At ten o'clock in the evening, Xu Que arrived at the last bus No. 375 and got on the bus and fiddled with his cell phone.

Bus No. 375 is a bus from the West Gate to the Beijiao route.

In the 1990s, because it was winter, there were few people on this street.

However, at this time, there were more than 20 people sitting in the car. Xu Que was sitting at the end of the car, shaking his body with the ups and downs in the car.

"It's almost started?"

Xu Que looked at his phone, and it showed:

Trial mission: Find out the truth about the supernatural incident of No. 375 bus! Two stars in the horror index.

Xu Que also heard about this incident. It was rumored that when Bus No. 375 was the last bus, the vehicle disappeared mysteriously.

On the next day, 100 kilometers from Beijiaodi Station, I found bus No. 375 that was overturned on the roadside.

The female driver and the female ticket conductor in the car died tragically, their bones were broken and their seven orifices were bleeding.

If it was a car accident, this would be normal, but the abnormal thing is that there is also a corpse, which has long been highly decayed!

How could there be rotten corpses on the bus?

For a time, there were many different opinions.

The most common saying is haunted.

When the bus was driving late at night, three people came up, one of whom was walking with his feet on his way. This person was actually a dead person, and eventually killed everyone in the car.

There is another saying that a gangster robbed him and eventually killed everyone in the car.

But there is a loophole in the latter statement, that is, where does the rotten corpse come from?

Xu Que frowned, not because he was afraid, he was an atheist and did not believe in ghosts and gods.

The main reason is that I feel it’s a bit cold. In the 1990s, the bus air conditioners were very poor.

Xu Que stroked his coat. At this time, a girl sitting next to him suddenly turned her head and looked, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Xu Que asked.

The girl said tremblingly, "Brother, we...we got into the wrong car, this car is a killing person."

"Why do you say that?" Xu Que raised his eyebrows.

"Bus No. 375, there was an accident yesterday...and look at the people in the car..."

Xu Que frowned and looked at the people in the car. At some point, the people in the car emitted a faint green light. They had expressionless faces, lowered their heads, and then slowly turned their heads to look.

All of these people turned their heads 180 degrees, staring at Xu Que with their empty pupils.

"Die with us..."

"Shit..."

Xu Que was suddenly awakened and looked back and saw that there were no one around him, only the driver and ticket seller were left.

"It turns out that it's all dreams."

At this time the vehicle stopped and two figures got into the car.

One is a young girl with a ponytail, and this hairstyle was very popular in the 1990s.

She was wearing headphones and seemed to be reciting English words.

The other was an old man, holding a newspaper, sitting swaying between Xu Que and the young girl.

The lights in the bus were dim, and Xu Que was alert because the bus was about to arrive at the station.

At this moment, the bus stopped again, and two people came up from the platform. When they arrived, they were dragging a coma man, cursing and drinking so much wine.

When Xu Que smelled it, it was true that the three of them smelled of wine.

Xu Que frowned. After the incident that year, there was a highly decayed body in the bus, but now there are obviously normal people in the car.

The temperature in the car dropped, and the young girl couldn't help but tremble and felt a little cold.

Looking at the three drunk men, a man on the right smiled at her, revealing yellowed teeth, which scared the girl quickly turned her head.

The vehicle was still driving, and Xu Que stared at the three drunk men and finally found something was wrong.

Why did the person on the back walk with his feet?

And after getting in the car, the man's face was always wrapped in clothes, as if he was wrapped around the two people in front of him.

Xu Que touched his chin, something was wrong.

The smell of rotting corpses doesn't have...

Xu Que's eyes lit up. The three of them were filled with wine. How could they smell the corpse?

That is to say, someone deliberately conceals the smell of rotten.

Could it be that the person who was cushioning his feet was dead? This is not a supernatural incident at all!

At this time, the old man in front suddenly touched the neck of the girl in front and said with a smile: "The little girl has good skin."

The girl suddenly became furious, "What's wrong with you, an old man? You are so old that you still teased women in public!"

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense. I'm just praising you for good skin. When will you tease you?"

The girl pointed at Xu Que, "Brother, can you make a personal certificate?"

Xu Que was a little confused by the situation in front of him. Before he could speak, the old man snorted: "Okay, little girl, let's find someone to judge."

Seeing that the matter was a big deal, the ticket seller hurriedly said, "Okay, don't argue with you two, one big and one young. You are really old, how could someone else frame you?"

"Okay, you all say I am right? OK, there is the Public Security Bureau ahead, let's go and judge!" The old man refused to give in.

"If you go, go, you touch me, you still have any reason." The little girl said angrily.

The driver had no choice but to open the door, "Then you guys go down first."

"Hey, you guy got out of the car, too. I'm going to ask you to judge." The old man shouted at Xu Que, with a shrewd divine light flashing in his eyes, which seemed unreasonable.

Xu Que smiled. So that's it. He had already figured out what was going on with bus No. 375 and why the old man did this.

Xu Que shook his head and shouted, "I lost a thousand yuan. Old man, little girl, you steal my things. No one in the car is allowed to leave!"

One thousand yuan, in ninety years, was more valuable than ten thousand yuan now.

So when he heard this, the driver was surprised, "Oh, you lost a thousand yuan."

"Yes, isn't the Public Security Bureau ahead? Just go there! Let's make good comments!" Xu Que said deliberately.

Unexpectedly, the old man laughed as soon as he heard this, "Okay, go, let's go, and give a good comment today!"

He pulled the little girl into the car, but unexpectedly, the drunken two people changed their expressions and quickly said they wanted to get off the car.

"The guy has lost all his money, how can I get out of the car now?"

The driver shook his head.

It was a coincidence that there was someone on duty at a traffic police booth on the side of the road, so the driver parked the car here.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the car door was opened, the two men who were holding the drunk man rushed out directly.

"Hey, what are you running?" the driver shouted.

The old man shouted directly to the traffic police booth: "Comrade Police, these two are murderers!"

In the quiet night sky, the sound cuts through the sky.

The police moved quickly, and soon three policemen on duty rushed out of the booth and rushed over.

Xu Que walked to the drunken man, and a covered smell came to his nose in the strong smell of alcohol.

This is not a drunk man at all, this is a dead body that has been killed long ago.

Because of its high decay, the two men covered up with the smell of alcohol and wanted to transport the bodies by bus late at night to the riverside of the Beijiaodi Station.

Now, maybe everyone thinks it's quite stupid.

However, in that era, there were few private cars, and it was not that easy to transport the corpse without knowing it.

They live in the city and have too many people to bury or abandon the corpse, so they can only choose this method.

"Young man, it turns out you can see it too." The old man walked over and said to the devastated girl: "I was sorry just now. I was also trying to save you. I found that these two people were dragging corpses. The only guy in the car and the old man I were men, and I couldn't beat them at all, so I acted and wanted to trick you into getting off the car and call the police."

"So that's how it is." The little girl looked at the corpse in horror.

She looked at the place where Xu Que was standing just now, and saw that at some point Xu Que had disappeared.

In the dark night, Xu Que was walking on the road, and a bus drove over. Xu Que got on the bus, and the bus gradually disappeared...

...

At this moment, Xu Que stood at the door of a three-story building, recalling the scene from modern times to the 1990s, and still can't believe it.

"It seems that these are true. I really didn't expect that my distant relative would inherit such a mysterious building for me."

Then he felt a stir and he turned on the menu of the Ghost Tower in front of him.

Owner: Xu Que
To be continued...