"Young people in this year are really fearless."

Wen Yiren didn't hear it, and pulled Jiang Yurun to sit straight to the back row.

"Yiren......" Jiang Yurun finally couldn't help it, leaned on Wen Yiren's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you ask me not to talk to people, including the driver, why can?" ”

"Because I'm more beautiful than you."

Jiang Yurun glared at her and didn't look over.

The pleasant face was already thicker than the city walls.

There is still a forty-minute drive from the city to the mass grave, and now the weather is getting colder and colder, and sitting in the car is even colder.

Jiang Yurun buttoned all the buttons on his coat and leaned over Wen Yiren's shoulder, "Yiren, I'll sleep for a while, call me when it's time." ”

"Okay."

The car was driving fast, and the few people in the car were unusually quiet, and they sat in the seats as if they were fake.

However, these people are all living people.

Including the driver, who is also a living person.

In the middle of the night, these people won't be on the same adventure as them!

Of course, it is not ruled out that you have to take this bus home.

The people in the car seem to have a tacit understanding not to look around, not to look at the new people in the car, and not even to turn on their mobile phones.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the car door, and the smell of rotting meat came to my face.

Wen Yiren frowned slightly, looked at the door of the car, and came up with a woman, holding a huge bag in her arms, which was very worn and even covered with mud.

The foul smell came from the bag.

"Wow, what a smell, why does it smell so bad!" Jiang Yurun muttered, slowly opened his eyes, and met the woman's gaze, almost instantly, Wen Yiren suddenly stretched out his hand to block her sight, "It may be the smell of gasoline, you be quiet, someone in the car is dozing." ”

"What does it smell like gasoline, it's clearly meat ......"

Wen Yiren hurriedly pinched her arm, frowned and scolded angrily, "It's the smell of gasoline, you're sleeping stupid!" ”

Jiang Yurun grinned in pain, and wanted to speak, but was glared back by Wen Yiren's eyes.

"Jiang Jiang, tell me about you, why do you always have strange dreams, you should find a psychiatrist for consultation!"

"I ......"

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow, let's be quiet and don't make noise to others."

Seeing that the woman retracted her gaze, she found someone to sit down, Wen Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned close to Jiang Yurun's ear, "That woman should be a murderer, you didn't see it when you fell asleep just now, I can see it, she put a fruit knife in her pocket when she got into the car, and there was blood on it." ”

Jiang Yurun shuddered, hurriedly covered his mouth and shrunk his neck, "It's good that you found out early, otherwise I would ...... now"

Speaking of which, Jiang Yurun made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Wen Yiren nodded matter-of-factly.

Jiang Jiang, this girl is really simple, and she believes in such a suffocating reason.

Actually, that woman is a ghost!

The bag she was holding contained human corpses.

"No, pleasant, I've only been squinting for more than ten minutes, why is the car full?"

"Perhaps, I happen to have to take this train today?"

"I thought no one would dare to sit on the last train of 444, it's amazing."

Of course, no one dares to sit, but there are ghosts who dare to sit!

Except for the first few in this car, the rest are all ghosts.

Now, those people are almost down, and the people in the car, except for her and Jiang Yurun, are only the driver and an obese aunt.