Game of Destiny: This player is different

The bus started slowly, and the bumpy road conditions made the car shake.

Qin Nuo accidentally lost his seat and leaned to the left, and the back of his hand happened to touch the arm of the woman in the flowery skirt.

It's so cold!

"Sorry, it slipped."

He apologized quickly.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, but found that the woman in the flowery skirt still maintained a strange sitting posture and had no reaction.

He put his ear slightly closer to the left.

No breathing, cold body surface.

Not like a living person.

Except for the woman in the flowery skirt, the passengers in front, on the right, and behind were all like this.

His heart skipped a beat, and his right hand subconsciously unzipped the sports bag.

Just at this moment, the bus passed a bend, and the bad road conditions made the vehicle bounce on the spot.

Clang~

A heavy metal object fell to the ground.

It was a wrench.

"Haha, don't panic. My main job is a car mechanic, so it's normal to carry a wrench."

Qin Nuo said casually, picking up the wrench and putting it back.

Ten minutes later, the bus drove over a pothole.

Bang!

A louder noise sounded.

It was a claw hammer.

"As a car mechanic, it's not strange to carry a hammer with you."

Qin Nuo picked up a high-carbon steel claw hammer weighing five kilograms.

This time he didn't put it back, but swung it back and forth in his hand.

He looked like he would start to swing it at any time if he disagreed with someone.

The vehicle continued to drive.

At each stop, passengers got off and new passengers got on, and the occupancy rate remained at 50% from beginning to end.

"The terminus of bus No. 15 is Ningyuan New Town in Dongcheng District, and the whole journey takes nearly two hours."

Qin Nuo estimated the time in his mind.

It took almost an hour since he got on the bus.

Logically, the No. 15 bus should have left Xicheng District and entered the prosperous Dongcheng District.

But there were always woods and wilderness outside the window, with no signs of human habitation.

Something was wrong.

"The mission requires getting off at the terminal. Is this terminal really the location indicated on the route map?"

Qin Nuo was alert to his surroundings, his mind racing.

After another half an hour of observation, he confirmed a fact.

This No. 15 bus that was operating overtime should be a... midnight hearse.

The passengers on board were also the legendary lonely ghosts.

As for the reason.

Whenever the vehicle stopped at the platform, the passengers who got on and off the bus walked on tiptoe!

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Qin Nuo secretly clenched the claw hammer in his hand.

Chen Dachui had Zhang Meimei's personal protection so he was not afraid of ghosts, but he was not.

The dead bus continued to move forward on the road.

After passing a large area of ​​barren and dilapidated farmland, a huge billboard appeared in front.

"Ding Dong! We have arrived at the Happy Crematorium. Please take your belongings and get off from the back door. Please walk well after getting off."

The bus pulled over and the front and rear doors opened.

Qin Nuo's hair stood on end instantly!

He drove a circle and came back again.

The words "infinite loop" immediately popped up in his mind.

If this goes on, it will be a long time before he can reach the destination.

The palpitations slowly rose and gradually filled his chest.

What should he do?

Qin Nuo thought and observed.

"There are four people who can be considered alive in the car, including me."

He turned his head and scanned the car.

Office workers, pajamas uncles, tattooed strong men.

When his eyes crossed with the tattooed strong man in the back row, the latter showed displeasure.

It seemed to say, what are you looking at?

Qin Nuo did not retreat, but stared back directly.

What's wrong with looking at you?

He gestured back and forth with the claw hammer in his hand, meaning that if he didn't accept it, he would try.

Anyway, everyone is on the ghost bus, so who is afraid of whom?

After a brief confrontation, the tattooed man got scared.

He held his breath and turned his head to the side.

As a result, the hot air from his nose sprayed on the passenger next to him, causing him to move.

The head that was originally drooping was stiffly raised and turned.

The lifeless face looked at the tattooed man.

The empty eye sockets without eyeballs seemed to suck people in.

A cold, damp and corrupt smell immediately floated from the back seat.

The tattooed man's face suddenly dropped several shades.

He quickly lowered his head and almost dared not breathe.

After a few minutes, the passenger without eyeballs did not make any other movements.

Instead, he turned his head back and resumed his original posture.

"Ghosts will not easily attack living people, but getting too close will still arouse the ghost's suspicion."

Qin Nuo saw everything and remembered it silently.

The bus always remained in an atmosphere of oppressive silence.

Every extra second felt like a torment.

Circle after circle.

When the bus passed the Happy Crematorium for the third time, someone moved.

It was an office worker sitting near the driver's seat.

He screamed "Wow" and ran to the back door with his briefcase.

Full ofThe bloodshot eyes were full of madness.

An abnormal blush appeared on the originally weak face.

Obviously, this man had released all his accumulated strength at once.

"Ahhh! I can't stand it anymore, I want to get off the bus!"

He shouted and rushed to the door quickly.

The pajamas uncle sitting next to the door showed a look of horror, moved his butt, and changed to a position closer to the window.

The tattooed strong man raised his head slightly, rolled his eyes up and peeked.

As for Qin Nuo, he remained calm.

Before finding a way out, he could not act rashly.

The eyes of the three living people were all focused on the office worker.

But the latter's left foot stretched out of the door, and he was just one step away from leaving.

Can it work?

At this moment, the front lights of the bus suddenly went out, and then the lights in the aisle of the carriage began to dim.

The darkness instantly extended from the front of the carriage to the back.

A cool breeze swept across, blowing on all the passengers.

Danger!

As the darkness enveloped, Qin Nuo felt an unprecedented crisis.

He could vaguely see the fear and confusion of the pajamas uncle and the tattooed strong man.

The passenger closest to the door moved.

The limbs twisted, stretched like a snake, and pounced directly on the office worker.

First the left foot, then the right foot, and then the body.

In a breath, the office worker was entangled by the black shadow all over his body.

"Let me go! My wife is waiting for me at home! Please..."

Before he could utter the last few words, the crisp sound of bones breaking and crushing made him completely breathless.

The light returned to the carriage, and Qin Nuo's pupils shrank suddenly.

Blood, blood, blood, the carriage was full of blood.

The doors, glass, seats, ground... wherever you can see, they are all covered with bright red.

Drops, splashes, streams, scattered shapes... all kinds of strange blood stains, dazzling and eye-catching.

It looked like an abstract painting by Picasso.

"Is this to explode all the blood in a person's body?"

Qin Nuo turned his head and looked at the unlucky man in pajamas who was splattered with blood.

The excessively bloody scene made him confused and he had not yet recovered.

The scene of the ghost killing the office worker must have shocked him greatly.

Qin Nuo retracted his gaze and memorized the rules of "not arriving at the correct platform will trigger the taboo of death" and "you can move freely in the car and change seats".