I was watched by ghosts as soon as the live broadcast

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Ruan Yang's back, and only then did he realize something was wrong.All the passengers on the bus were exactly the same as last night's passengers, and they didn't even change their clothes.The two people who came up halfway were the same as yesterday.The whole bus seemed to repeat the process of last night again.

Ruan Yang perfunctorily said a few words to Pei Sheng and hung up the phone.Seeing that Ying Shuhuai beside him didn't show any surprise on his face, Ruan Yang asked, "You've noticed it a long time ago?"

Ying Shuhuai nodded slightly, and glanced at Guan Hanshi who was still sitting still.As soon as he got on the bus, he felt lifeless. In order to retrieve his lost soul smoothly, Ying Shuhuai did not make a sound.In the dead air, only Guan Hanshi still has a trace of vitality in his body, which can make his soul move independently.

For a while, the four of them were silent, only the humming of the bus engine was heard.

"Dongcheng Funeral Home is here. Passengers coming to Dongcheng Funeral Home, please get off at the back. Please drive carefully, and please walk slowly when getting off." The voice of the electronic news station sounded on the bus.

Ruan Yang was taken aback.When they were in Songbai Garden in Dongcheng City last night, Guan Hanshi urged them to get off the car.What happened today... When Ruan Yang subconsciously looked at Guan Han who was still holding down his peaked cap, he recalled that when he first arrived at Songbai Garden in Dongcheng, the soul search was not over yet.

At this time, Ruan Yang heard Guan Han and sighed: "You shouldn't get on this train, it's passing by now." Same as last night, Ruan Yang felt a bad premonition, and was about to grab the bus beside him. Ying Shuhuai.

"Snapped!"

Whether it is the indicator light inside the bus or the street light outside the bus, it goes out in an instant.Ruan Yang fell into darkness and silence.The bus seemed to have stopped, there was no hum of the engine, but no sound of passengers getting off the bus.Ruan Yang felt strange about the governor, and reached for the book next to him, but the palm of his hand fell to nothing.

Ruan Yang's heart was shocked, and he touched the front seat unwillingly, but failed again.Why did the old Shen and the man in the bandage who had been sitting in the front row disappear together with the lights?

Ruan Yang breathed lightly, pricked up his ears, trying to catch a trace of sound, but there was nothing but deathly silence.Ruan Yang took out his phone, turned on the screen, and took a photo forward.

"what!"

It turned out that the ghost passengers sitting in front surrounded Ruan Yang at some point.The uncle and aunt's face was wrinkled layer by layer, with dark purple corpse spots.Under the light of the mobile phone screen, blue and gray faces were piled up in front of Ruan Yang, and pairs of lifeless eyes stared straight at him.

Ruan Yang was startled that the phone slipped down between his hands, and he hurried to catch the phone before it fell to the ground, and when it was illuminated to the front again, those ghost passengers disappeared like light smoke blown by the wind.

A slightly warm hand grabbed Ruan Yang.Ruan Yang took a photo with his mobile phone and saw the person holding him clearly, Jing Fei's mind eased a bit: "Where did the others go during Guan Han?"

Guan Hanshi slightly pushed the brim of the peaked cap with his fingers, and dragged Ruan Yang out: "I'm going to lose my life, why do you still care about others?"

Compared with other gloomy ghost passengers, although the cold air is lingering all over the body during Guan Han, the soul body is still warm.Instead of staying in the bus to meet the ghost faces that pop out from time to time, Ruan Yang prefers to follow Guan Hanshi who reminded him to get off the bus last night.At least he can now be sure that Guan Hanshi needs to investigate this supernatural event by himself, otherwise he won't come to deliver his work card in the middle of the night.

Ruan Yang held up his mobile phone to illuminate, and as Guan Hanshi got off the bus, his eyes fell on the back of Guan Hanshi's neck, a dark red spiral pattern was very eye-catching under the light.Ruan Yang's pupils shrank and his footsteps froze.Guan Hanshi turned his head, his eyes were like cold stars, and his eyes were full of inquiry.

Ruan Yang managed to squeeze out a smile, and kept up with the pace again: "It's okay, where are you going now?"

Guan Hanshi probably thought that Ruan Yang had been frightened by the ghost passengers, and he hadn't regained his composure, didn't study it carefully, and calmly looked at the unknown darkness in front of the front of the bus: "The Dongcheng funeral home is ahead, let's see if you can stay until dawn. "

Ruan Yang followed Guan Hanshi's eyes to see the fog drifting in the distance, and there were faint lights.Ruan Yang distanced himself from Guan Hanshi without any trace, and asked, "Where did the others go?"

