At 3:30 a.m. the next morning.

邾 (zhū) City Railway Station.

Jiang Ting wore a black windbreaker, a bronze coffin pendant around his neck, a bronze ghost mask around his waist, and a bronze hairpin pinned to his collar, and walked out of the train station.

Due to the outstanding contribution of the Pre-Qin Research Institute, in addition to material rewards and honorary commendations, the Tianshu Management Office also gave all three researchers of the Pre-Qin Research Institute a five-day vacation, which made Wen Xi very excited.

Yicheng is Jiang Ting's hometown, he didn't go back for half a year, and finally had a five-day vacation, Jiang Ting didn't hesitate to book a ticket for that night.

The pace of life in the small county town is much slower than that of Xia City, and at half past three in the morning, the city is deserted, with only a few taxis parked on the road near the train station, waiting for travelers to return home.

Jiang Ting didn't take the car, he walked slowly on the asphalt road, wanting to feel the familiar atmosphere, and after a while, he said to his collar: "Jinxian, you can come out." ”

The ghostly light flashed, and a red figure appeared in front of Jiang Ting and gave him a salute: "Jin Xian has seen Gongzi." ”

Jiang Ting shook his head: "No need to do this, you are also a modern ...... now People, if there is not so much red tape today, you should follow the local customs. ”

Since Xia City was carrying out an operation to exterminate ghosts and monsters, during the Strike Hard Period, Jiang Ting didn't dare to leave Jinxian in Xia City, so he simply took her with him, so he could take care of her.

"No."

A smile appeared on Jin Xian's face, and he obediently followed Jiang Ting's side.

One thing to say, it's kind of like playing cosply.

Walking on the road with one person and one ghost, Jin Xian kept looking at the world around her, this was her first contact with the outside world, and she couldn't help but be a little curious.

"This is an asphalt road, paved with asphalt, and asphalt is extracted from oil, in fact, in your time, Kyushu has already begun to use solid oil, and I remember that asphalt spinning wheels were once unearthed in the northwest......"

"It's a street lamp, just like the table lamp you see at home, it's for lighting. Don't worry, it's not hot, my desk lamp is leaking......"

Jiang Ting was talking and Jinxian was listening all the way, after all, in the past two thousand years, there has been no contact with the outside world, and the difference between this world and Jinxian's impression is too great.

Fortunately, Jin Xian is very intelligent and has a strong ability to accept, after all, he has even experienced the transformation of life forms, and Jin Xian's mentality is very good.

Jiang Ting looked at the brocade string beside him, and a feeling of taking the child out for a walk spontaneously: "You said that, that's the bus ......"

Suddenly, Jiang Ting's body stiffened, and a chill arose, and he reached out to grab Jinxian's wrist and motioned for the latter to stand behind him.

The street lights on the corner were broken, the dim lights were on and off, and a little further away they were swallowed up by darkness, and the taxi lights came on at the end of the road, which soon disappeared.

An earthy yellow bus stopped under the lamp, only more than ten meters away from Jiangting, with mottled marks on it, and the advertisements on the car were half drooping, looking very old.

But...... It's half past three in the morning, where is the bus?

Jiang Ting glanced behind him, his surroundings were shrouded in darkness, thick and heavy, even with the eyes of the awakened person, he couldn't see anything five meters away, he turned on his phone, but found that there was no signal.

"Is it a ghost?"

Jiang Ting turned off the screen of his phone and squinted his eyes in the direction of the street lamp, where the bus was still parked, as if waiting for something.

"Jinxian, you go back first." Jiang Ting pointed to the hairpin at his neckline and said in a deep voice. He was now certain that he had been targeted by some unknown ghost.

"Childe ......"

"You don't have enough strength, go back first." Jiang Ting frowned, Jin Xian said "No", and disappeared into the bronze hairpin.

"Heh, do you want me to get in the car?"

Jiang Ting sneered, he took a few steps to the right side, and then suddenly threw a punch.

In Jiang Ting's impression, there should be a wall.

However, as soon as he touched everything, Jiang Ting's fist seemed to hit the air, engulfed in darkness.

"It's supposed to be a ghost." Jiang Ting took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down, "I shouldn't be able to get out." ”

"In this area, the movements I do are different from those in reality." Jiang Ting also knew something about ghosts covering his eyes, "If someone passes by now, they may see me jumping back and forth in the middle of the road as if I have fallen into an evil spirit." ”

"No, I can't wait here any longer." Jiang Ting shook his head, "Although it's half past three in the middle of the night right now, it's hard to guarantee that there are no taxis and overloaded muck trucks passing by on this road, if the drivers are also blinded by ghosts, maybe I will be hit by a car." ”

Jiang Ting made up his mind and walked in the direction of the bus, the bronze coffin pendant was held in the palm of his hand, and the tough rope was tightly wrapped around the back of his hand.

The bus was old and mottled, Jiang Ting stopped at the front door, the door opened automatically, and there was no one inside, and the position of the steering wheel was very dazzling.

With a "clank", Jiang Ting put a coin into the coin box, after all, Jin Xian is now considered "luggage", so Jiang Ting did not count her share.

The door slowly closed, Jiang Ting found a place to sit in the front row, he lowered his head, and reached out to break the iron frame under the bus seat.

