Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 105

At first glance.

Among the many supernatural events where ferocious ghosts are rampant, the supernatural bus is indeed a "harmless to humans and animals" type, which can not only help suppress the supernatural, but also not cause too much harm.

But the group of ghost drivers who borrowed the supernatural bus didn't know that this bus was far from as simple as imagined.

According to the information obtained in the tattoo parlor.

The supernatural bus is likely to be a special thing that can lead to the interlayer between reality and the underworld, wandering between the two worlds.

The underworld is the world of the dead.

And every stop the ghost bus arrives at is a ghostly place that has fallen into the world of the dead. It is impossible to imagine how many weird and terrifying curses of ghosts exist in it, and it is an absolute forbidden zone for the living.

"If it's really a supernatural bus, that's good news for me. The situation of the ghost species is getting worse and worse. It's just a matter of taking advantage of the special nature of the bus to temporarily suppress it for a while."

Lin Fan lowered his head and looked at his pale, bloodless skin, which was a sign of turning into a ghost.

He turned on the ghost phone.

The time "11:41" is displayed on the screen.

There are still 4 minutes before the arrival of the last bus.

Lin Fan, who decided to stay, searched for things in the station again, but found nothing new, so he had to wait for the arrival of the last train with his strength remaining.

About 5 minute passed.

Just as Lin Fan was about to take advantage of this time to call Luo Qian to inquire about the situation, a hunched figure walked out of the locust tree forest on the left.

It was an old lady wearing a light purple blouse, with a little plum blossom pattern on her clothes, holding a flower basket covered by a white cloth, she couldn't see what was inside, her slightly sharp end protruded through the white cloth .

"..."

She stared at the young man waiting in the station, without any emotion in her cloudy eyes, and walked into the station silently.

Human or ghost?

Noticing that the man had come to his side, Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but look at the old lady carrying the basket out of the corner of his eye. No matter how you looked at it, she was an ordinary sixty-year-old old man.

But when I thought about it again, I was terrified.

The old lady carrying the basket came out of the pagoda tree forest, and Lin Fan not only passed through the forest just now, but also started from Dongjia Village at the end of the road, and he didn't see anyone else along the way.

"If it's a ghost, then..."

Bits of black mist gushed out from behind Lin Fan, and he was ready to run away at any time. He didn't miss this time.

And as if aware of his behavior, the kind-hearted old lady who was holding a flower basket suddenly said, "Young man, are you from Dongjia Village?"

Ask me if I am from Dongjia Village...

Lin Fan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, grandma, I just came back from studying abroad recently, and my parents moved to Dahai City. This time, I came back to offer incense sticks to my grandparents."

"Study abroad?"

Tilanpo thought about this somewhat incomprehensible term, trying to find the loopholes in this passage.

Little did they know that at the moment Lin Fan pretended to be his identity, the whole thing had been completely covered, and there was basically no logical error to be found.

After two or three seconds, she shook her head and said:

"Then do you know where you are going?"

"To be honest, I'm not too sure," Lin Fan scratched his head with a simple and honest expression on his face, "Grandma, do you know which station is the closest to Haihai City? I want to go back to Dahai City now."

"Ocean City..."

Tilanpo slightly weighed the flower basket in her hand, and said expressionlessly: "I don't know, but you can get off at the same stop as me. I'm going to my daughter's house for a wedding. Someone should know there."

"Alright." Lin Fan nodded.

After this conversation, he felt that the tilan woman in front of him should not be a ghost, but some details revealed a bit weird.

So when faced with Tilanpo's invitation, he simply agreed first, and then decided whether to get out of the car with him.

In the following time, the two of them didn't have any more conversations. After the invitation, Tilanpo seemed to lose interest in Lin Fan and carried the flower basket in another hand.

Another few minutes passed.

Suddenly there was a faint yellow light in the woods.

"drop--"

Accompanied by a piercing whistle.

An old bus appeared not far away.

It seems that I guessed right... Lin Fan stared at the bus slowly approaching the stop, his eyes froze.

This is a bus that looks very old. The two lights emit a faint light in the dim environment. The whole body looks like a faded oil painting, with traces of being baptized by time.

It seems that because the lights on the bus were not turned on, the cabin of the bus was so dark that it was impossible to see clearly.

soon.

The bus stops in front of the site.

As the carriage door opened, a pungent, foul-smelling aura gushed out.

"Get in the car"

Tilanpo seemed to be quite familiar with what was happening in front of her, she avoided the stench ahead of time, and then, groping for something in the flower basket with one hand, got on the bus full of weirdness everywhere.

Hearing her words, Lin Fan stayed in place for a second, then followed Tilanpo's footsteps.

It was an old bus, without the double doors of modern buses, so they boarded the bus directly from the middle of the bus.

Walking into the dimly lit carriage, Lin Fan quickly surveyed the environment inside.

There are not many people in the carriage, only three or four people are sitting, and they are basically sitting in the front seats.

The back row of the car was very empty, except for a woman who was wearing a hat and could not see her face clearly sitting at the window near the door, the rest were empty.

"There are five people in the car."

"There are still thirteen seats left."

"Then there are 32 seats in total. I remember that in the original book, the supernatural bus on the Modern Line has a total of [-] seats. It seems that the retrogression of the timeline has also affected the capacity of the bus."

Following behind Tilanpo, thoughts flashed through Lin Fan's mind, and he walked towards the back row.

But this time.

The woman carrying the basket who was faltering in front of her suddenly stopped, stretched her hand into the flower basket, and pulled out a dark green banknote. Lin Fan raised his head and glanced at it. It was a ghost money with a face value of three yuan.

"Take a shortcut..."

Tilanpo looked at the woman wearing the hat, threw the banknotes into a blue and white porcelain bowl in front of her, and said in an old and hoarse voice, "I won't go to Hexiantang today, but to Wangjiabang."

Listening to Tilanpo's request, the woman wearing a hat and unable to see any facial features tapped her fingers.

"Spiritual buses still have conductors? Ghost money is still collected, but ghost money houses have not disappeared in this era, and ghost money must not be as difficult to obtain as it is in modern times..."

Seeing the interaction between the lady carrying the basket and the woman in the hat, Lin Fan thought a lot in his mind for a while, and secretly looked at the woman who was suspected to be the conductor.

First of all, the supernatural bus can be regarded as a terrible ghost to a certain extent. If there is a setting for collecting tickets, then the woman in front of me must be one with the bus, a ghost puzzle, and also a part.

But judging from the fact that the woman responds to Tilanpo's needs by knocking her fingers, she has some human thinking, and it doesn't seem supernatural.

Although there is also the possibility of ghost slaves.

However, as a "dead" supernatural event, the supernatural bus will not take the initiative to transform ghost slaves.

"It's weird, let's wait and see..."

Seeing Lady Tilan sitting behind the woman in the hat, Lin Fan chose the last row, by the window.

And just as the door was about to close, another vague figure walked out of the locust trees and came to the station, ready to get on the train.

(End of this chapter)