"The vehicle starts, please sit still and support it. The next stop is the East Gate of China Resources International."

……

Maybe it was because of the last bus, the bus was full, and Xie Bian stood for 10 minutes before someone got off at the stop before a seat was vacant.

It takes one and a half hours to get home from school, and Xie Bian is not picky, so he squeezed into the corner of the last row and sat down.

The people next to him kept chatting on twitter, and Xie Bian got tired of listening, so he plugged his earphones and closed his eyes to rest.

After returning to the human world, he couldn't sleep for a long time. For him, sleeping was just a matter of dealing with Lao Fan. He was best at dozing off, and after Lao Fan left the room, he went out to find the kid.

Having been a ghost king for thousands of years, Xie Bian was not used to putting down the reward and punishment pen after holding it for a long time.

He would feel safe only if he held the lives of a few little devils in his hands.

Those dirty things that don't need to breathe are much more sincere than people who can breathe.

The music was low and the noise was loud. Xie Bian wanted to pretend to be asleep, but the conversations of the people next to him were inevitably squeezed into his ears.

"...Remember, remember, next time I will go to the place you mentioned to buy eggs!"

"Okay, then I'll go down first. Let's talk later!"

"Be careful on the road."

The bus stopped, and an aunt carrying several bags of vegetables got off the bus in three steps.

Without a partner, the remaining one should not be able to continue talking. Xie Bian closed his eyes, cherishing this rare purity very much.

"The vehicle is starting, please sit still and support it. The next stop is the East Gate of China Resources International."

East Gate of China Resources International, isn't that the stop just now?

Xie Bian opened his eyes and looked out the window.

The car had just left a community, and a group of children who had just run out of the school were lined up on the side of the road. "Huarun Primary School" was written on the school gate.

Xie Bian rubbed his ears, took off the earphones and put them away.

Maybe I got it wrong.

But not long after he took off the earphones, there was another noise in the back row of the car.

"Let me tell you, there is a small supermarket over the bank's family courtyard. Eggs are very cheap, [-] cents cheaper than the big supermarket!"

"is it?"

……

"...Remember, remember, next time I will go to the place you mentioned to buy eggs!"

"Okay, then I'll go down first. Let's talk later!"

"Be careful on the road."

The bus stopped again, and Xie Bian widened his eyes when he heard the announcement.

"The vehicle is starting, please sit still and support it. The next stop is the East Gate of China Resources International."

Xie Bian frowned and looked at his calf. There was a festering black spot on the ankle that was grabbed by the troublesome brat, which was emitting black gas.

He has encountered evil.

When the puppet who walks the night walks in circles and cannot find a way out, people say that it is a ghost hitting a wall.

The form of Sha is similar to that of a ghost hitting a wall, and it will also make people unable to escape. The difference is that Sha will trap people in a period of time and space.

If a person dies in fear, then this fear will form a distorted time and space, so that people who enter here by mistake will experience the suffering of this life repeatedly, and the trapped people will not be able to get out, the fear will increase, and the power of evil will also grow.

The troublesome kid was afraid that he would go back and leave a mark on his ankle, and Xie Bian still carried the tiger scythe, the head of the underworld's evil weapon, in his pocket. In addition, he naturally has an inexplicable attraction to dirty things, so he took the bus by mistake. Crashed into someone else's Shali.

To be honest, he didn't have much experience in deciphering sha. In the past, Fan Wujiu had to do such swearing and tiring work, because in the huge Wuwang city, only Lao Fan could come and go freely.

Xie Bian sighed, listened to the aunts discussing eggs twice, and finally decided to get up and do something.

Xie Bian heard from Lao Fan that some wicked people are afraid of the execution knife falling, misers and misers are afraid of having no money, and different people have different fears. Of course, most of the evils are murder, arson or ghosts. He really couldn't understand what terrible things could happen on such a bus.

Listening to the arrival announcement that sounded again, Xie Bian roughly estimated the length of this period of time and space, which was less than half a quarter of an hour, or about five or six minutes in current terms.

Some people can't even finish a question in five or six minutes, and five or six minutes is enough for Lao Fan to answer a polite phone call.

What is the evil master afraid of?

Xie Bian was about to put away the timekeeping mobile phone, when his phone rang suddenly.

There was no caller ID, and no one spoke when the phone was connected. It just rang over and over again. Xie Bian got upset and turned off the phone directly.

hiss... hiss...

There was a sound of something rubbing around the car, and Xie Bian looked up and realized that while he was thinking about the phone, the car became half-lit, as if someone had covered the windows.

