New Times, New Hell

Yu Zhengdu remained calm and asked the old man in a low voice, "How do you know this is a ghost bus?"

The uncle shook his beard and said, "I saw that they paid the fare with yellow paper."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

It seems that it is imperative to promote the mobile and paperless payment of the underworld as soon as possible.

He asked curiously, "How did you get into this car?"

The uncle himself was also a little confused: "I don't know what's going on, I just went to the market to buy some vegetables, took a walk in the park, and then took the bus home. I have never encountered such a strange thing before. .”

Yu Zhengdu glanced at the old man's feet, and there was indeed a bag of vegetables there. He had a faint feeling that something was wrong. It stands to reason that if the old man behaved as usual, he would not normally see the ghost bus.

But he couldn't figure out the reason for a while, so he just patted the uncle's wrist lightly, and comforted him in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, just wait until we go down slowly, so don't jump out of the car."

"I'm not afraid. There's nothing to be afraid of at my age." The uncle looked at Yu Zhengdu with admiration in his eyes, "On the contrary, you, young man, are very calm. With a shout."

Yu Zhengdu smiled modestly, and he didn't have the nerve to tell the uncle that he just frightened all the ghosts in the car at the front.

So when a car of ghosts thinks they are pretending to be a good person, and the uncle thinks he is pretending to be ignorant, this ghost bus maintains a wonderful balance, and just goes to Yu Zhengdu's rented community. go.

When they arrived at the place, the driver pretended to stop at the bus stop outside Yu Zhengdu's community, and shouted: "Passengers arriving at the station, please get off the bus as soon as possible."

"Let's go down." Yu Zhengdu helped the old man to stand up.

"Calm down, don't panic." The old man pushed Yu Zhengdu as if he was in a spy war, "You go ahead, and I will cover in the rear. If something goes wrong, run away quickly, and leave me alone."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

I have to say that the uncle really has a sense of justice, but there are really many scenes.

But anyway, they were all at the place, and he didn't mind to accompany the uncle to perform for a while, so he walked ahead with a cautious look, and was about to get off the car, at this moment, another young man came up from the front door of the car.

a living person.

The young man was pulling flip flops on his feet, and was wearing a black low-quality leather jacket. The clothes had peeling marks in several places. The whole crowd was sluggish. He threw two coins into the coin box and hung his head. Eyelids squeezed to the rear compartment.

Yu Zhengdu paused in his footsteps, and the other ghosts in the car also froze.

What's the matter with this ghost bus? Why did it come alive all night?

The old man who was pushing Yu Zhengdu to get off the car was so anxious that he almost stomped his feet, and said with a suppressed voice, "Oh, what's going on, why is someone coming up again? This is sincerely not letting me get out of the car!"

Yu Zhengdu frowned and looked at the young man, and found that his complexion was very bad, his eyes were cloudy, and the dark circles under his eyes almost spread to half the size of his face. This was a face with very low luck.

The young man squeezed to the second half and found that the bus was still parked, so he yelled impatiently: "Is the driver dead? Why aren't you driving?"

Yu Zhengdu: ... not only the driver died in this car, but the whole car died.

The old man was also very helpless: "Oh, young people are really outspoken."

He pushed Yu Zhengdu: "Get out of the car first, and I'll go talk to that young man."

After finishing speaking, the uncle didn't wait for Yu Zhengdu to react, and squeezed past the young man.

Yu Zhengdu looked up, and found that the young man's eyes were flickering, and he was gloomily looking at the people in the car. His intuition was wrong, and he quickly wanted to call the uncle back.

But it was already too late, regardless of his age, his body is very flexible, he has already reached the side of the young man, put his head close and said in a low voice: "Young man, get out of the car quickly..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the leather-clothed young man suddenly jumped up, wrapped his arms around the uncle's neck and held him, and took out a folding knife from his pocket with the other hand, spread it out, pressed it against the uncle's neck, and spat : "Smelly old man, let you meddle in your own business."

