Zheng Yi was very dissatisfied with this answer: [You also have to be more confident, at least talk about June or four.]
Xiao Li laughed, changed the subject, and asked casually: [How are you doing?]
Zheng Yi: [Fortunately, I just feel that the dungeon has become more and more difficult recently. In the last world, two people died in our team. Alas, Xiao Li, can we form a team with you next time? Let me hold a thigh.]
Xiao Li replied with a "good" emoji.
Zheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief: [Thank you, big guy.JPG.]
Xiao Li chatted with Zheng Yi for a while, and the little black cat who had been sleeping in the little yellow book suddenly came out, wrinkled his little nose, and tried the cup with Coke.
Just when it wanted to stick out its little tongue to take a sip, Xiao Li took the cup.
The little black cat fell into the air, it jumped on Xiao Li's lap reluctantly, and arched him with its wet little nose: "Meow."
Xiao Li looked at it, one of its paws pressed against the edge of the cup, and the round cat eyes were like tenfold beauty contact lenses, as if they were making a deal with him.
Xiao Li: "You can't drink this."
Little black cat: "Meow meow meow."
Xiao Li opened the little yellow book on the side and glanced at the translation: [I can drink, I am not an ordinary cat.]
Xiao Li: "Will you be good next time you take a shower?"
The little black cat tangled for a while, then moved its nose and sniffed again: "Meow."
[Can only be washed once.]
Xiao Li stretched out his finger and compared a "1": "That can only be licked."
The little black cat got permission, it hugged Xiao Li's wrist with its two front paws, the soft meat pad rested on the back of his hand, raised the cat's head and quickly took a sip from the cola.
Then it released its claws, and dropped its body back on its knees, licking its mouth as if relishing the taste of cola.
After it was finished, the little black cat turned to Xiao Li again: "Meow."
[One more bite.]
Xiao Li: "Do you think this is a reward for opening the cap, and another bottle?"
He put the cola on the coffee table on the other side, held the little black cat's head between his palms, and rubbed it back and forth.
The cat fur is soft and feels very good.
The little black cat meowed, realizing that Xiao Li would not give it any more drinks, so he pushed Xiao Li's hand away with his paws, and jumped on the cat climbing frame by the window with his hind legs. The meat pad washes his face.
Small looks very comfortable.
Xiao Li hung the ancient painting back on the wall, then opened the game on his phone and played two more games.
After the little black cat finished washing its face, it jumped off the cat climbing frame lightly, its body was coiled into a prototype, and it shrank beside Xiao Li.
Before Xiao Li went to bed, Shen Mizhi's sense of existence was not strong, only after he got into bed, a message from Shen Mizhi sent him a message: [Good night.]
With the phone on the bedside, Xiao Li was already asleep and didn't see this message.
Before Xiao Li woke up, Shen Mizhi withdrew that sentence again.
—
A few days passed in a blink of an eye.
Xiao Li didn't know when he next entered the dungeon world, so he took a long vacation with the school and rested at home for a few days.
In the end, Zheng Yi ended his long vacation, and he sent a message to Xiao Li: [Xiao Li, there is a classmate in our school who... something happened to her, she's hell, I can't help her, I want to ask if you have any empty?]
Xiao Li: [What did she meet?]
Zheng Yi seems to be very troubled: [I can't tell... Are you free now? If I have time, I will bring her to your house to find you? I haven't been to your new home yet.]
[… Row.] Xiao Li paused for a while, then responded quickly.
On the same day, Zheng Yi drove his arrogant sports car and parked under Xiao Li's house. He brought a girl, wearing a school uniform, with a gray face and heavy dark circles under her eyes.
At first glance, it looks like a ghost or insomnia.
Zheng Yi came to Xiao Li for the first time. He was born in a wealthy family. It was a bit shabby to see that the house was not big, but the owner of the house was Xiao Li, and he had the right to experience life as the other party.
The girl sat down on the sofa, Xiao Li poured her a cup of hot tea and sat aside by himself: "What's going on?"