The glass window closest to him was covered with a black cloth at some point, Xie Bian approached and saw the true face of the "black cloth".

It was a mass of hair like a waterfall, dripping water, and the hair rubbed against the glass as it moved, making a "hissing" sound.

The "black cloth" trembled, as if something was about to come out from under it, Xie Bian couldn't dodge it in time, and met a face hidden under the hair.

It was a woman's face.His complexion was pale, his pupils were barely visible, and bright red dripped down from his eyes, and the blood stuck to the glass window, winding out red traces.

Xie Bian turned around, and the remaining windows were much the same, with a shaking "black cloth", a woman's face, and winding bloodstains.

This is the evil spirit of a tragic woman.

The wet female ghost occupied Xie Bian's sight, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on outside.

Xie Bian wanted to go out and have a look.

He pinched the small sickle brooch in his pocket, it took a lot of effort to get out of the Sha, but with the help of the tiger sickle, it should be much easier.

The aunt in the back row is still talking about eggs tirelessly, and the driver is also driving steadily. These are all illusions created by Master Sha relying on the memory of his life, and will not be affected by the movement outside the car.

Xie Bian wanted to go out, he either smashed open the window and squeezed out from the female ghost's hair, or waited for the vehicle to arrive.

"The East Gate of China Resources International is here, please get off the bus through the back door."

The radio sounded, and Xie Bian squeezed out of the car in two or three steps.

In front is the gate of China Resources International Community. Xie Bian turned his head and took a look at the current appearance of the No. 103 bus that hadn't left yet.

A clumsy old-fashioned bus is full of female ghosts with long hair, white face and red eyes, and even two of them are lying on the rear tires.

How scared is this evil master?

China Resources International is a relatively large community nearby. Migrant workers from various places live in it. They cannot afford to rent a house in the city center, so they live in Pingyuan District and commute for more than an hour to work every day.

Xie Bian had never been here before, but he felt that the community should not be as quiet as it is now. Perhaps the owner of Sha was too scared and forgot about other things during his lifetime.

As soon as Xie Bian raised his leg, the female ghosts on the bus seemed to suddenly realize that the intruder had already left the bus, and jumped off the bus one by one without hesitation.

"The vehicle starts, please sit still and support..."

Those who were climbing up the tires were "creaked" and crushed, their stumps were scattered on the road, and their heads were carried away along with the wheels.

The female ghost on the roof of the car jumped down, her legs and script were not connected firmly, and after such a jump, the broken limbs rolled all over the ground.

After a distance, Xie Bian smelled that disgusting smell again.

Xie Bian subconsciously went to his pocket, but he couldn't find the mints, and sighed.

He shouldn't have agreed to that brat named Song Lixuan.

It's all here, Xie Bian is a dignified and innocent city lord, and he never said that he was forced to nowhere by a ghost.

This is a woman, so could it be that Song Lixuan's wife is also dead?

It's a pity that the female ghost's hair is too long, and her eyes are deformed, so I can't see her appearance clearly.

Xie Bian turned sideways while thinking, avoiding the attack of the fastest ghost.

He was not afraid of this thing, but City Lord Xie hadn't been in the evil spirit much, so he didn't know if the evil spirit would stick to his dirty things and make it difficult to wash.

The aunt at home is only responsible for cooking and cleaning, and Lao Fan throws all his clothes at the dry cleaner, and Xie Bian has to wash his dirty clothes by hand.

The three gadgets that were in his hand were killed by him with a scythe, and Xie Bian himself would have to work hard to deal with the thirty or so female ghosts that followed.

Xie Bian held the tiger sickle in his hand, but decided not to use Fan Wujiu's power.

The tiger sickle was too heavy, if he took it twice, he might lose his waist.

Another short-sighted thing crawled over, and Xie Bian ran two quick steps and grabbed the handle of a tricycle selling pancakes and fruits parked at the gate of the community, and with a strong shake, the tricycle turned around and rolled over behind, "Crackling "There was another sound of flesh and bones breaking apart.

When the vehicle was turning, Xie Bian found that the stove on the stall seemed to have not been turned off. Without thinking, he pulled the apron of the front of the car and grabbed the long strip to catch the fire.

Xie Bian swung the apron that was on fire, and two or three female ghosts who were about to pounce on them seemed to be afraid of the fire, so they actually stopped and took half a step back.

effective.

Xie Bian used the apron to frighten off the two waves of female ghosts approaching, but the flames burned higher and higher, and the length of the apron that Xie Bian could hold in his hand was not much left.

