[Don't go any further! ]
[Can't go ahead! ]
[Don't go any further! ]
The cloud of smoke that passed them by before was still shouting not far from them, but the "people" on the road still ignored the sound of the smoke and kept walking forward.
"Excuse me, where do you want to take the child?!"
Because Aliu shouted "they should be in the car" like crazy, Lao Yan seemed to have some ideas in his mind, so he immediately stopped a young mother pushing a baby carriage.
When the young mother was stopped, her face also had a dazed look. After Lao Yan asked again, she said with a somewhat puzzled expression: [Where to go? ]
"Yeah, where are you going with the child?" Lao Yan asked again.
[Make an appointment with friends and go for a walk in a newly opened park. ] The young mother's hand holding the stroller tightened instantly, [From here, it should be two stops... just two stops... just two stops... ]
After speaking, the young mother walked away from Lao Yan and continued to walk forward.
"Old sir, where are you going?" Lao Yan anxiously stopped an old man who was staggering forward.
[My wife likes to drink porridge the most, and her favorite store is just one stop away. ] The old man seemed to be muttering to himself, while talking, he also avoided Lao Yan who was blocking the road, as if no one could stop them from moving forward.
That group of smokes who don't know their identity can't do it, and neither can the practitioners.
"Old man, which bus do you take?" Sister Ling next to her also asked.
[Road 44… ]
The old man seemed to reply subconsciously, without any intention of stopping.
[Are you tourists? ! Are you tourists? ! ] Before, she took the initiative to come to Lao Yan and their tour guide, and waved the flag in her hand, asking everyone who passed by her.
"Accidents must occur when people die." Su Zimo, who had packed up all kinds of picnic items, stood not far away, his expression that was still relaxed now became heavy, "Although I don't know how many people are alive here. , but I'm afraid most of them are dead people. An accident that killed so many people on such an ordinary road must have caused a lot of people to be shocked at that time."
“Route 44... Travel... ”
"I remember!"
When the other trainees didn't respond, Sister Ling in the team suddenly clapped her hands heavily and said with an annoyed expression, "If we had known about the No. 44 bus earlier, I would have been able to remember it earlier. One year thing!"
"Sister Ling, what's going on?" An An immediately leaned over, and even A Liu came over from the side.
"I have always been working in a newspaper office, and then I switched to new media because of the downturn in the newspaper office." Sister Ling said with a very solemn expression, "I remember when I first joined the newspaper office as an intern, it should have been more than ten years ago. The day I first entered the newspaper office, the entire newspaper office was so busy that the senior who was arranged to take care of me didn't even have time to introduce himself, so he pressed me in front of the manuscript to help."
"It turned out that there was a very serious traffic accident in Jiangdu City that day." Sister Ling stopped and took a deep breath, "A 50-seat tourist bus and a No. 44 bus collided at the intersection, and then collided together. Passing the isolation belt and stone pier in the nearby park, the doors of the two cars could not be opened due to the impact. The sparks generated by the friction ignited the fuel tank of the tour bus, which eventually caused a terrible explosion and fire! I can still remember the pictures in the report. ."
"Park?" Lao Yan was also surprised, "Didn't that mother just say she wants to take the child to the park?"
"If there is a collision at the intersection, there should be a car violating the traffic rules?" An An also asked.
"The driver of the tour bus may be driving fatigued, but because the driver died in the accident, there is no way to confirm this." Sister Ling recalled for a while, "It was the driver of the 44 bus who ran the red light, and was finally arrested by the police. It's definitely drunk driving, and even escaping from the driver's door, it should be impossible for me to leave prison in my life."
"Hehe, what's the use? Counting how many people are on this road, even if they are imprisoned for a thousand years, it is impossible for these people to leave this road." Aliu smiled mockingly.
"Wait a minute, which means... That driver is still alive? He's alive!" Lao Yan suddenly raised his voice and grabbed Sister Ling's hand, "Do you remember what he looked like?"
