Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 59: No.3 Bridge Crematorium

Chapter 59 Bridge No. 3 Crematorium

The whistling cold wind poured into the car, it felt like the plastic wrap that had been covering my face was torn off, and I was finally able to breathe freely.

After breaking through the maze, everyone in the car looked at me differently.

"There is a Taoist priest in our car, brother, do you know a lot?" Wang Chunfu acted accordingly, as if he had forgotten the unhappiness with me before, and approached with a hypocritical smile.

I ignored him and patted the driver on the shoulder: "Wipe off your sweat and drive quickly."

Sitting back in her seat, Yiyi turned around feeling incredible: "How did you do it?"

She asked the voices of most of the people in the car, all of them pricking up their ears to eavesdrop.

"It was your mother who taught me, and everything is due to her." Pushing the source of the talisman paper to someone who does not exist is what I planned before I took out the talisman paper.

"Mom? Did she say anything to you?"

"Of course there is." I touched Yiyi's head and made up a white lie: "She said that as long as you are obedient, you will see her soon."

"Ding dong! Duanwanglou is here, please take your belongings and get off from the back door, please go away when you get off."

When I arrived at the station, I checked the road map of Route 14. I hoped that the next stop downstairs would be the No. 3 Bridge Crematorium. Tonight's live broadcast task will be completed soon.

"Get off the bus, don't worry about your brother, it's good if we can save our lives." Wang Chunfu comforted Jianye. car.

"Hey, if you don't want to die, sit with me to the terminal." I stood up and looked at everyone coldly: "I just remind you once, a person must have a beginning and an end."

The way I used the guide talisman to break through the maze just now was imprinted in their minds. When I opened my mouth, they became hesitant.

Frankly speaking, I don't care about the lives of these people at all, I just want to complete the optional task of the underworld show-every one more person alive will reward one point.

"Don't go, don't go, we listen to you."

Three minutes passed and no one got out of the car. The driver closed the door and was about to drive to the last stop.

I also breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, I finally saved this group of bastards, if they get out of the car and die in the end, then my efforts will be in vain.

"The vehicle is starting, please sit still and hold on. You are welcome to take the unmanned ticket vending bus No. 14. Please prepare change when getting on the bus and insert a coin. Passengers who get on the bus please move to the back door. The next stop is No. 3 Bridge Cremation Field."

Turning his head and looking out the window, it is about three o'clock in the morning, which is the darkest hour of the night.

"The station will arrive soon, but there is still a long time before dawn. This does not look like the style of the underworld show." I always feel a little uneasy, and I suddenly remembered the yellow paper given by the Taoist priest of Qingtu , quietly opened it, and although there was only a short line of words inside, it sent chills down my spine.

Let go of Yiyi's hand, I took out a cigarette and put it in my mouth, and took out the lighter, but it couldn't ignite anyway.

"Uncle, can I help you?"

Looking at Yiyi's pure and bright eyes, I shook my head silently. The information on the yellow paper told me that all my previous reasoning was probably wrong.

The roads are getting more and more difficult, dilapidated cars are bumping up and down, and the land on both sides is barren, and no family can be seen.

In the dark night, only the blue-yellow headlights illuminate the road ahead, like a boat ferrying on the underworld.

About ten minutes later, rows of buildings appeared, with retro blue tiles and light red courtyard walls. That was the No. 3 Bridge Crematorium.

There are more and more paper money in the middle of the road. When the evening wind blows, it is a vast expanse of whiteness. Further inside, it seems to be a garbage dump, filled with the wreckage of various ghost paper horses, and exaggerated faces with bright colors. Shaking in the wind.

I shuddered and became more silent.

"Ding dong! The No. 3 bridge crematorium is here, please take your belongings and get off from the back door, please go away."

As soon as the announcement sounded, everyone in the car stood up from their seats, as if it had been discussed in advance.

"Get out of the car." What should come will always come, I patted my chest, and when my hand fell, the Maoshan Seven Gang Talisman was already hidden in my palm.

The gate of No. 3 Bridge Crematorium is facing the station. When I left the No. 14 bus and stepped on the ground with both feet, the text message from the underworld show arrived as scheduled.

"Ding!"

