when i got pregnant with the last god cub

Song Cheng never imagined that there would be such dangers on a bus, one after another.

It was even more unexpected that the front and rear doors could be opened at the same time. The woman hanging on the tree wanted to kill Wu Xinlan and replace her, returning to reality.

This is undoubtedly the same as those ordinary ghosts who kill people and get their skins.

At this moment, Song Cheng's thoughts cleared up instantly. If the bus is a vehicle leading to reality and nothingness, then the upper and lower doors are the connecting points of two different spaces.

They enter the transfer station through the front door of nothingness, and return to reality through the back door.

And the things in the third space between the two can only do everything possible to get on the car.

For example, making media.

For example, Wu Xinlan's comb that appeared out of nowhere.

"Think of a way, quickly take away her comb!" Song Cheng shouted.

As the woman moved more and more crazily, more and more hair fell on the ground, and they snaked up and climbed onto Wu Xinlan's calf, leaving streaks of blood in an instant.

But at this moment, the hair on her head is getting less and less, and she is about to see a snow-white scalp.

If she didn't stop her, Wu Xinlan would comb her skin off.

Hu Rong naturally also guessed this point, he quickly bit his finger, and drew two spells on the hands of the two of them with the light golden blood coming out from the fingertip.

"Hurry up!"

They must drag people out of the car within a limited time.

Only in this way can they win a glimmer of life. Although the physical body has followed up, it has not merged with their soul consciousness, and the two are at the overlap of different spaces.

Hu Rong's physical body was not in the car, the ones that were forced out just now almost killed him.

After finishing the two talismans, Hu Rong's complexion was pale and almost transparent, as if he was about to be hollowed out.

As soon as his words fell, the two rushed out immediately.

Two very light golden auras surrounded the surroundings, so the puppet and the short-haired Ghost Married Mother around Curly did not dare to approach.

Song Cheng rushed to the front only to find that Wu Xinlan's body was completely surrounded by hair, her face was blue and her eyes turned white, she looked like she was about to die.

Totally unhandy, full of hair.

Hu Rong was the same as him, he could only grit his teeth and point his finger up, his hair was broken in an instant when the light golden color flowed out.

Song Cheng took advantage of this rare opportunity to quickly hug her, but more and faster hair wrapped around her body again.

Not only that, the top of the carriage is full of strands of hair, trying to lift it up slowly.Song Cheng was horrified, the thing hanging on the tree actually seeped in from the roof of the car little by little.

A pale and rotten face appeared above them, staring at them indifferently.

"No! She's about to be dragged away!" Hu Rong shouted, holding Wu Xinlan's leg tightly with both hands.

But it still didn't help. The woman's body was quickly entangled into a huge hair ball, and the only exposed head was still producing hair continuously.

Song Cheng naturally noticed this too, gritted his teeth and insisted on not letting go.

Seeing that the thing above the roof of the car gradually poked out more than half of its body, it tried to pull Zai Wu Xinlan into its own body.

There was a hasty "Didi" warning sound from the car door. Seeing that there was no turning point, Wu Xinlan really couldn't be saved.

At this moment, Hu Rong shouted anxiously: "Song Cheng, you must get off the car! It's too late if you don't leave!"

They must get off at the platform they came from, only in this way can they return to reality.

If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave.

Song Cheng naturally understood this truth, he wanted to get away and leave, but at that moment the time seemed to slow down suddenly.

Everything became dim and small in his eyes, as if time had frozen, to the point that Song Cheng could see everything that happened in the entire carriage even when he closed his eyes.

Curly, who was sitting on the single seat with Erlang legs crossed, was frowning with a serious expression, while the inch-cut behind him was about to stand up.

Countless plentiful hairs filled the small space to the brim, so much so that the feet of the short hair and curly hair were also stained.

So does Bunny want to get up and solve this trouble for them?

Just as he thought of this, he saw that Hu Rong's feet were already wrapped with hair.

Those things are being arrogant, and they can't wait to drill into the young man's flesh.

A wave of anger gushed out of his chest, Song Cheng couldn't help but think:

If only there was fire.

All these annoying hairs can be burned off with a fire.

It was just a thought, but he seemed to lose control, he suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and time ran again.

Hu Rong's voice came into his ears from small to loud, and he was shouting eagerly.

But Song Cheng didn't seem to hear it, he seemed to have become another person, with a faint golden color in his eyes, his expression was stern and contemptuous.

When his right hand was placed on Wu Xinlan's forehead, a monstrous aura shook.

Those twisted strands of hair, like broken spider webs, melt and fall away in the wind.

The aftermath covered in an instant, and the woman leaning out on the roof screamed silently, and the destruction was only in an instant.

