On the dark road, the sound of the bus closing its door was heard far away, and then the taillights turned on and the vehicle started quickly and rushed out.
On the platform, the nightmares who got off the bus just now couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It's so dangerous!"
"Those people just now were not allowed to get on the bus before."
"You didn't see that the driver has been changed."
"I think it was not replaced, but killed. The driver's body was sitting in the back with a white cloth covering his head."
"I've also noticed it. So, it's a wise move for us to get out of the car. If we stay in the car, no one knows what will happen."
"That makes sense. I hope the buses can return to normal on the next trip. Otherwise, we will never be able to get out of this road."
Beep!
"You don't have eyes!"
Lin Mo honked the car horn and cursed. On the road ahead, a nightmare with a bare head, no eyes, nose, and mouth, and only one pair of ears hurriedly stepped aside.
Almost hit.
"You really don't have eyes, it's so dangerous!"
Lin Mo muttered. He was now much more skilled at driving than before. He could turn sharply and straighten all at once. This bus actually felt like a performance car, especially on this dark and empty road. It was even more interesting.
, it’s like playing a racing game with a late night scene.
Originally, the remaining passengers in the car were quite quiet, but they couldn't handle the bus swaying left and right, especially the passengers sitting at the back, who were sometimes thrown to the left and sometimes to the right.
Brother Hammer was the first to be unable to bear it any longer.
He stood up, holding the bloody hammer and walked towards the driver.
The half-length nightmare lying on Lin Mo's shoulder saw this and immediately informed Lin Mo, who was very calm.
The next moment, Brother Hammer found a seat near the front and sat down.
The impact of the vehicle swing at the front is relatively small.
So, Brother Hammer just changed his seat.
At this time, a sudden brake came on.
Brother Hammer's head hit the back of the seat in front of him.
The same goes for the shroud zombie, struggling to keep his body steady, but the mysterious cardboard box failed. It hit the front with a bang, and the body of the white ghost who was hacked to death by Lin Mo before also rolled and was thrown into the car.
front part.
"You can't blame me for this, the road is blocked." Lin Mo explained to the passengers, and then pointed to a street light pole in the middle of the road.
The streetlight pole was broken and blocked the front, causing the entire highway to be blocked.
"Brother Hammer, please come down with me and move this thing away." Lin Mo opened the car door and stepped out. Brother Hammer over there covered his face, thought for a while, and followed.
Lin Mo had no choice. He couldn't ask that cardboard box to come down and help.
As for the Shroud Zombie, this old man doesn’t seem to be easy to talk to. He mainly walks and jumps around. He is a disabled person with weak legs and feet, so he can only be called Hammer Brother.
Lin Mo looked at the street lamp pole. It seemed that someone had broken it violently and deliberately placed it across the road.
The two of them worked together to move the obstacle aside.
Lin Mo looked into the distance and felt that something was wrong this time.
First, the original bus driver was infected by the 'weird smile', and then encountered a blockage in this logic. The two things happened at the same time. How could it be such a coincidence?
"There must be something wrong!"
Lin Mo got back into the car and happened to see the body of the white ghost that he had identified dead before. He was sitting on the ground and trying hard to close the split head with his hands.
This guy is not dead!
At this moment, the weird smile on the white ghost's face had disappeared, replaced by a sad face.
If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be ‘decline’.
Seeing Lin Mo get into the car, the bad guy nodded to say hello, and then saw that the two halves of the other person's head were closed, but the split seam was still there. If you don't pay attention, it may still open.
Lin Mo stared at the other person, wary of this guy seeking revenge on him.
This guy is probably immortal, and he probably can't be killed by a knife or an axe.
"Thank you just now!" Shui Gui said.
Lin Mo looked confused and confused.
"That thing, only by killing me can I get rid of it. If you don't chop me with that knife, I will always be controlled by that thing. Life would be worse than death." The face of the bad ghost was full of fear, and it looked even worse.
The 'thing' in his mouth is obviously a weird smile.
"You're welcome, it's all what I should do." Lin Mo also said, according to Shui Gui, he did save it.
"Where is that thing now?" Shui Gui asked. It looked around and looked at everyone's face. When it saw the cardboard box, it wanted to go over and open the cardboard box, but it might be there on the way.
After noticing something, he stopped again.
He glanced at the cardboard box with some fear.
Lin Mo pointed to the bus driver sitting alone in the back.
Shui Gui looked at it and nodded: "Don't expose it. Just take a look at it from a close distance and it's over."
Lin Mo had also been tricked before and knew exactly what the ghost was talking about.
Immediately, he walked over and tightened the white clothes wrapped around the driver's face to ensure that they would not fall off.
"Where are you going?" Shui Gui asked immediately when he saw Lin Mo sitting in the driver's seat and preparing to drive.
"Platform 69." Lin Mo said.
"Thrift Alley?"
"Do you know the junk alley?" Lin Mo was a little different, because nightmares on the road generally don't know the location of the junk alley. Anyone who knows it is already trapped in it and cannot escape without enough currency.
"Of course I know, I escaped from the junk alley." Shui Gui said hurriedly: "Don't go, something happened in the junk alley. That thing has spread in the junk alley. If you go there, there is only a dead end.
"
Lin Mo's expression changed.
Start the car now.
"Did I not make it clear? Or did you not understand?" Shui Gui became anxious.
"My dad is in the junk alley." Lin Mo said one word, and the ghost fell silent.
Ahead, Platform 69 loomed. Finally, the bus stopped beside it. Lin Mo turned off the engine, but did not remove the key. He opened the door and got off the bus.
Others may not go, but Lin Mo must go.
But what made Lin Mo different was that, except for the driver who was motionless, all the other passengers in the car followed him.
Brother Hammer saw Lin Mo looking at him, saying that he wanted to leave the constraints of Route 66, so he had to go to the junk alley. Anyone who stopped him would be beaten to death. This was what he had done in the past.
The shroud zombie didn't speak at all, and there was no fear in his deathly gray eyes. It was completely like a god blocking the gods and Buddhas. Lin Mo didn't dissuade him. This shroud zombie was very special, and the opponent should have the ability to think.
It didn't attack me in the car, maybe because I let it get in the car.
There are also cardboard boxes.
No one knows how this thing got out of the car. Anyway, if you look back, you will see that the cardboard box must be a few meters behind you. It is the most weird and mysterious thing.
Lin Mo looked at Shui Gui: "Then what are you doing here?"
"I don't want to either, but I'm scared to be alone, so I can only follow you." The bad ghost is now naked and its clothes have been requisitioned. It is shivering at the moment and looks quite pitiful.