Chapter 139 The closed wooden door (please subscribe!)

Author: The plane that fell into the water

Chapter 139 The closed wooden door (please subscribe!)

Strange because this city was his first time to visit, familiar because this city had appeared in his mind countless times.

Even in today's paranormal circles, no one in this city knows about it.

Because Yang Jian, the person in charge of this city, has already disintegrated the circle of friends in Dajing City and killed a real captain-level figure.

"Is the stop in Dachang City this time?"

Sun Xing stood outside Dachang City, his pupils glowing. His vision was far away, penetrating this prosperous big city. On a remote street, a bus with flashing lights suddenly appeared.

It was early in the morning, and although this road was a bit remote, there were many people along the way.

He saw pedestrians on the roadside waving wildly at the bus, but the bus showed no intention of stopping.

This car did not slow down when the light was red, nor did it pick up passengers when it encountered pedestrians. It passed through several streets and finally stopped at the green light.

"Damn it, I want to file a complaint against this driver. I've never seen anything like this."

"I'm beckoning you to speed up. When the light is red, you step on the accelerator. When the light is green, you stop. I'll ask you, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

From behind, a middle-aged man holding a fried dough stick in his hand and slurping away a cup of spicy soup chased after him, cursing.

His body shape is also easy to recognize. He is a typical office worker who often catches the early morning train to work.

At this moment, this obese middle-aged man had an angry face. He chased all the way behind and came to the front of the bus window. He banged on the window twice and was ready to complain to the driver.

But the next moment.

He was dumbfounded.

There was no one on this seat, and there were not even many people in the bus. The carriage was completely empty, with only a few people sitting at the back. All of them had their eyes closed, not even moving, and just sitting quietly.

These people are very cautious.

There is a saying that makes it very clear.

In this car, as long as you don't move, others won't even be able to determine whether you are a human or a ghost.

Once a full load situation occurs, others will treat you as a ghost and dare not touch you, which is the safest thing.

Snap!

The spicy soup in the man's hand in front of the car window spilled all over the floor, splashing all over him, and he fell to the ground.

"How can you drive a car without a driver?"

No one answered his question. There was already a long queue of passengers at the platform outside the bus door, waiting for the bus to open the door and rush on.

"Didi~"

The sound of the bus door slapping sounded, and the upper and lower doors opened at the same time. The tourists outside the door were about to leave, but a figure stopped in front of them.

Sun Xing held the iron rod and walked onto the bus, causing dissatisfaction among the passengers behind him.

"Why did this person jump in line?"

"Keep your voice down, have you seen what I'm holding?"

A group of tourists were whispering and just about to get on the bus, but found that the empty door nearby seemed to have been erected with a wall. No matter how hard they tried, they could not get in.

After getting on the bus, Sun Xing found a seat and sat down.

The wall erected outside was naturally his masterpiece. It was a supernatural bus. He knew it, and the ghost controller on it knew it, but ordinary people couldn't understand it.

Therefore, he was not going to talk nonsense or explain anything, and directly used the ghost zone to stop the passengers outside.

"In this day and age, it's rare to see such a warm-hearted ghost master."

The voice of a ghost controller rang out from the seat behind, obviously aware of Sun Xing's masterpiece.

"It's just convenient, but if you think I'm warm-hearted, I'll accept it."

Sun Xing smiled.

This time, there was a group of new faces behind the carriage. He didn't know these people, and they didn't seem to know him.

"Actually, it would be better if you let them come up."

A cold voice came from the second to last row.

Sun Xing looked back and saw that the person speaking was a tall man in his early thirties, with a burly build. He was holding a box of cigarettes in his hand. He took out one of the cigarettes and started smoking.

"What's the benefit of putting it up?"

Sun Xing looked at it twice and then withdrew his gaze and sneered.

"There are ghosts on the carriage. If something happens, these ordinary people will try out the ghosts' killing patterns, which can make us people more prepared. Even if the carriage is full, we can catch these ordinary people and throw them away at any time.

Get out of the car and make room."

The big man took a puff of cigarette and said.

This is a good question to think about, because ordinary people have no threat in the hands of this group of people. On the contrary, they can also test the patterns of evil ghosts.

"This is just a benefit to you. I don't need this benefit."

Sun Xing spoke calmly, very confidently.

"So confident."

The strong man took a puff of cigarette and said nothing more.

Because what has happened has happened, passengers outside are blocked by the ghost realm and cannot get on the bus. This ghost realm even isolates the sounds from outside.

Therefore, people inside the carriage cannot even hear what the tourists outside are saying.

"Didi~"

Five minutes passed quickly. When the time was up, the bus body shook and flapped violently. Then the door slammed shut and it continued to drive forward.

Although the speed of the bus was not slow, the path under the wheels had changed. After leaving Dachang City and reaching the suburbs, the surroundings became dark. Sun Xing looked at the time on his watch, which was seven o'clock in the morning.

But the blue-black path emerging under the wheels has become weird. This road has no end in sight and is incompatible with the surrounding reality, as if it suddenly appeared.

The vision of everyone on the carriage gradually blurred, because as soon as they drove to the outskirts, the surroundings seemed to have lost touch with reality and arrived at a strange place.

There was more darkness and silence all around, except for the sound of wheels turning.

Sun Xing closed his eyes, because there was really nothing to see outside. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

This time he didn't want to be imprisoned anywhere except the bank. He just wanted the bus to stop at the bank as soon as possible.

Most of the people in the bus were like him, except that their goal was to stay on the bus longer.

After dozens of minutes passed, Sun Xing, who was sitting quietly, suddenly had his hair standing on his hair and suddenly opened his eyes.

His back felt as cold as a thorn, and he felt a strong feeling of being spied on.

He took advantage of the situation and looked out the window. The sky was getting a little better at this time.

There is a big mountain outside. At this moment, the supernatural bus is walking on a ridge. It is surrounded by towering old trees, towering into the clouds, which looks a bit outrageous.

This tree is so big. Let alone a hundred years old, even a thousand-year-old tree may not be this tall.

It was extremely dark outside, and this was an old forest, with rippling branches, swaying in the wind, and slapping against the car windows, making a strange sound.

"Bang~"

The bus seemed to be driving in the forest, and there were constant collision sounds. Sun Xing raised his eyelids, and another black branch was thrown against the window in front of him.

The car windows are extremely strong and will naturally not suffer any damage.

What made Sun Xing frown was that there was a thin corpse strung on this branch. The forehead was black and the body was rotten. When it was slapped on the car window, it hit the face exactly. Their eyes faced each other, which looked weird.

Incomparable.

"Could this be the old forest, right? The old forest outside Daming City seems to be somewhat similar to here."

Sun Xing remembered that when he took the train to Daming City, he encountered a ghost forest on the way.

Gradually, the impression in the memory gradually matched the scene in reality.

"Didi~"

Without waiting for him to think, the bus slowed down and soon stopped in the old forest. Next to it was an old tree with a stop sign underneath. The bus door swung and slowly opened here.

To Sun Xing's surprise, there was no exit door at this stop, only the entry door.

It was dark outside the door, and there was no movement at first.

But after two or three minutes, a dwarf with a withered body walked up. He was not tall, but had an extremely old face. Many ghost masters in the carriage took one look and looked away.

Their intuition told them that this ghost was very dangerous~

"This shabby place still has stop signs. How many routes does this bus have that I don't know about?"

Sun Xing glanced outside and said thoughtfully.

He silently remembered this ghost forest in his mind.
To be continued...