"It's good to be able to remember this!" Sister Ling also shook her head in distress.
"Then besides the driver, who else survived?" An An also hurriedly asked.
"It seems... It seems, but I really don't remember it." Sister Ling still shook her head, "Do you think that the real purpose of this mission is to find the survivors of the car accident from the people on this road. ?"
"There is only one possibility." Aliu and Lao Yan also nodded.
"At least one driver is still alive, we can try to find this driver." Sister Ling also slowly woke up, "This road is full of dead people who died in car accidents, only the living can leave this road! "
Just after the trainees sorted out their thoughts and came to a preliminary conclusion, Su Zimo suddenly found that something was wrong on the road, because all the pedestrians walking slowly on the road were not at the moment. Knowing why the speed increased again, before the practitioners came forward to ask, they had already walked in front of them.
All the practitioners could only speed up their pace again, and the four scattered their actions, found every passerby to take pictures, and asked their identities. As for the pedestrians on the highway, as long as Lao Yan and the others don't directly ask how they died, the pedestrians don't seem to attack the practitioners.
But Su Zimo still has some things he doesn't understand...
Even if the barefoot lady was really on the bus, were the two patients in hospital gowns also on the bus and tour bus
"I found it!"
The practitioners didn't know how long they ran forward, and they didn't know how many people they asked before they heard the girl An An shouting from the front.
Su Zimo followed with his bag on his back, and then saw the practitioners tightly surrounding a man who was holding his head and curled up there.
[I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it…]
It's like he's been surrounded by terrible nightmares for a year, two years, even ten years, a nightmare that he can't get rid of or even self-forgive, so he can only convince himself with some lies , but as he talks, he may even be persuaded by his own lies.
"Sir, sir, are you the driver of the No. 44 bus?" Lao Yan put his hand on the man's shoulder and asked in a gentle tone.
But what Su Zimo and everyone didn't expect was that Lao Yan had just put his hand on the man's shoulder when he saw him suddenly raise his head, his old haggard face was full of horror, and he opened his mouth wide and almost roared. shouting loudly—
[I really didn't mean it, your death is life! You are destined to die! ! ! You would have died! ]
That roar was hoarse and heart-piercing. It was obviously the cry of an ordinary person, but it rang through the sky at that moment, making a loud enough sound that everyone around could hear it.
That sentence "you would have died" was like a lingering spell, lingering in everyone's ears and lingering!
In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo realized that the pedestrians who were rushing fast or slow on the road stopped moving forward in an instant, and all the pedestrians turned to the trainee... The direction turned around.
That is, at this moment, those pedestrians who seemed to be very ordinary suddenly burst into flames!
More than 60 figures ignited flames, and the light was enough to illuminate the road, and it was enough to make all the trainees who had concentrated on dealing with the old driver come back to their senses.
And what they saw was the same as what Su Zimo saw.
The clothes and exposed skin of the pedestrians who were on fire began to burn, and most of their appearances were burned, and even the facial features were burned beyond recognition.
When everything was burned to ashes, the figure became black and blurred, and the dazzling flames gradually went out.
"It's the same as the photos taken by the reporter..." Sister Ling's voice began to tremble the moment she saw those charred figures.
The next second, there were countless charred figures at first glance, and they rushed towards the driver and the practitioners standing around the driver. They didn't roar or shout, but only the jaws of the gums were left open. , that opening and closing again and again seems to be asking for his life like the first perpetrator of the accident, as if accusing him of still shirk responsibility!
But these charred figures obviously turned the trainers beside the driver into targets of hatred. With their hands that were blackened and even exposed, they swarmed at Lao Yan and Sister Ling, the four trainees.
Su Zimo was not affected because he was standing some way away from them. He was like a bystander watching the practitioners surrounded by charred figures. At this time, if he wanted to break through the encirclement, he could no longer rely on any logical judgment. , can only rely on the abilities of their practitioners themselves, or find other ways of life that Su Zimo has not yet discovered.
"Get out of the way!"
Old Yan's voice came from the "people" group.
Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo saw a black flag floating in the crowd, with a few lines of remarks vaguely appearing on it.
Before Su Zimo could see it clearly, he found that Lao Yan was madly shaking the black flag in his hand, and seeing those charred figures retreating, they slammed out madly with the strength of their bodies!
That black flag should be a ghost weapon, but it doesn't seem to be very powerful, because most of the charred silhouettes driven by him only took a half step back, and then rushed forward again.
"How can it be possible to complete the task like this!" An An holds a large wooden teaching triangle stained with blood in his hand, and can also cause damage to those charred figures when swiping, but the strength seems to be extremely limited.
Among the four practitioners, the one with the most powerful ghost weapon should be Aliu, but he was desperately holding down the ghost eye behind his sunglasses, looking weaker than Sister Ling who only had an ordinary dagger beside him.
Taking advantage of the interval when the black flag was waving, Aliu relied on his small figure to forcefully squeeze out of the group of charred figures, and unexpectedly rushed in front of Su Zimo.
There were even some charred figures rushing towards Su Zimo's direction following Aliu's pace.
"You're a businessman, aren't you?" Aliu said loudly in a voice that Lao Yan and the others could hear behind him, "Please help us solve these guys, what is the price?"
Su Zimo subconsciously wanted to refuse, because he had also experienced many nightmare worlds and walked into the hearts of many so-called ghosts, so he didn't want to get involved in what happened on this road.
I don't even think that I have 100% ability to solve the current situation.
But at this time, the voice of the ghost umbrella rang in Su Zimo's ears again.
[Promise him, barter. ]
[Open the umbrella and turn on the recording function of Zhang Xiaoqing's phone. ]
Su Zimo didn't know what medicine was in the gourd of the ghost umbrella, but Ah Liu, who was fighting with the scorched figures with a dagger in his hand, looked really struggling. The umbrella with metal poles grazed A Liu's neck dangerously.
It can be seen that the trainee named Aliu has not strengthened his physique much, and he usually relies on powerful ghost eyes to deal with threats of this level. Therefore, under the condition of restraining and not using ghost eyes, Aliu The situation is really bad.
Su Zimo didn't immediately agree to deal with Aliu, but just held up the long black umbrella again in front of him.
Then, the white smartphone with a beautiful appearance was sent to Su Zimo's right hand.
Zhang Xiaoqing's mobile phone has no password. Although it is a three-star ghost device, it has always retained the basic functions of the mobile phone. It can even be inserted into an ordinary human's calling card to make calls. The system of the mobile phone is no different from that of an ordinary mobile phone.
So Su Zimo quickly found the recorder software that came with the phone, and then saw that there were two recording files stored in the recorder.
One of the recordings was marked - "The Music Score of the Dead".
…
Su Zimo had to admit that the ghost umbrella, which is stupid in some fields, is really a genius in ghost weapons and trading!
The three-star ghost device "Music Score of the Dead", whose scope of use was restricted due to the venue, was actually recorded by the ghost umbrella into the "Ghost Talk", which is also a three-star ghost device!
It's not that Su Zimo hadn't thought about recording Peng Peng's music, but as long as Peng Peng played the sound, even an ordinary Ode to Joy could not be recorded on a mobile phone.
Now that I think about it, the reason he will fail is a lack of suitable equipment. And this may be the reason why Ghost Umbrella hid Zhang Xiaoqing and Peng Peng together in the black umbrella from the very beginning.
"I can make a move." Su Zimo held the "Ghost Talk" tightly, smiled and looked at Aliu, who had fallen to the ground and was picked up by Lao Yan, "But it's still the old rules, barter. How about it?"
"One ghost weapon per person, anything can be done." Su Zimo's conditions are not high, and it will not cut off the back road of this group of practitioners.
But then, Ghost Umbrella said something in Su Zimo's ear.
Hearing Gui Umbrella's words, Su Zimo's eyes shifted, and he added another sentence to A Liu: "Besides, I want your eye."