when i got pregnant with the last god cub

"No, no! I don't want to get out of the car, I don't want to get out of the car!"

A terrified voice resounded fiercely, it was a middle-aged woman wearing a white floral shirt, her temples were half gray.

Her plain dress and honest face made her look like a poor and innocent ordinary person.

But the middle-aged woman was closely followed by a female ghost who had a broken neck and was covered in blood.

His eyes blocked her with resentment, preventing her from getting out of the car.

"Hurry up and get out of the car! Do you fucking want to kill all the people in the car!"

At this moment, an impatient male voice sounded, it was a man with an obvious scar on his face, cursing viciously.

As he started, everyone's curses sounded one after another in the carriage.

The middle-aged woman held the pole tightly with both hands, crying with a broken expression:

"I can't get down! I can't get out of the car! I will die, she won't let me go, she will kill me!"

The middle-aged woman was sitting on the seat with tears all over her face, and her appearance was even more embarrassing.

She hastily apologized to the female ghost in front of her who repeatedly wanted to get closer and stretched out her claws:

"Chunxiu Chunxiu, mom, I'm sorry, mom is wrong, please let mom go, I really didn't mean it, I really didn't expect you to fall, I really just pushed it lightly..."

"Go around me. Kangkang is still so young. He lost his mother when he was only three years old. If grandma is gone, who will take him? Chunxiu, please do me a favor, please!"

After Song Cheng heard the middle-aged woman's words, he was stunned.

It turned out that the female ghost who fell so badly was the daughter-in-law of this middle-aged woman. The two may have had a quarrel, and the mother-in-law accidentally pushed the daughter-in-law down.

Maybe it was the long-suppressed relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law that made them do it deliberately, or maybe it was really because of anger and carelessness, one died and the other escaped by chance.

But no matter what the outcome of the matter is, it is not the final result.

They still got on this bus bound for nothingness in tandem, continuing the causal cycle that was not discussed in the previous life.

"Hey, hurry up and get down." A lazy voice sounded, and the young man who was ironing the wool roll squinted at her.

Standing at his feet was a well-behaved and lifelike doll with calf height, blue eyeballs rolling back and forth, and a delicate face with a weird smile.

"If you don't leave in the car, you will die." The young man smiled and kindly reminded:

"Auntie, get out of the car and take a gamble, maybe there is still life."

The middle-aged woman was stunned on the spot, half-believing.

At this time, the inch-cut man sitting in front of her said coldly, "Do you think the seat under the buttocks is safe? After the time to get off the car, it will turn into a ghost and drag you down to the underworld. You won't Chance to regret it."

As soon as the man's words fell, the car door issued a hasty "Didi" warning sound.

Before the middle-aged woman could react, the blue seat under her instantly melted, revealing a large black hole.

A thick, long, barbed tongue stuck out and pierced through her body fiercely, spilling blood dripping all over the floor.

However, the scream of the middle-aged woman was still in her throat, and the person was dragged into the darkness by it, and disappeared in place.

This scene happened so quickly and so unexpectedly that Song Cheng didn't prepare for it, and the middle-aged woman died tragically on the seat.

And her daughter-in-law, who had already turned into a ghost, grinned sinisterly, her broken neck drooping on her shoulders, and she got out of the car at the last second contentedly.

So Song Cheng saw that not long after the female ghost got out of the car, her appearance changed in the wind, revealing her original appearance before she was alive.

It was a gentle and shy woman, she was wearing a blood-stained yellow dress and walked forward blankly.

With every step she took, the color on her body became dimmer, until she turned into a white and slender shadow.

Immediately afterwards, a fist-sized spring appeared in the void, and the white shadow instantly got involved in it and disappeared.

The whole process looks long, but in fact it is only a few breaths and blinks of an eye.

The back door of the bus slammed shut, and the vehicle continued to move forward.

Except for the curly-haired young man who muttered "wasting time and saliva" in a low voice, and the cropped man who sneered and scolded "idiot", everyone else in the carriage looked at each other with pale faces.

Song Cheng was stunned for a long time before he remembered and asked:

"We... aren't our soul consciousness in the car?"

Why do middle-aged women gush out blood when they die?

At this moment, there was still a big puddle of blood on that person's blue seat, which hadn't solidified yet.

Hu Rong replied with a dry voice: "...Maybe, our bodies have already caught up?"

When the bus goes from darkness to light, they are already in real space.

The gavel made by the heaven and earth spirit treasure was sacrificed in vain like this, 300 million ah, he didn't even hear the loudest noise!

Hu Rong's face twisted instantly.

Song Cheng looked at his face, his face was gloomy and livid for a while, and he was at a loss.

