Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

After Hongyi came out of the Anxin cemetery, he looked at the barrage, and quickly turned off the live broadcast and asked this group of elementary school students to do their homework, if the homework is not finished, it will definitely be the end of the world...

All the way out of the cemetery, to the side of the road.

Mr. Ma has already carried his fat house water back to the crematorium, and he wants to dig a pit and bury it.

Unexpectedly.

Is there a safe place in the grave

! Is there a safe place here?

The road is quiet, only dimly lit.

There was not a single car, not a single pedestrian!

Hongyi made a phone call to Qin Lan and learned that after the death of the Spirit Ghost King, the entire amusement park had been restored to its original appearance, including the water amusement park aunt, and the black shadows of the ticket sales had all turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared.

Qin Lan wanted to drive to pick him up, but Hongyi refused.

Because, in the distance, a bus slowly turned from the intersection.

A faint red light on the front of the train shows the train number.

The No. 447

"Squeak..."

bus slowly stopped beside Hongyi.

Psychic eyes.

The whole bus was in tatters, almost scrapped, rusty on the body, and in some places there were even aquatic weeds.

"Get on the bus and have fun?" said

to Hongyi with a grinning and excited grin.

How dare this living person get on the bus, I'll scare you to death

! Lao Tzu, this is a ghost bus

! You can't go down if you come up!

Damn, except for the girl last time, they are all Nima's perverted scum.

The ghost bus driver remembered the unpleasant thing last time, and his expression couldn't help but be even more hideous.

"Amitabha! Then thank you to the donor!" Hongyi

bowed slightly.

Under the confused expression of the ghost bus driver, he got on the bus directly and found a window seat to sit down!

Wait for the bus to start slowly.

The ghost passengers in the car whispered to each other.

Apparently interested in Hongyi.

"Hey, boy, aren't you afraid?" said a middle-aged man in the front seat, turning his head.

Hongyi hurriedly reached out to support his head.

"Donor, help it! it's going to fall..."

A car full of demons with tragic deaths, including middle-aged uncles, a few people who looked like migrant workers, and a small couple were sitting in the back row at this time.

Hongyi turned off his spiritual eyes, and suddenly the picture looked much better!

The head of the middle-aged man in the front row was finally straightened.

Hongyi got up under the attention of the whole car.

Come to the last row.

Squeeze in the middle of a couple and sit down.

"What are you doing?" the young man was roughly pushed aside by Hongyi, and couldn't help but be furious.

What is this for?

Pry me into the corner?"

"Amitabha, donor, don't be impatient, the poor monk has something to say to the female benefactor. Hongyi turned to the girl and said,

"Did he force you?" The

girl's face was a little red, and she said a little timidly: "No... He's my boyfriend!"

"Then why did you have a painful expression just now?" Hongyi said coldly.

Do you think the poor monk didn't see it?

Just now you were obviously frowning, and your expression was very painful.

"Uhhhh

Just now....

silently gestured to Hongyi.

In the end, Hongyi came back with a little red face.

Unexpectedly, today's young people are really in the world... Amitabha!

The bus is slow and leisurely along the highway like a bicycle.

The

car stopped!

Another passenger came up.

A girl with glasses holding a thick folder in her hands.

After coming up, he stood in front of the car and glanced at it, and sat next to Hongyi.

Xiao Qing is a tour guide, the international kind, this time I happened to go back to my hometown, I thought that so early, the shuttle bus to the city did not open, and I was ready to stop a taxi on the side of the road, but I didn't expect that there was really a bus to the city.

However, lately, I've seen a lot of various incidents of ghosts that have gone viral on the Internet.

Xiao Qing was also a little scared in her heart.

But as soon as the bus stopped, she took a look at the brand-new vehicle.

The bus driver's uncle is also very good, he smiles beautifully, and greets her warmly to get on the bus.

On top of that, there were a lot of people on board, and it would be almost 5 o'clock.

I didn't expect so many hard-working people.

But there were very few empty seats in the front half of the bus, and only one monk was left empty.

Xiao Qing would get motion sickness when she sat in the back of the car, so she sat next to Hongyi.

It's just that the monk next to him behaved strangely.

kept reaching out and flicking the head of an uncle in front of him.

And the uncle in front of him was not angry.

Could it be that the two of them know each other?

Xiao Qing couldn't help but think in her heart.

The car was still moving.

It's just that I don't know why, the weather is already summer, and it stands to reason that it will be bright at 5 o'clock, but this will look out from the car, and it will still be dark outside.

Xiao Qing picked up her mobile phone and boredly scrolled through the morning news.

"At 1 o'clock in the morning last night, when a No. 447 bus drove to Qinghe Bridge, a major accident occurred, and none of the buses were spared, and the death was tragic.

"There are currently 6 people in the car who have been salvaged to confirm the identity of the deceased, the bus driver, two college student couples, two migrant workers at a construction site, and the last one has only been salvaged and cannot be identified. "

Please continue to pay attention to this station, the salvage work is still continuing..."

"This station will continue to follow up and broadcast the latest developments!" "

Amitabha, 1... 2...... 3...... 4..."Xiao Qing was about to swipe through the news casually, but he didn't expect the monk next to him to pass his mobile phone without saying hello, and silently counted it in the car.

Then he showed a suddenly realized expression and said, "Amitabha, it seems that there are 9 dead people!"

Xiao Qing snatched the phone and stared at the monk in front of him angrily.

Something this is talking about

! Neurotic

! People obviously said that they only fished up 6 people, how do you know

that 9 people died? Moreover, what are you counting

in the car? 11 people in the car! Thinking of this, Xiao Qing suddenly felt that the advantages were wrong

! The monk and himself were two people!

11

minus 2 equaled 9.

Is this 9 people?

Xiao Qing glanced at it a little smugly.

Couple...... Migrant...... Driver...... Great....

I didn't dare to think about it, because the uncle sitting in front of me was exactly the same size as the headless corpse.

The most terrifying thing is that the clothes are exactly the same, they are all blue and white shirts, and the collar is not the ordinary kind that is folded down, but a small collar that is erected.

This is too much of a coincidence, right?

Xiao Qing was suddenly frightened and wanted to go to the toilet!