He threw it vigorously, and the thing flew over, the fire touched the hair of one of the ghosts, and even ignited the wet hair.

Not long after, a few more stuck together were burnt to black ashes.

Fifteen more.

But there can only be one real evil master, Xie Bian wants to go out, he must first find the real female ghost.

The vehicles at the entrance of the community were smashed and burned by him, and there was nothing left.

Xie Bian can only fight hand-to-hand with a female ghost who is about the same height as him.

There seemed to be something in the neighborhood not far away, Xie Bian rushed towards the gate without thinking, and a group of things behind him also dragged their big heads and half of their arms and legs to follow.

There is a landscape pond inside the gate of China Resources International, Xie Bian ran over in two or three steps and stood on the top of the rockery to breathe.

Ghosts cannot be summoned, so I don't know if they can be pinched.

Xie Bian took a breath to stabilize his figure, curled up three fingers, and used his index and middle fingers together to swipe into the air. A fire dragon flying up and down immediately appeared where he slashed.

The fire dragon is not big, but it is full of real fire.It was borrowed by Xie Bian from an ancient strange beast when he was the city lord. Fortunately, it can still be used for use now.

"out!"

A small fire dragon roared towards the place he was pointing at, but Xie Bian almost fell off the rockery.

He felt as if he was being torn apart. He began to ache from the inside, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't support himself for a while, so he had to squat down and rest on the ground with one hand.

It seems that although the spells can be used, they consume a lot of spiritual energy. With his young body, he can only summon some little ghosts to make trouble. He is no longer the king of ghosts with ancient magic spells, so he can't bear them anyway.

Fortunately, the female ghost is afraid of fire, and even more afraid of real fire.

The fire dragon burned all the black hair of the female ghost, leaving only a bald, dangling head of a dozen female ghosts, which were also buried in the fire after a while.

Xie Bian jumped onto the platform behind the rockery and rested with his back against the cold and hard stone for a long time, the pain and powerlessness were relieved.

Estimating the time, he took a breath and returned to the top of the rockery, counting the piles of black ash that fell on the edge of the pool.

One, two, three... thirteen, fourteen.

No, one is missing.

Xie Bian looked up, and there was the surviving female ghost standing outside the gate of the community.

That is the devil.

She seemed to be very scared. Although she wanted to catch Xie Bian, she tried a few times, but she dared not come in. Every time she reached the door, she backed away a few steps in fright, as if there was something terrible hidden in this neighborhood.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, Xie Bian is not so stupid as to burn his life to fight ghosts, he has to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

There was only one ghost left outside the compound, Xie Bian was confident, jumped down from the rockery, walked towards the door, and observed the evil master through the mist at the door.

The female ghost lowered her head because of fear, Xie Bian couldn't see her face clearly, but observed that there were bruises and bruises on her arms covered by her hair.

It was like being beaten by someone.

Coincidentally, her calf under the long skirt was also covered with scars, and there was a bleeding wound on her ankle. As she moved forward and back, the blood stained a sea of ​​blood at the puddle at the gate of the community.

The No. 103 bus came again in the distance. Because of Song Lixuan, Xie Bian couldn't kill the disheveled female ghost in front of him for a while, and he had to try his luck along the way he came.

Route 103 is his chance.

Xie Bian found the right time, and when the female ghost walked towards the gate again, he went around and ran towards the bus.

One step away, he will be able to embark on the return journey.

But in Shali, the ability of the Shalord increased dozens of times, and the female ghost quickly followed.

Because her legs and feet were injured, she almost crawled over, and she was about to reach out to Xie Bian's side.

Xie Bian had already got on the car with one foot, and the female ghost's hand was barely able to grab his ankle.

But the female ghost hurriedly withdrew her hand as if she had encountered something terrible.

Xie Bian's ankle was the mark left by the troublesome kid, it was dark and radiant.

If she didn't go in at the door just because she was afraid, Xie Bian felt that she was resisting something now.

It was as if she had met someone she didn't want to meet.

The female ghost let go, and the car door closed behind Xie Bian.

Xie Bian looked at the writhing body of the ghost lying on the ground, and closed his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, Xie Bian was still sitting in the last row, with a female student of his age sitting next to him, without the aunt who compared egg prices.

He has come out of Shali.

There is still the marriage certificate of the troublesome kid in the phone, and the imprint on the ankle is still there. Xie Bian feels a headache when he looks at it.

Xie Bian put his earphones back on and fell asleep with his head tilted.

The journey was safe and sound.

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