The driver just said that this group of people is just acting... Could it be that the crew would have such a conscience to get them the real thing? It's not impossible, but it's extremely low.

I didn't know what kind of rune paper it was, after all, I hadn't used a few rune papers as a novice watchman, but just by the word "order", I could conclude that the group of people had real rune paper on their foreheads. Mu Lao once taught me how to draw talismans, and I also noticed that the beginning of the real talisman paper must be the word "order"!

"Little ghost, that old man is not an ordinary person, you must not be careless."

Mu Lao's extremely serious words came to my ears faintly, and I nodded lightly, paying more attention to their group.

What struck me was that although the people behind the old man had their eyes closed and talisman paper on their foreheads, they were not affected in the slightest when they walked, and even their strides and arm swings were neatly aligned, as if carved out of a mold.

After closer inspection, I was surprised that there was a straw rope that tied the ring fingers of this group of people and strung them together.

The old man led the group of people slowly to the back of the carriage, he was dressed in a gray-brown old-fashioned long-sleeved shirt, his back was bent like a longbow, his face was vicissitudes, his head was gray, and he looked like he was aging and was about to enter the coffin. But strangely, his face was full of energy, and he walked like a fly, lean and capable like a young man.

The old man glanced around the carriage with a smile on his face, shook the bell lightly, and spat out only one word, "Sit!"

The five people behind him immediately walked straight to the seats in front of them and sat down one by one.

Sensing the eagle-like eyes of the old man, I hurriedly turned my head, and the group of people sat in the back row, and it was inconvenient for me to turn my head to observe them.

At this moment, I was amazed that the old man had passed sideways through the empty seat behind the passengers.

There were a few empty seats in the back of the carriage, so why did he sit behind me? I felt a little uneasy inside

"Let's take them for a while, don't delay the big guys' time, we can still get to the terminal on time." The driver shouted and started the bus to move on.

The brightly dressed girl next to her was still playing with her phone. But my attention has shifted to the old man behind me at this time, Mu Lao has already noticed that he is not an ordinary person, can it be said that he is also a servant? I thought to myself, and I couldn't help but hug my backpack tightly.

The old buses are not lit inside, so the passengers are blurred in the twilight along with the view from the windows.

I could only hear the slow breathing of the old man behind me, and I didn't know what he was doing, and the situation was very bad - I was completely passive, and the other party probably already knew my identity, but I didn't know if he was friend or foe.

I swallowed and foamed, determined to use the glass cup to detect the identity of the group of people with talisman paper on their heads, so I gently unzipped my backpack with my right hand...

A ray of purple light immediately shone out along the gap!

I was so shocked that I immediately closed my backpack, and my face turned pale - the seats in the last row were filled with dead people!

What kind of fame is this old man doing, he actually led a group of dead people into the car!

My heart couldn't help but hang, what does this old man want to do? What should I do? Now let's ask Mu Lao what kind of rune paper it is.

As soon as I lowered my head, a wrinkled palm suddenly reached out from behind and slapped on my shoulder.

I sat up straight like an electric shock, and without turning my head, it occurred to me that it must be the old man who tapped me on the shoulder.

"Little Daoyou, what do you call it?"

Although the old man's voice was old and hoarse, it carried a kind tone, which made me feel a little reassured.

"Is there something wrong with the old gentleman? My name is Wang Hui. "My brain was spinning, and I finally decided that it would be better to say a fake name. Because if he's a night watchman, maybe they've already started to want me within the Shadow Organization, so wouldn't I be caught in the net if I say my real name?

"Do you know what I do?" The old man asked softly, his voice so small that he seemed to deliberately keep it from others.

I turned my head slightly to glance at him, and saw a smile on his gentle face.

"Isn't the old gentleman acting in a TV series?" Of course, I can't reveal my identity without confessing to myself, so I pretend to be an ordinary person first and see what he says.

"Hehe, little Taoist friend is really interesting." The old man smiled slightly and said:

"Daoyou and I are the same kind of people."

Hearing this, my eyebrows furrowed slightly, and my hanging heart did not let go. What exactly does he mean by "one type of person", does he mean that he is also a watchman, or is he also a servant? Or is it the capable?

If he was a watchman, I wouldn't have to be nervous when I met my peers, but if he were a night watchman, it would have been a vicious battle. Obviously, this ambiguity does not reveal his identity.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, in a low voice. Since he has already had a showdown with me, and he and I both master the Dao arts, and he is older than me, it is more appropriate for me to be commensurate with my seniors.

"Don't be suspicious, I'm just a Mr. Yin and Yang who eats with a mouthful of food." The old man said with a smile.

Is he Mr. Yin and Yang? I remember that this kind of person is just a fortune teller who wanders among the people? I have always felt that they are just pretending to be ghosts, relying on their own clumsy tricks to deceive those superstitious old people, and my heart is naturally extremely disgusted with such people. Could it be that you met a real Mr. Yin and Yang today?

"Oh, my predecessors are fortune tellers," I said suspiciously, "I'm a teacher, how can I say that we are the same kind of people?" ”

"Hehe, it seems that Daoyou still has scruples about me." The old man said, and reached forward, and the direction he was about to grab was my backpack with the glass jar!

Seeing this, I immediately became nervous, and hurriedly hugged my backpack with both hands.

To my surprise, the old man didn't mean to snatch, but only patted the backpack twice with his fingers, then retracted his right hand and said with a smile: "Those who think of the Tao in my heart are all my friends, how about it?" Are we the same kind of people? ”

He actually knows what I have in my backpack! Could it be that he saw it when I opened my backpack just now? The backpack contained rune paper, glass cups, etc., which clearly indicated my identity.

I didn't know what kind of medicine this old guy was selling in his gourd, so I had to laugh dryly.

The old man did not care about my embarrassment, and continued, "Now that time has passed, there are fewer and fewer believers in the world, and some of my peers are full of nonsense and morals. Naturally, my fortune teller has nothing to eat, so I can only do such a thing. ”

With that, his old dim eyes glanced at the row of strange people behind him.

I was confused, is this kind of deed just leading a few corpses to run?

When I was in the countryside, I also heard the old man talk about the strange things like driving out corpses in Xiangxi, but I didn't know what was going on.

"Is there anything that the senior is looking for me?" I asked straight to the point. He chatted with me here for a long time, just to get close to me, but I don't know what the purpose is, the only thing that is certain is that he has no malicious intentions, it is better to ask him directly.

Hearing this, the old man put away his smile and said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist, do you know that I am over half a hundred years old but I have never met a like-minded person, and it is fate that I meet you here today." But there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

"What?"

"Then I'll be blunt, the first time I saw you in the car today, I saw a black gas rushing straight to Yintang between your eyebrows!"

The old man looked at me with a serious face, "I can tell you, no matter where you go, you will be lucky this time!" Nine deaths!"

After listening to the old man's words, I was really frightened. Although it is somewhat dangerous for the watchman to carry out the mission, this is enough to prove that his words are not nonsense, and as for his saying that I am in great danger, it is very likely to be true.

I steadied myself and asked, "What should I do according to my predecessors?" ”

"Of course, I immediately turned around and went back." The old man said decisively.

"Nope." I shook my head, "I have to go." ”

"That's a little tricky." The old man pondered for a moment, then raised his gray-white eyebrows and looked at me, "In this way, I will make a fortune for you and give you a chance." Whether you live or die depends on your creation. ”

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