[The bus starts running again.
Only this time, there were only a dozen people left in the carriage, and the seats were covered in blood—nearly half of them had stayed in the old rental house forever.
Everyone in the car looked dull, with despair in their eyes.
Because, no one knows what disaster will come next.
"Xiaozhi! Why did you just now, you!"
A voice full of resentment and disappointment sounded in the carriage.
Guo An turned his head to look, it was the little bastard with dyed hair.
The little gangster was pushed hard by the middle-aged woman beside him, and fell to the ground.
Blood spilled from the punk's arm, which had lost a large chunk of muscle.
"What's wrong with your sister? Ah? You are an unfilial son! You even bully your sister! How could I have such a son as you!"
The middle-aged woman had a disgusted face, while the little gangster showed a desperate expression.
"I've been protecting Twigs, but she deliberately pushed me up the stairs—"
Snapped-
The middle-aged woman's slap interrupted the little gangster's eager talk.
"Stop spitting blood! You little bastard, how dare you frame your sister!"
Facing the favoritism of the middle-aged woman, the young man lost his voice, lowered his head and stopped talking, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was crying.
However, no matter how badly he cried, the passengers on the bus couldn't feel any sympathy.
Everyone was expressionless, like a walking dead.
In the darkness, the bus is still driving quietly, carrying these confused and unconscious souls to the depths of hell.
The clown in a black suit overlooked the many souls in his hands, and the smile on the mask became more and more weird.]
—From "Hell's Bus"
The woman in red stood where she was, looking at the young man exuding a living aura and that bright smile—ever since she became a ghost, no one has smiled kindly at her.
With a lot of thoughts, she twisted her neck blankly, not realizing that her head had been turned 180 degrees.
"Please, you, enjoy..."
According to the request of the lord, the woman in red said every word.
Her tone was cold and unwavering, but it was indeed the limit of the emotions she could express.
Watching the scene where his head was flipped, Zhou Yu blinked, taking this as a test of the game.
As a game master, would he be intimidated by these
of course not!
So, Zhou Yu picked up the popcorn in hand and ate one, his smile became even brighter.
"Thank you, the taste is very good!"
The young man with baby fat on his face was full of smiles, his eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, and he focused on the female ghost with disheveled black hair and couldn't see his face clearly.
Under the dim light of the movie curtain, this scene actually showed a bit of beauty.
In another dimension, the clown who had been watching all this accidentally broke the gentleman's stick in his hand.
No emotion can be seen on the clown's hideously carved mask.
He just lowered his head and looked at the cane that had turned into two sections.
A ray of fire flashed on his white and clean gloves.
The clown looked at the ray of fire, letting the glaring light cast a little shadow on his mask.
The flames devoured the cane in an instant, reducing it to ashes.
After patting the dust off his hands, the clown's posture returned to its former elegance.
[The film is about to start, please sit down. ]
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yu returned to his seat with a face full of anticipation, looking at the curtain in front of him with bright eyes.
He is looking forward to seeing a super blockbuster, it will definitely be a treat!
And the female ghost in red behind the sofa left the room with small steps the moment Zhou Yu turned his head.
She didn't dare to float, because it would be a kind of disrespect to the lord—especially just now, she was keenly aware of the lord's sudden outburst of anger.
Thinking of the guy who made the lord angry last time—the soul has been sliced into candies by the lord, and sold in the hell amusement park.
Thinking of this, the female ghost in red suddenly became a little worried about the living person in the room.
I don't know if we can meet again—it's okay to meet after becoming a ghost, but I'm afraid that even the soul will be collected by the lord and sink into the depths of hell.
ahh-
In the apartment hall not far away, screams sounded again.
Obviously, someone broke in.
Changing his face to be more eerie, the red-clothed female ghost disappeared.
Her task is not yet complete.
She still needs to kill—and keep killing.
The killing continues.
In the room, the movie started to show.
Vivid characters appear on the screen one by one - the movie being shown is "Titanic"
Zhou Yu looked at a large group of mosaics on the movie screen, and his expression became a little numb.
It's okay to show an old movie, he can still watch it more or less.
But what is this!
Movies can also play mosaics
"Can I ask a question?"
[Of course, I will answer all your doubts. ]
"What's behind this mosaic?"
[It is a scene that is not suitable for children, dear passengers, please wait patiently, the scene will pass soon. ]
Zhou Yu covered his face weakly, and said unwillingly, "I'm already an adult! I'm nineteen this year!"
[…]
"Why don't you talk anymore?"
[Do you really want to know why? . ]
Zhou Yu paused, then asked in a daze, "Is the real reason strange?"
[Because I am jealous, jealous of those images that can be seen by you. ]
The room fell silent, only the speakers behind the curtain were still playing beautiful background music.
Zhou Yu completely lost the ability to speak.
His cheeks started to turn red, and his voice stammered a bit: "What, what, you, uh, I just, you just...not..."
Being defeated by this straight ball, Zhou Yu felt that his face was so hot that he could boil an egg.
What is this car TV doing? !
What the hell is he talking about!
How should I answer the call? !
Bang—boom! ! !
