Please, It's A Scary World

168. The Attacking Bus Is Weird Everywhere

The melodious and eloquent sound of the play wafted through the streets.

In the surrounding darkness, the hidden beings seemed to be extremely afraid of the welcoming team.

Fang Ming could clearly feel the darkness around him receding slowly.

The welcoming team is getting closer and closer, and the sound of the play is getting clearer and clearer.

Even if Fang Ming was sitting on the bus, he could feel the sound of the play directly entering his head.

Although I don't know what it means to sing, I just feel uncomfortable.

"The outside world is really too dangerous."

"It's still a little bit reluctant to come out at my current level."

"However, the rewards for this outing mission are still very generous.

"After helping the taboo paper figurine to solve the physical problem, my strength can rise to another level."

Fang Ming was a little lucky.

If they hadn't run into the old man and the little boy on the platform, they might have already met this huge wedding party at this time.

This formation looks much stronger than the funeral procession of the taboo paper figurines.

At least the team is bigger and stronger.

Especially the sedan chair that is as high as a two-story building looks too oppressive.

I don't know what 06 is in the sedan chair.

Is it a giant bride?

Not likely.

Fang Ming couldn't help swallowing.

But he dared not look any further.

With the previous experience of staring at the neighbors on the ninth floor, he felt that it was better not to look at them at all.

After all, the welcoming team is getting closer.

It is estimated that there is another half minute away, and we will meet the bus.

Fang Ming glanced at Seventh Brother next to him, and he was already stunned at this moment.

He finally knew why Fang Ming insisted on letting them get in the car.

If they continue to move forward, they will definitely not have any good results when they meet this happy event team.

Thinking of what the old man said, and Fang Ming's decisiveness.

He couldn't help but cast his eyes on Fang Ming's face, showing a hint of admiration.

Fang Ming nodded to him, smiled slightly, and motioned him to feel relieved.

Then he looked at the blood coffin placed in the aisle.

The blood coffin stopped there quietly, without any movement.

It seems that the taboo paper figurine prefers this kind of silence compared to talking.

The bus is moving at a constant speed.

Seeing the welcoming team constantly magnified in his eyes, Fang Ming couldn't help holding his breath.

"It should be...all right."

ten meters.

five meters.

three meters.

Suddenly, the welcoming team stopped abruptly.

With a swing of the red silk protruding from the sedan chair, dozens of people in red clothes who were walking in front were thrown in front of the bus with a whoosh.

"not good!"

Fang Ming's pupils constricted for a while, and his heart jumped up.

It seems that the existence in the sedan chair is not going to let the bus go.

But the bus driver continued to drive forward as if he hadn't seen the man in red in front of him.

"Pass!"

"Everything!"

All the men in red standing in front of the bus were knocked out.

But these people in red were all like porcelain dolls. When they were knocked out, they exploded into a blood mist in the air. The blood mist was so thick that it stuck to the car window.

Dozens of men in red exploded, and the entire bus was covered in blood mist.

From the outside, it has become a bloody moving cuboid.

However, the bus still did not stop.

The driver still stepped on the accelerator leisurely, fiddled with the steering wheel, and drove forward steadily.

And the other passengers in the car didn't seem to care about the outside situation at all, and they were still doing their own things.

The man with the scar took out a small knife from his pocket and began to sharpen his nails.

Pregnant women rub their stomachs constantly, as if to appease the fetus.

The pale young man slumped back, lying on the chair as if he had no bones.

Fang Ming noticed everyone's strange behavior, and the tension in his heart relaxed slightly.

"It seems that these two buses are not so simple."

"Otherwise, the old man on the platform wouldn't let me get on the train."

"Obviously he knows the special features of this bus, even if it is blocked, he will go forward bravely."

"It seems that we will pass safely, just get off at the incense and candle shop later.

"The taboo paper figurine should know the way."

Fang Ming gradually felt relieved.

Outside the car window, the blood mist wrapped on the bus began to make a sizzling sound.

Seems like it's going to corrode the whole car.

But no matter how the blood changes [it did not cause any damage to the bus.

"what?"

There was a question from outside that seemed to resound in the soul.

Apparently, the weirdness of the bus made the presence in the huge sedan chair somewhat unexpected.

Fang Ming could feel a terrifying look from the sedan chair on the bus.

This gaze seemed to see through everything on the bus.

After a while, when the bus had traveled a distance of fifty or sixty meters, the terrifying eyes slowly moved away.

The sound of singing came from behind.

"The colorful butterflies are in pairs outside the window, and I have no one to accompany me in the boudoir."

"I saw the passing carriages and horses, but I couldn't stop them no matter what."

"That's all, I'm going to find my wishful man

"My lover, wait for me to find you~"

The welcoming team started to pick up the sedan chair again, and the blood mist that had originally wrapped the outside of the bus also receded one after another.

He slipped from the car and formed bloody pits on the ground.

The next moment, dozens of men in red emerged from the bloody pit, with strange smiles still on their faces, and then merged into the welcoming team.

Chuichuidada, the hundred-meter-long welcoming team marched eastward.

Fang Ming sat up from his seat and looked towards the rear window of the car when the singing and playing were no longer heard.

The welcoming procession was no longer in sight.

"It's really the right thing to get in the car."

"When I go back, I have to thank the old man and the little boy.

"But why do I always feel that the little boy's smile is a bit malicious?"

"Is there any other danger in the car?"

Thinking of this, Fang Ming's expression suddenly turned serious.

"It seems that we didn't even pay for the car!" 347

"What... what should I pay for?"

"Paper money? Coins?"

"I can't speak yet, and I can't ask questions."

"It's stupid, I just said why I always feel something is wrong."

Fang Ming immediately became vigilant.

Moreover, he also thought of a serious problem.

That is, this bus obviously has no broadcast function.

So which stop is the candle shop?

And, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to have a site that is a joss stick shop.

It should be a certain station, there will be a candle shop.

So, what exactly is that station?

"I knew it wasn't that simple."

"The old man probably has some purpose in drinking the little boy, it's not purely helping me.

"Is there any information in what they said that I haven't deciphered?"

While Fang Ming was thinking hard, the bus suddenly stopped and the speed slowly slowed down.

There was only a sound of "squeak~~" brakes, and the bus stopped.

Fang Ming looked outside subconsciously, and saw the sign outside saying "Conscience Supermarket"

The bus door opens.

A fat man came up ahead.

Fang Ming's eyes immediately fell on the fat man.

He wants to see what this fat man will pay for.

The next moment, he saw a scene that made his eyes widen.

I saw that the fat man bit off his finger with a "click" and then threw it into the automatic coin box with a sly smile. .

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