I open a hotel in Thriller World

Chapter 210 Nether Bus
The driver is a male, estimated to be in his early 30s, while the conductor is a female, slightly fat, ageless, with heavy makeup on her face.

From the looks of it, this ghost bus is most likely a horror game.

"The Nether Bus, heading for the east gate of Wuwang City, the next stop is Xihai Funeral Home."

The radio on the bus announced the site information, and the conductor also stood up from her seat, arched her body, shrunk her neck, and asked the passengers one by one for the corresponding ghost yuan.

Because Qin Che was sitting in the corner of the back row, the girl came to Qin Che's side only after the other passengers had bought their tickets.

"Excuse me, which station are you going to?"

"Kaipinen Processing Factory." Qin Che thought for a while, and said the name of this site.

"Okay, it's... it's... the twelve ghosts."

Qin Che nodded, and took out one hundred ghost dollars, which was the smallest denomination on his body.

"Please wait a moment." The girl stretched out a trembling hand, took the hundred ghosts, stuffed it into the small yellow leather bag on her waist, and then trembling, took out the change.

Suddenly, she trembled violently and cried out in surprise, all the money fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, take your time." Qin Che smiled at her.

The girl nodded again and again, supported the seat, picked up all the money on the ground, and handed it to Qin Che, then tore off a ticket from the pile of tickets hanging on her body and handed it to Qin Che, then returned to her seat. He kept taking deep breaths.

It seems that it should be the first time to come to the horror world.

Qin Che didn't pay attention, leaning on the bed, watching the scene of quickly receding outside the window.

With the power of a fierce god, his perception ability has also risen.

The passenger in the car is the highest rank, that is, an old man, a high-ranking ghost.

At first, he was still hostile towards Qin Che, but when Qin Che released his fierce aura, he lost his mind and sat obediently in his seat.

"Xihai Funeral Home, here we are. Please get off the car through the back door. Please be careful when you open the door. The next stop is Heiwan Village."

The car door opened with a bang, and a cold air rushed into the car along with the wind outside the car. Like winter, the air-conditioning poured into the car, making Qin Che shiver uncontrollably.

The two passengers got out of the car through the rear door and disappeared in the yellow smoke.

As for the front door, a tall man with a black coffin walked up.

It is roughly estimated that he must be two meters tall, but such a tall figure still looks a bit short under the dark coffin.

Qin Che couldn't help clicking his tongue.

Can such a big coffin be carried on the bus by him?

The coffin was nailed full of twisted and mottled black nails, and the coffin lid was like an open door. When it opened and closed, a strange breath leaked out from inside.

The man glanced at Qin Che, frowned, and said nothing.

The bus started slowly, and the girl stood up from her seat, walked up to the man, and asked aloud, "Hello, where do you want to go?"

The man did not speak, but took out a crumpled banknote from his pocket.

The girl didn't say much, she tore off a ten yuan ticket and handed it to the man.

However, in the next instant, a pitch-black hand protruded from the coffin and grabbed the girl's arm.

She subconsciously exclaimed, took two steps back, and then, in horror, found that her left hand had been ripped off.

Qin Che heard the exclamation and followed the sound.

Seeing blood dripping in the carriage, the girl screamed and shrank to the ground, and all the passengers looked out the window, not daring to say a word.

Just as the black hand in the coffin was about to go further, a blue-black brick smashed past.

The ghost hand retracted into the coffin in an instant.

The funeral ghost's eyes instantly fell on Qin Che who was in the back row of the car, and he said in a sinister voice, "Don't meddle in your own business."

"This is the bus, not your house. If you want to eat people, go out and eat."

Qin Che looked at the black mist condensed in the hands of the funeral ghost, and released his own fierce power.

The funeral ghost was obviously stunned, with fear in his eyes, he bowed his head towards Qin Che and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Vicious God."

As he spoke, he reached into the coffin at the back, took out an arm, and put it on the girl.

But... that was not her original hand, it was covered with corpse spots, densely packed with purple blood clots.

The girl looked at her left hand in disbelief, and immediately cast a grateful look at Qin Che.

"Heiwan Village, here we are. Please get off the car through the back door. Please be careful when you open the door. The next stop is Hanfeng Farm."

The car door was wide open, and the funeral ghost didn't dare to linger any longer, and immediately jumped down.

A large number of passengers got on the train, and suddenly, the whole carriage became crowded.

Even Qin Che had a passenger seated beside him.

Her neck was empty, only broken flesh and dripping blood, holding her head in her hands.

Qin Che glanced at her, only to see that the female ghost turned around, and said with the head in her hand, "Are you okay?"

"You are beautiful." Qin Che said casually.

"Thank you." The female ghost said, then turned around and looked quietly at the back of the seat in front of her.

Soon, the girl came to collect the fare. After collecting the fare, she stopped at the back row of the bus and said to Qin Che, "Thank you!"

Qin Che shook his head slightly, but did not speak.

He got off the train in twenty stops, and after getting off the train, it all depended on her luck.

Fortunately, there are only a few passengers like funeral ghosts.

"Cold Wind Farm, here we are. Please get off the car through the back door. Please be careful when you open the door. The next stop is the Forest of Blood."

Almost all the passengers on the car got off at this stop, and a dozen new passengers got on.

They all carried large and small black plastic bags in their hands.

Immediately, the whole car was filled with the smell of blood.

Qin Che looked at the huge Hanfeng Farm through the window, and lowered his head for a moment.

It seems... the ghost chef on the top floor of Laisheng Hotel often orders ingredients from here.

The ice cream I made for Mocia before, with the blue eyes on it, was ordered from here.

"Go and eat!" the glutton yelled, and his scarlet tongue stuck out from Qin Che's palm, pointing at the cold wind farm which was getting farther and farther away.

Qin Che sighed.

Since the gluttonous ghost followed him, he hadn't eaten any decent food, except for the occasional ghosts that he could swallow, the rest was the smell of ghosts.

However, Ghost Fragrance can only satisfy hunger.

However, their destination this time is Kai Pinen Processing Factory, where there are probably a lot of things that can be eaten by gluttons.

Qin Che calmed the glutton's emotions before he retracted his tongue.

Before I knew it, half of the journey was over, and the passengers on the bus went back and forth, changing several batches.

"Hei Corpse Reservoir, here we are, please get off the car through the back door, please be careful when opening the door, the next stop is Samuel Church."

Another large group of ghosts boarded the car, but Qin Che didn't care at all.

However, the glutton became agitated again.

Qin Che looked towards the front door of the bus.

A tall and thin man with a weak breath mixed in with the ghost crowd and ran onto the bus, holding a machete that was still dripping blood in his hand, wearing a dress that didn't match his height at all, the zipper couldn't be closed at all, Exposing the bloody body inside.

Qin Che frowned.

Because, he saw the JDJ logo on that dress.

(End of this chapter)