With the old man as a hostage, the young man said to the driver in a vicious voice: "What are you still doing, drive quickly, or I will have a knife on the old man."

Yu Zhengdu's expression darkened as the gleaming knife pointed against the old man's neck, looking like it was about to pierce it in at any moment, and he said coldly to the driver, "Drive."

The ghost bus wobbled onto the road again, but the car was silent, showing no panic or screaming.

The young man didn't realize this, and cursed at him, "It's your bad luck, it's really fucking unlucky to see me lose money for two days in a row..."

Yu Zhengdu immediately understood when he heard the words. Gambling will consume energy and luck. This person's luck is already low, but he still gambles, and he has a bad temper. Naturally, the more he gambles, the more he loses, and the lower his luck. Under such circumstances , it is not surprising that you will bump into a ghost bus by mistake.

The old man let out a sigh: "Young man, your bad luck is not limited to this..."

Yu Zhengdu: "..." In a sense, the uncle is quite humorous.

The young man clearly couldn't appreciate the old man's humor, and gesticulated with a knife and cursed: "Shut up, old man."

The bus was swaying, and Yu Zhengdu watched the knife compared to the uncle, and his heart tightened. He glanced at the bus calmly, and found that the ghosts on the bus were also watching silently. He was obviously waiting for his instructions.

A ghost standing next to him whispered: "Mr. Yu, this man's luck is very low, he can get on him, how about I get on him?"

Yu Zhengdu waved his hand: "Don't, Shanghuo violated the regulations, and the value of good and evil will be deducted."

The ghost had no choice but to give up, showing a sad face: "Then what should I do?"

Yu Zhengdu's eyes fell on a young female ghost, and his heart moved. He pointed at her and said to the leather-clothed youth, "Hey, look, how about letting her be the old man's hostage?"

As soon as he made the suggestion, before the young man in leather clothes could speak, the uncle became anxious: "Young man, why did you come up with such a blind idea..."

That's a ghost!

This time is not the time to act with the old man anymore, Yu Zhengdu was afraid that if the old man said something in a hurry, the young man would lose his hand in surprise, so he said quickly, "Don't worry, old man, I know them."

A carload of ghosts nodded one after another, hooked shoulders with Yu Zhengdu, and said to the uncle: "We are familiar with each other, it is good, and it will not harm anyone."

uncle:"……"

The uncle looked at Yu Zhengdu with a shocked face, and then at the ghosts in the car, his eyes suddenly rolled up a few times, and he was about to poke over, so frightened that the ghosts in the car were lifted into the air.

Fortunately, the old man was very strong, so he managed to slow down in the end. As expected of an experienced veteran, he quickly adjusted after being shocked, swallowed all his words, and calmly said to the robber: "Young man, look Otherwise, how about letting that little girl take my place?"

The young man in leather was impatient when he saw a tall and straight young man from Yu Zhengdu open his mouth, and his face was full of guard, and then they suddenly started talking, and they were impatient. Unexpectedly, they changed the subject and proposed to let the little girl replace the old man.

The young man looked in the direction Yu Zhengdu pointed, and the guard on his face suddenly turned into a lewd expression: "If the chick is willing, I don't mind."

It was a young woman, wearing a long skirt, with long black hair, and a very pretty face.

Seeing him, the little girl covered her face in fright, and cried out in panic: "Oh, I'm scared, you can't do this to me!"

A car of ghosts pushed her forward pretendingly: "Respecting the old and loving the young is the duty of every young person, you must go!"

Seeing this, the young man in leather laughed "haha" and said, "Yes, yes, the little beauty should help the old man."

As a result, the little girl was shoved in front of the young man. The young man put the jackknife on her neck, quickly pushed the old man away, hugged her, and buried his head in her neck, showing a sarcasm He smiled lewdly: "This car guy is really interesting. He pushed a little girl out together. It's really good to respect the old and love the young."

