Huanxiao sat on his seat, stuffing a roasted chestnut into his mouth from time to time while observing the outside.
Every time the bus leaves the station, it enters such a wilderness road.
In the blurry rain scene, the fields in the distance were overgrown with weeds. The fields had long been abandoned, as if no one had taken care of them for a long time.
The dirt road on the ground is uneven, and puddles can be seen everywhere. The rain hits the puddles and splashes out.
However, the 404 bus seemed to be driving on a smooth and smooth road without any vibration.
Huan Xiao lamented that this car was indeed a ghost car, and Newton’s coffin could not even be covered.
The bespectacled boy in the car didn't want to pay attention to Huan Xiao, but said to the hooded young man:
"How did that uncle die just now? Did you see clearly from the side?"
After being asked by him, the hooded young man also became serious.
He thought about it carefully, then seemed frightened, pulled the brim of his hat, and said:
"I only saw his flesh and blood disappearing little by little, and there were tooth marks on it... but I didn't see anything extra."
"When he pointed to this seat, did you see anything appear on the seat?"
The bespectacled boy pointed to the position next to Huan Xiao, and at the same time looked at Huan Xiao with a strange look.
Someone had just died here, but Huan Xiao still dared to sit here. It was really too long to live.
"No, I didn't see anything."
After the hooded young man finished speaking, he remembered that Huan Xiao was next to this seat, so he quickly asked:
"Sister, what did you see then?"
At this time, Huanxiao was still looking at the grass outside.
She found that she could occasionally see flashes of white clothing in the grass, but the car was driving too fast and she had no time to take a closer look.
"What?"
Huanxiao, who was thinking about whether the white material was a female ghost in a white dress, turned around in confusion.
She was so lost in thought just now that she didn't hear the hooded youth's question clearly.
When the hooded young man saw this, he thought Huan Xiao was ignoring him on purpose, so he frowned and said in a cold tone:
"nothing"
Seeing that the hooded young man had no intention of talking to her anymore, Huanxiao blinked and looked back out the window...
An enlarged white ghost face suddenly appeared in front of the window!
Blood flows from the eyes, red and white interlaced, presenting a great visual conflict.
Huan Xiao was caught off guard and frightened.
"Click"
Frightened, a chestnut she was holding rolled to the ground.
The boy with glasses noticed Huan Xiao's abnormality immediately. He followed Huan Xiao's line of sight and saw only ordinary rain and weeds.
"What’s wrong with you?"
What exactly did he see that could scare this bold newbie so much that he dropped all his favorite roasted chestnuts?
The boy with glasses felt a headache because of the weirdness of this game.
Not even halfway through the station, only three of the players were dead. Such a death rate was not normal at all. Maybe they were transported to a scene of a narrow escape.
If he doesn't think about his way out, they will all be annihilated.
It didn't matter if the other two died, but he was lucky enough to become an airbender and was not willing to die in the game.
The boy with glasses believes that becoming an airbender is the hope of the world, and he should not be buried, nor should he be strangled in the cradle.
As soon as Huan Xiao blinked, the grimace disappeared. When she looked over again, there was nothing but rain on the glass window.
There was no blood or grimace, as if everything I just saw was an illusion...
"Just now, a face suddenly appeared on the window."
Huan Xiao told them truthfully.
Her position was on the side near the window, ten centimeters away from the ghost face.
From such a close distance, Huan Xiao could see the blood-clotted eyelashes on the grimace and the chapped and bleeding lips.
What impressed Huan Xiao the most was the sunken wound about five centimeters wide on the ghost's forehead. The skull could be clearly seen in the deepest part of the flesh.
"Clang"
Suddenly, the bus bumped again.
The three people in the car looked at the front of the car almost at the same time...
In the dark environment, there are countless tall weeds in front of the deep dirt road, and endless darkness beyond.
Huan Xiao didn't see anything appear, and there was no movement on the boy with glasses' face.
There was only the hooded young man. He looked ahead with wide eyes and murmured:
"Ghost...it, it smiled at me..."
Obviously, the target of the female ghost in the white dress this time is the hooded young man.
"What do you see!"
The boy with glasses was wrapped in invisible fear, and his mood became even more violent.
Before the hooded youth could recover from his fear, he was grabbed by the shoulders by the boy with glasses.
Facing humans like himself, the hooded young man struggled to calm down his emotions.
He cheered himself up in his heart, it's just a ghost. He has seen so many ghosts. What's so scary? He's not afraid, he's not afraid...
Now is not the time to be afraid, he must find a solution quickly, otherwise, he will end up like the bald uncle, being eaten to pieces by invisible ghosts.
"It was a female ghost in a white dress. She was lying on the glass and smiling at me. She disappeared soon."
The hooded young man replied with chattering teeth.
Although he had faced ghosts in previous games, everyone had faced them together, not like now, where he was the only one who saw them.
Doesn't this mean that he will become the first cannon fodder to die among the three?
Suddenly, the hooded young man remembered that Huan Xiao had also seen a ghost just now. He seemed to have found a chance to live, and hurriedly asked Huan Xiao, saying:
"Sister, didn't you also see a ghost? Before the car shook."
"Could it be that what you saw was also a female ghost in a white dress?"
After being reminded, the boy with glasses also asked Huan Xiao a question.
In response to their eager looks, Huan Xiao calmly threw a roasted chestnut into his mouth and nodded.
Seeing Huan Xiao nodding, the hooded young man did not bother to wonder why Huan Xiao was so calm, and asked quickly:
"Is it the ghost in the white dress? The one I saw is the one in the white dress. It's the same as the one the uncle saw before. Are you the same?"
Realizing that the hooded young man was eager to get the answer, the bespectacled boy's expression returned to calmness and he pushed up his glasses habitually.
The lives of the other two were in danger. He just needed to find a way out from them. He didn't care whether these two people would die.
The boy with glasses realized that even luck was on his side. The female ghost in the white dress actually put him in the last position to attack. Wasn't this giving him a chance to find clues?
He is truly a lucky man blessed by God!
"I didn't see whether it was wearing a white dress, but there was a big wound on the ghost's head."
Suddenly, Huan Xiao saw the white skirt again in the grass beside the road.
The female ghost has been following the 404 bus, as if looking for an opportunity to get on the bus.
