Cao Qinhua has stayed in this city for so long, but he has never been to this kind of place. He sighed and replied, "I don't know either."
Zhang Jiajia fell silent when she heard this, and held her boyfriend's arm tightly, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.
The car drove for a long time, but it didn't rush out of this ghost place.
Shen Mubai looked up and said, "We seem to have returned to the original place."
As soon as these words were said, Zhang Jiajia retorted subconsciously, "How is that possible?"
But the next moment, she noticed a broken tree outside, and instantly felt a surge of cold air.
She remembered that the tree was exactly the same as the one she saw not long ago, even the surrounding scenery was the same.
The bus stopped, the driver wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with a pale face, "There is no gas."
"Could it be that we encountered a ghost hitting the wall?" Zhang Jiajia felt horrified, and wanted to stick it to her boyfriend.
Cao Qinhua also felt that something was wrong. Although he felt a little weak under his feet, he calmed down, stood up and said, "In this case, we can only get out of the car and take a look."
The driver replied, "That's the only way to go, let's go down first."
There were seven people in the car plus himself, Shen Mubai glanced at the little girl who was sitting quietly on the seat, and reminded, "Little friend, it's time for us to get down."
The little girl's face turned pale, she grabbed the doll in her hand and said, "Are we lost?"
She looked only seven or eight years old, with a look of fear in her eyes.
Shen Mubai couldn't help stretching out a hand and said, "Yes, we got lost."
I am afraid that no one in the car understands his situation and thinks that he has temporarily lost his direction and position.
People got out of the car one after another, and there were two people who didn't speak at all. One was a middle-aged man in the corner, and the other was a boy with an indifferent expression.
Zhang Jiajia seemed to know that boy, she noticed it when she got out of the car, and was taken aback, "He Yi, why are you here too?"
The boy named He Yi glanced at her and said nothing.
Zhang Jiajia said angrily, "Damn, what an attitude, I'm still in the same class."
Cao Qinhua quickly comforted him, "Why are you angry with him? You still don't know his temperament."
Zhang Jiajia snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Shen Mubai took the little girl by the hand and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Qingqing." The girl said, holding her hand tightly while hugging the doll.
After the driver got out of the car, he lit a cigarette and started to smoke. He casually looked back, and when his gaze touched Zhang Jiajia and Cao Qinhua, his expression was strange for a moment.
Zhang Jiajia didn't notice, and was still chattering there, "You should check to see if your mobile phone has signal, and if so, call the police."
There are weeds all around, but there is a deserted rest stop in the distance. Although Shen Mubai knew that there would be no such thing as a signal, he took it out to look at it symbolically, and then replied, "I don't have any."
The middle-aged man who followed behind the crowd seemed a little silent and cowering, holding an old-fashioned mobile phone brand, and said, "I don't have mine either."
Zhang Jiajia looked at the last He Yi who didn't answer with an ugly face, "What about you?"
"You think if everyone doesn't have it, I will have it?" He Yi said casually.
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