I'm a crispy college student? It’s really hard to kill the whole network!

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Wu Bin standing there in a daze, Zhu Ling looked confused.

Wu Bin came back to his senses and said quickly: "Nothing, I just feel that we can't stay here any longer, let's leave quickly before we are discovered."

Wu Bin had already sensed through the flying sickle that someone was approaching this side, most likely Han Biao and his men.

At this moment, Wu Bin didn't want Han Biao and the others to discover that he had the ability to kill the heart-eating ghost.

After all, before he showed his fighting ability in this area, Han Biao had already started asking him for help. If he showed his ability to kill the heart-eating ghost again, wouldn't Han Biao be annoyed to death every day?
Not long after Wu Bin brought Zhu Ling back to the villa, Song Bing came knocking on the door.

"Old Wu, are you there?"

Wu Bin opened the door, and Song Bing said to Wu Bin in a somewhat depressed mood: "The ban on the back mountain has been lifted, and my uncle's body has been found. We will hold a funeral for my uncle in the next few days, so it may not be convenient for us to continue to entertain you."

Wu Bin patted Song Bing on the shoulder and said, "My condolences."

Song Bing sighed, tears welling up in his eyes.

"My uncle is the one who loved me the most since I was a child. I really didn't expect that..."

When Song Bing said this, he could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Everyone else thought that Tang Hao died in an accident, but only Song Bing and Wu Bin knew the real cause of Tang Hao's death.

So the moment he learned that Tang Hao's body had been found, Song Bing immediately ran to find Wu Bin.

He needs to find someone to talk to, otherwise Song Bing feels that he is the only one who knows the secret, and he will go crazy sooner or later.

After comforting Song Bing for a while, Wu Bin took Zhu Ling and He Bingbing away and bought tickets to return to school.

On the way, netizens in the live broadcast room didn’t know what had happened yet, and they were all discussing it in the room.

"Why do you want to go back so suddenly when you are having so much fun? I think the scenery around here is pretty good. We can go for a walk and enjoy the scenery."

"Didn't you hear what Sister Bingbing said? Song Bing's uncle died in a landslide accident. Now they are going to hold a funeral for their uncle. You can't possibly want to watch a live broadcast, right? This is too disrespectful to both the deceased and the living."

"Ah? So sudden? Song Bing's uncle is so unlucky. Not only was he cheated on by his own wife, but he died not long ago. Could it be that he was murdered to silence him?"

Netizens have very broad imaginations and have come up with many conspiracy theories.

But what they didn't know was that Tang Hao had actually taken revenge, and the means he used were quite cruel. It can be said that even if Tang Hao was not killed by Wan Xiu and the others, even if he came out alive, he would never escape the punishment of the law.

Because there were no suitable train tickets, Wu Bin took a bus back this time.

Wu Bin bought three seats in the last row. As soon as they arrived at the station, they felt what real life was like.

The station was full of people carrying backpacks or snakeskin bags of urea.

The entire station is relatively small but crowded, so it's crowded almost everywhere.

"The bus to Shanghai is about to leave. Is there anyone going to Shanghai? Get on the bus quickly, we'll leave as soon as everyone is there!"

The conductor held the door railing with one hand, with most of his body leaning outside, shouting at the crowd.

Wu Bin quickly raised the tickets in his hand and said, "Here, there are three of them. We are going to the Magic City!" Upon hearing what Wu Bin said, the ticket seller quickly made a gesture to the driver, asking him to wait a moment.

After Wu Bin and the other two got on the bus, the conductor tore the ticket in half and then pointed to the back.

"Go find a seat in the back and leave when everyone is there."

Wu Bin brought the two girls to the last row and sat down, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

It was Zhu Ling’s first time to ride a bus. She said, “I finally understand why people on the Internet say that the bus is crowded. I didn’t expect it to be really crowded. This is too real.”

Wu Bin bought Zhu Ling a mobile phone, so during this period of time, Zhu Ling would use his mobile phone to surf the Internet whenever he had free time, and learned a lot of miscellaneous knowledge.

But this also has its advantages. It allows her to understand how human society works in a very short period of time, as well as some historical knowledge, so Wu Bin doesn't need to teach her anything.

After hearing what Zhu Ling said, the netizens in the live broadcast room also burst into laughter.

"You can't stand this? Sister Zhu Ling has never experienced the green train during the Spring Festival. That's when the crowds are really surging. When you go to the train station to get on the train, you can probably take off without touching the ground."

"It's pretty good now, with advanced technology, you can buy tickets online. In the past, every time we went home for the Spring Festival, we had to take time off to buy tickets at the ticket counter. The problem was that even if we took time off in advance to buy tickets at the ticket counter, sometimes we couldn't get tickets. So in order to buy tickets, we usually had to go and queue up overnight the day before."

"I still remember clearly the year when I stood on the green train to go home. Looking back now, I was really amazing. The whole journey was more than 40 hours, and I really stood all the way back!"

Everyone has experienced hard times, so after seeing this situation in the station, netizens in the live broadcast room sighed, and the number of people watching the live broadcast online actually increased a lot.

Soon, the bus had all the passengers.

The conductor closed the door, then sat back in his seat, counting the tickets and saying to the driver, "Okay, everyone is here, let's go."

The driver didn't waste any time, he started the car and drove out of the station.

This is just part of the daily work for drivers and conductors, and they repeat such actions every day.

But for most netizens, this is their childhood memory.

After all, many people now travel directly by high-speed rail, and few people take the bus.

The bus routes are generally to small towns that the high-speed rail cannot reach. It is rare to go directly from a small place to the Magic City.

Seeing that the car would take at least twenty hours to drive, Wu Bin was just about to sit in the car and take a nap.

At this time, a man sitting in the front turned his head and looked at Wu Bin and said, "Brother, I prefer to sit in the back. How about I switch with you? It's not for nothing. How about I give you two hundred yuan?"

When the man was talking to Wu Bin, his eyes kept looking at Zhu Ling and He Bingbing. It was obvious that he changed seats just to sit with them.

Wu Bin frowned.

"No change."

"Brother, how about I give you four hundred dollars? Or you name a price."

"If you don't want to change, get out." (End of this chapter)