Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 50: Strange Passenger
Chapter 50 The Strange Passenger
I wanted to ask her about her situation. Looking at the rising flames and hearing the heartbroken cries, my eyes were blurred, but I couldn't take a step.
"She burns paper money on the road. Could it be that her family died on this road?"
"Or maybe the workers of the Miyun Mansion died here because of an accident?"
"If you cry so sadly, the one who died must be a close relative."
My mind was inexplicably filled with distracting thoughts, the fire weakened, and the bag of paper money was burned out quickly.
"Uncle, can I ask if this is the No. 14 bus stop?" A voice suddenly came from behind.
I was taken aback. I turned around and saw a girl with a schoolbag.
It looks like he is only twelve or thirteen years old, so he probably hasn't been in junior high school yet.
"That's right, this is the stop sign of No. 14 bus."
"Oh, thank you." She smiled sweetly and stood beside me.
I don't know why, when I looked across the road again, the old man had already left, leaving only embers of burning paper money on the road.
"Gone?" I don't know when the old man left, it just feels like a little while has passed.
"What's gone?" The female student next to me shook her ponytail and looked down at me.
"It's okay, an old woman I've never met before." I patted the dust and stood up from the ground, looking at the girl beside me from the corner of my eye.
Height 150, young and immature, dressed very cutely, like a flower about to bloom, can't wait to show her most beautiful side to everyone.
"Hi, what's your name?"
"Liu Yiyi."
"Why did you come to the station when you didn't go home at night?" I was a little puzzled, the girl was already a beauty, she even put on light makeup, she looked pure and charming, if she met a bad guy, the consequences would be disastrous.
She didn't answer directly, but kicked the gravel on the side of the road with her toes, and asked, "Then why don't you go home at night? Do you have to wait here for the bus?"
"I..." This girl's eloquent tongue stopped me from asking, "Hurry up and go home, you see that there is not even a light in the hundreds of meters around."
"I'm not going back, I have to wait for the bus."
"What bus are you waiting for? Didn't you read clearly on the stop sign? The last bus departs at 9:30, and it has been out of service for a long time now. Where are you going? It's really not possible. Take a taxi."
"My mother said you can't take things from strangers." The girl is very principled, with two ponytails sticking up her head, looking quite interesting.
"Your mother must have said not to run around in the dark, go home quickly, don't let her worry."
The girl lowered her head and said after a while, "My mother is not at home, I'm going to find her."
This is a stubborn girl, I can't persuade her, so I can only wait with her.
"Do you think the No. 14 bus will come?" After a moment of silence, the girl blinked her big eyes and looked at me pitifully.
"It will come." In fact, I really don't want the No. 14 bus to appear. I am even willing to stand on the side of the road all night, and I don't want to take the last bus that is often late.
About one o'clock, when I was about to fall asleep sitting on the curb, on the uneven road in the distance, two yellowish green headlights pierced the night.
"Route 14, here we come!"
The bus drove very slowly. It took five minutes from seeing the lights to when it pulled into the station and stopped.
"Ding dong! The Miyun mansion is here, please take your belongings and get off through the back door. Please go away after getting off."
"Vehicles entering the station, please pay attention to pedestrians and vehicles. No. 14 unmanned ticket sales car, please get on the bus from the front door, and put 1 yuan in the car. There will be no change on the car."
The familiar radio sound came into my ears, and I lost all sleepiness, and I jumped up with excitement.
"No way, at one o'clock in the morning, the No. 14 bus is still operating? It seems that there are still many passengers on it. Is the rumor true?" It is the 14 road lights.
The front and rear doors of the bus were opened, and I stopped Liu Yiyi, who was about to get on the bus with a one-dollar bill, and signaled her to wait a moment.
After a while, an old gentleman came down from the back door. It was not yet autumn, but the old man was wearing a thick cotton coat with a scarf around his neck. He looked like he was seriously ill, but he walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he was across the road and stopped beside the pile of burnt paper money.
I was about to take a closer look, but I didn't want Yiyi to let go of my hand and get into the car first.
No way, I also took out a one-yuan coin and got in the car through the front door.
