Netherworld Investigator Chapter 370: Platform ghosts

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Seeing the ghost bus getting closer and closer, Zhou Yang suddenly started trotting and shouted to us as he ran: "It's not stopping at this stop, hurry up to the next stop!"

"Huh? Still getting in the car?" I said reluctantly.

We voted, except for me, they all want to get in the car to see, I can only obey the majority by the minority.

We hurried to the stop sign ahead, and when the car got closer, we realized that the speed was not slow, and it was difficult to run over it with two legs. Sun Bingxin ran very hard in her sandals. Wang Dali seized the opportunity and said: "I will carry you!"

Sun Bingxin dragged down the sandals and held them in her hands: "It's okay, I ran barefoot."

What should I do if I step on glass ballast or pebbles on the road, I couldn't bear it, I bent down and said, "Come on!"

Sun Bingxin hesitated for a few seconds, threw herself on my back, and asked me in a low voice: "Is it heavy?"

"Lighter than Huang Xiaotao!" I replied.

"Bad!" She twitched my ear.

We ran under the stop sign, the bus stopped here, opened the door with a splash, and several people immediately filed in.

The car was empty, Zhou Yang craned his neck curiously: "Why is there no conductor?"

Wang Dali said grimly: "You may have to charge your soul for the ticket!"

Zhou Yang stared at him sternly: "Don't talk nonsense, okay, is this kind of joke casual?"

Wang Dali sneered and said: "I don't have the guts to do so. I am still a superb blogger. I feel embarrassed for you!"

Looking at Wang Dali sounding the counterattack horn, Sun Bingxin and I both laughed. The four of us were looking for a seat in the back row. Zhou Yang took the phone to take pictures everywhere. I warned: "Don’t shoot us, be careful. You violated the right of portrait."

Zhou Yang said with a smile: "Why do I take pictures of you, you are not good-looking, I will take pictures of these two beauties."

Sun Bingxin said: "Brother Song Yang, smashed his phone!"

I stood up, Zhou Yang hurriedly hid the phone behind me: "Hey, why are you like this, you can't afford to make a joke?"

Zhou Yang ran to the front and sat down. He seemed to want to talk to the driver, but the driver looked strange and scary. He couldn't muster the courage. The car kept driving. I observed for a moment and said, "It's not a big deal. Yes, it's just an ordinary bus."

The Wang Dali in the back row suddenly screamed. It shook my eardrums. I asked, "What are you doing!"

Wang Dali pointed his tongue out the window with a knotted tongue: "Yoko, look at the shadow!"

We looked in that direction. At first, we only saw the dark road. When the bus passed a wall, the reflection of the car appeared on it. From it, we could actually see people sitting next to the window. Silhouette.

Sun Bingxin screamed in fright: "There are really ghosts in the car!" Then he hugged me tightly.

Wang Dali, Luo Youyou, and Zhou Yang all screamed in fright, but I was indifferent. What if it is a ghost?

I said, "I don’t understand one thing. Usually, some supernatural novels say that ghosts have no shadows, and other novels say that ghosts have no shadows in photos. After all, ghosts have shadows and no shadows in TM. Give an exact answer?"

Zhou Yang said: "Don't be there and don't understand nonsense. There are people in the car, but we can't see it."

I retorted: "An invisible object means light can be transmitted. If it can transmit light, why is there a shadow?"

Zhou Yang forcefully explained: "Ghosts exist in another dimension, and those shadows are projected from another dimension."

I laughed: "It's a four-dimensional space again. What is a four-dimensional space, please tell me..."

Zhou Yang was speechless for a moment: "Then how do you explain the ghost that just appeared?"

I said: "There must be a scientific explanation, but I don't think those are ghosts."

Zhou Yang scolded: "You people who are superstitious in science are simply hopeless!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down angrily. I said to my heart ‘superstitious science’. This is the first time I have heard of the term. Could it be that in his consciousness, if there is something up and down, he thinks about the supernatural, which is the normal three views?

Our talk and talk greatly diluted the weird atmosphere in the car. When the bus passed a street light, we once again saw the silhouette sitting by the window of the car.

I pointed to the projection on the ground and said: "These shadows are motionless, a little suspicious!"

Wang Dali interjected: "Of course the ghost will not move."

I said coldly: "Where is there any ghost bus, I'll go to the driver and ask!"

At this moment, the car stopped suddenly, and two women and a man came up. Both women were dressed in bright makeup and exposedly dressed. The man was big and thick, with a wretched look. He kept winking at the two women: "You guys. Think about it again, stay with me all night and you won’t suffer a loss, you still have money to make."

The man smelled of alcohol, as if he was the wretched uncle who came out of the nightclub.

The three of them sat in the front row grinningly, and a woman said, "Is it interesting for you to be a stalker like this? We work in a nightclub, and we are not out for sale. You want to find a hair salon girl for a prostitute."

The man rubbed his hands and smiled: "This is so ugly, I am not interested in the two of you, how about it, think about it?"

Sun Bingxin whispered: "It's disgusting!"

The man suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh, which bus is this." Then he asked Zhou Yang next to him: "Brother, which bus is this?"

Zhou Yang said coldly that he didn't know.

Dare to feel that these three people got on the wrong car somehow. The man continued to persuade the two women to stay with him for the night. I suggested to the others: "Let’s get off at the next stop."

Wang Dali asked in a low voice: "Finally came up, how about sit down to the end and have a look?"

I deliberately frightened him: "It was said on the Internet that this car was driven to the Yin Cao Jifu, or you should stay and experience it alone."

This trick is really effective to cure the person's body by the way of the person, and Wang Dali shivered in fright: "Go and go, get off at the next stop!"

The car passed a stop sign, but it didn't stop. The wretched man suddenly stood up, walked to the driver and knocked on the seat back: "Man, man, why don't you stop, is this car going to Xinxiang?"

The driver didn't answer, and the wretched man took more heavily: "Dumb, why don't you talk?"

Wang Dali tremblingly said: "He will die! He will definitely die!"

I said disdainfully: "Really? Then I have to wait and see."

The wretched man was annoyed, and he reached out to shake the driver's arm. An unexpected thing happened. The driver's arm fell off the roots and rolled to his feet.

The wretched man screamed: "Ghost! Ghost!"

The atmosphere of horror was contagious, and the whole car was full of screams, but I was not affected. I clearly saw that it was a prosthetic that fell on the ground.

The driver quietly picked up the prosthesis, put it back in, and continued driving.

The wretched man was terrified, he slapped the car door desperately with his hand, shouting like a pig: "Let me down! Let me down!"

At this time, the car stopped, and the wretched man stood by the door with his leg clamped by the door. Tao yelled, and kept pulling his leg, asking us for help. I stood up and said to the driver, "Master, close the door. !"

The driver didn't seem to hear outside sounds at all. After waiting for half a minute, the door closed, but did not open again, and the car continued on the road.