"boom!"

"Cough cough cough..."

The body fell to the ground with a dull sound, and the rescued Wu Xinlan suddenly sat up and coughed violently.

Only then did Song Cheng regain his senses as if awakened from a dream.

With a blank mind, he turned his head in a panic, and happened to meet Hu Rong's incredible eyes.

Fuck!What did he just do?sky!

Song Cheng was in a mess. Before he could say anything, there was a "click" in his ears, and the car door was closed at this time.

The bus started slowly, and the cabin was silent.

Hu Rong was the first to react. Looking at Song Cheng's bewildered handsome face, he stammered and said:

"Why don't you sit down and talk?"

Only then did Song Cheng remember to help Wu Xinlan who was on the ground, and the three of them sat on the back seat. He asked the woman in a low voice:

"Are you okay?"

Wu Xinlan shook her head, although there was no trace of blood on her face, it seemed that she hadn't recovered from the fear, she was too weak to speak, but she still gave her grateful eyes.

Just as Hu Rong was about to speak, Curly sitting in the front row suddenly spoke.

"Hey, the one in white."

Song Cheng turned his head to look at the sound, curly hair put away his usual lazy attitude, slightly frowning with a puzzled expression.

"How...how did you do it just now?"

"What?" Song Cheng didn't understand why.

"You just stretched out your hand, how did you do it." Curly repeated tirelessly, "Aren't you a hooker?"

"As far as I know, there is no one who can reach your level."

Curly looked at the desolate young man in front of him with a complex expression, words could not describe the shock in his heart.

A fierce ghost can be wiped out easily under the palm of the hand. Besides the master of the underworld can do it, who else has the ability to reach the sky?

And strange men like them who walk in the underworld and use magic to secretly bring ghosts back to the underworld are generally called Yinjie.

The ghost receiver will subdue the ghosts that are stuck in two different spaces and can't reincarnate, and then take them into the car by bribing the driver, and transport them to the underworld for their own use.

Although Hu Rong was aware of the existence of Yin Jie, Song Cheng didn't.

"I'm not." The young man frowned slightly, and there was a moment of confusion in his eyes.

Curly was taken aback for a moment, and just about to ask again, suddenly Cun Tou who was sitting behind him spoke:

"Rui Han, forget it."

"But..." Rui Han felt unwilling, but shook his head slowly without saying a word.

Rui Han's gaze flickered at Song Cheng, and he had no choice but to let it go.

Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, he hurriedly asked Hu Rong about the situation, and only then did he know something about it.

While the two were talking in low voices, the bus was about to arrive at the stop again, but they didn't know whether they should get off the bus or not.

After the rear door opened, Curly Mao Ruihan and Cun Tou got up one after the other, followed by the spirit puppets and ghost married women who followed suit.

Just when the two were about to get out of the car, Cun Tou suddenly turned around and said to them:

"If you don't know where to get off, it's best to stay in the car and wait until the time is up so you can go back."

Song Cheng and Hu Rong hurriedly nodded after realizing it, and a very faint smile finally appeared on the face of the iceberg with an inch-thin head.

He glanced at Song Cheng meaningfully, "We will meet again."

After finishing speaking, Cun Tou got out of the car with Ghost Married Mother in full dress, this time Song Cheng clearly saw the shadows of the two of them reflected on the ground as they got out of the car.

Did they... directly return to reality?

After the car door was closed, only the three of them were left in the quiet space.

And as the vehicle opened, the curly-haired and short-haired figures drifted away until they could no longer be seen.

"They...why didn't they turn into white shadows?" Wu Xinlan asked cautiously.

Yeah, why didn't they?

Whether it was a human or a ghost before, once they got out of the car, they would turn into long, thin white shadows, and then get sucked into the vortex and disappear.

Song Cheng looked out the window, and said with difficulty: "Maybe... the one who was killed before was not a living person."

Maybe they died before getting into the car, and his and Hu Rong's guesses were wrong from the beginning.

It is true that this bus is a vehicle that connects two spaces, but they may have misunderstood the meaning of boarding and disembarking.

If getting in the car is called a judgment on sin, getting off the car is washing and obliterating the past.

Regardless of appearance, memory, or even body shape, they are no longer normal, they have been reset.

Then, the meaning of the existence of the vortex is reincarnation.

Song Cheng explained the general meaning, and Hu Rong instantly understood what he said.

"It's no wonder that the group of inmates in Chuantu are sticking to the rules. It turns out that there is such a way hidden in it."

Hu Rong thought about it and nodded his chin, "Oh, it turns out that there were only five of us living in this car from the beginning."

