Chapter 1032 Bride

Jiang Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him. The elegant font was obviously carved by Wu. Jiang Cheng could even imagine Wu squatting in the corner of the alley, carving with a satisfied smile. Google search reading

That night, Jiang Cheng and Fatty sat on the sofa downstairs, not feeling sleepy at all.

Fatty's mind was full of Wu grinning, hiding in a dark alley, holding a knife and cutting a 1.9-meter-tall corpse into eight pieces, cutting and stuffing into a plastic bag, blood flowing all over the floor, frightening him so much that he couldn't help shivering.

But thinking about it, the two actually fell asleep.

The wall clock swung again and again, everything around looked normal, but something had changed.

Slowly, the second hand in the wall clock seemed to be hindered by something, moving slower and slower, and finally made a "click" sound, the sound was very muffled, and it stopped.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Cheng and Fatty woke up suddenly as if they had a nightmare.

"Hoo

Hoo

The fat man was breathing heavily. They had experienced similar feelings many times before. It was a familiar feeling engraved in their bones. They knew that the bus was coming.

Standing up, he slowly walked towards the door and pushed it open.

Sure enough, the old bus was parked not far from the door. There should have been an empty space with nothing there, but now there was a platform.

The fat man's eyes did not show any fear, because he was full of hope. He promised Huai Yi and Wang Huanqi that he would take them off the bus!

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and was the first to get on the bus as the door opened.

The car was filled with fog, visibility was very poor, and I don't know if it was the nose Something went wrong. This time he smelled a damp smell, which was very strange, like the smell of something that had been soaked in water for a long time.

Recalling the map that Lin Wan'er had given him before, he had memorized it. This time he walked to the seat he sat last time and was very calm along the way.

He would not make the same mistake again and was ready to follow the route provided by Lin Wan'er steadily.

Finally, he arrived at the location indicated on the map.

But strangely, the scene in front of him became a little blurry. It was not the kind of ethereal smoke, but a thick layer of water vapor, which suddenly gave him a bad premonition.

He had boarded this bus many times, but this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

"Doctor." The fat man rubbed his arms and asked in a low voice: "Do we sit down or not? Someone noticed us." After getting on the bus, the fat man was also paying attention to the surroundings.

Standing people are not welcome on this bus. Standing people will be noticed by real "passengers".

Jiang Cheng also felt it, and his back became colder and colder. Those were malicious eyes. There were too many people and ghosts who died on this bus.

"Sit. "Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated, "You go sit inside."

"Okay, okay."

But just after the two sat down, Jiang Cheng's face changed instantly. He touched the seat with his hand. The seat was wet, wet and cold. He squeezed it hard with his hand and seemed to squeeze out water.

"What's going on?" Jiang Cheng paused in his heart.

Slowly, more and more strange things emerged. The fat man hugged his body tightly, and his huge body couldn't help shivering. "Doctor, I feel so cold, it seems that those guys are still staring at us."

Jiang Cheng also noticed it without him saying it.

But they had obviously sat down, why were there still "passengers" staring at them?

What on earth was attracting them?

They couldn't sit and wait for death, they had to find out the reason immediately. After Jiang Cheng asked the fat man to calm down, he slowly bent down, put his head close to the ground, and then looked at the seat in the fifth row behind him.

There was a man sitting on it, wearing a security uniform, with blood stains on his open white shirt, but what really attracted Jiang Cheng was the man's eyes.

The man was indeed looking here, but his eyes were not malicious or covetous, but fear!

Yes, fear!

The "passengers" in the car were afraid of him and the fat man!

Slowly, following the man's line of sight, Jiang Cheng discovered something that made him even more horrified. The man's line of sight was not looking straight at him, but looking at their heads.

When he discovered this problem, Jiang Cheng felt a chill on the back of his head.

A drop of cold liquid dripped from above and landed on him.

It was sticky and had a little fishy smell.

Jiang Cheng sat up slowly, but at this moment he noticed that the fat man was sitting in the seat without daring to move, holding the armrests with both hands, and his body was tightly pressed against the back of the chair.

At the same time, his eyes kept glancing at Jiang Cheng.

Then he glanced up again.

There was something on the top of his head.

Jiang Cheng already knew it.

"Tick."

Another drop of water dripped, and this time it just landed on Jiang Cheng's face.

Jiang Cheng forced himself to pretend that nothing had happened.

Then another drop fell on the tip of his nose.

Jiang Cheng was unmoved.

"Drive faster, drive faster, as long as you can get off the bus, you will have a chance to get rid of this guy." Jiang Cheng muttered to himself, although he knew that this was a bit self-deception.

Jiang Cheng really didn't want to have any contact with this guy who might scare other passengers in the car. +

Finally, as if losing patience, a bunch of wet hair fell down, and then as if unintentionally, with the shaking of the car, it rubbed Jiang Cheng's cheeks and ears one by one

Jiang Cheng:

When Jiang Cheng saw this long hair, he knew what the guy on his head was.

It was the ghost bride he saw last time!

Last time, he went to the wrong seat because of greed, and was almost caught by the ghost bride. Unexpectedly, this time, she was still haunting him again!

The ghost bride and a man in a suit holding an umbrella were another kind of existence on this bus.

Jiang Cheng had judged before that the two of them were the law enforcers on this bus. Anyone who did not follow the rules, or ghosts, would be punished by them.

From this point, we can also see how strong this ghost bride is.

But it was too late to say anything now, because at this moment Jiang Cheng felt a hand slowly touching his head, and then his face. The hand was very soft and cold at the same time.

The kind of cold to the bone.

The nails gently scraped his face.

Until a delicate body fell down, forced into his arms, and sat horizontally on his legs, Jiang Cheng had no improper thoughts in his heart, and his hands were honestly placed on both sides of his body.

The fat man swallowed hard, and only dared to look at the doctor's situation with his peripheral vision.

Red dress, red veil, red embroidered shoes, the bright red on the woman's body was dazzling, the standard dress for a bride in the old days, but the drops of water along the edge of the red veil hinted that this bride was not simple.

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