Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 49: Midnight Bus
Chapter 49 Midnight Bus
"This talisman does not know the method, so it must not be used indiscriminately, otherwise disasters will happen."
"The red paper bases are all evil talismans?" I didn't expect that among the six talismans I randomly exchanged, there was a talisman paper that would bring bad luck.
"Not all red paper-backed talismans are evil talismans, but your talisman is too evil. Although the paper is ordinary paper, and the ink is also ordinary ink, the people who draw the talismans are not kind. Every stroke is full of resentment. In short, please listen to my advice, don't show this talisman lightly, let alone use it casually."
Folding the six talismans and putting them in my pocket, I cupped my hands towards Blind Liu: "Thank you for your advice, brother, I have offended you so much before, if I can survive tonight, I will come to my house and apologize."
"Why did your tone suddenly become as if you were explaining the funeral? Where are you going tonight?" Blind Liu pinched his fingers, and his eyes covered with black cloth seemed to see through my heart.
"I can't say, but I have to go, and it can only be me alone." I packed all the live broadcast equipment into a black suitcase, and I lit a cigarette. It was still two hours before twelve o'clock in the morning.
"It seems that you have made up your mind, and I will not stop it. I just made a calculation for you just now. It's hazy, and the hexagram is very ominous."
"Oh? What does the hexagram say?" This is the first time I let someone else tell your fortune. I never believed in these things before.
Liu Xiazi shook his head: "You can't go by horse or car. You'd better walk wherever you go tonight. Besides, you were born in winter, and you like fire and warm weather. Your fortune is in the south. Tonight, you must go. Don’t go north. The last point is that the winding path leads to secluded places, and the straight road does not take detours. Only when it seems far away is actually near, can you get to the place you want to go.”
He didn't stay long after speaking, coughed twice, and left with a shoulder pole.
"You can't take a bus, you can't go north, and you can't walk straight. These requirements are really strange." I kept it in mind, then turned on the computer and took the time to find out about the Jiangcheng No. 14 bus.
I don’t know if I don’t check it, but I’m shocked when I check it. There are 11 car accidents on the 14th road that have been reported in the news on the Internet.
Moreover, all accidents have one thing in common, that is, the last train on No. 14 is always involved in the accident.
No matter who drives the last bus, even a veteran driver will make some low-level mistakes inexplicably, leading to irreparable and tragic results.
Netizens also started to speculate about this. Some said that the route of the No. 14 bus is remote and the road conditions are very poor. I hope the relevant departments can pay attention to it.
Others said that the No. 14 bus has been using old-fashioned Minsheng brand cars, which should have been eliminated long ago due to disrepair, but the bus company insisted on resisting external pressure and continued to use it.
Twenty percent of those who hold the above two statements accounted for 20%, and the remaining 80% said that the person on the last bus of No. 14 was not a person, but a lost ghost.
This statement is not unreasonable, after all, the terminal of the No. 14 bus is the No. 3 Bridge Crematorium in Jiangcheng.
Besides, the bus company will pull an empty car every midnight of the Chinese Yuan Festival and the Shangyuan Festival. This strange regulation has also made many citizens unable to understand, but the bus company has never given a positive response, so the rumors that the last bus on No. 14 is dedicated to killing people have intensified.
As a native of Jiangcheng, although I have heard about it a little bit, I never took it to heart. Just like most people, I just regard it as a kind of conversation after dinner.
"If I knew today, I should have gone to the bus company to ask about it." The underworld show mission was only released four hours in advance, and the time was too short.
Following Xiazi Liu's words, I didn't take a taxi, but walked to the Miyun Mansion far away on the outskirts of the city.
"Why did you let me get on the bus from Miyun Mansion? The starting station is not the terminal station, but an inconspicuous station on the bus route map.
After walking for an hour and a half, I finally arrived at the Miyun Mansion before midnight. This place was much more desolate than I imagined.