"It's no wonder that the two yin pickers are like ghosts. The fat and bald man shouted tens of millions and they are still indifferent. It turns out that it's not that there is not enough money, but that they have no way to pick it up."

He chuckled, and couldn't help rubbing his hands: "It made me almost moved, but fortunately I held back." Otherwise, I will lose my face at that time.

Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't bring a dead person back to life.

Song Cheng: "..." Niu, an ordinary money-making genius.

The three of them were a little tired from chatting, and the bus drove from light to darkness again, repeating the cycle.

Looking at the darkness outside, Hu Rong doubted the veracity of what Bunny said, maybe that guy deliberately lied to them.

If Song Cheng hadn't said to wait, Hu Rong really couldn't help but want to get out of the car.

The three of them spent a difficult time in the long darkness, and Song Seung once went to the driver's cab to see.

The glass door of the driver's cab was tightly closed, and the white curtain completely blocked the view inside, and nothing could be seen.

So he had no choice but to give up, and honestly returned to his seat to lie down and sleep.

Anyway, Cun Tou said that he can go back when the time comes, and the only thing he can do now is to wait patiently.

When Song Cheng leaned against the window and was about to fall asleep in a daze, the bus finally stopped slowly.

Have you reached the terminal yet?

He raised his head and looked sleepily, and the door of the cab opened from the inside with a "click".

A long, slender and powerful leg stepped out, and the shiny leather shoes hit the ground with a dull sound.

Song Cheng woke up instantly and looked around.

It was a young man in a black suit and floral tie. He was tall and handsome.

The moment his eyes met the young man's eyes, a trace of excitement and shyness flashed across his face, but he pretended to be reserved and pinched his tie with his extraordinarily good taste, like a young man who was going to meet his sweetheart.

When Song Cheng saw the face of the young driver, his heart skipped a beat.

It's him.

The young man who had talked with Zheng Yanxu in the temple killed the guard with compound eyes with a scepter.

Suspected to be the... eldest son of his family.

Song Cheng pushed the drooling Hu Rong who was sleeping on the side with complicated emotions, and Wu Xinlan woke up a long time ago, and sat there in a daze, not daring to speak.

"Ahem..." The young man cleared his throat, stared at the young man with bright eyes, and made a bow that he thought was a very elegant gentleman.

"It's a great honor to meet you here, my most honored guest." The young man's face flushed slightly, "Please forgive me for not meeting you until now, it's been a long time since I drove the Judgment Eye myself, maybe the technology A little rusty?"

As the young man spoke, his voice became softer, and he scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled shyly.

He has a three-dimensional outline and deep eyes, and his appearance is a bit mixed. He has only seen two sides, but Song Cheng always feels inexplicably familiar.

It's as if...they once had an extraordinary relationship.

Song Cheng couldn't help standing up, "You..."

"How to call it?" He took a deep breath in his heart, unable to swallow or spit it out.

Hu Rong stood up together with him, and asked in a low voice for some unknown reason: "Who is this?"

"It seems to be the driver of the bus." Song Cheng also replied in a low voice.

The voices of the two were low enough, but for some reason, the young man still heard it with sharp ears.

He said a little dissatisfied and aggrieved: "I'm not a driver, I came here to be a driver just to pick you up."

"Yes, I am your exclusive driver, and no one else is qualified." The young man muttered and emphasized repeatedly, with a cute look eager to be praised.

Song Cheng was amused, at least at this moment, his mind was full of the young man's fluffy dog's head, which was inexplicably cute.

"Really, then who are you?" Song Cheng couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face, "We don't seem to have met before."

The young man was taken aback by an emotion that Song Cheng couldn't understand, and then he said, "Yun Xiao, this is my father's name for me. Of course, you can also call me by my nickname, Anu."

Yun Xiao mentioned the pride and admiration on his father's face, he carefully observed Song Cheng's expression while talking.

Sure enough, when he mentioned the word "father", Song Cheng's expression became stiff for a moment, and Yun Xiao's voice weakened accordingly.

"Ahem, then you, you are the... manager of this area? Or are you the owner here?"

Hu Rong interrupted the strange atmosphere between the two, and asked while touching his nose.

Only then did Yun Xiao set his sights on this ordinary human being, and his tone suddenly became colder:

"Oh, how come, I'm just a temporary guardian, the real master here has not yet awakened."

Yun Xiao's gaze was a little erratic as he spoke, he secretly glanced at Song Cheng, he looked very much like a child who is afraid of making mistakes:

"At least not yet."

He has spent most of his life in the endless long years, as if he was born to fulfill this mission.

Hu Rong has not yet reacted, "What, what?"

This is completely different from everything he knows. Warlocks and celestial masters believe in the underworld, and shamans believe in heaven and hell.

