Chapter 50 Strange Passenger

I wanted to ask her about her situation. Looking at the rising flames and listening to the heart-wrenching cries, my eyes were blurred, but I couldn't take a step.

"She was burning paper money on the road. Did her family members die on this road?"

"Or maybe a worker from Miyun Mansion died here because of an accident?"

"Crying so sadly, it must be a close relative who died."

My mind was inexplicably filled with distracting thoughts, the fire became weaker, and a bag of paper money was quickly burned.

"Uncle, can I ask if this is the No. 14 bus stop?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

I was startled and turned around to see a girl carrying a schoolbag.

He looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, probably not in junior high school yet.

"Yes, this is the stop sign for bus No. 14."

"Oh, thank you." She smiled sweetly and stood next to me.

I didn't know why, but when I looked across the road again, the old man had left, leaving only the burning embers of paper money on the road.

"Leaving?" I had no idea when the old man left. It felt like only a short while had passed.

"What's gone?" The female student next to her shook her ponytail and glanced down at me.

"It's okay, I'm an old woman I've never met before." I patted the dust and stood up from the ground, looking at the girl next to me from the corner of my eye.

He is 150cm tall, young and immature, dressed very cutely, like a flower about to bloom, eager to show his most beautiful side to everyone.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Liu Yiyi."

"Why did you come to the station if you didn't go home so late at night?" I was a little puzzled. The girl was already a beauty. She also wore light makeup and looked pure and charming. If she met a bad guy, the consequences would be disastrous.

She didn't answer directly. She kicked the gravel on the roadside with her toes and asked, "Then why don't you go home at night? Do you have to wait here for the bus?"

"I..." This girl's sharp tongue stopped me in my tracks: "Go home quickly. Look, there isn't even a light for hundreds of meters around."

"I'm not going back, I have to wait for the bus."

"What bus are you waiting for? Didn't you see clearly what's written on the stop sign? The last bus leaves at 9:30 and it's already stopped. Where are you going? If that doesn't work, I'll give you money and take a taxi. Bar."

"My mother said you can't ask for things from strangers." The girl was very principled, with two ponytails sticking up on the back of her head, looking quite interesting.

"Your mother must have said don't run around when it's dark, and go home quickly. Don't let her worry."

The girl lowered her head and said after a while: "My mother is not at home. I want to find her."

This is a stubborn girl. I can't persuade her, so I can only wait with her.

"Did you say bus No. 14 will come?" After a moment of silence, the girl blinked her big eyes and looked at me pitifully.

"It will come." In fact, I really don't want the No. 14 bus to show up. I am even willing to stand on the side of the road all night instead of taking the last bus that is often late.

Around one o'clock, when I was about to fall asleep while sitting on the curb, two yellow and green car lights pierced the dark night on the uneven road in the distance.

"Route 14, here we come!"

The bus drove very slowly, and it took five minutes from the time the lights were seen to the time it came to a stop.

"Ding dong! We've arrived at Miyun Mansion. Please take your belongings with you and get off the bus through the back door. Please get off and go."

"Pedestrians and vehicles please pay attention to safety when vehicles enter the station. For the No. 14 unmanned ticket bus, please get on the bus from the front door and put in a coin of 1 yuan. No change will be given on the bus."

When the familiar radio sound reached my ears, I lost all sleep and became excited.

"No way. It's one o'clock in the morning. Bus No. 14 is still operating? It seems there are many passengers on it. Are the rumors true?" Miyun Mansion was surrounded by dense darkness, and the only light was the No. 14 bus. car lights.

The front and rear doors of the bus were open. I stopped Liu Yiyi, who was about to get on the bus with a dollar bill, and motioned her to wait a moment.

After a while, an old man came out of the back door. It was not yet autumn, but the old man was wearing a thick cotton coat and a scarf around his neck. He looked like he was seriously ill, but he walked very quickly. He reached the other side of the road in the blink of an eye and stopped next to the pile of burned paper money.

I was about to take a closer look, but Yiyi shook off my hand and got into the car first.

I had no choice but to take out a one-yuan coin and get on the bus through the front door.

This was an old-fashioned "people's livelihood" bus that couldn't be any more dilapidated. It started with a manual lever, the wipers were broken, and the inside of the bus was even more mottled, with a strange smell permeating the air.