"Hu Rong?"

"Ah?" Hu Rong woke up all of a sudden, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It's all right, I just... have a little heartache."

Woohoo, his 300 million is a lot of money!

Song Cheng: "?" The flesh is fine, why does it hurt?

He blinked blankly, Hu Rong's mouth was open and twisted like a little girl, unable to speak.

If he said so, would Comrade Song Xiao think he was showing off his wealth?

Hu Rong struggled for a while and just wanted to tell the truth, when suddenly the radio announced the station again.

"The third century Blue Bay City is at the station ahead. Passengers getting off the bus, please get ready."

The bus came to a slow stop, and the rear doors opened to both sides with a bang.

And the whole carriage was silent, the passengers didn't know which stop each other got off at, they only knew their destination.

Although no one told me, there was a strong intuition in my heart, as if branded, and I had to get off at the designated place.

After the door opened, the bald middle-aged man sitting closest to the left of the rear door cursed in a low voice.

He looked terrified, knowing that he would die if he didn't get out of the car, he didn't dare to stand up hastily.

The bald man turned his head, and shouted excitedly at the curly-haired and expressionless short-haired man who was lazily leaning on the seat while hugging his chest:

"You must have a way to deal with those monsters, right? You must know how to get off the car correctly, right!"

"I'm rich! I'm rich. Tell me, how much do you want? 300 million? Or 800 million?"

The cold sweat on the middle-aged man's forehead grew more and more, and he cursed madly:

"You fucking talk! Money is not a problem, you can set a price as you like! As long as you kill the bitch on the wall, I will give you any amount!"

The middle-aged man was already in a great panic, but no matter how much he yelled, the curly-haired and short-haired people just watched with cold eyes, and they didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense before.

And the woman with the rebellious bone that climbed up the wall of the back door didn't move. It only needs to wait patiently for a moment, and the prey will collapse and be delivered to its mouth.

At that time, it will be able to feast on the man's flesh and relieve the hatred of being tortured and killed.

Seeing that the car door was about to emit a rapid "Didi" warning sound, the middle-aged man finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He hugged his head and closed his eyes, and rushed out towards the door.

It's only two steps, just two steps, he can get off, he can!

The middle-aged man ran madly and kept running, his heart was beating violently, did he escape?He survived!

He opened his eyes excitedly and wanted to shout, but the smile at the corner of his mouth froze on his face.

It turned out that he didn't escape. A headless male corpse ran wildly in his sight, and suddenly staggered and fell to the ground and stopped moving.

While the middle-aged man looked up, the woman's blind eyes with only two flesh holes were staring at him deeply.

It turned out that the moment he took the first step, his neck was broken by a woman.

Why is this...why, he is so close to the back door!

It's a pity that no one can answer the man's question. The gushing blood covered the door frame, and the fishy smell permeated the entire narrow space.

The woman chewed on the head, then climbed out of the car door and walked out contentedly.

Everyone watched this scene numbly, even though they knew it was a massacre without any suspense.

They must pay a terrible price for the evil deeds they have done.

At this moment, the distance from the back door is meaningless. No matter how strong and violent a person's survival instinct is, it still cannot resist the hatred of turning into a ghost and monster.

Their speed is only in the blink of an eye.

There is no escape, no one can escape.

Wu Xinlan covered her face and sobbed softly. She was going to die, and she was going to die soon.

Now there are still twelve stations away from the Tianyuancheng station in front of her house.

Although it is not very fast, the process of waiting to die is undoubtedly very tormented.

The two celestial masters she invited couldn't help at all, at least she had seen through this point.

They must have thought that they were just as bad as everyone else in the carriage, hopelessly broken.

Two children who died young, and one who didn't show up but left a deep fear.

The female ghost combing her hair is not in this car.

Wu Xinlan never understood why that thing would only stare at her, there were obviously other women in the car.

She gave up thinking tiredly, maybe this is fate.

Wu Xinlan stared out of the window with dull eyes, seeing scenes and places she was familiar with along the road, soon tears filled her eyes.

With the passage of time, every time the train door arrives, it will be covered with a new layer of fresh blood. The huge amount and thickness make it form a red carpet, which is shocking to look at.

When the yellow-haired society man was killed by a huge black dog, Song Cheng really couldn't stand the scene, so he quickly closed his eyes.

The man's miserable and sharp howling was all around his ears, and when the sound gradually weakened, the black dog also got out of the car.

The rotten pieces of meat were left in nothing, warning people of the fate of cruelty to animals.

This time, after the doors were closed, there were not many passengers left in the compartment.

