The sun is scorching, and the sun is brewing all things like an "oven".
In the bustling summer, the sunshine at noon shows its unlimited domineering power.
"Ah! What, fat man, you are so frustrated and crazy. How can I have the money to bring back some ice cream, bread, and instant noodles?"
I saw a boy of about eighteen in shorts, shorts and sandals. He suddenly put one foot upright on a stool without any trace of image and coaxed loudly.
As the voice fell, the attention of the people around him who were also waiting for the bus came.
But the boy didn't feel anything at all. "Oh shit, brother, can you please lower your voice?" someone asked anxiously on the phone.
"Hush, you don't want anything until I come out. As soon as I come out, I will become a "porter"!"
"No, isn't this convenient? I'm sorry to bother you."
After saying that, I heard a "beep" sound and hung up in a hurry.
"Hey, hey..." The young man seemed to want to say something more, but when he saw the other party hung up the phone, he couldn't help but cursed angrily: "Fat man, this is your uncle!"
Just when Zhang San was sulking, an old voice came from the side.
"Young man, can you put your feet down? I want to sit down for a while."
Zhang San frowned and looked around. Suddenly, countless white eyes appeared around him, making everyone angry!
"Ha, sir, please sit down!"
Zhang San quickly put his feet down, wiping the place he stepped on with his hands and smiling sheepishly.
"Then I'm not welcome. Alas! I'm old and useless. I won't be able to survive after walking for a while. It's better to be young!" The old man seemed to be a nagging person. After sitting down, he started talking to himself.
stand up.
Zhang San, who was standing on one side, could not help but curl his lips. Having grown up in an orphanage, he knew that this old man's "common problem" had occurred again, and his figure began to slowly move backwards and disappeared into the crowd.
"Young man!" After saying this, the old man raised his head and was about to say something, but found that Zhang San was no longer around, and he couldn't help but sigh.
In hot weather, waiting is always the most annoying thing. Zhang San wiped the sweat from his head and looked around absentmindedly, "Fortunately, I moved quickly. If I had listened to the old man say a few words, I'm afraid...
I’m going to explode with irritation.”
"I'm coming……"
A bus was driving slowly not far away, accompanied by waves of heat.
Zhang San followed the crowd mechanically and got on the bus. He took a deep breath of the air-conditioning on the bus and groaned a little.
"It's so comfortable!" Zhang San raised his eyebrows and looked around.
There were not many people, and they were all standing around sparsely. The old man also sat down safely under the kindhearted person's offer. Zhang San couldn't help but thought with satisfaction, "I finally encountered something that went well with me today!"
The scene outside the car was constantly changing, and the difference in temperature between the inside and outside made Zhang San start to feel a little lazy.
As time passed, the stop-and-go bus came to an intersection. Zhang San, who had half-squinted his eyes, opened them involuntarily, and his eyelids twitched for no reason.
"Be careful, driver, here..." an aunt said, but was interrupted before she could finish her words.
"Bah... there are no taboos!" The driver didn't give the aunt a chance to finish.
The air-conditioning swept around him, and Zhang San, who felt a little bitter in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shrank his body reflexively, and touched the amulet on his chest that felt a little hot.
"Here we go again," the air conditioner that was originally turned on seemed to turn into a bone-scraping knife, cutting around, causing a burst of heat to boil out of Zhang San's seemingly thin body.
"How come it's so strong!" Zhang San looked at the crowd around him and there was no abnormality. He quickly touched the amulet to his eyes and looked around.
"In a moment...," Zhang San turned around quickly, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth, a black air that was invisible to the naked eye returned to his mind with a picture.
Zhang San's blood boiled again, and he trembled all over, letting the black energy collide with his own blood in his body, and finally forced the black energy back out.
Recalling the scene just now, Zhang San trembled all over. How could such a thing happen at noon?
Zhang San took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down slowly, but his thoughts were spinning rapidly.
"Could it be..."
Zhang San faced the cold gaze behind him that seemed to pierce his heart, and asked an uncle next to him with some difficulty: "Uncle, please look at the time, what time is it now."
"Two minutes to half past one!" came a mechanical reply.
Zhang San frowned even more. It was only a quarter after getting on the bus, and it only took half an hour to run across the city. How could it be more than an hour?
Looking at the stunned crowd around him, he saw that there was a black energy surrounding everyone's head, but they were completely obsessed with their minds and had entered a state of semi-death. If he allowed this to continue, he might be the only one.
Can survive.
Zhang San looked at his surroundings, and they were all shrouded silently by a burst of fog, making it difficult for him to see through.
"We have entered the semi-underworld path!"
"Driver, stop the car, I want to get off!" Zhang San bit her lip and shouted.
"There is no time. Alas, it is a blessing rather than a curse. It is a curse that cannot be avoided!"
With a harsh brake sound, Zhang San got out of the car, looked up at the sky, where there was an invisible light in the haze, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yang Pass has not been closed completely, there is still a chance, otherwise I will have to escape by myself." Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief.
There are still two months before he turns eighteen, but it's good now. He can leave this damn world early. But that damn fat man's free porter is gone. I wonder if he will miss me because of this.
The car didn't start, and everyone in the car was in a daze with expressionless faces. Zhang San turned around step by step and walked behind him.
As he walked step by step, three rays of fire emerged from his body and shot straight into the sky, like wolf smoke. The sun in the sky seemed to be guided, and its light gradually became brighter.
Zhang San smiled lightly, as if he was a different person, and there was no fear in his heart, because the burning spirit could ward off all demons.
I saw Zhang San standing behind the car, like a wall of fire separating the two sides. The yang energy diffused out as if dividing the yin and yang, causing the fog behind him to gradually dissipate, and a glimmer of light slowly awakened in the eyes of everyone in the car.
.
"Roar! Boy." It seemed to be the roar of countless voices fused together. The sound waves formed by the voices of men, women, old and young surged in like waves, causing Zhang San's clothes to fly.
"Huh!" Zhang San didn't answer, but just roared angrily, stepped forward, and a pillar of fire penetrated the sky and the earth. The yang energy was like a raging fire, blocking and burning all the gloomy and black energy.
"The King of Hell wants people to die at the third watch, so why not leave them until the fifth watch! That man in the car is destined to be our substitute, why do you bother to stop him."
Zhang San looked at both sides and saw that the two parties had slowly dispersed. He couldn't help but smile miserably, "How can I stop you? Aren't you going to eliminate your grievances and reincarnate? I baptized you with my own blood. I don't know how much better than they are.
What else do you ask for?"
Seeing that the other party fell silent, Zhang San ignored it. As time passed slowly, a glimmer of light fell, finally bringing a trace of the warmth of the sun.
Suddenly, the warmth was like a sharp sword cutting through the void space, shining with light, making Zhang San couldn't help but close his eyes...
"Boy, are you leaving or not?" I heard the conductor yell.
Zhang San quickly opened his eyes, but his body shook, and an extremely weak feeling came from inside, as if his body had been hollowed out.
"Fortunately, I have already gotten used to it." Zhang San smiled a little, and the place at this time returned to the moment when he got in the car.
"Oh, here we come!" Zhang San stepped towards the car, and with the conductor's eyes rolling, the car started to move "noisily".
"Thank you...", there was a vague voice. After getting on the car, Zhang San couldn't help but glance out of the corner of his eye, only to see that the color of the Hades Car, which was originally lifted by sixteen bloody paper figures, slowly turned into nothingness.
Finally disappeared under the scorching sun, except for the countless arms waving horribly outside the car window, as if saying goodbye to him...
The sun shone into the car, reflecting Zhang San's somewhat pale face in the car, making him smile lightly.