Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 975

Bai Lang got up early the next day and drove directly to the station. As expected, a bus drove slowly in the night. "It's rare. I haven't seen this kind of dragon bus for many years?" Thinking carefully, it seems that I have seen it when I traveled to the capital a few years ago. Bai Lang got on the bus.

Before getting in the car, he knew that it was not normal - it was just a scrapped car moving on the road, but it gave people the impression that it was intact. There were no dead people in the car yet, and there were no dead souls, but the car itself was possessed by spirits, and sooner or later it would be occupied by dead souls and become a ghost car. "It has no spiritual intelligence, but this can't go on."

Bai Lang was thinking seriously about the solution. One way was to make the general drink, and the other was to drink until the soul flew away. But Bai Lang suddenly thought of a way, "It is said that there is a martial art called magnetic field rotation. Although it is not very useful, it is quite unique. I remember that someone once gave me a piece of paper, which seems to be useful."

So Bai Lang fumbled around and found a piece of paper. "Oh, it's blinding!" Bai Lang muttered, and stuck the piece of paper under the chair. The car drove for more than 40 minutes and finally stopped at the "terminal station". Looking out of the car window, it was the facade of a zoo. After Bai Lang got off the car, he found that it was just a piece of land that had been allocated but not developed.

Three people got on the car, and except for Bai Lang, the other two were stunned for a long time after getting off the car and were scared. Bai Lang walked to the side and waited for a few minutes before the road rage came - a fake driver projected in three dimensions was sitting in the driver's seat, otherwise the little secret of the driverless car would be exposed.

"My scanning system tells me that there is something wrong with this place!" Road Rage expressed his opinion on the horn, "It needs a bigger equivalent!"

Bai Lang nodded, "Hmm, it reminds me of a certain rule weirdness. Maybe the emergence of these things is really related to the collective consciousness of mankind." There are so-called abysses in some places in the endless void - deeper and darker than other places in the void, and they instinctively absorb other worlds to grow.

But the world swallowed by it will instinctively turn over and pass through the abyss - so the abyss is trying to swallow it while constantly losing it, and the abyss and the world within a certain range outside it form a circle. The big guys in the tavern have seen many such circles.

Bai Lang had also heard of it, but he had never seen it before. "Now I have seen it. Perhaps this is the influence of the abyss - the closer you are to it, the more idealistic it becomes." Humanity's collective consciousness changes reality, and the "gods" that these consciousnesses can create are undoubtedly evil gods.

"Maybe there will be a chance to see it later." Bai Lang said, leaning back in his chair. "By the way, please edit a report on your computer and send it to the higher-ups, saying that this thing is not dangerous and that I have already dealt with it - it will never become a ghost car, but will become something like a mousetrap. I have left some very nice gifts for those dead souls who want to possess me."

Bai Lang returned to the guesthouse, and the report had been sent out - he was just waiting for the audit department to review it, and then he would get a bonus. Up to now, Bai Lang was only a peripheral member of the team, an auxiliary police officer rather than a regular member, or he had half a regular member, and could enjoy medical and treatment benefits under certain circumstances, and could buy internal supplies like regular members. The bus was only half a step away from the ghost car. That night, there were gusts of cold wind entangled the shabby bus that had returned to its original shape - the bus was parked in a weedy parking lot, and this small parking lot was strangely enclosed in the middle by several high-rise buildings. There were no windows on the side facing the parking lot, and there was only a zigzag road leading to the outside that allowed bicycles and small electric vehicles to pass.

Even the exit of this road is a slum, passing through a passage made up of typical illegal buildings with arcades on top. There are not many people living in this slum, and not many people live here - of course, if they were to be relocated, they would find that it is full of registered permanent residences. There is absolutely no way a bus can pass through here, not even an ordinary car can drive through.

  But this car can go out for a ride and come back at a fixed time every day.

Now, in this unattended, overgrown, and cold parking lot, an unknown wind blew up. Several human figures were vaguely seen floating close to the car. Several "people" appeared in the dilapidated car. Their faces were pale but they seemed to be quite clean, but their figures seemed to be somewhat transparent.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the whole bus seemed to have gone back in time and became 80% to 90% new. The figures also sat down in their seats, and one person sat in the driver's seat. The bus that Bai Lang saw was normal at first, but it immediately felt cold. There was no need to turn on the air conditioner in summer.

The light also flickered. It was originally an ordinary white light, but it seemed to turn dark red in an instant, but quickly returned to normal.

The car started silently, and the time was still 11:30 p.m., not even 4:30 in the morning when the car started moving.

There were no people on the road outside the compound now - this block was mostly filled with similar compounds, not many people lived there, and there were two people waiting for the bus at the bus stop, looking at their phones. "Why is the bus so early today?" The midnight snack bus was supposed to come on schedule, but it seemed to be about ten minutes early tonight.

The two men were both office workers from nearby companies, working overtime every day. Due to their living conditions, they both took this bus. This was the first time they had met someone who arrived early. Although they were not from the same company, they had gotten to know each other over the past few days. Ge Jiazhi and Chen Yuzhang got on the bus with dark circles under their eyes.

They sat down one after the other, and Chen Yuzhang muttered, "Hey, there are a lot of people here tonight?"

In addition to the two of them, there were actually six other people in the car, which was also rare. Normally, there were at most three or four passengers. The car started moving, and there was no sound in the car. After driving for about five or six minutes, Ge Jiazhi's WeChat popped up, and it was from Chen Yuzhang behind him, "Brother, there's something wrong with this car! Except for us, no one seems to be looking at their phones? They don't seem to be sleeping, why do I feel like they are all looking at us?"