A loud noise came from upstairs, which successfully interrupted what Zhou Yu had been brewing for a long time before he was about to say it.
He swallowed the words that had come to his lips, and looked at the corner of the room strangely.
There was a lot of smoke.
There was a loud rumble from the broken stone and planks falling from the ceiling, and some human moans were crushed underneath.
The room that was exquisite and beautiful just now looked like a mess.
Seeing his beloved boy swallow back the words he was about to say, the clown's back tensed slightly, as if he was suppressing his inner emotions, but he quickly returned to normal.
It's just that he clenched the palm that was placed rigorously in front of him.
The force was so tight that the originally sharp white gloves became crumpled.
With a flash of flame, the glove was also reduced to ashes, and was easily abandoned by the original owner in the void.
The ghost hit the wall.
The ghost hit the wall.
No matter what, I can't get out.
Lao Qi walked down the familiar corridor floor for the fiftieth time with a sad face, and he pulled out a few more hairs from his head.
He didn't have many reward points at all, and he planned to go to a low-level supernatural film world, so he used his meager savings to exchange a few amulets, a low-level protective cover, and some scattered evil props-black donkey hooves and the like , is more than enough.
But now, it is not known whether it is because the world level is too high or some other reason, all his evil props are useless - he is trapped in the ghost wall, and he can't get out no matter what.
bump-
Suddenly, the wall beside him collapsed, and the dust kicked up made Qi cough.
"Cough cough cough! Damn, what the hell!"
A familiar glamorous woman crawled out of the hole formed by the collapsed wall, cursing as she crawled.
"His grandma's! I'm so exhausted! Fuck! It's just such a broken wall, so damn it!"
The moment the four eyes met was a kind of silent embarrassment.
The glamorous woman stared dumbfounded at Lao Qi's originally thick black and lush hairstyle, but now it has changed into a Mediterranean hairstyle.
Lao Qi was also stunned to see that he was in a mess, swearing all over his mouth, and he was no longer as graceful as before.
"Then what, cough, wig and wig."
"Oh oh oh, haha, old lady, no, I too, have a mouth fetish hahaha!"
The two parties exchanged business ideas for a while, and finally understood each other's background, stopped pretending, squatted in a corner and began to think about life.
"Old Qi, you really have nothing to do? If you can't get out again, I'm really scared, I'm afraid something will happen! Who doesn't know the tricks of horror movies, the more dangerous you go!"
Liucai lit a cigarette, puffed out the clouds, with a sad face.
Old Qi coughed and fanned the second-hand smoke to the side.
Facing the only teammate he could see face to face, he endured it, and suppressed the swearing.
"I have a talisman, which is enough for both of us, but the problem is that there are no ghosts here, just ghosts hit the wall. Seeing you like this, sisters, it seems that I have a deep understanding of it-you can't get out without props!"
Liucai's eyes flashed, she exhaled the smoke, and said, "Brother, to be honest, I also have a weapon, maybe it can help us, but to be safe, I need your amulet, brother."
"If Sister Liucai can help me out, this amulet will definitely be used on both of us!"
Old Qi's eyes lit up, and he quickly agreed.
In fact, they all know that there is no emotion in the reincarnation space, and there are only interests.
If you can help me, I will naturally give you something in exchange.
"Brothers!"
"Good ladies!"
The two talked to each other again, and then began to take out their props.
"Uh, are you sure this isn't for suicide?"
Lao Qi's jaw almost dropped from fright. Looking at the large crystal energy cannon in front of him, which was said to be able to blow up half a planet, his legs felt weak.
Liucai put out the cigarette, smiled, and said, "Don't be cowardly, brother, this is a pirated version! It's not as powerful as the original version, at most it can blow up a house!"
Lao Qi reluctantly believed it, and handed the amulet to Liucai.
"It can defend against the attack of a 300-year-old ghost. Don't worry, sister Liucai. I only have these two cards left." In fact, I still have three cards.
"Okay, no problem! Don't worry, I've spent a lot of money! This weapon is precious!" In fact, it was a fake and inferior product made by myself with parts from the garbage dump in the reincarnation space.
The two people who had their own thoughts were quite moved and shook hands again.
"Wish us success!"
"come on!"
Pressing the button, aiming the muzzle at the floor under their feet, the two of them covered their ears.
Rumble—!!!
thump-
Unexpectedly, the muzzle exploded the moment the beam was emitted.
The shock wave brought by the beam blasted away the rooms in the corridor on this floor, and also blasted a big hole in half of the corridor.
Lao Qi and Liu Cai were bruised and bruised by the shock waves and beams, and fell down.
"Liu Cai! You fucking!"
"Cough! I'm sorry bro, I have a quick-acting spray here, I apologize cough cough cough!"
The smoke gradually dissipated, and the two who had no time to get up saw a tall and thin figure approaching not far away.
He squatted down and looked at these two disgraced guys who were buried in the ruins.
The teenager with his grandmother's gray hair frowned.
"Is this—also a test?"
[…]
No, just two nasty reptiles strayed in.
The clown, who really wanted to know what the words he was about to say, broke the spare gentleman's stick in his hand again.