They were standing in the middle of the aisle of a bus. The seat backs on the left and right sides were basically broken. The windows were closed tightly. Through the window glass, there was only darkness.
What Jasmine pointed at was the front of the car, where the driver was.
There was a pile of unrecognizable things.
The fool squeezed forward, stepped to the side of the thing, put his head in, and said with a frown on his face, "It's a man, he's dead."
"How did you know he was dead?" Qin Yin asked.
"Nonsense, a dummy has been used to replace the corpse," the fool said, grabbing the man's arm and shaking it, "There's nothing to be afraid of. Come over here, this man died miserably."
This is true.
As I got closer, I saw that this half-human, half-monster thing was indeed a corpse curled up on a seat. The corpse was covered with large and small wounds, and its eyes were wide open as if it wanted to eat people.
The Taoist priest was leaning in front of the windshield of the car. While others were trying to smash the window, he was staring directly at the corpse, looking up and down at its limbs covered with wounds and blood.
"It can't be opened," Qin Yin put down the fire extinguisher in his hand and said happily, "I guess this is the first mechanism. It seems like I can't get out if I can't find the mechanism!"
Although Xiaolan didn't understand Qin Yin's happiness, she nodded in agreement.
"Wait a minute," when everyone was about to search the space in the car, the Taoist priest suddenly shouted, "Everyone, please come over and take a look at this body. If I count correctly, he has eight different injuries on his body."
"Eight places?"
The Taoist priest nodded and pointed at the body, "Some places look like they were caused by a car accident, but there are a few other places... you will know after you look at them."
Xiaolan sneaked over and looked at the dummy body.
"Here, the shoulders, waist, and...the iron rod passed through the heart," the Taoist priest analyzed. "These may be injuries from the car accident, but look here..." The Taoist priest pointed to the head of the corpse, "Look.
Are you here yet? There is a needle pierced into his forehead. This doesn’t look like an injury caused by a car accident..."
"This person should be the driver on the radio, right?" Qin Yin asked.
"Yeah..." Jasmine said hesitantly.
"But……"
They all knew what Qin Yin wanted to ask.
It sounds like there was just a car accident, but why did the driver appear to be in such a dead state?
"No," the Taoist priest squatted on the ground and suddenly raised his hand, "This driver should not be the driver on the radio."
"Why?"
"The person on the radio said he was going to make a U-turn, and then the car accident happened," Baomu whispered, "The bus... just turned around if he didn't say "U-turn", and bus drivers generally don't strike up conversations with passengers, so
…”
"Sure, Baomu," the fool patted Baomu's head approvingly, "I have inherited the mantle of pineapple and maple syrup."
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. Seeing the disappointed expressions in Xiaolan and Baomu's eyes, the fool quickly cleared his throat and changed the subject.
"In that case, is it possible that this dead man is related to what the driver said last year?"
Last year, eight college students came to Baxian Village, but all of them disappeared and have not returned yet.
"I understand," Jasmine clasped her hands, "The person on the radio is talking to us. We are new tourists, coming to explore the secrets of the Eight Immortals Village. We don't know what happened. We were sent here, and here
, should be the first scene related to the eight missing college students."
"So our mission is to find those eight college students?" Qiao Nian blinked.
Jasmine nodded, "We need to follow the footsteps of those eight people. When we get to the end, we should be able to find them, and the mission will be successful."
Jasmine looked proud, as if she were an advanced player.
Everyone also gave her face and pretended to have an epiphany.
After some reasoning by Jasmine, they have figured out the most obvious clue to this secret room, and the next step is to do the actual operation.
"Look!" Luo Jiutian, who had been huddled behind the fool, pointed to the seats in the first row and shouted, "There is a ball under there!"
Unexpectedly, he found the first prop.
In the first row on the right, where the two chairs meet, there is a black ping-pong ball-like thing leaning against the leg of the chair, like a peeping eye.
Luo Jiutian squatted and moved over, grabbed the ball, looked at it in his hand, and then squatted and moved it back.
"It's hollow," Luo Jiutian opened his palm and showed it to them, "it feels like a black ping pong ball."
"Ball?" The Taoist priest frowned.
At this time, a strange laughter suddenly sounded outside the car.
"Hey hey hey hey..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
A huge force slapped the car window glass, causing Qiao Nian, who was yawning by the window, to fall to the ground.
"Is there something coming in from outside?" Qin Yin rushed to the window and looked out the window hard, "I can't see clearly."
After saying that, she fiddled with the window lock again, "It can't be opened. It's outside. I'm sorry, we can't let you in. You can figure it out yourself!"
"Boom!"
Everyone in the room trembled.
With a loud noise, the front door of the car opened.
"Wow," Qin Yin looked at the door and then the window, "You must have thought of your solution too quickly."
Not only that, a dark figure appeared at the door.
The black shadow looked human but not human, and was stretched into strange shapes by the light coming from an unknown source. The black shadow remained motionless, waiting quietly outside the door.
The Taoist priest and the fool stood in the front, leading everyone to change directions, and finally saw clearly the dark figure standing on the right side of the car door.
It's a young man.
Of course, we could only vaguely see the outline of a boy. The light outside the car was even dimmer, and we could only see a thin, short-haired man wearing a fat black raincoat, standing on the right side of the car door with his hands hanging down.
The Taoist priest turned around and patted Luo Jiutian's head encouragingly, then raised his legs to walk out of the car.
"Wait! Where are you going?!" Luo Jiutian shouted.
"I'm going to take a look outside..." The Taoist Master pulled back the collar of his clothes that had been deformed by Luo Jiutian, and smiled kindly, "Don't be afraid, they will stay here to protect you."
The radio suddenly rang.
This time it was a very cold female mechanical voice.
"You have found Xiao Fang's relic - a ping pong ball. Xiao Fang appears. He will tell you something, but Xiao Fang will only talk to the first person who finds the ping pong ball. The first person who touches the ball, please
Get off the car, follow Xiao Fang’s footsteps and learn about his story.”
Finished talking.
The eyes of a circle of people focused on Luo Jiutian.
Looking at his eyes, it felt like if he was given two choices at this moment, he would rather die than go to Xiao Fang.