Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

The music from the Grounding Mansion was still echoing around. Qianghua had a complicated look on her face. "Go on. I can wait."

If you disturb others from making money, you will be struck by lightning.

The man, oh no, the male ghost was speechless: "Uh... this..."

Without waiting for him to say anything else, Qianghua looked at the surrounding facilities, turned around and walked behind a black veil.

With a wave of her hand, a single sofa appeared on the spot. Qianghua sat down holding Xiaoba, her eyes swept around her based on the scenes restored from the underworld and she fell into deep thought.

She had thought of various things that King Xiaoyao looked like, but she had never imagined that he would be a host.

Most importantly, its live broadcast content is so... outrageous.

“Money.”

"Hmm?" Qianghua lowered her head.

Xiao Ba held up his phone and showed it to Qiang Hua, "I searched it, look at this."

In the video played on the mobile phone, an anchor named "Xiaoyao Wang" was dressed in a sinister manner and performed "crying at the grave" for the netizens in the live broadcast room.

And that anchor was none other than the male ghost just now.

Qianghua: "..."

Xiao Ba clicked on the anchor’s avatar and entered the live broadcast room with a striking entrance effect.

"Welcome to the live broadcast room. If you like anything, click on the corresponding gift to watch the host's performance~"

"Oh, what just happened is a live broadcast. How is it? Is it interesting?"

Probably knowing that Qianghua was just a short distance away, the ghost in the video was more restrained than before, but his way of asking for money directly as soon as he opened his mouth remained the same.

The little octopus skillfully gave several gifts worth three thousand yuan and skillfully typed: [I have a lot of money, so I don’t need you to perform. ]

"Thank you for the gift, sir! My dear friends in the live studio, let's cheer for you together!"

From behind the black veil, the ghosts cheered with joy. It was really no performance.

The rose flower watching everything: "..."

She must be really old.

Leaning into Qianghua's arms, the corners of Xiao Bamao's fluffy mouth curled up, obviously he was happy with the praise from the netizens in the live broadcast room. He waved his paw and more than a dozen large gifts were thrown down.

The person on the other side of the black veil didn't know what was going on, and just thought he had encountered the ghost of a wild boss, and was overjoyed. "Family members, please pay attention, and we'll have a lucky draw later!"

Qianghua reached out and touched her forehead.

People nowadays have very unique tastes.

……

South City.

At midnight.

After You Lezhi, Fu Xue, Miao Yin and two members of the Liu family had a cold stomach at the bus stop, they finally waited for the target they had been looking for so hard.

A shady bus.

The bus that was supposed to stop at the station seemed to have noticed something different about You Lezhi and his four companions. Not only did it not stop according to the route, but it also sped up the vehicle.

"Go!" Fu Xue threw a talisman towards the bus.

"Squeak--" the wheels stopped with sparks.

Miao Yin walked quickly forward, slapped the car door open, and strode into the car.

The bus driver sat in the driving seat, holding the steering wheel, looking at the five people who got on the bus one after another with a gloomy face.

You Lezhi: "Master, let's go to Dajiang Bridge."

The bus driver said in a hoarse voice, "No, it's not on our way!"

Fu Xue sat down behind the bus driver, stepped on the partition behind his seat, and said in a tone that did not allow for rejection or warning: "You go."

There were four young passengers, one woman and three men, sitting in the back seats. They were a little annoyed when they saw Fu Xue and the others getting in the car with an attitude of causing trouble for the driver.

The young girl said indignantly: "This route is not the route to Dajiang Bridge. You got on the wrong bus. Why are you making things difficult for the driver?"

Fu Xue glanced at the four people, ignored them, and said to the bus driver: "Send them to their destination first. Don't worry, we are not here to cause trouble to you, we just have some questions to ask you."

It took them a long time to learn from the ghosts in South City that there was such a ghost bus that shuttled around South City.

According to the ghosts, the bus driver always brings a lot of new things to every gathering with them, and he must know something about the recent incidents of ghosts hurting people.

The bus driver started the car with a grim look on his face.

The four passengers at the back also had unhappy expressions on their faces, thinking they had encountered the legendary "city bullies" and "gang of yellow-haired girls". They quietly took out their cell phones as if they wanted to take a picture of You Lezhi and the other four sitting around the driver.

Miao Yin noticed the movement and turned to look over, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Don't take pictures of everything."

Sometimes she really wanted everything to be made public so that they wouldn't always live under the strange gazes of ordinary people.

Rather than letting ordinary people wait for these people to be their saviors, it is better to let ordinary people have the ability to protect themselves.

There are five people on the opposite side and four on their side, and the two boys on the opposite side (members of the Liu family) look strong and healthy, which is not comparable to them, the office animals who stay in the office all day and have limp muscles.

After comparing themselves with each other, the four passengers wisely gave up the idea of ​​doing what was right.

The muscles on their faces were tense and their eyes turned away with forbearance to look out the car window. They still wanted to return home safely.

But the phones held tightly in their hands still reveal their inner resentment.

The bus was driving on a street with few people and cars. Time passed by minute by minute, and it took a long time for the bus to stop at the platform.

The four passengers in the back row felt a jolt in their hearts, and then they realized belatedly that they had missed their stop!

This……

The four passengers became alert, holding onto the backs of the front seats and putting their feet on the aisle, looking ready to fight back or escape at any time.

The bus driver glanced into the rearview mirror and said nothing.

A male passenger secretly took out his mobile phone and planned to take pictures of the situation in the car to use as evidence for calling the police later.

The cell phone shone over the back of the chair, shining at the people in the front row of the car.

The male passenger looked at the screen on his phone, then looked at the people in the front row, and his heart began to beat violently.

I rubbed my eyes, trying to convince myself that I was overthinking, and subconsciously zoomed in on the rearview mirror...

Gray skin, bloodless lips, black eyes without whites, looking into the rearview mirror and meeting his gaze...

"pat-"

The phone slipped out of his hand and fell onto the plastic seat, then slid to the ground, with the sharp corner touching the ground and rolling out.

Miao Yin, who had his eyes closed, opened them when he heard the noise. He glanced at the dropped phone and the pale face of the phone's owner, and said with a half-smile: "I told you, don't take pictures of everything you see."

One more thing to do.

"Woo--" the male passenger whimpered, and immediately covered his mouth. He looked scared and wanted to cry but couldn't show it, and his whole body was trembling.

The other three passengers looked at the male passenger with some confusion. It was just a video, why would he be so scared?

Out of curiosity, the three passengers hesitated and took out their cell phones...

Miao Yin did not stop them. Instead, he straightened his body and watched the expressions of the three of them in a moment with a look of watching a show.

"Woo——"

There were three more people whose faces had lost all color, who were covering their mouths and sobbing, and whose bodies were trembling.

Fu Xue and the other three looked at them with helpless expressions.

Looking out the window at the river illuminated by the neon lights under the bridge, Fu Xue kicked the back of the bus driver's chair:

"If you don't stop, I'll kill you."

……