As long as Yu Zhengdu was referring to anyone else in the car at the beginning, the young man in leather would definitely not agree to change the hostage, but if it was a delicate and soft girl, it would be completely different.

Yu Zhengdu was too lazy to argue with the young man, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man and asked, "Master, are you alright?"

"It's all right." The uncle patted his chest in fear, and gave Yu Zhengdu a meaningful look, "Young man, I can't see that you have such a wide range of friends."

Yu Zhengdu said modestly: "It's just a coincidence."

At this moment, the young man in leather with his arms around the new hostage finally ran out of patience. He waved a knife and said, "Hey, all of you, quickly hand over the money, or I won't be polite to her."

As soon as the words fell, the little girl who was still terrified suddenly turned her head and asked leisurely, "Oh, why do you want to be rude to me?"

"Hehehehehe." The young man looked down at her with a lewd smile, "Why do you think it's impolite..."

He didn't finish a sentence, his eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't say the rest.

The little girl who was held tightly by him turned her head 180 degrees to look at him.

"You, you, you..." The young man's voice trembled, because he was too frightened, he forgot to push her away for a while, but subconsciously looked at the other people in the car, "Did you see her neck?"

"I see." A car of ghosts responded, and then, like the little girl, they all turned their heads 180 degrees, "We will too."

The leather-clothed youth: "..."

He rolled his eyes and pouted straight back.

"Wow, this psychological quality is not as good as the old man." Yu Zhengdu shook his head "tsk tsk", then turned to look at the old man, "Right."

I saw the uncle covering his heart with one hand, his eyes turned white, and his whole body was crumbling: "No, no, I'm afraid too..."

"..." Yu Zhengdu hastened to support the uncle, and said to the ghost on the car, "Hurry up and turn your head back, you scared the uncle."

Fortunately, the uncle was unexpectedly strong, so he didn't faint in the end, and he recovered again. His tenacious vitality made the ghosts in the car very admired.

In the end, the driver once again took the risk of breaking the rules and sent them to the gate of the police station. This time, the old man finally got out of the car smoothly.

When he came out of the police station, Yu Zhengdu saw that it was already very late, the uncle was not young, he didn't dare to let the uncle go home by himself, so he proposed to send the uncle back, the uncle waved his hand: "No, take me back you Shouldn't it be later?"

Yu Zhengdu knew that the old man had a good heart, so he probably didn't want to waste his time, so he didn't insist anymore, he just said, "Then, let me contact your family and let them pick you up."

The uncle thought about it and agreed, so he took out his mobile phone to make a call, but when he saw it, he couldn't help frowning: "What's going on? The phone is out of battery?"

Yu Zhengdu took out his mobile phone: "It's okay, do you remember your home number? I'll make a call for you."

The uncle nodded and reported his son's number.

Yu Zhengdu dialed the number, and after a while, he picked up the phone. Yu Zhengdu said: "Hello, is this Mr. Chen... That's right, I met your father, Mr. Chen, on the bus today. It's getting late now..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party suddenly yelled: "A liar who has suffered thousands of knives, he is not afraid of lightning strikes if he says such words!"

Yu Zhengdu was dumbfounded when he was scolded, but he quickly realized that there are a lot of phone scams now, and the other party probably regarded him as a liar, so he quickly explained: "Mr. Chen, I'm not a liar, listen to me... ..."

"He said he wasn't a liar!" The other party seemed to be a little out of control, and in his desperation, he sneered, "I'm afraid you don't know, my father just passed away!"

With a "buzz" in Yu Zhengdu's mind, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Mr. Chen, and just this one glance made him break out in a cold sweat.

There were clearly two wounds on Mr. Chen's neck. The wounds were very new, and the skin and flesh looked like they had just been opened. It was probably the young man in leather who accidentally scratched him while wielding a knife, but no blood flowed from the wounds. So he didn't notice it at first.

Mr. Chen, who was the person involved, obviously didn't find out either.

He is unconscious.