The iron frame was deformed in Jiang Ting's hand and was bent alive, and Jiang Ting's wrist exerted force and broke it back.

"I can tear this car down." Jiang Ting came to the conclusion, "Material power can interfere with these two cars, this ghost thing is not as strong as I thought. ”

After another ten minutes or so, the public car slowly stopped, and there were no bumps along the way, Jiang Ting looked out the window, it was dark outside, and he couldn't see anything.

The car door opened automatically, Jiang Ting thought for a moment, sat on the seat, and did not move.

After a full minute, the vehicle shook suddenly, and something seemed to flash in front of Jiang Ting's eyes, and everything around him quickly aged and became old, as if decades had passed.

Plastic seats become brittle, and can be turned into powder with a single twist of your hand; The patent leather of the bus has peeled off, and the metal shell has been stained with large patches of rust, as if it had been abandoned in an open-air garbage factory for a long time; Even the dim lights in the car above were completely extinguished, the screws fell off, and a few wires hung down.

Just like in a movie, everything around Jiang Ting changed rapidly, but in just a few breaths, all that was left of the entire bus was a rusty metal frame.

Jiang Ting was speechless for a while, obviously, the operator of the bus was forcing him out.

Jiang Ting looked out of the car, the surroundings were barren and dark, and dozens of meters away was a temple, which looked ancient.

"It seems that I have a relationship with the Buddha." Jiang Ting nodded, thinking deeply, "Master, it's hard work!" ”

With a "bang", the steering wheel fell off and rolled to Jiang Ting's feet, the bloody handprints slowly faded away, Jiang Ting smiled and jumped out of the car

Then he ran in the opposite direction to the temple.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ting saw the same temple again.

Apparently, he encountered the ghost hitting the wall again.

Jiang Ting stood at the entrance of the temple for a while, and then walked towards the temple helplessly.

In front of the temple there is a sick old tree, which looks half-dead; In the doorway stood two Pixiu, with broken bodies and moss growing on them; The temple door was wide open, and a layer of ash had accumulated on the stone steps in front of the door, and it was obvious that no one had entered or left for a long time.

Facing the temple gate is a large hall, the main hall is magnificent and tall, painted with vermilion lacquer, quite majestic Buddhist gate, the temple door is not closed, Jiang Ting walked straight over.

"Who?!"

A voice sounded from inside the hall, followed by a beam of strong light, Jiang Ting frowned, and took two steps back.

Despite being in the dark, Jiang Ting could still see the things around him clearly, and there were three humanoid creatures standing in the main hall, two men and one woman, and the three of them were holding their mobile phones at the moment, shining in their direction.

"Little Rouer?!"

Jiang Ting was slightly stunned, and said incredulously, because he saw a familiar face among the three of them.

"Tingting?!" A rich male voice came, full of surprise.

"How are you?!"

"Why are you here?!"

In the main hall, the owner of the voice took a few steps forward, he was tall and burly, with a tough face, the man raised the light and shone it on Jiang Ting's face, and then turned back to the two and said, "It's okay, it's my friend." ”

"Xiao Rui'er", formerly known as Zhang Xiaoxian, is Jiang Ting's hair young, the two have been friends for 12 years, and they did not separate until college, and they have an excellent relationship with each other.

Normally, Zhang Xiaoxian is an honest and reliable person, he treats others very sincerely, and never has any scheming, so that Jiang Ting is often worried that Zhang Xiaoxian will suffer losses outside.

But except when he sprays.

However, Zhang Xiaoxian is not a keyboard warrior, on the Internet, he is a good citizen who abides by the law and is a representative of Kyushu's civilized quality netizens.

He likes to spray in the face.

At the moment when the other party called out "Tingting", Jiang Ting was sure in his heart that the man in front of him would not be a ghost pretending.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Ting breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the main hall.

"If I say that I stayed up all night cultivating immortals until midnight, and suddenly wanted to drink milk tea, and just sat down in the milk tea shop, I came to this place, do you believe it or not?"

Zhang Xiaoxian rubbed his messy hair and smiled wryly, "Who knows how I remembered to drink milk tea, the last time I drank milk tea was two years ago." ”

"Don't you think there's a problem with the bubble tea shop that is still open at three o'clock in the morning?!" Jiang Ting was speechless for a while, he really cared about the safety of his friends, after all, at the moment, ghosts were causing trouble, and Jiang Ting didn't know if he could protect Zhang Xiaoxian.

"And how did you get in?" Zhang Xiaoxian was puzzled, he arrived here earlier than Jiang Ting, and he also discovered the abnormality of this temple.

No matter how hard the three tried, they couldn't run out of the temple.

"I said I came by bus, do you believe me?" Jiang Ting showed a strange smile, he didn't believe it himself.

"I believe it." Zhang Xiaoxian looked honest and his tone was very certain, "If you see the bus at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night and still want to get on it, you can do this kind of deadly thing." I still remember that year's Qingming Festival, you pulled me to roast sweet potatoes while singing "Always go home to see" on people's graves, if I hadn't found out early, you would have burned that mountain......"

Jiang Ting's face darkened, and then he found that what Zhang Xiaoxian said was very reasonable, if he didn't know the horror of the awakening of ghosts after the revival of aura, he Jiang Ting might really take the initiative to board the bus to find out.