Guan Han looked at him sideways: "Aren't you a celestial master?"

Ruan Yang wanted to shake his head, but also thought about the situation at this time. The other party hadn't figured out the details yet, so how could he dare to tell the whole story, so he said vaguely: "I have learned a little bit."

Guan Han frowned slightly, staring at Ruan Yang, his gaze slipped from Ruan Yang's forehead to his chest, his eyes were burning, as if he wanted to burn a hole in Ruan Yang's chest.Ruan Yang felt uncomfortable with Guan Hanshi's penetrating gaze. He raised his hand and wanted to pinch the jade bell hanging around his neck, but he was worried that he would expose his magic weapon and attract Guan Hanshi's prying eyes, so he changed his way halfway. He smoothed his hair and kept a spiritual hairstyle.

Guan Hanshi turned around and walked forward: "We have to get to the funeral home quickly."

Ruan Yang hesitated for a second, and immediately followed: "Is this a ghost mask? Are the other people separated into different ghost eyes?"

Guan Hanshi: "It's not bad, you also know about ghost blindfolding." Ruan Yang didn't feel proud of this, Bai Xisha made himself suffer a lot when ghost blindfolded, and now ghost blindfolding is the weakest The place has not been found yet, how can it be broken?

Guan Hanshi changed the subject: "But this is not a low-level ghost-covering illusion, everything you see is real. Your friends are also nearby, but you can't see them, they can't see you .That is to say, he did not create illusions, but created an invisible curtain between you and your friends, cutting off the connection between you."

Ruan Yang glanced at the signal on the phone, but there was nothing there, and then looked around, but there was no movement.

Guan Han caught a glimpse of Ruan Yang's movements and broke his illusion: "Don't waste your efforts. This ghost has strong ghost power. How can the ghost blindfold he created be seen through by the naked eye?"

"Can I just catch him without a fight and stand still and wait to die?"

Guan Hanshi could hear a hint of impatience in Ruan Yang's words, and said, "Go to the funeral parlor, wait until dawn, and the ghost blindfold will automatically break in the sunlight, but the premise is that you have to live well."

Ruan Yang looked at the steady back in front of him, unlike other ghosts who walked on tiptoes or floated. If it weren't for the experience of the ghost pressing the bed that night, Ruan Yang definitely thought that Guan Hanshi was a normal person.After thinking over and over again, Ruan Yang asked, "You gave me your work permit because you want me to investigate the cause of your accident?"

Guan Hanshi corrected him: "It wasn't me, it was the cause of death for the whole bus passengers."

Ruan Yang said calmly: "I went to the bus group to inquire. There was an accident a year ago. Except for you who were still lying in the ICU, no one survived. Not long after that incident, the 14th bus stopped at 11pm. The last train at the time, until the recent six-in-a-row collision. Since you asked me for help, you have to tell me what happened that night?"

Guan Hanshi was silent for a moment, and said: "That night, a person appeared in the middle of the road. I slammed the steering wheel to avoid it, but the car overturned, gasoline leaked out, and the rear compartment caught fire. I was the only one who climbed out of the cab. , and was finally hit to the ground by the impact of the explosion in the carriage.”

It sounded like nothing wrong, Ruan Yang suddenly remembered what the bandage man reporter said in the interview, and then stared at the back of Guan Hanshi's head: "The bandage man, that's the one I rescued today by soul searching, he said that you were in the car when the six consecutive collisions happened , I also saw a person suddenly rushing to the middle of the road. Why were you in the car at that time?"

"At that time, I had just separated from my body, and I wanted to sit on the 14th road again to recall the details of the accident that night, but I didn't expect..."

Ruan Yang followed closely: "Have you seen the people in the middle of the road clearly?"

Guan Hanshi shook his head: "At that time, I was stuck in the memories, so I didn't see it clearly, but I felt that I was not tall, and I was wearing a white skirt."

"Is it the same person you saw while driving that night?"

"After the brain hit, that period of memory was damaged, and I couldn't remember what the person I saw while driving looked like."

"Wearing a white dress, female?" Ruan Yang looked at the still dim street lights on both sides, "This section of Longxing Road is either a cemetery or a funeral parlor. How could a woman appear alone in the middle of the road in the middle of the night? You can be sure what you saw Is it human?"

