Just after a pause in the coach, I noticed something amazing. When the coach braked suddenly, I suddenly noticed that all the passengers were falling forward due to inertia, but instead of sitting up straight, they were lying motionless on the back of the seat in front of me! It turns out that they are all dead!

This coach is full of ghosts, and if I don't get off in time just now, the consequences will be unimaginable. When I think of this, I feel a little shiny in my back. I hurriedly took another motorcycle and headed for my hometown.

There were no dangers along the way, but I still came to my hometown. My hometown is Chenjiagou. It's a small mountain village in the middle of nowhere. The folk customs are simple, because young people basically go to work. Therefore, most of the entire Chen Jiagou are old people.

And my grandmother is quite famous in the village. It is a well-known half-immortal. He usually treats diseases and saves people, and is quite prestigious. Therefore, in the entire Chenjiagou, the status is extremely lofty. Even with me, there was a lot of light.

In my opinion, compared to the Taoist Chen Daoling, my grandmother is more elegant. But I've never heard of her chasing ghosts or something.

Chenjiagou is a beautiful village. A mountain stream winds through the valley, and there seems to be no avenue in the village, all paved with gravel. Lush forests surround the valley and are neatly terraced and adjacent.

But I'm really not in the mood to look at these landscapes, and I have more life and death matters now.

"Yo, Xiaowei, you've come to see your grandma." A man with a clean hand came over and said.

"yes, where is my grandma now?" I looked at the man and said. This man is my distant cousin. In the entire Chenjiagou, more than half of them are my distant relatives.

"She's in the meditation room right now, go find her." After the man finished speaking, he left with Di. And I quickly came to the meditation room, and my grandmother's house was a huge building with a huge courtyard house, which was unique in the whole village. According to my grandmother, their family used to be a big family as well. At that time, the entire Chen Jiagou was actually controlled by the grandmother's family.

Although she is lonely now, her grandmother still holds great power in the village. In Shili Eight Village, no one dares to disagree when it comes to my grandmother.

There are also several distant relatives who live with my grandmother, and everyone helps each other. Let my grandmother live well in the mountain village. My parents didn't mention the idea of taking my grandmother to the city.

The meditation room is a quaint temple full of Buddha statues. My grandmother was a devout layman who had been fasting and reciting Buddha for more than 50 years, and I could hear the sound of wooden fish knocking on the wood inside before I even entered the meditation room.

When I pushed the door open, my grandmother turned to look at me. She was not surprised, and her old eyes looked at me and said, "Grandson, you seem to be in trouble." ”

"Who's to say it's not, grandma, you can save me quickly." I hurriedly leaned over and hugged my grandmother, and said in a voice of fear: "Our class is dying every day now, and if I am not careful, I will die." ”

Grandma looked at me and sighed faintly. She said slowly: "I already know about you, and the things you provoke are not ordinary, and I can't help it." ”

"Impossible, grandma, you are so powerful, how can there be no way." I shook my grandmother's body as I shook. He couldn't help but shout.

"I really can't help it, no one can approach what you provoke, otherwise you will get caught up in it and become a part of it. If I go, it will only be the same as you are now. When the time comes, it will not only not save you, but will also cause you a drag. Grandma said, shaking her head.

"I see." I muttered to myself, no wonder Chen Daoling would say something like that. It turned out that he had known for a long time that he couldn't solve it at all.

"So what are we going to do, so many people are dead now. If I hadn't figured it out, I'd have died right now. I said with a look of horror.

"No, you are my grandson, how can you die so easily. You're so smart. Grandma shook her head and said.

"But no matter how smart I am, I can't fight the ghosts." I said helplessly. If Grandma hadn't helped me, I'd be dead now.

"You're wrong, my grandson. From the past to the present, how many unjust ghosts and evil spirits have there been? Have you ever seen a great Confucian victim of ghosts and gods? Grandma asked rhetorically.

I was stunned for a moment, and I couldn't answer. In countless wild histories and novels, there are many people who have been framed by ghosts and gods. From the emperor to the common people, but none of them were Confucians, profiteers, or some scholars. And those who have great knowledge and great wisdom seem to be basically not harmed by ghosts and gods.

"The real Confucianism has insight into the world, and they are all righteous and awe-inspiring. Spirits and ghosts do not invade. The so-called Tao Gao, Fu Longhu, De Chong, ghosts, gods, Qin. There is nothing like this throughout the ages. Grandma muttered.

