Time: noon: 13.06

Three hours away from Dachang City.

At the entrance of the village, Jiang Xiaobai lit a cigarette, and the cigarette that 'Zhao Kaiming' gave him was better than his pack of fake cigarettes, and the taste was in the middle, but the smoke smell was a little strong.

The fire in Shanhe Village burned, the dark paper was flying, the fragrance was Miaomiao, and the tribute was offered...... The tribute is in the mouth of the ghost baby.

Jiang Xiaobai took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the headquarters: "It's me, Jiang Xiaobai, the ghost of Shanhe Village ran away yesterday, I don't know how many there are, and the organization of 'Circle of Friends', how much do you know." ”

"Okay, it has been recorded here, and the situation near Dachang City will be kept at any time,...... Circle of friends? How do you know about this organization? "Summer Snow Trail.

"The circle of friends is here with me, but the people are dead, and there is no scum left." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Then the ghost ...... in its body." Summer trails.

"Uh-huh......." Jiang Xiaobai beckoned to the ghost baby, and when the ghost baby saw this, he ran over with the tribute in his hand and said, "Imprisoned." ”

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll roughly sort out the information of the circle of friends and send it to you, they are a non-governmental organization, they can compete with the headquarters, you better be careful recently, and notify us in time if you encounter a situation."

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaobai raised his hand, and when the ghost baby saw this, he stuffed the tribute in his mouth, turned his head and ran.

"How do you feel that this ghost baby has a consciousness of its own? Could it be the reason for eating the ghost of 'Xiao Hua'? ”

Jiang Xiaobai groaned, turned around and picked up his backpack, looking at a white cloth of about 6m inside, he pulled the zipper, put the bag on his back, and left with a cigarette.

A human face appeared on his shoulder out of thin air, and Jiang Xiaobai didn't bother to look at it: "If you don't come, you will stay here." ”

The human face disappeared, and the ghost baby followed behind with a cower, holding the tribute in his hand, eating the tribute in his mouth, and raising his gray-black eyes from time to time, looking at whether a coffin would suddenly appear in the sky.

Jiang Xiaobai is gone, the ghost baby is also gone, and Shanhe Village is also gone in the raging fire.

At the entrance of the village, a strange figure appeared, 'it' moved its body, its back was facing the direction they had left, holding a thick thread that was about to break in its hand, and its figure gradually disappeared in place.

Time noon: 13.39

Jiang Xiaobai drove a taxi parked at the barricade, raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Don't gnaw on the engine." ”

The ghost baby didn't bother with the engine, but turned to the car door and bit it.

Soon, the taxi drove about 10 kilometers and was forced to stop.

Jiang Xiaobai stood on the side of the road, looking at the taxi with only one board and three roulette wheels left, he was smoking a cigarette, a little depressed.

The ghost baby hugged the tire, bit on the steel plate, bit down with a ding, chewed it twice, opened its mouth again, and bit towards the steel plate.

The ghost baby is like a starving ghost, he doesn't eat anything but gold, and he is never picky.

A bus quickly drove towards this side, Jiang Xiaobai threw away his cigarette, signaled the ghost baby to hide temporarily, and he reached out to stop the car.

The bus stopped with a sudden brake, the door opened, and the middle-aged driver beckoned to Jiang Xiaobai and signaled to get on the bus.

The bus is white as a whole, a little old, and there is an advertising sticker on it: sponsored by Dachang Qihang Company, contact number 169xxxx.

Jiang Xiaobai got into the car to pay, there were few people in the car, there were four students sitting in the back row, a sleeping man sitting on the left side of the seventh row, an old woman sitting in the third row, and a dog and a woman sitting in the first row.

Randomly found an empty seat and sat down, on the left side of the fifth row, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the white fog outside the window, his eyes closed, and the white mist poured in from the gap.

The bus door closed, and the middle-aged driver stepped under the accelerator, and the car moved.

But suddenly, the bus braked suddenly, stopped for three seconds, and then returned to normal and drove on the road.

But Jiang Xiaobai's face gradually became solemn, the white mist in his hand did not appear as in the phenomenon, the ghost domain could not be opened, or some kind of stronger spirit was suppressed!

The ghost baby also sat aside, staring straight ahead, motionless.

Jiang Xiaobai stood up, and immediately went back to the chair, he took out his mobile phone, the mobile phone had no signal, he took out the mobile phone with 48% power, there was a signal, and immediately dialed the phone of the headquarters:

"Hey!?"

"What's wrong?" Xia Xiaoxue wondered.

"Paranormal events...... I'm on a bus, ...... here" Jiang Xiaobai hung up the phone and didn't continue.

In the fourth row of seats in front of him, a hunchbacked old man slowly turned his head to look.

In the third row, a white dress, like a mourning dress used only for white things, also turned his head to look.

In the first row, two children holding hands, their heads turned 90 degrees, and they brushed together.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't look back behind him, but looked diagonally upward, a display screen, and the number on it was 31.

If he's not mistaken, the display is used to count the number of people on board, and only old buses use it.

The new bus will not need this thing at all, pay to get on the bus, the big deal is to crowd people for a while, get off at the station, and crowd people for a while.

In other words, there were thirty people in the car, or thirty ghosts, in addition to him!

The scene outside the car window was pitch black, even a little weird, and there was no outline in the darkness at all.

The mobile phone called, showing 48%, Jiang Xiaobai hung up the phone, turned off the mobile phone directly, sat in the position, and said nothing.

Three minutes passed, and the announcer on the bus sounded: Passengers who get on the bus should pay attention, the next stop, 'Jiangjia Hotel', please queue up in an orderly manner and get off from the back door......

Five minutes later, the bus slowly stopped, the front and back doors opened at the same time, and the darkness outside the glass temporarily retreated, revealing the door of a small four-story hotel.

There is a plaque on the left side of the gate: Don't believe in ghosts and gods, don't believe in people.

The plaque on the right side of the gate fell to the ground, and the words on it could not be seen.

There is also a plaque on the gate: 'Jiang family, generous people'

The few people sitting in the front got up and walked towards the back door of the car.

The 31 digits on the monitor decreased one by one, and finally became 16.

Jiang Xiaobai wanted to get up, get out of the car, and leave the bus, but the person who got off the bus, or a ghost, was standing at the intersection.

Two minutes passed, the doors closed, the bus started, and the surrounding darkness crept up the windows again.

Jiang Xiaobai poked the ghost baby beside him, it turned its head to look, its face was expressionless, and it slowly turned its head away, staring ahead.

"The supernatural is suppressed, that is, the ghosts here are also suppressed, so ...... These ghosts are in this car and won't kill? ”

Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly, put on his hat, slowly stood up, and looked back and forth.

There was a pregnant woman in the sixth row who was undressed, and I saw a thin hand on her belly.

On the right side of the seventh row sits a little girl, and on the right a man in a cap sleeps.

There was no one in the eighth row, but on the left, there was a white porcelain jar.

In the ninth and final row, there were four students sitting who, judging by the words on their clothes, were supposed to be students of the Sixth High School.

Jiang Xiaobai sat back in his chair and fell into deep thought.

After about 20 minutes of driving, the announcer sounded: Passengers who get on the bus should pay attention to the next stop, 'Itsukushimaji', and passengers who get off the bus should line up and get off the bus through the back door in an orderly manner......

The darkness outside the window disappeared, and Jiang Xiaobai saw the door of a temple, or it could not be regarded as a temple, it should be a shrine.

Itsukushima Shrine.