CHAPTER 217: CHAPTER 190: MIDNIGHT TERROR

But his idea didn’t last long because the three of them faced the problem of how to sit.

Normally, Ye Zhixia, being a boy, wouldn’t actively ask to sit with one of the two girls.

But... today’s situation was a bit different.

Of the remaining five seats, aside from two that were together, one was next to an ’original passenger’ on the bus.

He was too scared.

At this moment, only sitting next to Li Shang could barely give him some courage.

Later, Li Shang once remembered asking him. She couldn’t understand why he was scared since everyone there was a ghost. Moreover, with Li Shang and Yun Chu beside him, there was nothing to fear from the ghosts.

Ye Zhixia’s answer was, "It’s the same as when people watch horror movies or visit haunted houses. Even though you know it’s fake and that you won’t get hurt, you still feel scared. It doesn’t change anything."

...

After pestering them, he finally managed to sit next to Li Shang as he wished.

Li Shang sat on the outer seat, while he sat by the window.

Being in the last row, with the iron shell of the car behind and Mu Yunchu in front, this surrounded them on all sides, making him feel very safe from the ghosts.

The bus started, making a teeth-grating noise as if all the rusty iron was screaming.

Not long after they started, the temperature inside the car suddenly dropped, and Mu Yunchu’s breath instantly turned to white mist. Clearly, this wasn’t a normal temperature.

Li Shang excitedly rubbed her hands, completely ignoring Ye Zhixia, whose face was getting paler and paler, muttering under her breath, "There’s a good show to watch."

The lights inside flickered more frequently, casting the faces of those ’people’ in alternating bluish and pale hues. A faint sound of crying echoed inside, as if it was both very close and very far away at the same time.

Even an old woman sitting directly under the light turned her head 140 degrees without moving her body.

Just as she was about to look their way, the fast-moving bus mysteriously stopped again.

Li Shang’s smile stiffened on her face.

"What’s going on?"

"Aren’t you going to scare us now?"

Could it be that they were going to be let off here!

However, it wasn’t the back door that opened.

It was the front door.

This meant—another passenger was about to board!

In the trio’s brief surprise, a young man looking just over twenty got on the bus.

He wore earphones, looked down at his phone, and casually swiped a card on the machine without even raising his head.

With a ’beep’, an electronic voice announced: Student card.

This indicated he was still a student.

Mu Yunchu recalled that there seemed to be a university nearby. Judging from his appearance, he probably was a student from there.

Because he kept his head down and was wearing earphones, the university student hadn’t noticed the unusual circumstances around him since he got on.

As for the fact that a new target had appeared, the ghosts on the bus became eerily quiet.

It seemed like they were no longer eager to scare them like before.

The university student sat diagonally in front of Mu Yunchu, next to an old woman with gray hair. Seeing him continuously play with his phone after sitting down, she could only start speaking.

"Child."

"Child?"

She weakly called out several times, but found no response from him.

With no other option, the old woman gently patted his shoulder.

Still, the student showed no reaction.

Feeling the gazes of the surrounding ghosts seemingly directed at her, she felt utterly embarrassed.

Even though she prided herself on her expression management since becoming a ghost, now she felt unable to maintain it.

She gritted her porcelain teeth, resisting the urge to crush them, and mustered all her strength, raising her arm high. Just as she was about to heavily punch the student.

She watched as he suddenly bent down to tie his shoelaces.

The force she gathered couldn’t be withdrawn, and the old woman hit the plastic seat with a ’clang’.

"Hiss..."

Li Shang behind couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

The old woman’s face, already pale, turned an almost bluish shade.

As if on the brink of a total meltdown.

But fortunately for her, after tying his shoelaces, the student seemed to realize something, removed his earphones, and looked at the old woman.

With an innocent and puzzled expression, he asked, "What is it, grandma?"

The old woman quickly adjusted her expression, continuing with her original lines.

"I lost something, young man, could you help me find it?"

The male student appeared very serious, furrowing his brow with a righteous look.

"It’s not convenient."

"Hmm?"

The old woman grew even angrier, seeing he wasn’t following the expected script.

"Aren’t you going to ask what I’m looking for?"

Male student: "I think that’s your privacy."

Old woman: "..."

She had to continue speaking herself, "Actually... I died in a car accident, and I’m hoping you can help me find my head."

With that, her head rolled off and dropped to the ground.

The male student picked it up and made a shooting gesture with it.

The old woman’s head was accurately thrown into the trash can.

"Yes! Three-pointer!"

"What did you just say, grandma?"

The others: "..."

Old woman: "..."

By this point, with developments going as they were, there was no point in further setups.

The old woman was more furious than ever, and the entire bus flickered with electricity, returning to the state before the student boarded.

Unlike then, other passengers also started to move.

A group of ghosts, some with twisted faces, some with missing body parts, began to stir restlessly. Some twisted their heads 180 degrees and stared straight at their direction, others gradually turning transparent before slowly manifesting, trying to scare them with these eerie actions.

But Mu Yunchu seemed oblivious, simply sitting quietly in his seat with a gaze as calm as water.

That wasn’t all, the next moment, the lights went out abruptly, plunging the cabin into pitch-black darkness where you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face, the cries of ghosts growing more piercing. A pale hand emerged from under the seat, grabbing the student’s ankle.

He no longer was as calm as before, screaming in terror.

Following that, countless pairs of eyes, flickering with ghostly light, illuminated in the darkness, hovering around him.

"Are you...are you human or ghost?" The male student trembled all over, his face as pale as paper, as he muttered.

The female ghost standing in front removed her head, tightly hugging it, and with a sharp voice, said, "What do you think?"