The driver's tone was melancholy.

I didn't expect that this driver's eldest brother and that supernatural bus would have such a connection and involvement.

Seeing that the scars of other people were revealed, I didn't want to ask again.

He apologized:

"I'm sorry master."

The driver smiled:

"What's so sorry about this, that's what happened.

And more than a decade has passed.

I've always wanted to see the JK7231 that others call terrifying.

Even if it's dead, it's worth it.

At least, our family of three can still be together. ”

The driver looked at it and smiled, and said lightly.

But his eyes were clearly full of thoughts and hopes for his wife and children.

Although I don't know him.

But I felt his emotions, the pain in his heart, and the longing for his wife and children.

I've read a sentence on the Internet before;

The ghost you are afraid of may be the one that others think about.

I just casually asked to see if I could get any information about the JK7231 bus.

I don't know if I asked these things.

I didn't want to tell what happened in the early morning.

But after hesitating, I still said to the driver:

"Master, actually, I got on that bus.

You should, you should have seen your wife and children......"

I think it's better to give hope than despair.

As soon as the driver heard what I said.

His face froze suddenly, and he looked up at me in the rearview mirror.

But he was stunned.

The bus crashed straight into the side of the road.

Frightened, I hurriedly spoke:

"Car!"

The driver heard me speak and suddenly reacted.

Hurriedly looked straight ahead and slammed the steering wheel.

There was a "creak" and a screeching sound of brakes.

The car hit sideways, and it almost didn't throw me out of position.

The two passengers in the back were also taken aback.

At this time, he scolded the driver:

"How did you drive?"

"I'm scared to death, can you look at the road?"

The driver stabilized the bus and apologized to the two passengers again and again.

Then, with wide eyes, he looked at me nervously and said:

"Little, little brother, you, have you really been on the 330 bus, JK7231 car?"

I nodded:

"That's right, my car on Taihang Road, the car at the back door of the Third Hospital."

As soon as the words fell, the driver asked again:

"So, did you see a woman holding a child? What row do they sit in? What color to wear? ”

I could feel the excitement of the driver.

I thought back to the fact that the woman was breastfeeding her baby in the early hours of the morning, so I had the impression.

Then he continued:

"By the cab, second row. At that time, in the car, a woman was holding the baby and breastfeeding.

The woman, I remember she was wearing a white dress.

The bottle in the woman's hand was yellow. ”

When I said this, the driver's emotions suddenly couldn't hold back.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

At this time, we also arrived at a platform.

The car came to a steady park, and the other two passengers also got out of the car, and no passengers got on the bus again.

In the car, it was just me and the driver.

The driver lay on the steering wheel, crying out with a "woo woo", and kept saying:

"It's them, it's really them. On that day, I took them into the car.

I also bought that bottle for my daughter. ”

Crying here, the driver took out a cardboard box from the glove box next to him.

He's in a hurry, and I don't know what he's going to do.

Just sit by and watch.

I have never been a father or a husband.

But I could feel that he missed his wife and children deeply.

After a while, he hurriedly took out a yellow bottle from the cardboard box.

The bottle is very old and has scratches.

But the style and appearance are basically the same as what I saw on the supernatural bus.

My eyes widened and I was surprised:

"That's it, it's this bottle."

The driver took the bottle and said to me:

"This is what I picked up from the reservoir after my wife and children had an accident.

I've been carrying it all these years.

Hope to see them again.

In that case, I am willing to die.

But for more than a decade, I've only heard from people that their bus has appeared.

But I haven't seen it.

Little brother, I—I beg you a favor. ”

The driver's eyes widened and he became a little excited.

"Help?"

I'm suspicious, I can't protect myself, how can I help?

The driver nodded very seriously:

"Yes, I've heard that people who got into that car.

In a short period of time, there is a good chance of encountering it a second time.

Little brother, you bring this bottle.

If one day, you get into that car again.

Tell them.

I'm Cao Meng, I miss them very much......"

A few words, but the driver choked up several times.

I actually didn't want to pick it up, but the driver was so sad.

And this is the belief that he lives, the obsession and hope in his heart.

I nodded yes.

After all, I have been carrying ideas for a long time, and I always encounter ghosts when I go out.

In case you encounter it, you may be able to help the driver fulfill his wish, and it can also be regarded as accumulating virtue for himself.

At this moment, there was a sound of a horn from behind.

There are other buses that are ready to enter the station.

Our car had been stopped for a while, and the driver hurriedly started and left the platform.

At this time, he asked me as he drove.

When asked where I was going, he said I had been in the 330.

It means that my luck may be a little bad these days.

Let me be safe and don't go to dangerous places.

He's right, my luck is really bad, I always meet ghosts.

After all, I'm afraid that the only one who can get on the hearse is someone like me who is dying.

I replied with a smile, saying that I was just a little unlucky.

I got into trouble with something unclean, and now it's just a matter of going to someone to help deal with it.

As soon as the driver heard this, he asked me if I was going to Yuzui Wharf to find Song Decai, the corpse collector.

As soon as I heard this, I was instantly interested.

I asked him if he knew each other.

The driver said "um" and said that he knew.

also said that his wife and children had an accident back then, and no one could pick up a cart of corpses.

The divers went down four or five times, but all of them had to go up due to various circumstances.

Even if you want to use a crane, you can't just lift the bus out.

The body was soaked in water for three days and three nights.

More than 10 families cried for three days and three nights guarding the reservoir, burning paper in the morning and evening.

Some people say that it was the river god in the reservoir who was disturbed and detained our family.

In the end, the matter got big, so I invited Song Decai, the corpse collector, to come over.

At that time, he looked black and thin, and he didn't look like that kind of master.

But they walked around the reservoir twice.

The corpses of their family members, one after the other, kept surfacing from under the water.

Without exception, all face down with their backs to the sky.

It was he who jumped into the water, one by one, and dragged them to the shore with his hands.

The bus was finally hoisted ashore smoothly.

Over the years, in order to see his wife and children again, he also went to find this Song Decai alone.

It's just that this Song Decai is very weird.

Every time he passed, he ate behind closed doors......