Quick Transmmigration: The Diseased Male Protagonist is Turning Black

Xia Linyin took down the black bag diagonally across her body and poured out the contents to see if there was anything she could use.

Lipstick, eyebrow pencil, mascara, powder puff...

The cosmetics were piled randomly on the stool. Looking at the pile of cosmetics, Xia Linyin was almost desperate.

In addition to cosmetics, Xia Linyin also found a bunch of keys, a wallet, a box of cigarettes and a lighter, and a mobile phone.

There were a stack of Grandpa Mao, bank cards, credit cards, and some broken coins in the wallet. Xia Linyin took out the ID card in the wallet and took a look.

It's exactly the same as her own ID.

Maybe... is her ID card in the real world.

Xia Linyin opened the makeup mirror, and the face reflected in the mirror was rubbed with thick powder and brightly colored lipstick. The thick makeup was gorgeous and unpretentious.

The painting was really like a ghost, Xia Linyin closed the makeup mirror with a snap, and then turned on the phone.

"Damn it!" Xia Lin cursed in a low voice, and the phone automatically shuts down when the battery is dead. The routine commonly used in horror movies, the chain is dropped at critical moments, and the phone is either dead or no signal.

She wanted to make a call to the mother of the orphanage with her mobile phone. Although she didn't know if the familiar number could be connected after dialing out, she wanted to give it a try.

Give it a try with a hint of luck.

She might not see the sun tomorrow.

Xia Linyin wiped her face. She felt that she was a little irritable now, which would affect her judgment like fear.

Putting all the things that fell on the stool back into the black bag, Xia Linyin only took out a makeup mirror, a lighter and a few dollars, and she could only take these.

The cold wind blew, like ice scum falling on people, Xia Linyin was wearing thin clothes, and her teeth trembled from the cold. She hugged her arms and rubbed vigorously, but the goose bumps did not come off.

Standing up, Xia Linyin walked to the bus stop sign on the side. Of course, there was no 44 bus on the stop sign.

She wandered in front of the bus stop, walking back and forth while rubbing her arms.

"DaDaDaDa—"

The sound of high heels stepping on the ground clearly echoed in the silent night.

"His—" Xia Linyin accidentally slapped her foot before wearing such high heels. She wrinkled her face in pain, and knelt down and rubbed her ankle.

Fortunately, it was not serious. After rubbing it, it didn't affect walking. Xia Linyin simply took off the high heels on her feet and stepped on the cold ground with her bare feet.

The big red high-heeled shoes are red and full of blood, and the heels are thin and high, almost ten centimeters in length.

Xia Linyin grabbed the high heels and waved it twice, thinking that if this were to be smashed all at once, it would be possible to smash a blood hole out of the human head, but it was a pity that she had to face a ghost.

But it's better to have such a weapon in your hand than nothing, at least you can smash it like crazy when you're scared, even though it's useless.

"Baba--"

Hearing the sound, Xia Linyin quickly turned her head to see, a bus was slowly approaching here.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The heart beat violently, bashing the chest heavily, like beating a drum.

Chill climbed up Xia Linyin's back, it was a kind of chill that spread from the heart from the inside out, and it made her feel colder than the night wind around her.

The bus was approaching, and when Xia Linyin saw the "17 Road" sign displayed on the bus, she was taken aback.

The bus didn't stop, and when she drove away from Xia Linyin, the blowing wind made her hair a little messy.

Xia Linyin let out a sigh of relief, and her limbs were soft as if she had lost her strength. She raised her hand and pulled the messy hair on her face to the back of her head. She raised her eyes, but her pupils suddenly tightened in an instant.

A bus stopped in front of her at some point!

"Route 44" is written in blood red on the windshield of the bus, which makes people panic at first glance.

With a click, the bus door opened.

Xia Lin trembled when she heard the sound of the door opening.

After all, the one who should come is coming, Xia Linyin took a deep breath and bit her scalp and lifted her foot towards the bus door.

She knew it was a ghost bus, but she had to get on. Xia Linyin didn't know what would happen if she didn't get on the bus, but she didn't dare to bet.

A "2 yuan" label was affixed to the coin box, and Xia Linyin dropped two banknotes into the box.

The bus driver is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man wearing a uniform blue uniform.

The driver did not squint, did not glance at Xia Linyin, after Xia Linyin got on the bus, he started the bus.

The car door slammed shut behind Xia Linyin.

Xia Linyin clenched the high heels in her hand and scanned the bus.

The bus was empty. Apart from her and the driver, there was one person sitting by the window in the last row.

He should be a young man by his figure and dress.

The man was wearing a black jacket, a baseball cap, his hands hung around his chest and his head was lowered, making it difficult to see his face. He seemed to be sleeping.

The driver and this man don’t look like ghosts, so...Where is the ghost?

Will the ghost be...

Xia Linyin plucked up the courage and made a very bold move. She squatted down, half-prone on the ground, and looked one by one under the seat...

Nothing was found, nor a horrible grimace suddenly appeared, Xia Linyin stood up on the stool so that she wouldn't let herself sit on the ground.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead, and her legs were very soft.

Suddenly, the man looked up at Xia Linyin, then lowered his head again.

The bus stopped, and a middle-aged woman wearing a big flower skirt and curling her instant noodle curly hair got on the bus. She kicked her flip-flops. When she passed by Xia Linyin, she gave her a puzzled look, seeming to be strange Xia Lin Why don't you sit in a place where Yin is free, but like a stone pestle here.

The middle-aged woman found a forward position and sat down. She looked at Xia Linyin up and down, and when she saw the lighter in Xia Linyin's hand, she asked, "Is there any smoke?"

"Huh?" Xia Linyin looked at her, then nodded, "Oh, yes."

Xia Linyin pulled out the cigarette case in her bag and handed it to the middle-aged woman, staring at her and asked, "Do you know which bus this is?"

The middle-aged woman took the cigarette case, frowned and glanced at Xia Linyin, a message saying "Are you ill? Ask such a stupid question" in her eyes.

But in the face of Xia Linyin's giving to Yan, the middle-aged woman replied, "17 Road."

"Excuse me to ask, why are you still outside so late?" Xia Linyin asked cautiously.