The next day, the bus terminal reported that the last train and a driver and a female conductor of our station were missing last night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info The police quickly found the young man who called the police late last night and was suspected by the police of being insane.

Two hours later, the young man and the old lady were found.

That night, the Beijing Evening News and the Beijing News quickly reported the shocking news and conducted live interviews with the young man and the old lady.

On the third day, the police found the missing bus near the Miyun Reservoir, more than 100 kilometers away from Xiangshan Temple, and found three severely decomposed bodies inside the bus.

More puzzling doubts followed.

First: it is impossible for the bus to travel more than 100 kilometers after running for a day, and the police even found that the fuel tank of the car was not gasoline at all, but blood.

Second: What is even more puzzling is that the body found has been severely decomposed in less than two days, even in the summer, and the autopsy confirmed that it was not man-made.

Third: After the police strictly inspected the surveillance cameras at various intersections leading to Miyun that day, nothing was found.

This is the supernatural story that was prevalent on the Internet in his previous life, Qin Feng knew in his heart that although it was said that this was a rumor, the process of the real story was not much different from this rumor, the difference was the details in it, and the hidden confrontation behind this matter.

In this world, I am afraid that no one knows the 330 bus incident better than himself.

Qin Feng, who was standing at the bus stop sign in a daze, fell into hesitation.

"Do you want to go?"

I have been hesitating this thought in my mind, yes, after I entered the university in my previous life, I unexpectedly participated in this matter, and it was precisely because I knew something that I shouldn't know, so I was hunted down and killed by other monks in the feng shui world, and finally fled to Xiangshan Temple, where I was rescued by Master Zhiming, and then obtained the inheritance of Meishan Mountain Technique.

Now that he has been reborn, should he participate in the 330 bus incident and crack the conspiracy of murder?

"Horn!" A piercing horn sound woke Qin Feng up from his memory, and the bus came.

Qin Feng got on the bus with the other people waiting for the bus, bought a ticket, and went back to school.

"Forget it, I don't want to be so much, just accumulate some yin virtue for myself!"

Qin Feng shook his head, thinking a little helplessly, since he had already remembered this matter, he would take action to solve this problem, although this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but he who had the divine sense of the Great Perfection Realm of Questioning Qi, facing that group of people, was not as difficult as in his previous life, not to mention, he wanted to investigate the sneak attack of someone when he broke through in his previous life, and sooner or later he would have to step into the feng shui world, and according to the clues of his previous life, find out who was behind the scenes.

Walking on the campus of Kyoto University, since you have made a decision, you have to prepare well.

Qin Feng thought in his heart.

But it's almost lunch time now, so let's go for lunch first.

Back to the dormitory building, back to the door of my dormitory, the door was already open.

Qin Feng knew that there should be a new roommate coming and approaching the dormitory.

Sure enough, a thin student wearing glasses was sorting out the bedding, and there was a middle-aged man in a tunic next to him.

"Hello, my name is Shang Hezheng, your new roommate, a freshman in the Chinese department. This is my dad. Shang Hezheng was stunned for a moment, put down the futon he was arranging in his hand, walked over, and stretched out his right hand very formally.

"Qin Feng, a freshman in the Department of Archaeology. Qin Feng had a smile on his face.

The wheel of history is still moving forward steadily, the same as the trajectory of the previous life, there is no change, Shang He is his roommate in the same dormitory in his previous life, although it is only a few months, but he knows that Shang He is a native of Beijing, he is very good, he looks thin, but in terms of making friends, he has a lot of ideas, and his family is a little related.

"From now on, it's going to be a battle in the trenches, so please take care of it. Shang Hezheng said with a smile.

"Each other, each other. ”

“……”

Qin Feng originally planned to go out to buy something in the afternoon, but with the arrival of Shang Hezheng, he temporarily changed his plans.

As a local Beijing people, Shang Hezheng is absolutely an old fritter.

No, after cleaning up the dormitory, after his own Lao Tzu left, he took Qin Feng around, explaining all the way, and those who didn't know thought he was an old student of Beijing University.

Originally, Qin Feng had a good feeling for Shang Hezheng in his previous life, and after an afternoon of communication, the relationship between the two was very harmonious.

After dinner and busy work for a while, both of them returned to the dormitory.

"Brother Feng, when the brothers in the dormitory are all here, let's have a good meal together, I know that there is a small restaurant on the back street of the school, and the food tastes very good. ”

Shang He, who was lying on the bed, was talking.

"Okay, you can organize it then. ”

"I don't know when the remaining two brothers will arrive. ”

"It should be soon, there are still two days, the registration will be over, and the military training will be carried out soon. ”

"Well, yes, it should be soon. ”

“……”

The two chatted with each other.

The next day, early in the morning, Qin Feng got up early, and while he was still reporting, he was not assigned a class, so Qin Feng was very free in time.

Today, I'm going to get some things ready for the upcoming bus incident.

Jingshi's Cultural Old Street, which is also a very distinctive street in Beijing, is not far from Tianqiao Old Street.

After breakfast, Qin Feng came here.

The shops here open much earlier than the shops on other streets, and it is the morning market.

When he came here, Qin Feng mainly bought some spell-casting supplies.

"Long incense, incense burner, yellow ......" Qin Feng muttered, when he came to Beijing to study at university, he didn't bring these things, his current cultivation is only in the realm of qi cultivation, these things can't be abandoned yet, and they haven't reached the point of gathering spirits.

On the cultural old street of Beijing, pieces of time-honored signboards are hung horizontally, and Qin Feng is casually strolling around the store.

By the time of the morning, the morning market had passed, and there were no customers in these shops.

The shop that Qin Feng is visiting now is an authentic century-old signboard store, and the things sold in it are basically things about old metaphysical objects.

The things that Qin Feng used to cast spells were basically almost purchased, and the 10,000 yuan he borrowed from the old Taoist priest cost him more than 4,000 yuan.

Don't look at these things as inconspicuous on weekdays, but it's not a simple thing to get good things.

Qin Feng looked at it casually, and suddenly his expression was slightly stunned, and on the cabinet in front of him, there was a ......

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