Chapter Eighty-Three: The Invisible Flames of War

"Bus No. 88 is about to depart, the terminal is the fall maze, please pull the handrails, do not stick out of the window, the next stop is confused, please prepare in advance for passengers who want to get off the bus."

The voice of the announcer sounded in vain in Shaba, and both the man in black and the shopkeeper couldn't help but shudder.

"Let's go!"

Ye Feifei walked out of the house with the bloody novice sword in one hand and the flashing gray bus summoning ticket in the other.

The especially sensitive shopkeeper saw the summoning coupon in Ye Feifei's hand, and subconsciously thought that it was a favor certificate, and hurriedly shouted: "Stop him!" ”

The shopkeeper's guess was very close to the truth, but he didn't guess correctly.

Killing a few black-clothed people blocking the road in the rain, Ye Feifei boarded the bus from the back door strongly.

"Let's go!"

The doors closed and the bus moved.

Ye Feifei walked quickly to the coin box and put the summoning ticket into it.

The shopkeeper who saw everything in his eyes was full of tears, but he didn't dare to step forward to stop it, not to mention the strength of the little white weasel, even the red-clothed driver and the bus were not simple existences.

"Martin Xiao, you wait for me, I must die for you!"

"You'd better protect yourself first, the shopkeeper won't be so lucky next time!"

When the thunderstorm came, the sand bar became a mound of water and grass, and countless humanoid shadows crawled out of the river, and black aquatic plants as thick as hair and as dense as the sea also stuck out from the bottom of the river one by one.

The shopkeeper and the others were completely surrounded by a group of water ghosts, even if their strength was weak, but once the number was huge, it was not a simple matter to deal with.

"Chen Yi! Li Xinlian! ”

The shopkeeper roared hysterically, but he didn't let the two "people" at the head leave.

The second little boy in the shop knows Li Xinlian!

Standing in front of the car window, Ye Feifei looked around in the distance, but only saw dense human shadows.

If you don't have a weather charm and a summoning coupon today, the trap of the shopkeeper will be a dead end...... Ye Feifei thought of something, took out his pocket watch and looked at it.

Eleven 20 a.m.!

How can it be?

Ye Feifei shuddered, what about the zero point group of ghosts rioting?

What's going on now? Riot ahead of schedule?

"What is it?"

The red-clothed driver turned his head, glanced at Ye Feifei lightly, and said calmly: "Nini's peace letter ......"

Ye Feifei was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the so-called summoning coupon was actually a letter!

"Can you see the content?"

"Get you to your destination and I'll be able to see it."

While speaking, the bus crossed the small stone bridge and the three-way intersection, and Ye Feifei felt that the vehicle shook, and the chassis seemed to have tires.

"The rules of the lost road, you should know about ......"

Although driving, the sound of flesh and bones being crushed by tires was heard repeatedly, and through the window, I could see that the places illuminated by the headlights were all blood-red.

Blood flowed from the car window, Ye Feifei cheered up, but he didn't see the face that Zhang Da and the others saw.

For some reason, the woman's screams rang out all around.

The appearance of the screams frightened Ye Feifei, but it also reminded him of something.

"Who is the woman in the river?" Subconsciously, Ye Feifei asked a terrible question.

The red-clothed driver's pupils turned bloody, and the wounds on his face cracked countless times, and surging blood burst out of the wounds.

"Have you seen her?"

I can't say what it feels like, Ye Feifei only feels that it is cold from head to toe, and the dangerous aura is constantly being amplified.

"The old man said that I was in the coffin that day......"

The little yellow hair stood on end, and his eyes were a little frightened.

The momentum of the red-clothed driver disappeared, and he changed back to the familiar "person", but his voice became a little cold: "That's not something you can know, anyone who knows her has to die......"

The bus drifted, but the red-clothed driver didn't say anything, but Ye Feifei's eyes looked at the roof of the car.

Who could that mysterious black shadow be?

……

In thought, the bus appeared in the coffin shop.

The coffin shop has the lights on, but the doors are closed.

"Have you been in?"

"Someone got on the bus ......"

"Drowning in the river?"

"Hmmm......"