"Well, I don't want to hear that." I couldn't bear to say. Then he stretched out his hand: "Grandma, I'm here to get the Taigong compass." ”

"I knew you were coming, and I've got it ready for you." Grandma was not annoyed, and handed me a quaint compass without hurry. This is a quaint compass with small characters densely written around the compass.

This is the heirloom of our Zhang family, the Taigong Compass. It is said that it is the compass left behind by Jiang Taigong after assisting King Wu in the war. With mysterious abilities. It is said to have existed for 2,000 years, and it has always been a powerful tool used by Ouchi in the deep palace to divinate the fortunes of the country. Legend has it that it has the terrifying power to predict the rise and fall of a dynasty.

And now that the Taigong compass has been passed to my hand, looking at the compass in my hand, I nodded with satisfaction. A magnetic pointer floats above the compass in his hand. There are scales all around, and it looks gorgeous.

"I'll go first, grandma, and wait for me to get through this crisis. I'll come back to see you. I reluctantly glanced at my grandmother and was about to turn away.

Grandma didn't stop her, but she said softly: "Grandson, you have to remember that ghosts and gods are not terrible in this world, what is really terrible is the human heart." ”

"I remember." I nodded, then closed the door and walked away quickly. I don't dare approach my grandma anymore now, because if I'm not careful, my grandma may also enter this game because of me, which I don't want to see.

After leaving Chenjiagou, I began to prepare for the car. Soon a coach came by, and I got in without saying a word. When I went up, I realized that it was too late.

"I'm getting out of the car." I hurriedly said to the driver, whose expression was stiff and indifferent: "No." Then he drove straight to the coach. The bus began to walk, and I sighed. Then he slowly walked to an empty seat.

There are already quite a few people in the whole coach. But the men did not speak, and the whole bus was unprecedentedly silent. Looking at the pale faces of these passengers, I shook my head.

I didn't expect to be back in the bus I was on for the first time. Everyone here is dead, even the driver.

"Big brother, come and sit here." The little girl in red sat down in a chair and shook her arms at me.

I reluctantly walked over and sat down next to her.

"Big brother, you can't escape." The little girl in red smiled. Her face was very strange, and her eyes were already full of blood red.

"Looks like I'm being targeted by you." I glanced at her and said, "I'm not scared anymore." Anyway, I'm already a turtle in an urn now. The whole bus was full of dead people except me.

"Yes, who made you like to take the last train so much. As long as you get on this long-distance bus, you can't get off. The girl sneered.

"Can't you really go down? It doesn't look like much. I said with a sneer. After saying this, I couldn't help but look around, and the passengers around me sat calmly, all of them pale complexion, and some even had corpse spots on them.

Some of them looked anguished, others numb. Others keep tearing their throats. Luckily, it's daylight and it doesn't look so scary.

But I know that if I had been in the car, at night, it would have been many times worse than it is now.

"I said, am I really not allowed to get out of the car?" I said to the driver.

The driver replied as he drove. His voice was as hoarse as hell: "You can't get out of the car until you reach your destination." ”

"So why did I get off the bus so easily last time?" I asked sharply.

The driver didn't answer, just drove silently. And I had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Looking at the view from the surrounding windows, I finally realized. Now the coach is moving fast, and the passengers around it have faces that are as dead as death. And it's changing.

I knew I had to do something or I would die. Now the driver is driving faster and faster, and the surrounding scenery is deflecting. At this rate, it's easy to get into an accident.

No, I had to do something. I shouted inwardly with an anxious expression. At the same time, the brain is frantically calculating. Looking at the dead people around me, looking at the driver, one clue after another converged in my mind.

Soon my panicked look gradually recovered. His face turned into a smile again. I've thought of a way to get out of this coach, and there's nothing wrong with that.

I turned and walked up to the driver, who was still driving, oblivious to my arrival. But just as I stretched out my hand, his expression finally moved.

"What are you going to do?" He asked coldly.

"This old driver, don't you know that when driving, don't play with your mobile phone?" I smiled and grabbed the phone next to the driver.

Then it was shut down directly, and immediately after, a strange scene happened. The frantic speed of the bus began to slow down. And the faces of the passengers around me, who were about to move, turned gray again.