Song Cheng took a look, besides him, Hu Rong, and Wu Xinlan, there was also a woman in a red dress sitting in front of them, an art student who was the first to get on the bus, and a scroll lazily propping her head to look at the scenery. Mao, and the inch-cut head who has always been expressionless.

A total of seven people.

So far, none of the people who got off the station survived.

Now those in the carriage, will anyone survive?

Song Cheng swallowed hard. The only thing he and Hu Rong are thankful for is that they didn't have any accompanying monsters or ghosts.

This also means that although they may get off the wrong car, their lives may not be in danger.

If they are actually in the real world.

If not... Song Cheng didn't dare to think about the consequences.

He looked at the route map on the wall, the station belonging to their house had already passed, and there were still four stations away from the station in front of Wu Xinlan's house in Tianyuan City.

"Yiyang Garden Station is here, passengers getting off, please get ready."

The electronic female voice sounded again, revealing an indifference that invaded the bone marrow.

The silence in the carriage was terrible, no one spoke or called for help. The passengers had already given up their fearless resistance after going through the previous rounds of crossing.

The rear door had just opened to both sides, and the woman sitting in front of Song Cheng and the two stood up neatly.

She was wearing a long red dress, her face was pale, but there was no fear or panic in her expression.

The moment she left the seat, the skeleton frame that followed was close to her.

There was a gentle smile on the woman's face, she stretched out her hand to touch the skull's head, and said softly:

"Well, see you later."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards the door of the car. The skeleton still followed her closely. Its sharp fingers could tear the woman's soft belly and chest instantly, but it didn't do that.

The woman walked to the last step, and suddenly turned her head and smiled, her bright eyes were white and her teeth were charming.

She opened her arms and said softly, "I miss you..."

As soon as the words fell, the skeleton rushed over without hesitation. While hugging the woman into his arms, he carefully put away his sharp fingers.

But in the next second, something shocking happened unexpectedly.

Song Cheng saw with his own eyes the woman breaking off the head of the skeleton with his bare hands, his face still had a tender and nostalgic expression.

It's just that compared to before, there is more peace of mind and satisfaction.

Skull Shelf didn't expect a woman to do this at all, it should be said that the people in the whole car didn't expect a woman to do this.

The woman hugged the white bone with both hands and kissed, she said: "Honey, you must never cheat again in the next life."

The skeleton frame has been turned into a pile of powder, and it is piled up under the woman's feet, desolate and pitiful.

"Hey, you can accompany me for the last time."

The woman hugged the white skull into her arms, and got out of the car with joy and fascination.

Until she also turned into a slender white figure and was drawn into the vortex, Song Cheng and Hu Rong hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

"Wow~~~~~Trough, the woman is too scary, too scary, she is still a woman in a red dress..." Hu Rong murmured, "I thought it was a romance movie, but I didn't expect it to become a thriller!"

Song Cheng also agreed. It turns out that not only ghosts kill people in this car, but people can also kill ghosts.

He always felt that they made a mistake somewhere, Song Cheng couldn't help but looked at Curly and Cun Tou.

As expected, there was no surprise on the faces of the two of them. One looked down at his watch, and the other closed his eyes to rest his mind, as if he really just got off work and took an ordinary bus.

At this moment, only Wu Xinlan, who buried her head in her knees, and the art student, who kept biting her fingers, were left in the car, and the two of them were anxious.

Song Cheng let out a breath slowly, his palms were covered with hot and humid sweat.

He discussed with Hu Rong in a low voice, and Wu Xinlan's matter still needs to be helped.

The woman seemed to be different from other passengers in the car. She was involved in a comb, and someone moved her hands and feet to make a ghost out of it.

Hu Rong always felt that Wu Xinlan seemed to be hiding something, and she didn't want to see her, and the three of them were not in the same place, so they couldn't speak in a low voice.

So Song Cheng gave up the idea of ​​ventilating in advance, let's wait and see what happens.

After a while, the radio reminded passengers to get off again.

This time, the one who arrived at the station was an art college a few stops before Song Cheng School. Maybe the art student belonged to this school.

And the accompanying statue had long been moved to the back door without anyone noticing, quietly waiting for the art student to throw himself into the trap.

As soon as the car door was opened, the anxious art student's whole face was a little whiter than paper, and he gnawed his fingers frantically as if he could get the answer he wanted.

"No, no, there must be a way to get out of the car... Is it enough to kill you again? Just like that woman just now..."

"Yes, it must be so!"

The art student became more and more crazy as he talked, he rushed forward and grabbed the white cloth covering the statue's body tightly, trying to strangle it again.

His expression was ferocious like a ghost crawling out of hell, and there was undisguised malice in his eyes.