Zheng Yi didn't even bother to visit Xiao Li's new home, he sat down beside Xiao Li: "She is a junior, her name is Qi Ning, a friend of a friend of mine - I don't know what to say, let her tell you herself. Bar."
The girl named "Qining" raised her head, the heat of the tea engulfed her eyes, but the fear in her eyes could not be erased, she said slowly, "Xiao Li, do you believe in ghosts?"
Xiao Li: "I've seen this thing, what happened to you?"
Qi Ning looked at Xiao Li unexpectedly, and after a long time she took the cup of hot tea, took a sip, and began to speak slowly: "Since last month, I have been staying at school for tutoring because I have to participate in the math competition. , I don't go back until after ten o'clock every time."
"My family is not good, and I entered the school with a scholarship. My parents' stalls don't close until the early hours of the morning, so I always take the bus home."
"The bus I took was on the side of the road 20 minutes away from the school. The last bus was at 10:35, so I usually wait for the last bus."
"The weather was bad that day, and it was raining lightly. I didn't bring an umbrella, because borrowing an umbrella delayed some work. By the time I trotted to the bus stop, it was very late. But I couldn't get a taxi, and it was too far to walk back. , I just thought in case, so I waited, and as a result... I waited for the car."
When Qi Ning recalled the scene at that time, the whole person shuddered.
"The bus had an old-fashioned appearance, it looked old in every way, and there was no bus number on the front."
"In addition to the one I usually take at that platform, there is only another bus, but its last bus is 7 o'clock in the evening, and it has long passed the time, so I didn't think much about it and went straight to that bus."
The girl was talking slowly, and when she said this, she slammed down the hot tea in her hand, and then got scalded and coughed a few times.
Xiao Li took a few tissues for her: "Speak slowly."
The little black cat was attracted by Qi Ning's experience. Lying on the ground, it pricked up its ears quietly, looking more and more like a rabbit.
Tan Li, who was hanging on the curtains, was a little curious, and turned his head to face the living room when no one was paying attention; even the singer in the ancient painting turned half of his face slightly, joined the melon-eaters, and stared at Qi Ning's Look overhead.
Zheng Yi, who had already heard it once, had a little resistance, he looked away from Qi Ning's face who was wiping water, looked at the painting hanging above her head, and suddenly asked Xiao Li, "Is this painting... Moved?"
As soon as Zheng Yi spoke, Qi Ning jumped up and his wrists began to tremble nervously.
"It's nothing, your eyes are dazzled." Xiao Li hinted at Zheng Yi with his eyes, reached out and beckoned the little black cat, and tucked it into Qi Ning's arms, "You can rest assured, I am very safe here."
The warm hair of the little animal in her arms comforted Qi Ning, and her forehead overflowed with dense cold sweat. After slowing down, he continued: "The driver is a middle-aged man, very thin, with strange spots on his skin. I thought it was a skin disease at first, but then I thought about it... It was obviously a corpse spot."
"I put in a coin and sat down, I'm used to sitting in the double seat in the back."
"There were very few people in that car. There were only four people. No one spoke in the whole car. It was very quiet, like a coffin."
"I felt a little uneasy for some reason, so I started to observe other people. The one-seater in front of me was an old lady, with her back hunched over, she didn't do anything, just stared straight ahead."
"The other person is sitting in the last row, it's a woman, she can't see her face, but strange, strange... She's sitting on the bus with an umbrella!"
"Why would anyone hold an umbrella on the bus? The umbrella covered her face. I couldn't see clearly, and I didn't dare to look, so I looked away."
"Besides the two of them, there is also a young man in a hospital gown. He is shaking and doing nothing, as if he is afraid of something."
"The last person was sitting in the double seat opposite me. He didn't wear shoes, and his feet were covered with blue and purple marks. He looked at him. It was this person, when I looked at him... He, he also looked at him. I!"
"I can't describe the look in his eyes, it was an indescribable... dead silence, as if he was a dead person, and I also realized at that time that this car is definitely not ordinary."
"The guy who looked at me, he said to me: 'Where are you going?'. I just said the name of my site and he said, 'Then you got in the wrong car.'"
