"Buy your tickets now!" the bus driver shouted impatiently. What are these two doing chatting and blocking the entrance? They have no manners at all. Buy your tickets and go to the back to talk. It's getting late, and the driver is waiting to get back to Cai Du to finish his shift.
"Forehead……"
Wang Yao turned to look at Hui Shuo and saw that the fake monk was staring at him with an innocent expression, just like a child looking at his parents. He scratched his head, paid for the two of them, and felt embarrassed to pretend to be stupid since the fake monk had called him "father" and "mother" for so long.
The two got on the bus and walked to the back. It was the last bus, and there weren't many people on it.
Wang Yao walked to the back of the car, found an empty seat, and was about to sit down when he suddenly looked out the car window as if he had a premonition. He saw that the lotus-shaped streetlights along the entire road seemed to have dimmed considerably, and a shadow the size of a two-story building was swaying and wobbling along the road, seemingly slow but actually fast, as it chased after him.
Unaware of the situation, pedestrians brushed past the shadow in the evening breeze. The shadow's embers spread across the entire road. The bus wasn't moving very fast, but the shadow seemed to be gradually accelerating. Before Wang Yao knew it, he could see Ni Zhenlu's face in the shadow.
The other party seemed to have also noticed Wang Yao on the bus. Suddenly, the shadow transformed and a pair of large, shadowy hands, scattered with ashes, swung up and grabbed at the bus. Wang Yao stared in astonishment as several shadowy fingers pierced through the metal of the bus and entered the carriage.
Unaware of anything amiss, Hui Shuo bent over and sat down in his seat. Just as he was about to be touched by the shadowy finger, Wang Yao quickly pulled him aside and dragged him to his side. Hui Shuo looked at Wang Yao, confused, but Wang Yao pulled him back step by step with a serious expression.
Inside the carriage, shadows gathered and multiplied like a swarm of snakes, and a constantly deforming giant hand relentlessly approached Wang Yao.
"Find a seat and don't run around in the carriage!" The driver shouted impatiently from the front as he saw Wang Yao and his companion turn back from the back of the carriage.
At this moment, Ni Zhenlu was already pressed against the back of the bus. Amidst the clanging of keys, a thick shadow almost covered half of the carriage, reaching a height of nearly three stories. Ashes began to drift through the carriage, and an old woman on the bus suddenly began to cough violently.
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