I regret that I came so early, I might as well sleep at home for a while, I really don't know where I got my enthusiasm.

Now if you want to wait until half past eleven in the evening, you have to wait for more than ten hours for the No. 4 bus to depart.

All right! In order to keep nothing wrong with the first mission, and to earn trust points to save my life, I just stood here and waited for it! It is not certain which stop bus No. 4 passes by.

As soon as my heart was crossed, I squatted in an inconspicuous corner next to the No. 7 stop sign, watching the buses and passers-by coming and going.

When I was tired of squatting, I changed to squatting, I took out the white steamed buns in my backpack and gnawed on them when I was hungry, and drank a bottle of mineral water when I was thirsty, and I suddenly felt that I was no different from the homeless man lying on the ground opposite.

I stayed up until the afternoon, and as I was staring at the passing cars in a daze, a woman holding a black wooden box passed me in high heels......

"Oops!" The woman's right foot slumped and she fell to the ground screaming in pain.

The wooden box I was holding in my arms slid to my feet.

Only then did I realize that it was an urn, and there was a photo of a young girl on the top of the black box.

Judging from the black and white photos, although the girl has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, her face is haggard, and her hair is frighteningly thin, as if she is suffering from some strange disease. It's a pity that such a delicate face is even more weird and terrifying set off by this handful of hair......

What made me shudder even more was that she was looking straight ahead with a smile on her face, and her gaze was just on me!

"These broken shoes!" The woman rubbed her feet and scolded.

I cursed in my heart, but I carefully picked up the urn and handed it to the woman.

The woman took the urn in a panic, and hurriedly bowed her head in distress and said, "Daughter, I'm sorry!" I'm sorry! It hurts you. The tone was full of pampering, as if it was really her daughter in her arms.

I can't help but feel in my heart, this girl is so thin, she is separated from her mother when she is young, she is really a poor mother and daughter......

"Are you alright?" I asked with concern.

"It's okay, I didn't get to my feet."

After softly thanking me, the woman walked away with the urn and gradually disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at the woman's back, the more I thought about it, the more strange I felt......

Although she looked like she loved the girl very much, she still wore high heels when her daughter died, she could smell perfume on her clothes, and when she walked, she showed half of her bright red skirt behind her coat. The makeup on his face is still very heavy, and this is definitely not what grief should be......

It must be a bit of a trick, but I don't have time to look into it, so I'd better mind my own business for now.

From daylight until dusk, I stayed here until evening.

As the night came, there were fewer and fewer passers-by, and finally became extinct, and buses were quietly parked in the parking lot.

In my anxious waiting, the hands on my watch finally turned to half past eleven.

That's it! I immediately stood up and walked to the very center to look around the station.

Moths swirl in the dim streetlights, and the silent bus stop looks a little scary......

A lonely moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by a few remnant clouds, and in the bleak moonlight, the surrounding shops were closed, and even the homeless man opposite shrank into the corner to sleep.

Will there really be a bus departing at this time? I looked around in confusion.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly the sound of the engine sounded in the station, and an ordinary bus emerged from the pile of buses after work.

"There's a car coming." Mu Lao immediately reminded.

I hurriedly ran to the front of the car to see its number - it was really a No. 4 bus!

The yellow-green bus slowly drove to the stop sign and stopped, and the engine "hummed".

But do I remember that this is not the No. 7 bus stop?

Confused, I walked over and saw that there was a big scarlet number written on the stop sign: 4!

When I came in the morning, there was no No. 4 stop sign, which should have been modified at night when I was not paying attention.

I stopped in front of the bus door and realized that I was the only one waiting at the stop sign and the entire bus stop.

Swallowing and foaming, I stretched out my right hand and was about to knock on the glass when the car door "bang!" opened.

I couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and I slowly stepped up the stairs and saw that the driver was a thin man in his forties, who was staring intently ahead, without even glancing at me.

I paid attention to the driver's information card hanging on the window, but it only had the driver's serial number, the car number: K4 train number

After flipping the coin, I went into the car and sat down on the side.

This location was carefully selected by me, not only as close to the car door, so that I could run away as soon as I noticed that something was wrong, but also to see the whole inside of the car.

"Boom ......"

With a tremor in the body, the bus started moving. The car was old enough, and the seats under the butt creaked when it moved.

I glanced at the road map hanging above my head, and was surprised to find that the No. 4 bus only set up five or six stops, and then drove to the final stop: Yangpo Cemetery.

