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

With someone in the car, Jones felt the atmosphere was much less scary.

At least the woman in the long skirt who just got on the car won't hurt her for the time being.

Jones looked out the window and was thinking that the bus should be circulating in this place.

Judging by the rules, that means he will return to the Wugui Funeral Home sooner or later.

At that time, he only needed to wake up the passengers in the car to get the passengers and thus the coins.

As long as you think about this, you can judge that what you need to do during this journey is to stay awake and judge which passenger can be asked to get off the bus.

The interior of the car was still eerily quiet. Apart from Jones's light breathing, the only sound was the creaking of the steering wheel as it turned in the driver's seat, as if an invisible hand was controlling the vehicle.

Theoretically, if it was a ghost, Jones should be able to hear the breathing sound.

But when I passed by the driver's seat just now, there was no extra breathing sound, which was a bit strange.

Jones looked out the window from time to time, trying to catch a glimpse of familiar scenery in the thick fog to determine where the car was driving.

But outside the window there was only endless darkness and blurry street lights, as well as the dangers hidden in the fog, which made people feel more and more uneasy the more they looked.

It seems that if you get off at the wrong station, danger will strike you.

Just as Jones was thinking about how to deal with the next situation, the bus suddenly made a sharp braking sound, the body of the bus shook violently, and slowly stopped at the next stop.

The dim lights on the platform barely illuminated the surroundings, but it still looked eerie.

The car door slowly opened, and a cold wind mixed with the smell of decay still blew in.

Jones' heartbeat suddenly quickened, his eyes fixed on the car door.

There were three people on the bus this time, all men, wearing black, gray and white clothes respectively.

The man in black walked in front with steady and powerful steps, the man in gray followed closely behind with sinister eyes, and the man in white walked at the end with an indifferent expression.

After the three people got on the car, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became depressing.

Jones felt a strong sense of oppression, and even the air became much heavier.

His hair stood on end and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. Based on his experience with ghost stories, these three people were definitely not good people.

At least it's easy to kill him.

Although all three men had their feet firmly on the ground, meeting the requirements of Rule 3, Jones heard a slight "rustling" sound between them, like the sound of iron chains rubbing against each other.

He caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and saw that the hands of the three people seemed to be connected by a thick iron chain, which glowed coldly under the dim car lights.

The man in gray had both hands tied with chains, while the man in black and the man in white only had one hand chained.

Jones pretended to be nonchalant, his peripheral vision frantically recording the details.

When the three men passed by Jones's location, the man in gray suddenly stopped and stared at Jones with his round eyes.

His eyes were full of greed and murderous intent, as if he was sizing up a prey to be slaughtered.

Jones' heart sank and his body tensed involuntarily, feeling that he had triggered something dangerous.

The corners of the gray-clothed man's mouth rose slightly, revealing a strange smile, and it felt as if he was enjoying Jones's fear.

Just when Jones thought that the man in gray was going to attack him, the man in white walking at the end suddenly pushed the man in gray with great force, as if telling him not to cause trouble.

The man in gray snorted in dissatisfaction, but was eventually pulled by the chain and reluctantly left Jones. The three of them sat in the middle of the carriage, not in the last row.

Jones could clearly feel that the man in gray was still staring at him, and the feeling of being watched made him feel very uncomfortable.

Jones took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

They seemed to be three unimportant passengers, but Jones remembered some of the judgment ideas of the ghost passengers. Since there was danger, he had to predict under what circumstances he would encounter danger.

He quickly analyzed the situation: the men in black and white seemed to be escorting the man in gray, who was obviously a dangerous presence and had shown his murderous intent towards Jones, while the men in black and white were suppressing his power.

If anything goes wrong between the man in black and the man in white, the man in gray will attack him without hesitation.

Then it is obvious that what Jones has to do is to make sure that the man in black and the man in white are okay, otherwise he will be in danger.

At this stage, the smarter Chosen Ones can also determine the second point.

Those are passengers who are similar to the man in gray, all of whom have murderous intentions towards Jones, so he'd better find a way to get rid of them.

Jones hadn’t thought of this yet, but he wasn’t in any danger yet.

The atmosphere in the carriage was still depressing. Near the stop, a few blurry figures appeared, as if someone wanted to get on the train, but never did.

At this moment, the bus started again and slowly drove to the next stop.

The slight shaking of the chain reminded Jones that this dangerous journey had officially begun.

Normally, as the old chosen one, Jones would choose to chat with nearby passengers at this time, obtain some information, and gain the passengers' trust.

But when he looked behind him, apart from the man in gray whose gaze was like a poisonous snake lingering around him, the rest of the people all looked as if they were keeping strangers away, so Jones had no idea how to start a conversation with them.

Do we have to wait until danger arises here?
After hesitating for a while, the bus stopped at a platform again and stayed there for about five minutes.

The fog was thicker near this platform, making it impossible for Jones to judge the situation outside.

But what puzzled Jones was that no one got on the train at this platform.

Maybe not every platform will be occupied.

After waiting for five minutes, the bus door closed and started again.

The bus had been driving for a while when suddenly the lights in the car flickered. Jones' heart tightened. There were no lights when he got on the bus, and he thought the lights on the bus were broken.

This was not the most frightening thing. What terrified Jones the most was that after the lights flashed, two more people appeared inexplicably in the car.

A woman in gloves and a man in sportswear.

They appeared in the carriage silently, as if they came out of thin air.

The woman wearing gloves sat near the front row, her hands folded on her knees. The gloves were pure black, making her skin look unusually pale.

The man in sportswear was sitting in the back seat behind Jones, only one step away from him. His cold breath almost touched the back of his neck, making him feel a piercing chill.

Jones was completely stunned.

He was clearly staring at the car door and didn't see the two people get in the car at all!

(End of this chapter)