Song Cheng was stunned, and things were getting more and more outrageous.

From not daring to resist at the beginning to giving it a go, sometimes people are much scarier than ghosts.

A large amount of dark red blood spewed out from the neck of the statue, which was strangled by the artist, instantly rendering the white cloth into a terrifying appearance.

The blood even flowed onto the art student's body, and he still tightened the cloth strip unconsciously.

Until the cloth ruptured, a scene that made people's skin crawl all over was revealed.

A huge rotten bird's head was installed on the body of a young woman. Her arms were folded around her chest. Her beautiful and slender body was like a gift from a god, and every curve was just right.

This is a deformed work of art.

Song Cheng's heart sank. The woman's neck was cut off while she was alive, and she couldn't escape the torture of humiliation after death.

Animal heads were sewn onto her body, creating a nondescript monster.

As if sensing their shocking gaze, the art student shouted angrily regardless:

"What do you know, a group of lowly humans!"

"I created a god that will be my world and my universe and—"

The crazy words of the art student did not stop abruptly, and the "god" he created thoughtfully bestowed him with death.

The car door slammed shut, and the shocked Song Cheng withdrew his gaze.

It took him a long time to recover, and he said with a complex expression, "That student... seems to be the murderer in the case of Guangcai Art School."

Hu Rong was taken aback, "What?"

Song Chengdao: "Guangcai Art Institute is very close to our Tanglin University, only a few stops away, so many people in our school will know what happened in their school."

What was circulated back and forth between schools was nothing more than gossip and anecdotes about the schoolgirls of the major departments.

Girls pay attention to handsome guys, boys pay attention to beautiful women, snatching things happen from time to time, and there are even some who come out with a clear price to attract customers.

Although Song Cheng is not at the school, he does not have little contact with the classmates in the school, especially Li Xian, who is better at playing, gossips with him the most.

Because Li Xian and his boyfriend are not bad in appearance, many girls in Guangcai Art Academy boldly asked for their contact information, so they could know more about it.

Among them, the most famous case is the murder of Xihua in Guangcai's acting department.

Song Cheng didn't know much about this matter. He only knew that the student who murdered was caught by the police more than half a month later, which shows that the student had planned for a long time.

Also because of its vile nature and cruel means, he was sentenced to death by the court not long after he was caught.

"Then you mean...that person just now died in real life?" Hu Rong was confused.

Song Cheng smiled wryly, "It's possible that I misremembered the date."

At that time, the news caused quite a stir when it came out, but the implementation date was not specified.

Song Cheng looked out the window, the car was full of the smell of fresh blood left by the art student just now.

He exhaled slowly, his heart in a mess.

The No. 04 bus dutifully walked along the planned route one by one, until a group of tall white buildings appeared around, and Song Cheng realized that he was about to arrive at Tianyuan City Station.

Wu Xinlan will arrive at the station soon.

But the ghost combing hair situation she told them before didn't happen. Could it be that, as Hu Rong said, the woman lied just to trick them into coming in?

As Song Cheng was thinking like this, he suddenly raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of a chilling scene.

A nondescript white silkworm chrysalis hangs on the thick banyan tree next to the bus stop.

The white silkworm chrysalis seemed to be stuck to a branch as thick as an adult's forearm by a flexible filament, suspended in midair neither high nor low.

When the car gradually approached, Song Cheng realized that it was not a silkworm chrysalis at all, but a woman in a white dress hanging upside down on a tree.

The shrunken limbs and the air-dried torn clothes have long been firmly glued together, regardless of each other.

So from a distance, it looks like a huge silkworm chrysalis more than one meter high.

The swelling and decay of the corpse attracted the bites of many flying insects, and they surrounded and attached to it, like a piece of white bread covered with sesame seeds.

And the woman's long and dense hair did not fall off due to the decay of the corpse, but instead stretched down in a crooked manner.

That length gave Song Cheng the illusion that his hair would definitely touch the roof of the bus.

But the facts proved that Song Cheng was right. When the car stopped, the hair that should not have appeared densely protruded from the roof in an instant.

They were quickly and accurately connected to the hair of the thin woman in the front row, so everyone watched Wu Xinlan pull out a small black wooden comb from nowhere, and began to comb her hair like crazy.

The woman's movements were crazy and her expression was strange. As more and more hair was combed out, they piled up on the ground and twisted and wriggled continuously, as if they had life.

This scene happened so unexpectedly that Song Cheng and Hu Rong were immediately stunned.

At this time, there were two knocking sounds of the door opening in the carriage at the same time.

They looked over subconsciously, and the front door and the rear door were opened at the same time.