Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

[Don’t go any further! ]

[Can’t go ahead! ]

[Don’t go any further! ]

The thick smoke that had passed them before still shouted in a place not far from them, but the "people" on the road still walked forward without paying attention to the sound of the thick smoke.

"Excuse me, where are you going to take your children?!"

Because Aliu shouted “They should be in the car” like crazy, there seemed to be some ideas in Lao Yan's mind, so he immediately stopped a young mother pushing the baby carriage.

When the young mother was stopped, her face was also blank, and Lao Yan asked again, before she said with a puzzled expression: [Where to go? ]

"Yeah, where are you going with your children?" Lao Yan asked again.

[Meet a friend and go for a walk in a newly opened park. ] The young mother held the stroller's hand and tightened instantly. [From here, it should be two stops... just two stops... just two stops...]

After talking, the young mother bypassed Lao Yan and went on.

"Old gentleman, where are you going?" Lao Yan stopped an old man lurching forward anxiously.

[My wife likes drinking porridge the most, and her favorite shop is just one stop away. ] The old man murmured to himself while speaking, while also bypassing the old Yan Yan who blocked the road, as if no one could stop them from going forward.

The thick smoke of the group does not know the identity, nor the experienced ones.

"Elderly, how many buses are you taking?" Ling sister next to him also asked.

[Road 44...]

The old man seemed to reply subconsciously, not at all meant to stop.

[Are you tourists? ! Are you tourists? ! ] I used to take the initiative to find Lao Yan and their guide lady. They also waved the flag and asked everyone who passed her.

"There must be accidents when people die." Su Zimo, who had packed up various picnic items, was standing not far away, and his already relaxed expression had become heavy at this time. "Although I don't know how many living people are here , But I am afraid most of them are dead people. On such an ordinary highway, there were accidents that killed so many people. At that time, it must have caused a lot of people."

"Road 44...Tourism..."

"I remembered it!"

When none of the other practitioners responded, Sister Ling in the team suddenly gave a big clap and an annoyed expression said: "If we knew about the 44 bus earlier, I can think of it earlier. Things of the year!"

"Sister Ling, what's going on?" An An immediately leaned over, and even Aliu approached from the side.

"I have been working in a newspaper office. Later, because of the sluggishness of the newspaper office, I switched to new media." Sister Ling said very solemnly, "I remember when I first entered the newspaper office as an intern, it should have been more than ten years ago. The day when I first entered the newspaper, the whole newspaper was busy and crazy. The seniors who were arranged to take care of me didn't even have time to introduce themselves, so they pressed me in front of the manuscript to help."

"It turned out that there was a very serious traffic accident in Jiangdu City that day." Ling Ling stopped and took a deep breath. "A fifty-seat tourist bus and a 44 bus collided at the intersection and then collided together. Passing the nearby park barrier and stone pier, the doors of the two cars could not be opened due to the impact. The sparks generated by the friction ignited the fuel tank of the tourist bus, which eventually caused a terrible explosion and fire accident! I can still think of the pictures in the report until now. ."

"Park?" Lao Yan was also surprised. "Isn't the mother just saying that she will take her to the park?"

"If there is a collision at the intersection, there should be a car that violates the traffic rules?" An An also asked.

"The driver of the tourist bus may be tired to drive, but because the driver was killed in the accident, this cannot be confirmed." Ling Ling recalled for a while with some trouble. "It is the driver of the 44 bus that was running the red light. It is sure to be drunk driving, although it is possible to escape from the door of the driver's seat, but this life should be impossible to leave the prison."

"Oh, what's the use? Counting how many people are on this road. Even if you have been in jail for a thousand years, you can't let these people go out of this road." A Liu smiled sarcastically.

"Wait, that is to say... the driver is still alive? It's a living person!" Lao Yan raised his voice suddenly, grabbed Sister Ling's hand, "Do you remember what he looked like?"

"It's already good to remember these!" Ling Ling shook her head in distress.