This is an old-fashioned old-fashioned "Minsheng" bus that can no longer be worn out. The manual lever is activated, the wiper is broken, and the inside of the car is even more mottled, with a strange smell.
Although there is no obvious **** on the ground, the paint peeling is very serious, and the seats are all made of wood. Sitting on it is like sitting on a coffin board, which is very uncomfortable.
"The vehicle is starting, please sit still and support yourself. You are welcome to take the No. 14 unmanned ticket vending bus. Please prepare change and insert a coin when you get on the bus. Passengers who get on the bus, please move to the back door. The next stop is Encun."
I didn't sit down immediately, but looked at every passenger in the car while looking for a seat.
The driver was a young man, who looked younger than me. He was wearing the uniform of a passenger transport company, his eyes were fixed on the steering wheel, and his forehead was soaked with sweat.
"Is it so hot? Is it the cold sweat from fright?"
He was wearing his work card backwards, with the photo side facing inwards, so he couldn't see any information.
I moved slowly, but he didn't urge him, his temper was too good, and he didn't have the impatience of his peers at all.
Next to the driver's seat, sitting behind is Liu Yiyi. This girl took off her schoolbag and made faces at me.
Sitting a few seats away was a middle-aged aunt, dressed in ordinary clothes, as if she had just finished dancing in the square and was about to go home.
"At one o'clock in the morning, it stands to reason that people of her age should have gone to bed long ago. Where is she going by bus 14?"
Diagonally behind the aunt is a couple who seem to be divorced. They are in their early twenties. The woman is lying in the man's arms and does not want to leave, but the man keeps frowning, a little disgusted.
Sitting across the aisle from the couple was a patient, to be precise, a strange man in a hospital gown with a bandage on his head.
This man was about forty years old, his face was extremely pale, he kept mumbling, and the leg inside the seat was shaking unconsciously.
"No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like a normal person, but why do I feel that he is the most normal in this car?" The meanings of the two normal are naturally different, so I continued to look back.
A girl was sitting in the penultimate row of the bus, about the same age as Liu Yiyi, she seemed to have just cried, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was holding a schoolbag in her arms.
"There are two girls?" I remembered the phone call I received when the underworld show released the mission. A woman said a word in it: "Promise me, don't let my daughter get in the car! Promise me! "
"Which one is your daughter?" The task of the underworld show is really not simple, and it is impossible to be seen through casually. I have too few clues at hand, so I can only let nature take its course.
In the last row of the bus, a woman with heavy make-up was sitting near the window, with big waves, dressed like a bartender in a karaoke bar.
Beside her, a woman in a red dress with her hair completely covering her face was half leaning on her body. What's even more surprising was that the woman with heavy make-up seemed to be unable to see the woman in red, concentrating on playing with her mobile phone.
"What kind of combination is this?" I looked away and sat on the empty seat behind Liu Yiyi.
"Uncle, where are you going to get off?" No one in the bus spoke, it was very quiet, so I could hear Liu Yiyi's voice clearly.
"Don't talk, don't move around, get out of the car when you get there, you know?" I lowered my head and responded in a low voice, but I was wondering in my heart: "Can't this silly girl see that a car full of people is abnormal?"
The driver saw me take my seat and was about to drive when someone suddenly grabbed the half-closed car door: "It's time to catch up, hurry up!"
Three workers wearing hard hats stepped into the car. Their clothes were covered with paint spots and their shoes were covered with mud.
"That's not right, how could the Miyun mansion have been stopped for many years and workers got on the bus at such a late hour?"
"Ghosts can also drink alcohol?" I shook my head, maybe they were just invited by the nearby farmers to repair the house.
After the three of them sat down firmly, the doors closed, and the No. 14 bus started slowly, my third horror live broadcast officially began.
"The car started, the road was smooth, and I was driving north. I didn't follow any of the three pieces of advice given to me by Blind Liu..." Looking out the window with a wry smile, the ashes of paper money on the side of the road were blown around by the wind. An old man wrapped in a scarf disappeared. I could only vaguely see a black and white photo frame in the iron basin, and the old man in the photo frame seemed to be smiling at me.