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

Chapter 1316: I didn’t bring it all up, but I did bring it up! (Please subscribe and vote)

As long as you think about this, you can guess that this car may have hidden death conditions.

But unable to wake up from the dream, the normal death condition is Rule 7.

【规则7：公交车运行的时间是凌晨12点10分到凌晨5点10分，请勿进入其他时间段的公交车。】

Although this rule is just a simple explanation, Zhang Yangqing can tell that if he cannot wake up before 5:10 and get off the bus smoothly, he will be dead.

Rule 5 is actually also a "remedial" rule. It tells the chosen ones what to do to survive after entering the dream.

Before this rule is triggered, no one can judge what to do, not even Zhang Yangqing can guess.

He just thought it would be best not to lose consciousness.

Next is Rule 6, which is what the Chosen Ones find most 'accustomed' to.

[Rule 6: If you hear a baby crying in the car, do not look for the source of the sound. This is normal and do not show any abnormal behavior.]

In this strange story, the chosen ones had already encountered the sound of a baby crying once, which was near the ancient Huaiyin Temple.

There is a corpse-slaying god, suppressing a terrifying corpse ghost.

Since there is a similar situation, is there any hint?
Of course there is!
And at this stage, Jones did something very stupid because of his slow judgment.

That is, he did not bring the 'broom' given by Zhakaijin.

This thing is the prop for dealing with crying babies!

To be precise, it is a tool for dealing with baby-type vengeful spirits.

Many Chosen Ones don't have it, so they don't know they can use this to deal with it.

Jones did have a broom, but he didn't react when he was judging under the bus.

Now he reacted, but it was too late to get out of the car.

There is no such thing as saving or loading files in the world of ghost stories. If you miss it, you miss it.

It’s a pity that such a good prop was not brought up.

The only chosen one who obtained the broom and brought it up was Ramirez, the chosen one from Argentina.

As soon as he finished reading the rules, he realized that it might be useful, and the bus rules didn't say that you couldn't bring anything on board, so Ramirez immediately ran to the trunk of his taxi and picked up the broom.

Many viewers outside the big screen were very upset when they saw that Jones didn't get it.

: Oh, what a pity! Jones worked so hard to complete the task of selling water and got all the props, but he just didn’t bring them with him.

: Is it too late to jump out of the window now?

: It’s not Jones’ fault. Many Chosen Ones wasted too much time memorizing the surrounding environment, and the bus was about to start, so it was too late.

: I can understand it, but I just feel it’s a bit of a pity.

Outside the big screen in Kangaroo Country, there were comments of regret.

On the other hand, in the neighboring Longguo, Zhang Yangqing didn't seem to bring anything either, and even got into the car directly, but no audience felt sorry for it.

After all, it doesn't matter whether this person brings a guide or not. As long as he goes up and understands the rules, he will be the one in danger.

In fact, the audience’s guess was not entirely correct, and Zhang Yangqing did not completely forget to bring it with him.

Don't forget, when he was beating up the mentally ill kid in K City, he took a branch out of the broom.

The branch is now on Zhang Yangqing.

That’s why I say he didn’t bring it all up, but he still brought it up.

Jones's state of mind is different from Zhang Yangqing's. As an ordinary person, he has fallen into regret.

It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets, but this emotion can offset the feeling of fear. I don’t know whether it is good or bad.

Just as Jones was trying to find a way to remedy the situation, the bus suddenly stopped after driving for who knows how long. With a sharp creak, the front door of the bus slowly opened, and a cool breeze mixed with a rotten smell blew in.

Jones then discovered that there was a dilapidated platform outside. Several low buildings were vaguely visible next to the platform, but it was too dark at night and the outlines of the buildings were unclear.

Jones tried to remember the details but quickly realized that the buildings were probably just useless background and not worth paying much attention to.

Jones's heart tensed again as there were soft footsteps at the front door.

He knew that someone had gotten on the bus.

The footsteps were light, like the sound of high heels stepping on the floor, but with a strange rhythm, as if every step was beating on Jones' heart.

A woman in a purple dress slowly walked into the car.

Her figure seemed particularly blurry in the dim moonlight, and the hem of her long skirt swayed gently with her steps.

Jones' heartbeat quickened, his eyes fixed on her feet, trying to determine whether she had met the requirements of Rule 3, that is, whether her feet were touching the ground.

But the hem of her purple skirt completely covered her feet, and Jones couldn't see them clearly.

"Damn, this rule is too tricky!" Jones cursed in his heart.

He can't just lift up someone's skirt to check, right?

If he did that, he would be beaten to death by the woman in the purple dress even before he broke the rules.

When the woman in the purple dress walked past Jones, the sound of footsteps was clearly audible, but Jones knew that the sound of footsteps did not necessarily mean that she had feet.

After all, in the world of ghost stories, anything that seems normal may hide deadly danger.

What made Jones even more uneasy was that after the woman in the purple dress got on the bus, she actually walked straight to the last row.

Her steps were light and graceful, and she seemed to be completely unaware of the horrific marks on the last row of seats.

Jones' heart was in his throat.

He knew that if the woman in the purple dress sat in the last row, it would likely trigger some dire consequences.

He had to find a way to stop her.

Just as the woman in the purple dress was about to reach the last row, Jones suddenly said, "Beauty, your shoes stepped on something."

Hearing this, the woman in the purple dress stopped and frowned slightly.

She looked down at her feet, then gently pulled up the hem of her skirt, revealing a pair of feet in black high heels.

"What did I step on?" the woman in the purple dress asked coldly, with a hint of impatience in her voice.

Jones quickly made up an excuse: "I saw the tape there when I got in the car just now. I'm glad you didn't step on it."

He paused, then added: "But I advise you not to sit in the last row. It's not very clean there."

He didn't continue talking after that.

The woman in the purple dress looked at Jones suspiciously, obviously skeptical of what he said.

She and Jones didn't know each other, so why did Jones remind her?
Moreover, Jones's words sounded like he was baiting her.

The woman in the purple dress hesitated for a moment and ultimately did not sit in the last row.

She chose a seat in the third row from the back, which was still close to the last row, but at least did not directly violate the rules.

Jones breathed a sigh of relief, but the tension in his heart had not completely dissipated.

The car fell into silence again, with only the low roar of the engine echoing in the ears.

The view outside the window was still shrouded in thick fog, and the light of the street lamps appeared blurry and weak in the fog.

(End of this chapter)