"Is there anyone other than the driver who survived?" An An asked quickly.

"It seems... there seems to be, but I really don't remember." Sister Ling shook her head. "You think the real purpose of this mission is to want us to find the survivors of the car accident from the people on this road. By?"

"There is only one possibility." Aliu and Lao Yan also nodded.

"At least one driver is a human who is still alive. We can try to find this driver." Sister Ling also woke up slowly. "This road is full of dead people killed in a car accident. Only living people can leave this road!" "

Just after the trainers sorted out their thoughts and reached a preliminary conclusion, Su Zimo suddenly found that something was wrong on this road, because all the pedestrians walking slowly on the road, this time not Knowing why the speed was accelerated again, before the practitioners came forward to ask, they had already come to their front.

All experienced players can only speed up their pace again. The four people dispersed their actions, found each passerby to take a picture, and asked their identity. As for pedestrians on the road, as long as Lao Yan does not directly ask them how they died, the pedestrians would not seem to attack the practitioners.

But Su Zimo still has some problems...

Even if the barefoot lady was really on the bus, are the two patients in sick suits on the bus and the coach?

"I found it!"

The practitioners did not know how long they ran forward, how many people were asked, and then they heard the girl An An shouting in front.

Su Zimo followed up with a bag, and then saw those practitioners tightly surrounding a man who was curled up with his head there. The man's body was trembling, and he was crying and whispering while trembling--

[I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it...]

It feels like I have been surrounded by terrible nightmares. One, two, or even ten years, a nightmare that can’t get rid of even self-forgiveness has been haunting this man, so that he can only convince himself with some lies , But as he said, he might even be convinced by his lies.

"Sir, sir, are you the driver of the No. 44 bus?" Lao Yan pressed his hand on the man's shoulder and asked gently.

What Su Zimo and everyone did not expect was that Lao Yan just put his hand on the man's shoulder, and saw him suddenly raise his head, an old haggard face was full of panic, his wide mouth almost roared Shouting loudly--

[I really didn’t mean it, your death is your life! Fate is destined to die! ! ! You will die! ]

The roar was hoarse and heart-to-heart, clearly an ordinary person's shout, but at that moment it rang through the sky, making a huge noise that everyone around could hear.

The sentence "You will die" is like a lingering curse, wrapped around everyone's ears, lingering!

Su Zimo was just a blink of an eye, and found that the pedestrians who were on the road faster or slower stopped walking for a moment, and all pedestrians were all directed to the experienced person...or to the driver. Turned around.

It was at this moment that the pedestrians who had seemed very ordinary suddenly ignited flames!

Flames ignited on more than sixty figures, the light was enough to illuminate the road, and it was enough to make the trainers who had originally focused on the old driver recover.

And what they saw was the same as Su Zimo saw.

The clothes and the exposed skin of the pedestrians who were burning with flames started to burn. Most of their appearances were burned, and even the facial features were burned beyond recognition.

When everything was burned to ashes, and the figure became black and fuzzy, the dazzling flame gradually extinguished.

"Same as the photos taken by the reporter..." Sister Ling's voice began to tremble at the moment she saw the burnt figures.

The next second, at that glance, there were countless burnt figures, rushing towards the driver and the trainers standing around the driver, they did not scream or shout, but only the mouth of the gum was left open It seems that opening and closing time and time again and again is like asking for life like the first perpetrator of the accident, like accusing him of still **** responsibility!

But these burnt black figures obviously turned the trainers around the driver into an object of hatred. The burnt black and even exposed the hands of the phalanx, swarming the four trainers who attacked Lao Yan and Sister Ling.

Su Zimo was not affected because he was standing a certain distance away from them. Like a bystander, he watched the practitioners surrounded by scorched figures. At this time, if he wanted to break through the encirclement, he could not rely on any logical judgment. They can only rely on the ability of their practitioners, or find other ways of life that Su Zimo has not yet discovered.