"Live broadcast task: Arrive at Miyun Mansion in the early hours of midnight, take the No. 14 bus and arrive at the terminal alive to complete."

"Rating now..."

"Complete the live broadcast task to get one point; if the peak number of live viewers exceeds 1,000, three points will be rewarded; if the total amount of gifts obtained during the live broadcast exceeds 1,000 ghost coins, two points will be rewarded; if the entrustment from the underworld is not completed, one point will be deducted." /

"Optional task: protect the passengers in the car to complete, two extra points will be rewarded."

"The statistics are complete, and a total of seven points have been obtained for this live broadcast."

When I saw the text message from the underworld show, my complexion became even worse, not because of the pitiful low points of this live broadcast, but because of the optional task.

I clearly remember that the optional missions are very clear - to protect the passengers in the car, and reward one point for each additional person alive.

But now? Including the driver, a total of eight people arrived at the terminal, but I was only rewarded with two points!

This means that six of the eight of them are not human!

"Successfully arrived at No. 3 Bridge Crematorium, did not complete the commission from the underworld, and triggered the mandatory task-survive until dawn!" As I expected, the worst situation appeared.

"The driver, Yuan Feng, Wang Chunfu, Jianye, Zhang Rong, Yiyi, the hospital gown, and that weird little girl sitting at the back of the car, who among the eight is a human? And who is a ghost? ?”

I took out the yellow paper given by the Taoist priest of Qingtu Temple, and looked at the words on it again.

"Is it Yiyi?"

"What are you looking at?" Seeing me standing there for a long time, Yuan Feng rolled his eyes and walked towards me.

"What am I doing, do I need to report to you?" When I was in the car, I checked his details on the Internet, and the news only said that his whereabouts were unknown, and no one knew whether he was alive or dead.

"Don't make noise, we all live and die together, there's no need to hurt our peace." Wang Chunfu forced a smile, his voice trembling, and the bus stopped at the entrance of the crematorium, anyone would feel scared.

Zhang Rong, who had lost one of her high heels, also got out of the car, looking around like a thief, making sure that the ghost in red was not following, and then ran behind the men.

"Go away, if you didn't kill us, we wouldn't be in such a mess."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please let me be with you." She cried and begged.

When Yuan Feng saw Zhang Rong, he kicked him over: "Sangmen Xing, get out."

Several people treated Zhang Rong very badly, but I was the only one who remained silent. Zhang Rong thought I was sympathetic to her, so she ran over and hugged my legs with her broken arms: "You are a policeman, please help me , you can ask me to do anything!"

"You can do whatever you want?" I narrowed my eyes slightly: "Then can you tell me, are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhang Rong was stunned for a long time because of my sudden question, she hammered her head: "Headache..."

Breaking her hand away, I stood among several people, but I felt lonely, "There are only two living people among the eight passengers, what are you kidding?"

"Where are we going now? Are we going to wait in this ghost place until dawn?" Wang Chunfu was obviously asking for my opinion.

"I'm not going anywhere." I waved to Yiyi, and then looked for another little girl. I had a hunch that they were the key to tonight.

"Everyone, three minutes have passed, it's time for us to get in the car." The driver poked his head out of the window, his face seemed to be covered with sweat that would never be wiped off.

"Let's go? We've reached the terminal, where do we go?"

"Get ready to return, everyone, hurry up, you can't stay at each stop for five minutes at most!" The driver's words made everyone panic, "Aren't you planning to stay in the crematorium for one night? This place doesn't even have their own jobs. No one dares to stay at night!"

It is indeed a scary thing to stay in the crematorium late at night, but the No. 14 car parked not far away seems even weirder.

"You have been emphasizing that you can't stay for more than five minutes. Today I want to see what will happen after five minutes?" Yuan Feng sneered and made up his mind to stand with me.

"How many of you?"

"Our family is at Duanwanglou at the last stop, or..."

"Quiet me!" Holding Yiyi's hand, I came from behind the bus: "One of us is missing, didn't you notice it?"

I searched around but couldn't find the little girl who had been sitting at the back of the car. It seems that she disappeared as soon as No. 14 bus arrived at No. 3 Bridge Crematorium.