Ye Feifei's face was ugly, and the red-clothed driver obviously didn't want to talk more, and the only thing that could make him take the initiative to speak was Chen Nini's news.

The man in the wooden coffin in the coffin shop was sure that he had come up on the bus from the drowning river, was he the corpse of the semen?

There were tragic screams all the way, both men and women, like a carnival night held by unjust souls, and like lambs to be slaughtered at the scene of the murder, Ye Feifei couldn't even tell whether those cries were human or ghost.

After several turnarounds, the bus passed through the Qinglou.

Perhaps something attracted the attention of the red-clothed driver, who suddenly turned his head sideways and stared at a certain window of the Qinglou through the side window.

shuddered, and Ye Feifei also looked over half-squatting.

There was nothing wrong with the windows, but one of them was open, and a man's body was stripped naked and hung inside, with his white back facing out...... In the thunder light, he saw many bloody wounds on it, except for a small patch of white skin, the rest were stained with blood.

How could there be such an existence!

The "people" didn't see it, but they saw a terrifying scene, and Ye Feifei's back was a little itchy and painful.

Shocking!

Ye Feifei's fear didn't last long, and the bus soon passed through the old neighborhood, and the bloody streets deeply stimulated his senses...... It was almost a murder scene spilled with blood, and it was a terrifying heartbreak......

Seeing this, Ye Feifei already had the intention of giving up, but the thought was extinguished by him as soon as it arose.

Fear can be overcome, he still has a goal that has not been achieved, it is dangerous to have a feud with the shopkeeper, and giving up means death!

Regaining confidence, the bus also passed through the Zhangjia warehouse.

There is nothing distinctive, but Ye Feifei knows that it is not a good place, it is a dangerous world, and Huang Nitian's previous village chief was seriously injured in it.

Dangerous ......

The bus was driving on the street, Ye Feifei glanced at the Zhangjia warehouse on the right, and then turned his head to look at the racetrack on the left, and vaguely felt that the two places were a little quiet and abnormal.

The bus turned into the racecourse on the left, and along a main road to the end, there was a narrow cement road, and the driver in red drove the bus onto the concrete road without any hesitation.

The concrete road is neither long nor short, but the final destination is the suburbs.

"Let's go down......"

Stopping at the back door of a huge courtyard, the red-clad driver signaled that he had arrived.

Ye Feifei was a little nervous, and took Xiao Huang off his shoulders and put him on a chair.

"Send him to the Labyrinth of the Fall."

"I know ......"

Looking at the expressionless red-clothed driver, Ye Feifei took a deep breath, pointed to the roof of the car and asked, "Who is on the roof of the car?" ”

"No one ......"

"But I saw him!"

"Do you know who he is?"

"I don't know ......"

"You don't know, will I know?"

The red-clothed driver gave a beautiful counterattack, but Ye Feifei was not ready to give up.

"I can trade with you with news, don't you think about it?"

"Don't think about it!"

"The coffin car is your car, don't you think about Tan Tu Tan Paper father and son?"

As soon as the familiar name came up, the corners of the red-clothed driver's eyes were bloody, and the guilt and anger in his eyes were entangled, and there were some other emotions in them...... The complicated expression made Ye Feifei a little suspicious...... Is his relationship with the hearse father and son really as bad as the last time he was lost?

"What do you want to know?"

"What can you give me?"

"I can tell you about the situation of Helomon and Valhalla......"

"Huh?" Just as he was about to say something, Ye Feifei found that the alarm of his pocket watch had gone off.

Eleven fifty-eight o'clock!

"I don't have time to explain, I'll talk about it next time."

After a deep look at his pocket watch, the red-clothed driver nodded.

Ye Feifei quickly rushed out of the car and turned into the courtyard in a few steps.

Seeing Ye Feifei disappear, the red-clothed driver squinted at Xiao Huang and started the bus coldly.

The rain was loud, but the bus still drove into the heavy rain, and the driver in red did not choose the road to and fro, but chose another new route.

Due to the presence of the red-clothed driver on the bus, Ye Feifei did not ask about what happened that night when he got lost, and Xiao Huang also held his stomach and didn't know how to speak.

"It's good to catch up next time...... Xiao Huang looked out of the car window and thought silently......