"All give up!"

Lao Yan's voice came from the "people" group.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo saw a black flag floating in the crowd, and a few lines of remarks appeared vaguely on it.

Su Zimo didn't have time to see clearly, and he found Lao Yan madly shaking the black flag in his hand. Seeing those black figures back, he crashed out with the strength of his body!

The black flag should be a ghost weapon, but it seems not very powerful, because most of the scorched black figure driven by him is only a half step back, and then rushed forward again.

"This way, how is it possible to complete the task!" An An held a wooden teaching large triangle ruler stained with blood in his hand, and he could also harm those black figures with his swing, but his strength seemed extremely limited.

Among the four experienced practitioners, Aliu should have the most powerful ghost weapon, but at this moment he desperately pressed the ghost eyes behind the sunglasses, which looked weaker than Ling Ling, who had only a common dagger beside him.

Taking advantage of the black flag waving, Aliu leaned on his thin body and squeezed out of the group of scorched black figures, rushing unexpectedly to Su Zimo.

There were even some dark figures rushing in the direction of Su Zimo following Aliu's pace.

"You are a businessman, right?" Aliu said loudly with the voice behind them that they could all hear, "Please help us solve these guys, what's the cost?"

Su Zimo subconsciously wanted to refuse, because he also experienced a lot of nightmare worlds, and walked into the hearts of many so-called ghosts, so he did not want to blend in what happened on this road.

I don't even think I have the ability to solve the situation at hand.

But at this time, the voice of the ghost umbrella rang again in Su Zimo's ear.

[Promise him to barter. ]

[Open the umbrella and open the recording function of Zhang Xiaoqing's mobile phone. ]

Su Zimo didn't know what medicine was contained in the gourd of the ghost umbrella, but Aliu, who fought with those daggers with a dagger, did seem to be very struggling. A certain figure's hand was tightly held by a charred hand. Umbrellas with metal poles swept Aliu's neck very dangerously.

It can be seen that this trainer named Aliu has not strengthened his physique, and relying on powerful ghost eyes on weekdays is enough to respond to this level of threat. Therefore, under the circumstances of not using ghost eyes, Aliu’s The situation is really bad.

Su Zimo did not immediately agree to a deal with Aliu, but just propped up a long black umbrella in front of him again.

Then, the white smartphone with a beautiful appearance was sent to Su Zimo's right hand.

Zhang Xiaoqing's mobile phone does not have a password. Although it is a three-star ghost device, it still retains the basic functions of the mobile phone. It can even be plugged in with a normal human calling card. The system of the mobile phone is no different from that of a normal mobile phone.

So Su Zimo quickly found the recorder software that came with the phone, and then saw two recording files stored in the recorder.

One of the recordings was marked "Music of the Dead".

...

Su Zimo has to admit that the silly ghost umbrella in some fields is really a genius in ghost weapons and trading!

Because of the venue, the use of the three-star ghost instrument "Music of the Dead", which was limited in scope, was recorded by the ghost umbrella into the "ghost call" which is also a three-star ghost instrument!

Su Zimo didn't think about recording Peng Peng's music, but as long as the sound played by Peng Peng, even ordinary odes of joy cannot be recorded by mobile phones.

Now that I think about it, the reason he will fail is because he lacks the right equipment. This may be the reason why the ghost umbrella hid Zhang Xiaoqing and Peng Peng together in the black umbrella from the beginning.

"I can do it." Su Zimo held "Li Li Talk" tightly, and smiled at A Liu who had fallen to the ground and was picked up by the old Yan. "But it's still the old rules. how about it?"

"Everyone has a ghost weapon. Anything can do anything." Su Zimo's condition is not high, so as not to break the back road of this group of experienced practitioners.

But then, the ghost umbrella said something to Su Zimo's ear.

After listening to the ghost umbrella, Su Zimo's eyes moved, and he added a word to Aliu: "Besides that, I want your eye."