Guan Hanshi did not refute Ruan Yang's opinion, and asked Ruan Yang to confirm this inference.The two walked slowly in the fog for a while, and a building in front of them gradually revealed its outline.In the spacious courtyard, an automatic door lay in front of Ruan Yang.What time are the lights in the funeral parlor? Does anyone work the night shift?

When Ruan Yang turned his head to look at Guan Han, he found that his soul body was gradually becoming transparent, and he said in surprise, "You..."

Guan Hanshi's voice was like a gossamer: "The yin energy here is too heavy, the shelled soul is a living soul, and cannot stay for too long. Remember, after you go in, don't trust anyone, especially the search..."

"What are you searching for? Where do you want to search!" A gust of cold wind passed by Ruan Yang's side, Ruan Yang was dying of anxiety, and he could only watch Guan Hanshi disappear with the cold wind, probably where he went to recuperate.

The funeral parlor that the shelled soul can't get close to is right in front of you, should Ruan Yang go in or not?Looking back at the bus that had been submerged in the darkness for a long time, I gritted my teeth and decided that I could only go through the dragon's pond and tiger's den in front of me. At least it was better than standing alone in the dark night and enduring the increasingly cold chill.

Ruan Yang looked at his phone. It was 12 o'clock, which was the most cloudy time of the night.

He quickly climbed over the automatic door, looked around vigilantly, and quickly walked into the funeral home.When he reached the gate, it opened automatically.Ruan Yang broke out in a cold sweat, looked carefully, and laughed at himself: "Little Nuanyang, Xiao Nuanyang, even an automatic door can scare you out of your wits."

Just when Ruan Yang was about to ask "Is anyone there?" in the funeral home, he heard the sound of "da da da" echoing in the depths of the corridor, from far to near.

"Remember, don't trust anyone after you go in."

Guan Hanshi's words flashed in his mind.Now that the cause of the bus accident has not been found out, Guan Hanshi will not let himself die.Ruan Yang stepped behind the green plants and stared at the entrance of the corridor.

"Da da da."

When Ruan Yang thought it was a woman wearing high heels, an old wooden stick first emerged from the shadow of the corridor, followed by a skinny old man, holding an old-fashioned oil lamp, illuminating the skinny old man's face.

Ruan Yang looked through the gaps in the green plants, and couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly.On the old man's withered face, his eyes were gray and white without black pupils, just like the baby ghost Ruan Yang saw at the Mercy Hospital.

ghost?

Ruan Yang tensed up all over, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the light of the oil lamp casting a huge shadow on the wall on the hunched body of the skinny old man, which eased his nerves: Fortunately, there is a shadow, it is a person.

"Da da da."

Ruan Yang's attention was attracted by the old wooden stick of the old man, only then did he realize that the old man seemed to be blind and could only use the stick to find the way.He knew in his heart that the skinny old man must have nebula. Without treatment, the conjunctival tissue on the eyeballs became pathologically proliferated, which affected his eyesight.

Now that he was sure it was a person, Ruan Yang relaxed a lot, moved to the glass automatic door without a sound, and called first, "Is anyone there?"

The skinny old man stopped his hands while leaning on the stick, turned his face towards Ruan Yang, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who?"

"Grandpa, hello! My car broke down and it was broken outside. I don't know what happened, but the mobile phone has no signal, can I borrow a phone?" Ruan Yang's voice was bright and clean, with a pure taste, which made people feel good. .

The skinny old man asked, "Are you alone?"

"Yeah. I walked for a long time before I saw a light here, so I hurried over to borrow the phone, otherwise I don't know how long I would have walked in the dark."

"Come with me."

"Thank you uncle!"

Ruan Yang walked quickly to the side of the skinny old man, followed the sound of his walking stick, and reached out to lift the oil lamp: "Master, let me carry the lamp for you."

The skinny old man gently moved his hand away, and said in a voice that could not hear any emotion, "No need."

Ruan Yang took a steady look at the skinny old man, and then smiled: "Master, what's your name? Where is this place? Why is there no one there?"

The skinny old man's voice was uneventful: "Didn't you see the big characters in front of the door before you came in? Dongcheng Funeral Home. Besides pretending to be dead, who else is there in the funeral home?"

Ruan Yang pretended to stop, and was startled, his voice was trembling: "Master, don't scare me. I've been afraid of hearing these ghost stories since I was a child. You are a living person."

The skinny old man's throat was like a leaky bellows, and he let out a piercing low laugh, echoing in the empty corridor, which made the hairs on Ruan Yang's arms stand on end, especially terrifying.

"What's so scary about dead people? There are far more scary things than dead people."

"what?"

