammer Brother's head hit the back of the seat in front of him.

The same went for the shroud zombie, who tried hard to keep his body steady, but the same could not be said for the mysterious cardboard box, which crashed into the front with a bang. The corpse of the white ghost that had been hacked to death by Lin Mo before also rolled and was thrown to the front of the car.

"You can't blame me for this. The road is blocked." Lin Mo explained to the passengers and pointed to a lamppost lying across the middle of the road.

The lamppost was broken and blocked the road ahead, causing the entire road to be blocked.

"Brother Hammer, please come with me and move this thing away." Lin Mo opened the car door and walked down. Brother Hammer covered his face, thought for a moment, and followed him down.

Lin Mo had no choice. He couldn't ask the person in the cardboard box to come down and help.

As for the shroud zombie, this old man seems to be difficult to talk to. He walks with a hopping motion. He is a disabled person with poor mobility, so we can only call him Brother Hammer.

Lin Mo looked at the lamppost. It seemed like someone had broken it and placed it across the road on purpose.

The two of them worked together to move the obstacle aside.

Lin Mo looked into the distance and felt that something was wrong this time.

First, the original bus driver was infected by the 'weird smile', and then he encountered a traffic jam on the road. These two things happened at the same time. How could it be such a coincidence?

"There must be something wrong!"

Lin Mo got back into the car and saw the corpse of the white ghost, who had been identified as dead by him before. The white ghost was now sitting on the ground, trying to close his split head with his hands.

This guy is not dead!

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be 'bad'.

Seeing Lin Mo get in the car, the poor guy nodded to say hello, and then saw the two halves of the other party's head closed, but the gap was still there. If you are not careful, it may split again.

Lin Mo stared at the other person, guarding against this guy seeking revenge on him.

This guy is probably immortal. He can't be killed by a knife or an axe.

"Thank you for what you did just now!" said the poor ghost.

Lin Mo looked confused and puzzled.

"That thing, I can only get rid of it by killing me. If you don't cut me with that knife, I will always be controlled by that thing, and life will be worse than death." The ghost's face was full of fear, and he looked even more miserable. The 'that thing' he was talking about was obviously the weird smiling face.

"You're welcome. It's what I should do." Lin Mo also said. According to the sad ghost, he did save it.

"Where is that thing now?" asked the poor ghost. It looked around and checked everyone's face. When it saw the cardboard box, it wanted to go over and open it, but perhaps it noticed something halfway and stopped.

He glanced at the cardboard box with some fear.

Lin Mo pointed at the bus driver who was sitting alone in the back.

The poor ghost took a look and nodded: "Don't show it. If you look at it from a close distance, it will be over if you take one look at it."

Lin Mo had also fallen for this trick before, so he knew exactly what the unlucky ghost was talking about.

He walked over and tightened the white clothes wrapped around the driver's face to make sure they would not fall off.

"Where are you going?" The poor ghost asked when he saw Lin Mo sitting in the driver's seat and preparing to drive.

"Platform 69." Lin Mo said.

"Junk Alley?"

"Do you know the Second-Hand Alley?" Lin Mo was a little surprised, because the Nightmares on the road generally did not know the location of the Second-Hand Alley. Anyone who knew it was trapped in it and could not escape without enough currency.

"Of course I know. I escaped from the Junk Alley." The ghost said hurriedly, "Don't go. Something happened in the Junk Alley. That thing has spread all over the Junk Alley. Going there will only lead to death."

Lin Mo's face changed.

Start the car now.

"Didn't I explain it clearly? Or did you not understand?" The poor ghost became anxious.

"My dad is in the second-hand goods alley." Lin Mo said this, and the poor ghost fell silent.

In front, Platform 69 was looming. Finally, the bus stopped beside him. Lin Mo turned off the engine but did not take out the key. He opened the door and got off the bus.

Others may not go, but Lin Mo must go.

However, what surprised Lin Mo was that, except for the driver who remained motionless, all the other passengers in the car followed him.

When Hammer saw Lin Mo looking at him, he said that he wanted to leave the constraints of Route 66, so he had to go to the Junk Alley. Whoever stopped him would be hammered to death, which was what he had always done in the past.

The shroud zombie didn't say anything at all, and there was no fear in its dead grey eyes, it was ready to kill anyone who stood in its way. Lin Mo didn't try to persuade him, this shroud zombie was very special, it should have the ability to think, it didn't attack him in the car, probably because he let it get in the car.

And cardboard boxes.

No one knows how this thing got off the car. Anyway, if you look back, the cardboard box must be a few meters behind you. It is the most bizarre and mysterious thing.

Lin Mo looked at the ghost: "Then why are you following here?"

"I don't want to either, but I'm scared to be alone, so I have to follow you." The poor ghost is now shirtless, his clothes have been requisitioned, and he is shivering at the moment, looking quite pitiful.

(End of this chapter)