Duan Xinghe slowly got on the bus and took the bus, living with these world-weary people, he would indeed be disturbed by the aura emanating from their bodies.

The weather was a bit rough tonight, with heavy clouds obscuring the moon and the sky dark. The bus crumbled in the reflection of the moonlight, and there was an eerie feeling.

Duan Xinghe had a very bad feeling, Duan Xinghe didn't particularly believe in the statements of monsters and ghosts, in Duan Xinghe's consciousness, if people were worse than those demons.

It's a long way from the downtown area of Flowing Water, and because it's a forest road, there's no roar or noise of cars......

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