"I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked why, but he didn't say anything and just sat there."
"That car drove for a long time, like it would never get to the next stop. I looked at the rain outside the window and realized that I couldn't recognize the scenery around here. This is not my way home at all. I am very Frightened, I stood up and called the driver to say that I wanted to get off the bus, but the driver asked me without looking back: 'Why?'. I said I got in the wrong car, but the driver said that the reason was not sufficient, the car could only be used in The station stops, I can only wait for the next station."
"But I don't know if it was my illusion, just when I said I was in the wrong car, several other people... were looking at me, they... they didn't want me to get out of the car."
"I was very uneasy. After waiting for a long time, I finally got to the next stop. I stood up immediately and was ready to rush out of the car at any time."
"Through the window, I saw a woman standing on the platform, her head was split in half, but she could walk, still stand, and even... wanted to get on the train. !"
"The car stopped, it stopped at the station, and the front and rear doors opened. I tried to get out of the car like crazy, but the old lady reached out and grabbed me, she wanted to drag me back and make me her scapegoat, She wanted to get out of the car by herself - I scratched at her like crazy and eventually rushed down just before the door closed."
"This station is on the outskirts of the city. It's too far. I have no choice but to ask my parents to close the stall early to pick me up. I thought everything was over, but it was just the beginning."
"After I went back, I found that there was a mark where I was caught by the old lady. I started to have a fever, and I could see vague shadows when I was lying down. I couldn't even live in class."
Qi Ning stopped here and rubbed her eyes.
Zheng Yi added: "Because of that incident, I have been collecting information on the supernatural, so she found me through a friend and wanted to ask if there was a way to exorcise her. I used a few talismans for her, but It's no use, I just thought of you."
After Xiao Li heard this story, he immediately thought of the ghost train that met Wang Huai in a dungeon world before. It also traveled in various worlds. If he hadn't found a special way, it could even go on forever.
This bus... Could it be the same
Xiao Li turned his gaze to Qi Ning, the girl was very thin and seemed to be tortured.
When it comes to exorcising evil spirits, Xiao Li actually has nothing to do, but with Ye Zeqing's birth, he should be a master in this regard.
Xiao Li sent Ye Zeqing a message, roughly describing the situation and asking him if he was free.
Ye Zeqing: [It's rare that you have something to ask me, and I have to be free even if I don't have time. I'll come right away.]
Xiao Li put away the phone and said to Qi Ning, "I'm not very good at exorcism. I found a friend to help you. Don't worry, he is a master."
"Thank you... After the incident, my parents said I was crazy." Qi Ning smiled bitterly, "But I know I'm not crazy, those are real."
Zheng Yidao: "Before I saw a ghost, I didn't believe it, but now, I'm the only spiritualist in my family."
Perhaps because of the existence of the same kind, Qi Ning looked a little better, and she began to try to talk to Zheng Yi.
About half an hour later, Ye Zeqing arrived at the scene.
As a member of the Ye family from the ghost exorcism family, Ye Zeqing was no stranger to this kind of thing.
He took out a lighter, burned the talisman paper to ashes, mixed it into the water, and said to Qi Ning, "Drink it."
Qi Ning's face twitched, maybe she was really frightened, she drank it directly without hesitation.
"Give me your hand."
Ye Zeqing held Qi Ning's wrist, watching the circle of handprints, and then a tattoo-like black figure swam down from his arm and swam to Qi Ning's hand like a life. Strangely, the handprint on Qi Ning's hand seemed to have been absorbed by Ye Zeqing's little ghost, and it quickly faded away, returning to its original complexion.
"It's alright." Ye Zeqing said.
Qi Ning moved her wrist. She seemed to be able to detect the temperature change on her body, and a pleasant smile appeared on her face: "It's really good... Thank you, thank you."
Xiao Li also said to Ye Zeqing, "Thank you."
Ye Zeqing glanced at him helplessly: "...Xiao Li, enough is enough."
Zheng Yi noticed that Ye Zeqing was also a reincarnator, and he asked curiously, "Who is this?"
