The Last Train to Hell

The relationship between the old man and me is not very close, it can be said that we met by chance, but I still regard him as the closest person.

Because he is the younger brother of the blind grandfather, he has a similar face to the blind grandfather.

"You kid, you are also unlucky. How did you get involved in the matter of the last bus of No. 14? We old guys have been warned not to interfere in the matter of the last bus of No. 14, so I can't help you."

The old man suddenly changed his face and looked at me with pity.

When I heard that the old man was going to ignore it, I was not surprised. Speaking of the matter of the last bus of No. 14.

It's my own business, and it has nothing to do with others. It's normal for others not to intervene.

Besides, they have all been warned not to get involved. Since the old man said so, it must be true.

Otherwise, even if it was directed at the blind grandfather, he would not sit idly by.

"Let's solve this first, and go up to talk."

The young man said with a serious face, and his attitude was a world of difference compared to before.

I watched the young man's actions carefully. This time, he didn't let me urinate around the corpses. Instead, he mixed my blood with something he had just taken out evenly.

Then he threw it directly on the things on the ground. Then the bloody things on the ground spontaneously combusted, and the flames rose quite high.

"Okay, go out. There shouldn't be any problem. Go up and talk about this kid."

The old man glanced at me and nodded to the young man.

I don't know what they are going to discuss, but judging from their current attitude, they shouldn't do anything to me.

Maybe they will tell me some ways to save my life. After all, I am also the old man's junior.

Back to Building No. 2, I feel that the suffocation in the building has disappeared a lot.

It should be related to the death of the things below. This time I have helped a lot. For a while, I felt a little smug.

"You are still beautiful? If I were you, I would definitely not be able to laugh."

The young man probably still holds a grudge. I just rejected him mercilessly. Now he talks to me in a tone that deserves a beating.

Knowing that he and the old man are of the same age, I put him in a range that I can't beat, so I won't blame him even if he speaks to me in a bad manner.

In the final analysis, it's useless for me to blame him. After all, no matter how much I say, I can't cause substantial harm to him.

It's simply a simple matter for him to deal with me with a casual move.

"What's your relationship with Master Wang Jiu? How do you know him?"

The first person the old man asked was Master Wang Jiu. I didn't expect him to be so famous. It's reasonable to think about it, if I am one of the ten evil spirits in Fengdu.

There will be many people who know me, but it's a pity that I am now equal to a dead person in the eyes of others.

"He lives in my body, so he is a neighbor?"

I pretended to be relaxed and said that I knew that the old man couldn't help me, and I didn't want him to know that my life was in dire straits.

Complaining to him would only make one more person worry.

Now think about it, it's better for no one to know my current situation, anyway, I am a lonely person.

If I encounter misfortune one day, I can die silently, and no one will feel sad for me.

"Su Ren, I will give you the bell too. Anyway, I am old and can't use this thing. But I have to make it clear to you that no matter what, the incense burner must be taken back."

The tone of the old man was very serious. He was not joking with me at all. Just now, I saw the old man using the bell to control the monster, and I knew that the bell must be a very powerful magic weapon.

Especially when dealing with spirits, it's just such a valuable thing, and the old man is willing to give it to me.

I was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, shouldn't this kind of thing be passed down directly to the person closest to you?

Could it be that the old man is like the blind old man, childless, and the closest person is me?

"You kid, are you doubting me? It's not a particularly precious thing. It doesn't matter if I give it to you. With it, the ghost will have to work hard to hurt you. You still have a small axe in your hand, which should be able to protect you."

I understand what the old man means. Although he cannot directly participate in the matter of the last bus on Route 14 due to the warning of others, he can give me something to save my life.

The young man was very uncooperative with the old man, sneered and rolled his eyes.

The attitude is as annoying as ever.

"You are willing to give him this thing, which is very generous."

Of course I know that the bell is not an ordinary object, although the old man pretended to be indifferent.

In fact, I understand very well that the old man is afraid that I will refuse to accept it after I know the original value of this thing.

In fact, the old man really misunderstood. I don't care about the price of things now. Living is the most important thing.

"Well, I used your blood just now, so I owe you a favor. This is a jade charm for protection. You can use it to save your life. Ordinary spirits can't do anything to you."

An inconspicuous jade piece was stuffed into my hand. Although I don't know the value of the jade, I can see that the price of this thing is definitely not cheap?

Otherwise, the young man wouldn't have such a painful expression on his face.

The old man gave me a bell, and I hesitated before accepting it.

I didn't hesitate at all when the young man gave me the jade charm for protection. I took it and stuffed it into my pocket without any politeness.

The old man shook his head helplessly and handed me the bell.

Knowing that I still had to go to Building No. 4, the old man was worried about me, so he followed me out of the window and went to Building No. 4 with me to visit Zhang Ning.

The young man and the old man bowed to each other and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I was still curious about how the young man maintained himself, and couldn't help asking the old man.

"Little grandpa, how did he maintain himself? He looks exactly like a young man in his early twenties."

I felt that the young man didn't tell me the truth, and I didn't want to miss such an opportunity to make a lot of money, so I asked the old man shamelessly.

Since he is the younger brother of the blind grandfather, it is right for me to call him little grandpa.

The old man looked at me with a puzzled look, and when he noticed my money-loving eyes, he shook his head helplessly.

"That thing is not delicious. Didn't he just say that? Eating Tai Sui meat can make you immortal, but the price is that you can only eat raw meat. That's why he always has blood on his mouth."

Thinking of the scene of myself eating raw meat, I decided not to ask any more questions.

If that's the case, Tai Sui meat may not be a good thing.

In terms of efficacy, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it, but the side effects are too great.