It's really going to the cemetery...... The old man didn't lie to me.

So what exactly is the purpose of this mission? Do you want to test my guts......

"Be careful. There is a lot of yin in this car. Mu Lao's solemn voice reached his ears.

I nodded slightly, realizing that the task might not be as simple as I thought.

When I looked up, I inadvertently looked up and saw the rearview mirror in front of me, and instantly met a pair of eyes.

This driver is secretly looking at me through the rearview mirror!

Noticing my gaze, those eyes quickly turned forward.

But I have an extra heart...... This driver is a bit eccentric, he always sneaks a peek in the rearview mirror to watch me.

"Master, are there many people in the car at night?" I was the first to ask.

But the driver looked at the window seriously, as if he hadn't heard.

"Master ?......"

In the rearview mirror, the driver's face suddenly became nervous, and the arm holding the steering wheel trembled incessantly, as if I was going to eat him.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, I wanted to ask something, but I didn't expect it to be boring to talk about myself, so I had to cough twice and stop talking.

I turned my head to look out the window, the bus route was to the suburbs, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street, only the dazzling neon lights were still flashing, and every now and then a car "Boom! Passing by.

After a while, the bus slowly slowed down and slowly stopped on the side of the road. I turned my head to look out the window, this was supposed to be the first stop.

With a deflating sound, the front door "bang!" opened, and the coin was a slender young man in his twenties.

He staggered to the car, holding the armrest and looking around the car, as if wondering where to sit.

From a distance, I could smell the smell of wine on him, and I couldn't help but turn my face aside in disgust.

This guy sat next to me uninterestingly.

"Boom! Prosperous! ......"

The old bus trembled for a while and continued to move......

I thought that I had to keep an eye on it, so I took off my backpack and held it in my arms, gently opened a gap, and saw the faint blue light in the dark glass cup in the bag, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Red light is yin, blue light is alive, purple light is corpse, and yellow light is ghost. I still keep it in mind.

"Doot toot!"

The mobile phone rang, and the guy slowly took out his little Nokia mobile phone from his pocket.

Since the hands-free was turned on, the voice was so loud that I could faintly hear it, and it should be the voice of a middle-aged woman on the other end of the phone.

"Ann Chen! Why don't you go home yet? The family is dying!" If you don't come back, your dad will beat you!"

"Mom...... I got on the 14th bus and was home right away. The guy said as he struggled to hold up his eyelids.

"You're drunk! It's so late and there's a bus?!"

"There really is."

"Come back soon, what time is it?! Why are you playing so late......"

"Got it, got it."

The guy named An Chen shook his dizzy head and put Nokia back in his pocket.

I kindly reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, this is the No. 4 bus ......"

"What?!" The guy sat up from his seat suddenly, looked at the license plate on his head, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, "I'm Cao!" Wrong car!"

An Chen staggered to the front, "Master, I got in the wrong car!" I'm going to get off!"

The driver looked at him with a frown, and pointed to the route map, presumably meaning that he could only get off the bus until the next stop.

The next stop is Bayi Road Junction, which is about two miles away.

An Chen reluctantly returned to his seat, "It's so far away, it's really unlucky." ”

As soon as he sat down, he turned his head and asked me, "No, buddy, why is this 4 road open in the middle of the night!"

I could only shrug my shoulders, "I don't know either." ”

"But the car didn't deviate much." An Chen looked at the road map and muttered, "The next stop is Bayi Road, I'll take two more stops and get off the bus closer to my house." ”

So he sat down in his seat again, and looked out the dark window.

"Have you ever been on a 4 bus before?" I asked him softly.

"Previous?...... Haven't sat on it. An Chen shook his head, "Speaking of which, I didn't even know there was a No. 4 bus." ”

"Huh?! 4 way!"

An Chen bounced up from his seat suddenly, his eyes staring straight at the road map and moving back, a frightened look appeared on his face, "Yangpo Cemetery! It's a ghost car!"

"Bang!"

I was wondering what An Chen was talking about, when the car in front of me suddenly opened, and a girl dressed in white slowly stepped into the carriage......

As soon as I saw her face, my face turned pale: my hair was thinning, and my face was as white as if I had lost too much blood...... She is exactly like the girl in the urn!

My heart has fallen into an ice cellar, she is not...... Dead?!

But the next scene made me even more creepy, and my hairs stood on end!

The corners of her mouth were raised, and her godless eyes were fixed on me...... I smiled the same as in the photo!

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Author: Rainy days and ghost stories are more compatible