Chapter 72 Diary
"Zhou Mao."
I couldn't help but pronounce his name.
Why does Brother Zhou's name appear in the diary?
Curiosity drove me to open the diary.
The bus in the background of the diary seems to be the No. 14 bus.
Bus with tail number 9413.
Could it be that this is Brother Zhou's diary?
I know that Brother Zhou is Lingzhen and the first driver of the No. 14 bus.
I'm not as afraid of him as I thought.
After all, he never meant harm from the beginning.
If he hadn't reminded me and pointed me to find Lin Hualong.
Maybe the grass on my grave has grown by now.
Opening the diary completely, I browsed the contents in three lines at a glance.
This is not Brother Zhou's diary. I quickly read the first page and then turned over several pages at once.
This is a diary recording the deaths of previous drivers of the last bus on Route 14!
I turned to my name at the end, and my heart was beating so hard.
Wang Jiuye noticed that I suddenly stopped moving, and stretched his head to look at the diary in my hand.
Unprepared, the diary came into Wang Jiuye's hands, and he read it with gusto.
And my mood is really not that good. I saw the ending of Brother Zhou.
To be precise, it was not the ending for him alone, but the ending for him and that car of people.
Human flesh is nothing more than delicacies to spirits.
Brother Zhou and the passengers in that car all made a feast of delicious food.
I don't know why Brother Zhou became a spirit, but I can guess the reason why he helped me.
Grab the diary back from Wang Jiuye's hand.
I turned to the end, the page where I recorded my first driving experience.
Wang Jiuye was not unhappy either. He stretched his head and continued to read the contents of the diary.
I also focus on journaling.
The one about me was longer than the others, a full forty-nine pages.
I remembered what Master Lin once said to me.
I have to drive the No. 14 bus for 7,749 days to get rid of the curse of the No. 14 bus.
There is still half a month left before the forty-nine day, and the contents recorded on the last fourteen pages of the diary have not been experienced by me yet.
I turned to the last page, eager to know my ending.
Will he be killed or disabled like the previous driver?
The diary has ended with me. Will I be the last No. 14 bus driver?
9413. Will I be the one who survives a narrow escape?
The last page of the diary was torn out in half.
The part that records my ending has become a mystery.
"You're so lucky, why did you become someone's sacrifice?"
Wang Jiuye teased me playfully, as if he knew something.
I thought to myself that it was really possible that he knew.
After all, he has been working as a spiritual master for many years, and he has seen a lot.
But intuitively speaking, I think it would be better not to ask him.
Who knows if he will talk nonsense, because Ling Zuo's words are the most unbelievable.
Under the dim moonlight, I looked at the ground carefully, feeling that there should be some clues.
About me and the incredible last bus on Route 14.
"Stop looking for it. Apart from the diary in your hand, all that's left is a small card under your feet that might be of some use."
I have always been skeptical about Wang Jiuye's words.
When I raised my feet, I saw that there was actually a card under my feet.
I bent down to pick up the card, and then I noticed Wang Jiuye standing behind me and took a deep breath.
It was as if most of the strength had been taken away from my body in an instant.
He turned around suddenly and glared at Wang Jiuye fiercely.
"What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to take my life while I'm weak?"
As I spoke, I could feel my body being extremely weak.
Even when his life was sucked away by the spirit, he never felt such a strong discomfort.
"You kid made too much fuss, so I sucked your manhood."
Wang Jiuye's nonchalant tone really irritated me.
Is Yang Qi inhaled casually? If you suck out the yang energy, I will die!
Knowing that this old guy had bad intentions, Bai Xian disappeared into the world.
My amulet is gone, and even Wang Jiuye bullies me.
For a moment, I, a strong man of 1.8 meters, felt as aggrieved as a child.
"No, didn't the person you were with tell you that you couldn't leave your back to Ling Sui?"
Wang Jiuye said helplessly, he never expected that I would be wronged.
After imparting knowledge to me, Wang Jiuye got into my body.
It was only now that I realized that I had left my back to Ling Sui.
Once there is any strenuous activity, the lamps indicating Yang energy on the top of the head and shoulders will be affected.
The yang energy in a person's body will become unstable, and the spirit may absorb the yang energy.
"I feel that if I deal with you every day, I will be killed by you sooner or later."
I was smoking outside just now. He had obviously noticed that there was a ghost following me.
When I smoke, they don't stop me at all.
He was probably unhappy because of what I told him, but Wang Jiuye didn't make any movement at all.
In such a ghost place, there was no one to talk to. You can imagine how scared I was.
Outside the window, which had been silent for a long time, there was another rustling sound.
My heart tightened, and I clutched the coins Bai Xian left for me.
The coins were neatly stacked together, and I stared at it.
The panic in my heart gradually calmed down.
When the enemy comes, the general will stop him, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it.
I really don't believe that Master Wang Jiu can watch me die.
This old thing is very hypocritical.
If I beg him humbly, it will probably be useless.
When there is really a ghost who wants my life.
He will help me without me begging.
But I will suffer a little, such as being beaten half to death by the ghost.
Or being cut into a bloody mess by a flower knife.
"Master Wang Jiu, Master Jiu, you are magnanimous. You have sucked my yang energy, but you can't watch me die."
Master Wang Jiu was amused by my useless look.
He came out of my body and kicked me first.
Fortunately, he still showed mercy in this kick.
"Is this all you can do? There is wind outside, and the trees are shaking in the wind."
Hearing Master Wang Jiu's explanation, I didn't know what to say for a while.
Since I became the last bus driver of Route 14, I haven't had a good rest for a long time.
Not only has my physical fitness declined, but I am also always in a state of fear.
If there is a slight movement outside, I will feel panic and fear.
People have a natural fear of ghosts, and I don't think it's shameful.
I just feel embarrassed when being laughed at by Master Wang Jiu.
If you listen carefully, the sparse sounds outside are really made by the movement of trees.
But I have a hunch that the sound of the trees seems to be covering something.