The skinny old man didn't answer, and laughed a few times in a low voice with no clear meaning.

Ruan Yang took a step behind the skinny old man, his eyes firmly locked on his steps.The skinny old man should be the night watchman of the funeral home. Xu has worked in the funeral home for a long time. He walks unhurriedly and knows when to turn and when to go up the steps. He is obviously very familiar with the terrain of the funeral home.

Are his eyes really blind, or pretending to be invisible?

Ruan Yang's eyes fell on the old-fashioned oil lamp he was carrying.If it is really invisible, there is no difference to the skinny old man whether there is light or not, so why does he still carry an oil lamp?And what era is it now, isn't it more convenient to use a flashlight?

"Master, is the phone right in front?"

Ruan Yang pretended to be impatient, walked a few steps quickly, and stretched out a foot slightly in front of the skinny old man.If the skinny old man could see...

"boom!"

Ruan Yang felt really guilty now, and quickly helped the skinny old man up: "I'm sorry, sir, are you hurt? I walked too fast and hit you. How are you?"

The skinny old man was lifted up by Ruan Yang, the creases on his face were a little tight, and his hoarse voice became a little sharp: "How did you walk? Didn't you realize that I'm blind! Are you teasing me on purpose? Get out, go wherever you like! Little There is no place for a Buddha like you!"

Hearing this, Ruan Yang was about to kneel down to the skinny old man. It was indeed his own fault, so he lowered his posture and apologized: "Master, I really didn't know you couldn't see, I see you are holding an oil lamp to illuminate Lu, I thought you could see it. Sorry, I was not careful."

The skinny old man snorted heavily: "I carry the oil lamp to light the way, but not for me, but for the ghosts."

Ruan Yang's hand that supported the skinny old man's arm trembled, and his voice fluttered: "Master, don't scare me, it's my fault for knocking you down. How can anyone tell the way for ghosts?"

"Why not?" The skinny old man's gray eyes without pupils were very similar to the dead eyes of ghosts under the light of the oil lamp, and he met Ruan Yang at close range, "There are so many dead people in the funeral parlor, there will always be a few unfulfilled wishes A ghost who refuses to reincarnate in the human world. Open fire can generate heat, and ordinary ghosts dare not come to it."

While listening to the hoarse voice of the skinny old man echoing in the corridor, Ruan Yang looked around at the darkness outside the circle of the oil lamp, his whole body was covered with goose bumps, as if he could hear the draft whistling in the corridor, like a ghost crying like a ghost.

Turning around, I came to a small room at the end of the corridor.The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Ruan Yang quickly pressed the switch on the wall.After walking in the dark for so long, I finally saw the long-lost light.

Ruan Yang helped the skinny old man to sit down, looked around the small room, there were a lot of things piled up, it could be seen that it was a place for daily living.Ruan Yang asked: "Master, do you live here alone? Where are your children?"

The skinny old man sat on the edge of the bed, his back still hunched, and the wrinkles on his face were pulled down: "My son and daughter-in-law passed away very early, and only one granddaughter left, who also passed away last year. What's the point of being a lonely old man?"

The atmosphere in the room was silent for a moment, and Ruan Yang changed the topic: "Master, where is your phone number? I'll call the towing company and ask them to come and take the car away."

The skinny old man got up with a cane, groped to the table, and opened the pile of clothes on the table, revealing a red landline.Ruan Yang was a little happy, the phone has been in a state of no signal, and this landline is his only hope for contacting the outside world.

"Thank you uncle!"

Ruan Yang picked up the phone and was the first to dial Ying Shuhuai's number, but nothing happened.The second one dialed Lao Shen's number, but there was still no response.When the third person was about to dial Pei Sheng's number, Ruan Yang caught a glimpse of the shadow gradually approaching behind him out of the corner of his eye, with his arms raised high.

A close call!

Ruan Yang rolled back holding the phone on his head.

"Oh!"

A long and slender knife cut directly at the seat where Ruan Yang was sitting just now.

Ruan Yang exclaimed, "You can actually see it!"

The skinny old man who was hunched over before now straightened his spine and laughed ferociously: "The prey that was finally delivered to the door still wants to leave? There is no door!"

Ruan Yang looked at the phone in his hand and dragged it along the phone line, but the other end was not connected to the communication interface at all.

The old man stepped on the desk, his withered hands full of strength, easily pulled out the long knife that had been cut into the desk, turned around and slashed at Ruan Yang who kicked over the cardboard box in a hurry.The ear-piercing sound, like iron nails scratching on a metal plate, was full of uncontrollable excitement and cruelty: "Want to run?"

