The night wind in February is very strong and very cold.
After shivering in the cold wind at the bus stop for half an hour, Lin Xiaoman, who had no hope for this time, yawned sleepily.
Maintaining world peace is really hard work.
She had not slept a full night's sleep for several nights in a row.
Thanks to her strong body and strong martial arts skills, she did not die suddenly.
Just when Lin Xiaoman was yawning and trying to sleep, the street lamp that illuminated the platform suddenly flickered.
The lights flickered on and off for a moment, then returned to normal so quickly that Lin Xiaoman didn't even notice.
93 obviously did not miss this movement, his eyes flashed, a touch of joy disappeared quickly, and his expression quickly returned to its original state.
It's coming, it's coming, it's coming with supernatural power!
About two minutes later, at the end of the empty road, two big lights appeared, and then became brighter and brighter.
The city's night bus is belatedly arriving.
The bus pulled into the station and the door opened.
The two big men rubbed their hands and went up in anger. Lin Xiaoman and 93 followed behind quickly.
After getting on the bus, Lin Xiaoman discovered that there was actually a ticket sales girl on the bus?
It's a bit strange.
A forty-five-year-old driver uncle, and a young conductor who was definitely no more than thirty.
When I paid and took the receipt, one of the men deliberately touched the conductor's hand and laughed in a vulgar manner.
The conductor glared at him angrily, but didn't say anything.
The two of them paid separately. Lin Xiaoman took the ticket from the conductor and walked around, carefully observing the scene inside the car.
In the early hours of the night, it would naturally not be crowded. It would be empty, with only three passengers in the whole car.
A young man and woman were sitting together, leaning on each other, looking as if they were taking a nap. The woman tilted her head and leaned on the man. They were either a couple or a couple.
There was an old lady sitting on the window seat, estimated to be in her sixties.
The two strong men sat in the window seat on the other side next to the old lady. After thinking about it, Lin Xiaoman walked directly to the seat behind the old lady and sat down.
As a rookie, Lin Xiaoman did not feel any abnormality in the space, but she still had common sense. It was normal for young people to go home at this time after having fun.
But for such an old lady, that's a bit strange.
After sitting down, Lin Xiaoman looked at the receipt in his hand.
It's just a uniform 5 yuan invoice, nothing special.
93 put one hand in his pocket and chewed gum in his mouth. He walked to the seat behind Lin Xiaoman and sat down with a carefree look.
'Boss, have you noticed anything strange? Is there something strange in this car, or is there something wrong with everyone in the car?'
"There must be something weird about this train, but I don't know the details. Just wait and see what happens. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move." 93 replied.
'receive.'
The bus started slowly and drove away from the bus stop.
In the silent late night, the night is hazy, and the city has fallen into a deep sleep. There are almost no passing vehicles and pedestrians on the road, and only the roaring sound of bus engines can be heard.
Two headlights illuminated the front, and the bus broke through the darkness of the night and continued to move forward, probably after two stops.
The uncle driver murmured, "At this time, I usually don't even see a ghost, but today is really a ghost. Damn, there are actually people hailing taxis. Do you think they are just taxis? They just stop when you wave?"
While the driver was talking, under the headlights ahead, Lin Xiaoman could clearly see two black figures standing in the middle of the road, waving to the bus.
"It's better to stop for a moment! Maybe I haven't waited for the bus for a long time. The weather outside is so cold, so I just took it with me if I could." The female conductor said with a little pity.
The driver nodded and the car stopped.
As the car door opened, two more people got up.
To be precise, it should be three people.
The two of them were dressed in ancient costumes similar to the official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty, with flower feathers on their heads, and their faces showed an unnatural paleness.
There were two people, one on the left and one on the right, with someone standing between them. The person being held up had his head hanging down, his hair disheveled, and he was wearing a white robe. The sleeves were very long, and like the long hair, they almost reached the floor.
The man seemed drunk, and he was being dragged around by two people.
The two of them didn't say anything, they just walked to the end of the bus and sat in the row of seats at the end.
The weird costumes and behavior frightened everyone in the car.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. There is a film and television studio near here. They should be actors filming nearby. They are probably drunk and haven't had time to take off their makeup."
The conductor said this, walked to the back and collected the ticket money.
Seeing this, everyone also regained their composure.
'Boss, I know, I know!' Lin Xiaoman said excitedly, 'This is the 330 bus!'
This situation, this scene, was so familiar, and the iconic Qing Dynasty clothes were exactly like the horror stories she had heard.
Although listening to horror stories will make you scared, sometimes people are just cheap, so when he has nothing to do, Lin Xiaoman will still listen to Gu Liuguang's late-night horror story show.
I have to say, listening to horror stories is very exciting.
‘Hmm.’ 93 responded, expressing understanding.
'Do you want to take action?'
Lin Xiaoman was excited but also a little worried.
Those three are definitely zombies, the two next to them should be ordinary goods, but the one in the middle might be at the level of Zongzi King.
It can't be destroyed by one shot, right? But bombs should be useful, right?
But the Zongzi King seems to have an iron wall. Will the bomb not work?
Or, use high-tech weapons from the interstellar world?
‘Don’t move for now, and then we’ll take a look, maybe we can still get to the monster’s lair.’ There are a few small miscellaneous fish, but 93 is completely uneasy when they are swimming around in a leisurely manner.
'Oh, okay.'
While Lin Xiaoman was talking to 93, the old lady in front kept turning her head and looking back with a serious look on her face. From time to time she looked at the three people sitting at the back.
Car, keep moving forward...
Lin Xiaoman recalled the information related to the scary story about bus 330, and passed about two stops.
The young man and woman sitting in the back got up and walked to the car door.
Arrive at the station and get off.
Before getting off the car, the two of them turned around and looked inside the car. There was an indescribable look in their eyes, which seemed to be fear and reluctance.
In the end, the two got out of the car together.
The two got out of the car. Lin Xiaoman raised his eyelids and didn't pay too much attention.
Well, the development is exactly the same as in the ghost story. The next thing is that the old lady should use the excuse of "lost her wallet" to drag a young man and ask to get out of the car and go to the police station.
The two got out of the car, and the old lady not only escaped and ascended to heaven, but also saved the young man's life.
But there are no young people in the car at the moment, so...
Just as Lin Xiaoman was thinking this, the old lady in front suddenly stood up, turned to face her, grabbed her collar, and yelled with an angry expression, "You little bastard, you actually stole my wallet!"