"Dead...... Dead, all dead! ”

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Han Feng, 20 years old this year, is a typical otaku and a drunken person. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just last night, he discovered a secret: a secret that he could not accept, even fear, collapse, and suffocate in this city that he had lived for more than twenty years.

He was the only one in the city......

One day he accidentally fell on the way home, and was stabbed by a small stone in his eyebrows, and he passed out directly.

When he woke up, he was in a trance, as if he had slept for a long time, and his head was a little swollen.

Look at the sky, it was already dark at this time, there was a look of twelve o'clock in the morning, there were few pedestrians on the side of the road, and the last bus No. 104 was roaring, and there were only a few people sitting on it, which seemed very empty.

Flip in coins, get in the car, and greet the driver, this action is done in one go, I don't know how skilled it is.

The driver turned his head, looked at him coldly, and did not respond to him, his expression was a little cold.

Han Feng felt a chill in his back, and goosebumps appeared uncontrollably.

This driver master is about forty years old, surnamed Zhang, with a round head and a thick neck, Han Feng will greet him every day, and he will respond very kindly.

Maybe it's too late today, Master Zhang is also a little tired, it's normal not to greet him, and he is concentrating on driving.

There were no lights on in the bus, so he casually found a front seat to sit down, it was so late, and there were not many people in the bus, so he didn't need to give up his seat at all.

By the lights on both sides of the road, he saw that the passengers behind him were sitting there calmly with calm faces.

"Ding." After a long time, the car stopped.

"This is my seat, you go to the back!" Suddenly, a little girl came up, her horns in pigtails, and her lips were red like blood.

Her voice was very sharp, and her eyes looked at Han Feng fiercely, as if he didn't get out of the way and would immediately pounce on her.

"Forehead ......" Han Feng frowned, always feeling a little abnormal.

But he still got up, came to the back, sat next to a middle-aged uncle, and politely gave the other party a smile.

The uncle turned his head, and his originally quiet face became a little hideous, and he glanced at him coldly, and then turned his head away and ignored it.

The car moved forward slowly, and the little girl just now turned her head to look at Han Feng, and there was a hint of mockery on the corner of her mouth.

Looking at the retreating building outside the window, Han Feng secretly said that he was unlucky, he could fall on any walk, but after he fell, no one took him to the hospital, this was the first time he had come home so late.

He still remembered that his parents, who had been dead for many years, had repeatedly warned him not to go out after twelve o'clock in the morning, or he would be in danger.

"Dangerous?" He just laughed at the time, thinking that it was his mother's feudal superstition, and didn't listen to it much.

Now that I think about it, it really doesn't seem like he went out after twelve.

"Ding!" The car stopped again, and three people came up, all of them looked sluggish, put coins in the car, and slowly came to a seat and sat down.

On the way, the car stopped two or three more times, and it was already full.

This made Han Feng's scalp tingle, it was so late today, how could there be so many people.

Maybe it's some evening event today, and these people are back a little late?

He comforted himself in his heart, to be honest, as an otaku who rarely went out and never went out after twelve o'clock in the evening, he felt a little chill in his back when he encountered this kind of thing tonight.

"Ding!" The car stopped again, and a very burly young man came up, with his shoulders bare, and there was a very piercing black dragon pattern there.

"Boy, dare to sit in the uncle's position, do you want to die!"

He came to Han Feng's side, bared his teeth, and looked at Han Feng with a fierce expression.

Han Feng was very angry, he never thought that he was a person who was afraid of things, giving up his seat to the little girl was out of love, and you were a big man and he grabbed the last position, it was a little too much to say.

He secretly said that he was unlucky, there were so many seats in the car, why did he find him, and the other people in the car didn't seem to see them, looking at the front with an indifferent face, which made him even more angry.

"Bang!" Han Feng swung his fist, punched through the big man's body, and hit the seat of the person next to him, shaking his hands.

"This ......"

"Hahaha!!"

Suddenly, everything in the car changed, and everyone stood up, some grinning and severed their heads, and some with big mouths and fierce faces......

Even Master Zhang, who was driving, was the same, and through the reflector in front of him, Master Zhang was also sitting there with a blue face and fangs.

And he'...... He has no legs!

Han Feng was so frightened that he actually hit a ghost and hit a car.

He frantically rushed to the car door, slapped hard, his face was pale, and the blood vessels in his hands were tense. Behind him, the group of bull ghosts and snake gods with missing arms and legs were walking towards him step by step.

A female ghost hovered over his head, her tongue deep, only a foot away from his face, and the blood was dripping directly on his face.

"Bang!" He finally pressed the right place, and the door opened.

He began to run frantically, like a fly without a head, not knowing where to go.

Now he was terrified, and the moment he got out of the bus, the whole city went without electricity, what a bad thing it must have been.

In his cognition, it seems that the power has never been blacked out, this is the first time, and it will probably be his last.

Chased by a group of ghosts, he doesn't know what to do now, he can only run forward frantically, as long as he turns his head to look behind him, he will see a ghost car pulling a cart of ghosts chasing him.

Suddenly, he remembered to find someone to help, first of all his best friend Xiangye, who grew up together since childhood and had a good relationship.

"Toot ......"

"Hey, Xiangye, I'm Han Feng." He was nervous.

"Oh...... Han Feng, what are you doing calling me in the middle of the night, and you don't let the ghost sleep! ”

"Bang!" Han Feng threw away the phone in fright.

He...... What did he say, let the ghosts sleep?

Looking at the building swaying in the darkness in the distance, a faint ghost fire appeared from time to time, and the shadow rushed in his direction.

He was so frightened that he forgot to run away for a while, and the ghost car with a cart of ghosts behind him was also slowly moving forward, getting closer and closer to him.

His mind was now full of the phone call he had just made with his good friend Xiang Ye.

……

"Toot ......"

"Hey, Xiangye, I'm Han Feng."

"Oh...... Han Feng, what are you doing calling me in the middle of the night, and you don't let the ghost sleep! ”

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Let ghosts sleep? He...... He's a ghost!