Ye Zeqing said coolly, "Yan Luo."
Zheng Yi has obviously heard his name - Ye Zeqing, the young master of the Ye family, is born with a ghost body, and is considered a little famous among the reincarnators, but here in Zheng Yi, Ye Zeqing's biggest label is not. It's Mo Blow.
Yan Luo, in the forum, has madly touted Moriarty.
And Zheng Yi himself is a summer blow.
So Zheng Yi's enthusiasm for getting to know this person also faded, and he didn't quite understand why Xiao Li became friends with Mo Chui. He said with a normal courtesy: "Zheng Yi, classmate Xiao Li."
Ye Zeqing could sense his indifference. He didn't remember Zheng Yi's account name, and there was still some strange attitude of the other party in his heart, but he didn't show it, and nodded coldly on the surface.
Xiao Li ignored the chatter between the two, and he said to Qi Ning again: "Qining, where is the station where you usually sit?"
Although Qi Ning was strange, he still replied: "It's on the 107th road over Yongshou Road. It's very dangerous there, so try to avoid it."
Xiao Li nodded and chatted with Qi Ning for a few more words, and in the girl's reluctant little black cat's eyes, he sent Qi Ning away.
Ye Zeqing didn't leave, he looked at the girl's back: "Xiao Li - don't you think?"
Xiao Li affirmed his statement: "Go and see."
Before Ye Zeqing could express his opinion, Zheng Yi jumped up. He and Xiao Li had never partnered a few times. Hearing what they meant, he really wanted to take the supernatural bus. Do you want to take that bus?"
Xiao Li: "Aren't you curious?"
Zheng Yi: "...not curious, I think life is the most important thing."
Xiao Li praised him: "You did the right thing."
Zheng Yi: "..."
I didn't feel complimented at all.
—
That night, in front of the platform.
It was late at night, and the number of pedestrians on the side of the road had changed from few to no. There were three people standing under the platform, namely Xiao Li, Zheng Yi and others.
Zheng Yi said that life comes first, but he still followed curiously and said, "I'll just take a look, I won't go up."
Ye Zeqing was already accustomed to Xiao Li's style, and he has been a little bold recently, thinking that he is Xiao Li's partner and should not run away.
The night wind was a little stronger. The platform was leaning against a tree. The dry branches were nailed to the soil like the minions of some kind of creature. It looked a little weird for some reason.
This is not a copy, but a reality.
This fact gave the scene an even more terrifying color.
I don't know since when, a light rain floated in the air, it fell to the ground, and it fell into a lot of water.
There was the roar of a car in the distance, and a bus came slowly, its right headlight was broken, drooping on the front of the car, the body was dilapidated, and the whole car seemed to be filled with strange fog.
This is a hearse for the dead.
The driver's face was blank. He stopped in front of the station and pressed the door button.
The bus did not stop in front of Xiao Li, but was facing Ye Zeqing.
Even though Ye Zeqing was well prepared, when faced with this scene, his hair was still standing on end—due to his physical condition, he felt the horror of the ghost in this car better than anyone else.
"I really want to go up..." Ye Zeqing glanced at Xiao Li.
Xiao Li thought for a while: "This is not a copy, I'll just go, you can wait for the news."
But Ye Zeqing had already come here. If he backed away, wouldn't it mean that he was afraid? How can a strong man be afraid of this challenge
And the car was parked in front of him, so he couldn't say to Xiao Li, "Please come first."
Ye Zeqing thought in his heart that he would kill himself one day sooner or later, then got on the bus, took out two steel pegs from his pocket, and put in coins.
Xiao Li was in line behind him. He raised his foot and was about to step on the steps of the front door of the bus - just at this moment, the door closed.
The driver seized the opportunity as if he had encountered some kind of beast, and pressed the door close button hard, and the door closed by wiping Xiao Li's nose—
He stepped on the accelerator again, and the supernatural bus started to drive forward. For some reason, the back of the bus seemed to be fleeing in a hurry.
Xiao Li, who was left at the station: "..."
He hasn't gotten in the car yet - what's the matter, it's still with a refusal? !
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