And who is the master that Yun Xiao said, and what position does he occupy in it.

As if he had seen through Hu Rong's mind with a single glance, a smile appeared on the corner of Yun Xiao's mouth, and his whole body became sharp in an instant.

He raised his hand casually, and the dark scene outside the bus window suddenly brightened, and a shocking scene appeared.

The flames soaring to the sky were reflected in the eyes, which turned red.

Countless bloody and terrifying hells are presented, and thousands of ghosts are suffering from torture with distorted faces. They crawl or kneel, or are cooked or convulsed.

It was clear that the surroundings were eerily quiet, but the screams of the ghost seemed to be constantly echoing in my ears.

Immediately afterwards, the screen changed again, and a huge balance appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Gold, silver and jewelry were placed on the left side of the balance, while a bright red heart was placed on the right side.

When more and more jewels piled up, the balance began to tip to its side, and the ghost standing under the statue shouted something excitedly.

Yun Xiao's voice was flat and somewhat casual, compared to his gentle and shy appearance before, he looked like a god in control of the domain at this moment, unattainable.

He said, "The gears of the world are constantly pushing, and everything collapses and disperses under its mouth and gathers again."

Yun Xiao smiled slightly, "What you see is just one of the many aspects you can see, that's all."

And this bus is just one of many masterpieces he created. In the boring years, always looking for some fun to pass the time, this area has obviously become his wild paradise.

Standing there, the young man is the gathering of all the lights and the whole of the darkness.

At this moment, Song Cheng clearly felt how powerful the person in front of him was.

But he was easily deceived by Yun Xiao's harmless appearance.

"Oh, isn't what I said a little too complicated?" The young man tilted his head and looked at Hu Rong, with a strange evil look on his handsome face:

"God, I never mean to underestimate you, you are my distinguished guest's friend, and I will never neglect you just because of this."

Yun Xiao blinked, looking very sincere.

Hu Rong was shocked by it, he couldn't say a word at the moment, how could he know whether the young man's words were true or not.

Yun Xiao smiled maliciously, and was about to say something more when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the frowning young man standing aside, and his heart skipped a beat.

Embarrassed red instantly climbed from his fair neck to his cheeks, he stuttered and didn't know how to speak, he couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly when he thought of his gaffe just now.

"Mr. Yunxiao?" Song Cheng asked softly.

Yun Xiao raised his lowered head immediately, and his eyes lit up again.

That puppy-like feeling surged up again, and Song Cheng couldn't help feeling a sense of kindness in his heart, even though he knew how weird it was.

The young man is only in his early twenties, and if his identity is ignored, he is almost the same size as Song Cheng.

But every time Song Cheng thought that the person in front of him might be Zheng Yanxu's son, that loving emotion became reasonable again.

He and Zheng Yanxu had been married before, so he was indeed Yunxiao's elder in name... right?

Song Cheng pressed his forehead, forcing down those messy thoughts.

It took a long time before he laughed a little, and said, "Mr. Yunxiao, can you send me and my friends out? We just accidentally got stuck here."

"Of course, my respected guest, I am very happy to serve you!" Yun Xiao agreed without thinking.

He looked behind the young man, and caught a glimpse of Wu Xinlan's pale, bloodless face.

Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that this young lady's luck is really bad, you shouldn't be here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a relieved smile finally appeared on Wu Xinlan's face.

However, the smile didn't start, and it froze following Yun Xiao's next words.

"At least not now, living people shouldn't appear here, but in the future..." Yun Xiao shrugged and smiled meaningfully.

"Who knows."

Wu Xinlan began to feel cold, and her complexion became ugly.

Song Cheng looked at her subconsciously, what a person did, whether it was good or bad, except for the final judge who knew, maybe she herself knew it.

Mentioning this, Yun Xiao slapped his head and couldn't help walking towards Song Cheng.

"Ah, I actually forgot to adjust the configuration, damn it."

He whispered annoyedly, and asked eagerly: "You weren't frightened by what happened in the carriage...er, the gushing blood and the messy pieces of meat, right?"

How could he forget that the youth at this moment is so fragile.

A little bit of blood can scare it to tears, otherwise, how could those humble things touch the most important heart.

Song Cheng was taken aback and before he could speak, Yun Xiao couldn't help showing a guilty conscience on his handsome face.

"Those are illusions, maybe the pain is real? But you must forgive me for doing so."

Yun Xiao is like a serious student who has done something wrong, "Without these illusions, the whole world would be gray, I hate gray, it makes people feel really bad..."

"Oh, and if the picture is not shocking or exciting enough, the existence of this bus will be meaningless."