I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Chapter 1315 If it weren't for his elder brother, he would have died in the car! (Please subscribe and give me a monthly ticket)

Jones tried hard to remember everything around him and make sure he could remember it.

The first thing you notice is the location where your taxi is parked, and then the scenery you can see at this place.

For example, the appearance of the 'statue' in the funeral home opposite, the appearance of the funeral home's door, the details of the station, etc.

Jones has been fooled enough times in the world of ghost stories to know that there must be pitfalls here, and there must be places that are a little different.

At this stage, all the chosen ones have mobile phones.
Jones immediately picked up his phone and checked the time, which showed 12:27 a.m.

This means that this bus is a normal bus.

At this stage, Jones also thought of a pit.

That is, if you get on the bus later and see a driver, get off immediately.

Because both Rule 1 and the vampire passenger said that this is an unmanned bus, and it would definitely be dangerous if someone drove it.

As if judging that too much time had been wasted, the bus roared, indicating that it was about to leave the platform.

Jones didn't have time to judge other information, so he decided to go up and take a look first.

He got into the car immediately. After entering the car, he felt uneasy and his eyes quickly swept towards the driver's seat.

There was no one in the driver's seat, but the steering wheel was turning slightly and strangely, as if an invisible hand was controlling the vehicle.

Jones breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed that this was a driverless bus, which met the requirements of Rule 1.

He looked at the seats nearby. The interior of the car was suffocatingly dark. Only the faint moonlight shone through the dusty windows, allowing him to barely make out the outlines of the car.

The car was completely empty, without even a single person in sight. The dead silence was chilling.

Jones glanced over the seats and found that some were damaged and covered with dried blood, as if some fierce battle had taken place there.

If you look closely, you will find that on some seats, someone has written many words in blood: "Save me", "Run", "Kill me", "They don't exist".
The handwriting was twisted and hideous, as if silently telling the despair of those passengers.

Jones' heart beat faster and his scalp tingled. He felt that the chances of this car surviving were terribly low.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his fear, but the air was filled with a strong smell of rust and decay, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Just then, the bus suddenly started and the engine made a low roar.

Before Jones could stand firmly, he felt a hand suddenly push against his back with such force that he almost lost his balance.

His body fell uncontrollably towards the last row of seats, getting closer and closer to that row.

The content of Rule 2 immediately came to Jones' mind.

[Rule 2: After getting on the bus, please sit in the front seat as much as possible, and do not choose the last row of seats, especially those near the window. ]

"Shit, the world of ghost stories is trying to trick me!"

Jones was terrified and quickly grabbed the armrest of the seat next to him to steady his body.

His fingers gripped the seat tightly, his knuckles turning white from the effort.

Now he was only one step away from the last row, and his eyes involuntarily swept towards that row of seats.

The situation in the last row was even more terrifying.

There were some lumps of stuff on the seat that looked like human flesh, and there seemed to be a few strands of black hair stuck in the gaps between the seats.

What frightened Jones the most was that there was a pale face sitting next to the window in the last row. The eyes of the face were lifeless, but there was a strange smile at the corner of the mouth.

Strictly speaking, this is like a human skin mask.

Or maybe someone was skinned here. Thinking of this, Jones' heartbeat almost stopped, and he turned his head away, not daring to look again.

According to the rules, he quickly walked to the front seat and chose a seat near the door.

After sitting down, he felt his back was soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just walked out of the gates of hell.

He gripped the armrests of his seat tightly, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.

The environment outside the window became even more eerie.

The originally clear road was gradually swallowed up by thick fog, and the light of street lamps appeared blurry and weak in the fog.

Jones even felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes watching him in the fog, expecting him to get off the bus quickly. The feeling of being watched made him feel cold all over.

The carriage was still empty, with Jones sitting alone.

His breathing was particularly clear in the silent carriage, and every breath reminded him that he was in an extremely dangerous environment.

He tried to calm himself down, but the fear in his heart kept surging like a tide.

Because he was too nervous, Jones almost forgot the rules.

Fortunately, he had a cell phone. He took a photo when he got in the car and then picked up his phone to check it.

At this stage, if Jones wants to avoid being afraid, experience tells him that he needs to understand the rules, figure them out, and not break them. Then even if the BOSS comes, he will not be able to kill him.

Rules are the key to the survival of the chosen ones.

As Jones thought about the rules, his nervousness began to dissipate.

Rule 2 was almost triggered just now, and Jones was thinking: If other passengers get on the bus, should I also remind them not to sit in the last row?
Because Jones's purpose is to "pick up passengers", he must ensure that the people on the bus can get off the bus alive, so that he can get coins by carrying passengers.

If the next passenger gets on the bus and sits in the last row, he will die and there will be one less passenger. If he mutates, he might even attack Jones. Jones must consider his own safety.

After all, there were traces of fighting in the carriage, and these were all expected.

Next is Rule 3.

[Rule 3: If you find other passengers in the car, please make sure their feet are on the ground. If you find any passenger's feet hanging in the air, please change to another seat immediately and avoid looking at them. ]

Jones judged that this rule was to tell the Chosen One which guests could be "saved" and which guests could not be dealt with.

There are many explanations for the feet not touching the ground, the most common one is "ghost". In some places, ghosts do not have feet, or ghosts are light and floating.

According to Jones's rules as a taxi driver, ghosts are relatively friendly, but that was in a taxi. Here is a bus, so the types of ghosts are probably different.

In fact, Jones has guessed something here, but he can't judge the details accurately.

Zhang Yangqing next door can judge the specific situation because Zhang Yangqing starts the analysis based on Rule 5.

[Rule 5: If you lose consciousness in the car and find that you are not on the bus when you wake up, please do not commit suicide and immediately find someone to kill you, otherwise you will never be able to go back. ]

Zhang Yangqing felt that the 'ghosts' here might want to make the Chosen One lose himself.

As long as the chosen one violates the rules and loses consciousness, he or she may enter a place like a "dream", which means he or she will not be able to wake up normally.

The vampire passenger must have encountered something, but he lost consciousness and no longer remembered it.

It can also be said that he doesn't know the rules, and doesn't even know how to break the rules and lose his memory.

If the 'big brother' hadn't patted him when he got out of the car, he would probably have died in the car.

(End of this chapter)