Ruan Yang's clothes were caught by a long knife and nailed to the ground.Ruan Yang's blood flowed backwards and he dragged hard.

"Stab!"

The hem of the jacket was directly torn off.Ruan Yang slammed open the cardboard box and rolled to the side.Ruan Yang pinched the jade bell and paused again.It's over, the jade bell is for descending ghosts, the old man who suddenly raised his eyes is not a ghost, what can we do?

Ruan Yang turned over to the door, dragged his hand, and the door was locked!

Staring at the slowly approaching long knife, Ruan Yang's heart was pounding.Suddenly he noticed something was wrong.The old man seemed to slash at Ruan Yang only when he made a move.So... Ruan Yang looked into the old man's eyes again, quietly picked up a bottle beside him and threw it at the wall not far from him.

The skinny old man immediately turned the tip of the knife and stabbed at the wall.

The old man really can't see, he can only listen to the sound and argue.Ruan Yang's heart relaxed, he dragged down the cabinet next to him and placed it in front of him, turned around and kicked towards the door.

The old man knew that he had been deceived, and instantly realized Ruan Yang's intentions, he slashed frantically at the cabinet in front of him, splashing pieces of wood flying everywhere.Ruan Yang raced against time, kicked through the door with his second kick, knocked off the lock with his third kick, and rushed out.In the dark corridor, he didn't care about any escape routes, so he just chose a path and went through.

The skinny old man quickly came out of the room. Hearing the sound of Ruan Yang's running in a panic in the dark corridor, he laughed miserably. A string of sparks.

Ruan Yang was completely unfamiliar with the terrain of the funeral home. If he escaped like this in the dark, he would sooner or later be intercepted and killed by the skinny old man.Ruan Yang's heart exploded: Shit, he was not killed by a ghost, but died at the hands of a perverted murderer, he/mother is really wronged!

Ruan Yang picked up the potted plants on the side and threw them at the window glass on the side of the corridor. The night wind blew in, making a hunting sound.Ruan Yang immediately bent down and took off his shoes, and ran lightly on the cold ground in the opposite direction with his bare feet.After running for a long time, his toes hit the wall and he ran to a dead end.Ruan Yang was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, the blind man with a broken window couldn't fool the skinny old man for long.

Once the skinny old man realizes that he has been duped, he will immediately come to the other end of the corridor, which is like catching a turtle in a urn.

In a panic, he touched a doorknob on the wall, Ruan Yang pulled it open forcefully, and there was a soft sound in the silent corridor, and the sound of a long knife rubbing against the ground came from the other side of the corridor.

Time was running out, and Ruan Yang was not allowed to think too much, so he just flashed through the door.The cold air rushed towards his face, Ruan Yang silently covered the door, not daring to close it tightly, for fear of disturbing the perverted murderer again by making a noise.

After groping for a cold metal cabinet in the dark, Ruan Yang groped along the metal cabinet to the side, it was still a metal cabinet.Ruan Yang's head was big, and he couldn't stop howling in his heart: I just came out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, I won't come to the corpse room!

Generally, the corpses brought to the funeral home are cremated on the same day, unless some corpses take time to groom, or the corpses are temporarily unclaimed.When Ruan Yang thought that he might be surrounded by dozens of corpses, he just wanted to collapse.

Respectfully bowing his hands to all sides, Ruan Yang spoke sincerely, and whispered: "I'm sorry to disturb you all, I'll take advantage of your treasure to hide for a while. Once the danger is over, I'll leave immediately. Thank you!"

Ruan Yang stood in front of the metal cabinet, opened one of the grids, faced the empty grid, swallowed, and really didn't have the courage to bend over and lie down.At the same time, it doesn't feel like hiding in a closet is a good option.If the skinny old man came in and opened the grid one by one, no matter if there was one or not, he would first cut a piece in the grid, wouldn't it be the only one who would be slaughtered?

Ruan Yang thought for a moment, and estimated the distance between the lower wall and the metal cabinet with his palm.The body was pressed against the wall, stuffed into the gap between the metal cabinet and the wall.The humming sound of the refrigerator in the metal cabinet just covered Ruan Yang's breathing.

He heard the sound of long knives rubbing against the door.The skinny old man was very shrewd, and he was not misled as expected.

The harsh low laugh sounded like a broken bellows again, and the door was pushed open.

Ruan Yang clung to the wall with his fingers and held his breath.

Suddenly, a cold hand covered Ruan Yang's mouth and nose!

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