Not only that, but now if you consciously observe the exposed parts of the old man's body, you will find that there seem to be faint spots of corpses growing in those places.

Fortunately, Yu Zhengdu has seen the world, and after a while, he became concerned, and said quickly before Mr. Chen hung up the phone: "Mr. Chen, please listen to the old man's voice first."

He raised the mobile phone to Mr. Chen's ear, and Mr. Chen said "Hello": "Ah Xin, Xiao Yu and I are at the police station on Xueyuan Road, please drive over to pick me up, don't bother me, young man It's..."

After the old man finished speaking, Yu Zhengdu quickly took the phone back and said, "Mr. Chen, did you hear the old man's voice?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Chen finally spoke, his voice full of disbelief: "My father, is he really with you? Is he still alive?"

"I don't think so, but I don't know what the specific situation is." Yu Zhengdu said calmly and calmly, "Please come here first, let's talk about it in detail."

Mr. Chen hurriedly asked the address: "I'll go right away."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Zhengdu sent him another text message to understand the situation. Mr. Chen also cooperated and replied to him quickly.

According to Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen passed away while he was sleeping the night before. According to the customs of their hometown, they first sent the old man’s body to an ancestral hall in the suburbs yesterday for a day of burial. To cremate.

I never thought that when I woke up today, the old man's body was gone.

Because the media reported some news about the theft of corpses in the past few years, the first reaction of Mr. Chen's family was to think in that direction. When I cross the phone, I will be so angry.

After Yu Zhengdu understood the whole story, and then recalled Mr. Chen's performance along the way, those things that he thought were wrong at first finally had an explanation.

No wonder the old gentleman acted as usual, but got on the ghost bus by accident. No wonder he was frightened by the ghost on the bus and almost fainted several times, but he survived in the end. Surprisingly flexible...

Obviously, the old man is no longer alive, but for some reason, he is still wearing his original body, so neither Yu Zhengdu nor a carload of ghosts found out about it.

Yu Zhengdu's thoughts turned, he had seen quite a few ghosts in Luo Feng, but this was the first time Mr. Chen had encountered such a situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

He took out his mobile phone and subconsciously wanted to contact Shang Que. When he opened WeChat and saw a series of rejected messages, he remembered that Shang Que was in a cold war with him.

In fact, even if Shang Que doesn't have a cold war with him, with his current emotional state, it's not suitable for him to go to Shang Que whenever he encounters a problem.

An inexplicable irritability rose in Yu Zhengdu's heart. This irritability had troubled him for a day, but he could neither accurately analyze this emotion nor relieve it.

He sighed, turned to the company group, briefly explained the situation he encountered, and asked: [Is there any ghost who can come over and help me deal with it now? 】

Kang Jin probably felt ashamed, and quickly replied: [I'm free, just wait for me]

But not long after his message was sent, Shang Que also spoke: [You are not free]

Kang Jin thought it was Shang Que who didn't let him go to help Yu fight for the crossing, so he was hardened for a while: [Boss, you can't treat Xiao Yu like this]

Shang Que: [I can]

Shang Que: [I'll go]

Shang Que: [@宇正渡, my heart seal is calling me, hurry up! 】

In the group: 【……………】

Yu Zhengdu: [………………]

I don't know why, but Yu Zhengdu couldn't help laughing when he saw Shang Que's angry words. He closed his eyes and silently recited the formula of the ghost king seal in his heart.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the familiar figure was already standing in front of him.

Thin and tall, with a handsome appearance, just standing quietly like that can bring him enough sense of security.

The restlessness that had troubled Yu Zhengdu all day suddenly disappeared.

Only then did he realize that in just one day, he actually missed Shang Que a little bit.

Yu Zhengdu's lips moved slightly: "Xiao Shang..."

"I won't listen!" Shang Que covered his ears with a noble and indifferent expression, "I'm still in a cold war with you!"

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

The author has something to say: Shang Que: I have principles!

Zhengdu: This man is no good!