Weeds are overgrown, and the half-built resort is like a patient who has been disembowelled, lying half dead on the wasteland.
The building was not completed, and the ground was piled with unused sand and dry concrete. The gate was knocked down, and half of the words Miyun Mansion were buried in the soil.
"The construction of the Miyun Mansion began a few years ago. It is known as the number one resort in South China. It was even on TV at the time, but it has been so many years, and it has not yet been completed."
There was no one in sight a few hundred meters away, but there were dots of lights in the two-story farmhouse farther away.
It took me a long time to see the bus stop sign, a lonely iron sign, with only the route map of the No. 14 bus on it.
"There is only one bus, which is really miserable." After checking the time, it was five minutes before twelve o'clock in the morning, I put down my black suitcase, sat on the curb, took out a cigarette and smoked silently stand up.
"Will the bus come? At twelve o'clock in the morning, it stands to reason that it should be out of service."
After a while, all the lights of the small farmhouse in the distance were extinguished, and only the cigarette **** in my mouth shimmered in the endless night.
"It doesn't matter, it will be twelve o'clock immediately, and the live broadcast will start!" I opened the suitcase, considering that this time I might broadcast the live broadcast in the bus, so I didn't use the camera, just took out the large-screen mobile phone, turned on the camera function, Plug in the mobile coding stick and click on the **** show.
"Getting images..."
"The barrage is connecting..."
"The data is stable, do you want to start the live broadcast?"
"Yes."
"Welcome the Teletubbies died of murder into the live broadcast room, welcome Tieling Biao to enter the live broadcast room, welcome..."
As soon as the broadcast started, the popularity soared to 50. Familiar IDs flashed by, but I couldn't be happier.
Officer Huang from class two of the third year and Ren Shuaihuo's sister Zhi Ai's death are inseparable from the underworld show. In other words, the viewers in my live broadcast room may be watching with the rest of their lives My live.
"First of all, welcome everyone to the Super Thriller live broadcast room. Before starting today's live broadcast, I must tell you that not everyone can see this live broadcast. Anyone who broadcasts the live broadcast may encounter fatal disasters, I hope all the water friends will be more careful!" I reminded the water friends because I was worried about their lives, and I did not tell the death of Uncle Huang and Huang Guanxing because I Also want to live.
For a livestream to work, it has to be watched, and death never stops.
"The anchor has started bragging again, who are you scaring? Please be less routine and more sincere."
"This coercion came out of nowhere, without any foreshadowing, it's forced coercion, bad review!"
Teletubbies died of murder and rewarded 99 coins in the super horror live broadcast room: "You are not allowed to say that about the anchor, I have watched the anchor twice live, and I feel that the anchor is working very hard, and her acting skills are close to the heroine of an island country action movie!"
"Why is the picture quality a little unclear today? Is it because I **** too much that causes myopia?"
"Nonsense, the biology teacher told me that the eyes have nothing to do with ding ding, too much masturbation will only make the palms pregnant!"
"Good boy, I've learned a lot, next time I will definitely wear gloves!"
"66666!"
Bullet screens flew up in the live broadcast room. No one took what I said to heart. I shook my head and smiled bitterly. ..."
"I'm going, the anchor wants to go racing, fasten your seat belts! New drivers please put coins in the car!"
"Drip! Student card!"
"Drip! Senior card!"
"Drip! Because your face is too handsome, this instrument cannot recognize it temporarily!"
"Everyone, be quiet, the car I'm going to take this time is not an ordinary car." I hurriedly stopped the old drivers who started fighting after a disagreement, and explained the situation of the last bus on Jiangcheng No. 14 to Shuiyou.
While I was explaining, a 60-70-year-old grandma sat across the road with an iron basin and a bag of paper money.
She was facing where I was sitting, or she happened to be sitting at the return stop sign of the 14 bus.
"Where did she come from?" I didn't pay attention at first, but within a few minutes, the grandma burned paper money on the main road, crying while burning, with a very miserable voice.