"Checang County Private Primary School? If you don't go there, the location is too far away. You can call another car."

"Isn't it okay if I give twice the price?"

"Young man, are you from another place? To be honest, this is not a question of whether you are rich or not. I would like to advise you not to go to the suburbs of private primary schools. Several of my friends took passengers a few times a year ago, but after a few days, the world has evaporated and cannot be contacted until now."

After having lunch with Axuan at a famous local snack bar, Yujing, who was standing at the pedestrian street entrance, had stopped three taxis in a row.

Whenever he said the destination he wanted to go to, all the taxi drivers gave different reasons and refused to take the taxi. There was even a winner, so he simply asked Yu Jing to report himself directly.

The fourth driver is still quite kind and gives a lot of information that interests Yu Jing.

"Wow, this hasn't started yet, and this elementary school seems a little wrong... I'll tell you how Chen Zhao's youngest son could study in an ordinary elementary school? If he was criticized by the teacher one day without completing his homework on time and angering the young master's teacher, he would likely be cut off and eaten. If the classmate quarreled with him, he might even end up in the whole class."

Yujing, who was unable to take a taxi, opened the Gaode map, and searched for the only bus route through the designated route, and just went from the center of the county town to the direction of a private primary school.

"It's still time. Chen Zhao's wife will go to pick up Chenyang from school at about 5:30 in the afternoon. I still have a few hours to do. Try to have a frontal contact with this 'Young Master' for a while and learn about his situation."

Considering that he might encounter it on the way to school, Yu Jing asked Axuan to temporarily return to her body to prevent the ghost's breath from being sensed by others in advance.

"good."

The two merged into a dark alley, and Yu Jing walked towards the bus stop alone. Twenty minutes later, an old bus arrived slowly.

Yu Jing, who got on the bus from the front door, found that the bus driver had a gloomy face and dark circles on his face. If he was caught by the traffic police, he would be considered tired driving.

Yu Jing, who put the coins, sat alone in the window at the last row of the bus.

Because the bus passed through the center of the county town, the number of buses was quite large at first, but as the bus drove out of the central area of ​​the county town, a large number of passengers got off one after another.

When they completely drove out of the city, except for Yujing and the driver, there were only four people left on the entire bus.

An old man wearing an old cloth clothes and carrying a shoulder pole was sitting in a loving seat. There were only a few broken vegetables left in the casing belt, indicating that the old man had completed today's sales task in the vegetable market early in the morning.

There is also a father and son sitting at the front of the bus. The child looks five years old. Judging from his appearance and appearance, he should be a foreigner who came to Chaxiang County to travel, and he is preparing to go to the scenery in the suburbs to have fun.

The last one was a woman in a flower-clothed dress sitting at the front of the right side of Yujing, with long hair reaching her waist and abdomen. Since getting on the car in Yujing, this woman in a flower-clothed dress has never made any moves, and it makes people feel weird if they don't move.

"Master, get off at the next stop in Lumpur."

In Duo Lumpur, the bus route map seems to be the first stop of a private primary school. The sunny father pulled his five-year-old son to the back door and waited to arrive at the station.

However, when the driver drove to the bus stop, he showed no sign of slowing down and rushed directly through the stop.

"Master, please stop the car."

Because the child is by my side, the father suppressed his temper and communicated with the driver in a calm tone.

But the bus driver did not respond at all, and the bus still showed no sign of slowing down. When the father walked up quickly to argue with the bus driver, however, when he saw the driver on the front, the terrifying scene scared him so much that he sat on the ground.

The bus driver grabbed the steering wheel with his withered hands, stepped on the accelerator with stiff legs, his face and mouth wide open, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he looked scared to death, as if he had seen a very terrible "thing" in the car through the rearview mirror before his death.

The father was also an old driver and quickly calmed down to stop the bus instead of the driver.

However, in the rearview mirror that Yu Guang saw, his five-year-old son was no longer in his original position, but sat next to the woman in a flowery clothes, with a pale face and a trembling body.

The woman in the flowery clothes covered her face, her light pink lips that were exposed rose slightly, and a wicked smile hung on her lips.

"Xiaotong!"

My father felt something was wrong, so he broke the loose guardrail on the old bus and held a steel pipe in his hand.

My son, who had always been lively and generous, was frightened and trembled all over, unable to speak, and could not even make a cry.

My father looked at the other people in the car. The elderly sitting in the loving seats were in their 80s and could not help. The young man sitting in the last row wearing a hooded hood looked out the window and did not take the situation in the car seriously.

"Give me my son back."

No one could help him, so my father had to hold the steel pipe alone and approach the woman in the flower-clothed step by step.

At this time, the woman stretched out a slender finger from under the flowery sleeves, and the fingernails coated with red dye were scratched on the five-year-old boy's delicate and tender cheeks. Some of the flesh fell off and blood overflowed.

"Um..." The child wanted to cry, but he choked in his throat.

The bright red nails swam the child's neck and carotid artery. The father in front of him was completely panicked and immediately knelt down on both knees.

"Please let my son go."

The woman in the flowery clothes slowly moved her black hair away, and her pure white pupils were exposed.

It directly scared the father alive and a lot of sweat was overflowing from his back. But because of his eagerness to save his son, the father held back the fear and kept kowtowing to the woman, begging the other party to let the child go.

"You can let your son go, but you have to do me a favor."

"I will definitely help you if you are busy!" My father kept nodding in agreement with the other party's request as if he saw hope.

"Hold the steel pipe in your hand, break the head of the old man beside him, and then take out the inner brain to exchange for your son's life. This process must be completed before the bus arrives at the next stop, otherwise you all will die, hehe."

The woman's evil laughter echoed inside the bus.

There is no time left, and the next stop is less than a thousand meters away.

For the sake of his own child, the father took out the steel pipe and pointed it at the timid old man beside him.

"Old man...I'm sorry."

"Click!" The steel pipe swung down hard, and blood sputtered all over the carriage.

However, the old man next to him was not injured. At the last moment, the father chose to smash the woman's head.
Chapter completed!