Chu Xiao was a little strange, but he still turned around obediently........

As soon as he turned around, there stood a gray-white woman with a withered description.

It can be clearly seen that under the woman's neck, there are bright red dense blood vessels, climbing upward.

"Ahh

The woman roared at Chu Xiao.

Then, the body suddenly rushed forward, hugged Chu Xiao's body, and hit it hard.

The woman carried Chu Xiao with Chu Xiao, smashed the glass, and fell from the third floor.

"Smack!"

It slammed into the flower bed downstairs.

The people around stopped and began to watch.

I saw that the grass swayed, and a woman fell on all fours, with a strange smile on her face and a low whimper in her mouth.

Like a ghost, his body quickly ran on the ground.

"That.... What is that? ”

"Ghosts?!"

"Hell!"

“.....”

The surrounding crowd let out an exclamation, dodging backwards one after another, crowding and making way for a way.

Then, the grass shook again, and Chu Xiao and her sister ran out of the grass and chased after the woman.

Not slow, close second.

"Hehehe..."

The woman whimpered and rushed out of the hospital and onto the road.

There was a black sedan oncoming, and the woman was like a crazy bull and rushed into it.

With a muffled sound, accompanied by the exclamation of the crowd, the black sedan was overheaded by the woman and flew out.

"Sister, save people!"

Chu Xiao drank loudly, he didn't hesitate at all, and chased after the woman.

The traffic on the entire road was almost paralyzed, and even caused several series of vehicle rear-end collisions.

The woman scurried madly on the road, even into the flower beds and into the woods.

Chu Xiao is still not far behind.

Perhaps, even he didn't know that even without his sister's strength, he could do it alone, and even, shuttling between the trees, he had slowly approached the woman.....

Suddenly, the field of vision is broadened.

They rushed out of the woods and came to a dark, silent road.

The road is still under construction and has not yet been opened to traffic, and there are no street lights on both sides of the road. The whole street, pitch black....

Chu Xiao gritted his teeth and stared at the woman in front of him, his speed getting faster and faster.

Vultures.

It's like a wink, a lack of attention.

In front of the woman, suddenly, a bus appeared unreasonably.

The bus was a little shabby, and in some places the paint had peeled off, revealing large patches of rust.

The woman groaned, adjusted her body, and on the side of the road, towards the open car door, she threw herself on it.

Crashed into the mottled bus....

One minute....

Two minutes....

The doors of the bus began to close.

At the last moment when the bus door closed, Chu Xiao, stretched out his hand, and pressed against the door that was about to close, and he rushed onto the bus.

The door of the bus closed again, the bus started, and slowly hit the road....

Chu Xiao stood in place, he scanned the situation inside the bus....

On the bus, there were eight passengers.

And that woman, impressively, was among the eight passengers.

What is surprising is that this woman, who has died and then gone crazy, after getting on the bus, is unusually quiet, she sits in the seat in the middle of the bus, unusually quiet.

It's like....

Dead again in the past in general....

No... It's not just her, it's these eight passengers.... Both, unusually quiet....

The whole carriage is quiet...

At the beginning of the dawn, there was no recklessness.

He took a step.

"Let's go"

"Huh?" Chu Xiao looked down and saw that the floor on the bus had water stains.

Looking along the source of the water stain, next to the woman's seat, sat a man in a wide trench coat, a hat, a mask and sunglasses.

The man hung his head down, and the hem of his coat....

"Tick, tick."

There are drops of water dripping....

Chu Xiao stepped on the water stains, from the front end of the car, passed by three demented passengers, and walked to the middle of the bus.

Beside the woman and the man in this weird trench coat, he stopped for a moment.

He didn't make a fuss...

He walked straight to the end of the carriage, behind which sat the last three passengers.

A passenger, whose face was a little pale, looked out the window in a daze.

The other passenger, just staring straight ahead.

The last passenger, he sat in the last row, by the window.

He was fundamentally different from the other passengers, a well-mannered man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a delicate top hat on his head.

In his hand, he was holding a drawing board, his expression was serious and serious, waving the brush in his hand, on the drawing board, I don't know, what he was drawing.

The entire silent carriage was filled with the sound of a man's pen touching paper...

"Rustle..."

......

Chuxiao, I already understood.

He's on the ghost bus right now.....

Suddenly, Chu Xiao's palm was cold, and he looked down to see that it was his sister, and she came.

"Brother, some of those citizens have been slightly injured, and they will be fine, don't worry." The younger sister raised her head and looked at Chu Xiao, her voice soft.

Chu Xiao nodded, took her sister's little hand, walked to the last row of the bus, and sat next to the man who painted.

For the arrival of Chu Xiao, the man did not react in the slightest, and continued to paint, very seriously.

Chu Xiao peeked and looked at the man's drawing board.

The man's painting is not yet finished, or rather, it is just beginning, and it is impossible to see what he is drawing.

Chu Xiao retracted her gaze and hugged her sister.

My sister's little nose twitched in the air.

"Brother, why, there are so many dead people here!"

"Why, the man next to you, would be a living person, he was alone, sitting on this bus, wasn't he afraid? Still in the mood to draw? ”

My sister poked her head out and looked at the man's drawing board, and then at the man who was painting.

Chu Xiao didn't speak, and now, the situation is unclear.

In the whole carriage, except for the sound of men's paintings, there was no sound at all.

Chu Xiao looked at the man on the side again.

"If I were you, I would be at the next stop, get off immediately, and definitely not stay in this car for a second longer."

The man who was painting suddenly lowered his voice and said, but there was no pause in the movement of the painting in his hand.

"Shhhh Don't talk, don't bother me. ”

"One more piece of advice, didn't you find out."

"This bus, doesn't it have a driver?"

Hearing the man's words, Chu Xiao immediately looked at the driver's seat in front of him, which was blocked by obstacles, and he couldn't see it at all.

"I'll take a look." The younger sister immediately broke free from Chu Xiao's arms, climbed, and crawled towards the front end of the car.

....

My sister came back and got into Chu Xiao's arms: "Brother, this bus really doesn't have a driver...."

So, who's driving?

So, everyone, at night, be sure not to get on the wrong bus!