Although there was no obvious garbage on the ground, the paint peeling was very serious, and the seats were all made of wood. Sitting on them was like sitting on a coffin board, which was particularly uncomfortable.

"When the vehicle starts, please sit still and hold on. You are welcome to take the No. 14 unmanned ticket bus. Please prepare change when you get on the bus and insert a coin. Passengers who get on the bus please move to the back door. The next stop is Encun."

I didn't sit down immediately, but looked at every passenger in the car while I was looking for a seat.

The driver was a young man who looked younger than me. He was wearing the uniform of a passenger transport company. His eyes were fixed on the steering wheel and his forehead was soaked with sweat.

"Is it so hot? Is it the cold sweat caused by fright?"

He wore his work ID card backwards, with the photo side facing in, and no information could be seen.

I moved slowly, but he didn't rush me. He was too good-tempered and didn't have the impatience of his peers.

Next to the driver's seat, sitting in the back was Liu Yiyi. This girl took off her schoolbag and made a face at me.

A few seats away sat a middle-aged aunt, dressed plainly, as if she had just finished a square dance and was getting ready to go home.

"It's one o'clock in the morning. Normally, people of her age should have gone to bed long ago. Where is she going to take bus 14?"

Diagonally behind the aunt was a couple who seemed to be inseparable. They were in their early twenties. The woman lay in the man's arms and was unwilling to leave, but the man kept frowning and feeling a little disgusted.

A patient sat across the aisle from the couple. To be precise, he was a weirdo wearing a hospital gown and a bandage on his head.

This man was about forty years old, his face was extremely pale, he kept mumbling, and the leg on the inside of the seat was shaking unconsciously.

"No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like a normal person, but why do I feel that he is the most normal in this car?" The two meanings of "normal" are naturally different, so I continued to look back.

There was a girl sitting in the second to last row of the bus, about the same age as Liu Yiyi. She seemed to have just cried, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was holding a schoolbag in her arms.

"There are two girls?" I remembered the phone call I received when the underworld show released the mission. A woman on the phone once said: "Promise me, never let my daughter get in the car! Promise me!"

"Which one is your daughter?" The mission of the underworld show is indeed not simple, and it cannot be seen through casually. I have too few clues at hand, so I can only let nature take its course.

In the last row of the bus, sitting near the window, was a woman with heavy makeup, a perm, and a dress like a bartender in a karaoke bar.

Next to her, a woman in red clothes with her hair completely covering her face was half-leaning on her. What was even more strange was that the woman with heavy makeup seemed to be unable to see the woman in red, concentrating on playing with her mobile phone.

"What kind of combination is this?" I withdrew my gaze and sat on the empty seat behind Liu Yiyi.

"Uncle, where are you going to get off?" No one in the bus spoke. It was very quiet, so I heard Liu Yiyi's voice clearly.

"Don't talk, don't move around, get out of the car as soon as you get to the place, okay?" I lowered my head and whispered in response, but I was wondering in my heart: "Can't this silly girl see that there is something wrong with a car full of people?"

The driver saw me taking my seat and was about to turn off the car when someone suddenly grabbed the half-closed door: "We've caught up. Hurry up!"

Three workers wearing hard hats stepped onto the bus. Their clothes were covered with paint spots and their shoes were stained with mud. After paying the fare, they walked around and found an empty seat to sit down.

"That's not right. Miyun Mansion has been under construction for many years. How is it possible that there are still workers getting on the bus at such a late hour?" They smelled of alcohol and their faces were red. It looked like they had drank a lot.

"Ghosts can also drink?" I shook my head. They might just be hired by nearby farmers to repair their houses.

After the three of them were seated securely, the door was closed, and the No. 14 bus started slowly, my third thrilling live broadcast officially began.

"The car started, the road was clear, and we drove north. I didn't follow any of the three pieces of advice Blind Man Liu gave me..." Looking out the window with a wry smile, the paper money and ashes on the roadside were blown away by the wind. The old man with the scarf was nowhere to be found. I could only vaguely see a black and white photo frame placed in the iron basin, and the old man in the photo frame seemed to be smiling at me.