"Sister, you can't be so cruel, this is a human life!" The kind-hearted aunt tried to persuade the ticket seller, "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you throw him down, he will die."

The woman selling the ticket sneered and retorted harshly: "If you don't think it's unlucky, how about you take him back and let him die in your home, and I'll ask Lao Zhang to deliver it to you personally?"

Judging from the fact that the man is already taking in less air and outgoing more air, I'm afraid he may be alive in a few minutes. He won't be able to make it to the hospital in time. He's going to die anyway. Where does he die?

While he was talking, the minibus had already stopped on the side of the road.

"Lao Zhang, come here and help me." The ticket seller pulled the rope beside the door, and the door opened. She looked at the aunt with a mocking look and urged, "Where is your home? Come on, I will drop you off right away.

go."

The aunt who had been speaking for the man just now turned blue and was angry. She stood up quickly, pushed aside the people next to her, and walked down. She was not very fast like a person in her fifties or sixties.

The woman selling tickets looked at the aunt's back as she left quickly, and said in a strange tone from behind: "Why are you leaving? Take someone with you!"

Auntie ran faster.

The ticket-selling woman sneered, half-bent down, grabbed the man's shoulders, and tried to drag him down.

"How about calling 120?" A kid who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old tentatively spoke.

The ticket-selling woman glanced at him, straightened up, and her words were not as harsh as before. She nodded, "That's okay, you can fight."

"I, I don't have a mobile phone." The child replied with a red face.

Today, with the highly developed Internet information, there are still backward and poor corners. They think that going to the hospital is an unknown thing, and they will be scared when they see the police. Even if something happens, they will not think of dialing 119, 120 or the like.

The ticket sales woman paused, took out her cell phone from her bag, and planned to dial.

"The ambulance can't make it." When the ticket seller dialed the second number, a slightly cold voice sounded in the car.

Looking over at the sound of the voices, the ticket sales woman kept her hands on her, "What can we do? You save him?"

Shi Luo stood up and walked to the front of the car in front of everyone's curious eyes. She glanced at the man who was already unconscious and gave a suggestion, "It's better to call 110."

"What? You still want to sue me for murder?" The woman selling the ticket was obviously thinking too much. She pointed at the car full of people, "They are all watching. This man's death has nothing to do with me, and I have no obligation to let him die.

In my car, you think so?"

A few people nodded and agreed with what the ticket sales woman said, but more passengers still watched in silence. They did not want to get involved in this quarrel that was related to human lives.

Shi Luo didn't respond, she had already arrived.

The man's eyes were closed and his mouth was wide open, like a fish out of water. He held his throat with both hands. He looked extremely scary. Passengers who were close to him wanted to get off the car, but the door was blocked by the man. They could only

He shrank hard into his seat, not daring to take another look at the man.

Shi Luo squatted in front of the man. She took out a small, palm-long wooden sword from her bag. She swung the wooden sword over the man a few times, drawing a ghost-repelling talisman that no one could see.

The man suddenly straightened up, took a long breath, and finally shouted out. His screams were so piercing that they shocked the eardrums of everyone in the car. Shi Luo, who was squatting next to him, looked unchanged.

Only the ticket sales woman standing behind Shi Luo could see clearly that the man's dark face had gradually faded. His body was still shaking uncontrollably, but his breath was obviously much more stable than before.

In just a few breaths, this man went from death to life.

No matter how superb medical skills are, they cannot do this.

The man finally opened his eyes, but he was still lying on the ground unable to move.

Shi Luo didn't look at the man again, she said to the void: "Go, don't stay in the world for too long."

"He will receive the punishment he deserves."

"Okay, I promise you."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after Shi Luo said these three sentences, the people in the car clearly felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and then the temperature inside the car returned to normal.

Shi Luo put away the mahogany sword, stood up, turned around and walked to his seat.

Before sitting down, she reminded the ticket seller again, "Call the police."

The ticket-selling woman who had been looking angry before nodded blankly, her attitude changed completely, "Okay, okay, I'll fight you right away."

When the phone was connected, the ticket sales woman woke up when she heard the voice on the other side asking questions, and asked Shi Luo, "What should I say?"

"He has two lives on his hands." Shi Luo lowered her eyebrows, and then added, "Two children."

After what Shi Luo did just now, no one in the car would doubt her words.

"Children? Two more?" No matter how mean a person is, when she heard that the man on the ground had killed two children, the woman selling the ticket became angry, especially since she also had two children. The woman selling the ticket angrily told the person on the other end of the phone

the operator said.

After hanging up the phone, the ticket seller glared at the man on the ground fiercely, and then cautiously asked Shi Luo, "Master, if I kick his feet, will he be kicked to death by me?"

"No." Shi Luo still lowered his eyebrows, "Just kick me a few more times."

With these words, the ticket-selling woman no longer held back, she raised her foot and kicked the man on the shoulder, four times in total, using all her strength in each blow.

The man was slumped in the car like mud, motionless, and he only grunted in pain when the ticket sales woman kicked him down.

Lao Zhang was sitting in the driver's seat, leaning half of his body back. He asked the ticket seller, "Should we leave or wait here?"

"Let's go, wait for the police to come." The ticket seller crossed her arms and stared at the man on the ground, for fear that the man might escape.

"If you are in a hurry, just get off the bus. I won't charge you a fare." Then the ticket seller said to the bus full of people.

No one moved in the car.

Except for the ignorant children, everyone in the car looked at the man and Shi Luo.

When he looked at the man, he had a look of disgust on his face, and when he looked at Shi Luo, his eyes were burning.

Most of them are middle-aged and elderly people who have not received much education, especially many of them who have never even left the county town in their lives. These people believe in ghosts and gods, and their elders will prepare coffins for themselves early and put them at home.

, they also know which place and which master has superb methods of exorcising evil spirits.

Shi Luo's hand just now really shocked them.

This was a matter of life and death, and the county public security bureau took it very seriously. In less than half an hour, the police car had already arrived.

Because the minibus was not the scene of the first murder, even if the man could speak, he was not conscious. When the police came, he just held his head and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "I was wrong, please forgive me.

I don’t want to die, I really don’t want to die.”

The two policemen who came down were both experienced in handling cases. They saw that the matter was not simple. Since they could not ask questions, they directly handcuffed the man and took him to the police car. The minibus was full of people who were witnesses. The police

Just ask Lao Zhang to drive the minibus and follow the police car to the Public Security Bureau.

Without the man, the eyes of the people in the car were all on Shi Luo. The ticket seller walked up to Shi Luo with a flattering smile and handed the ten yuan fare to Shi Luo. "Little girl, this is
Chapter completed!