Seeing that the ghosts behind him were about to catch up, the driver glared at the boy fiercely, pestered him with a resentful sight, and gesticulated anxiously.
The passengers on the bus yelled at the kid who half stepped on the bus, looking strange and strange.
In this way, the boy hesitated to get on the bus.
I'm afraid he didn't get on a black car?
They're trying to force him to get in the car???
What's the plot.
In just a moment, several conspiracy theories had crossed my mind.
Is it hard for the ghost in the car to catch him in a hot pot stew?
Or eat him up?
Ghosts also need rules. You can't eat ghosts casually. He's not delicious!
Seeing where the ghost was, he hesitated to get on the bus. The driver was sweating angrily and wanted to kick the ghost directly.
Dye Bai glanced carelessly at the fierce ghost behind the car. Her bloody red lips caught a smile. She took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand, directly threw the kid into the car and pulled it in. Her tone was lazy: "now that you've stepped on it, don't go."
Kid: "
The kid stared at the whole car and trembled. He really got on a black car!
Where did you pull the ghost directly into the car? Who dares to do this?
It's terrible.
Look at what this says.
What do you mean, if you step on it, don't go!
Seeing the sickle that ran Bai hasn't put in his hand, the kid trembled even more. He looked sad, staggered back and stammered: "Lord death, don't, don't eat me. I'm not delicious. I'm still a fresh ghost. I want to live a few more years!!"
At last, the ghost began to cry.
Dyed white:???
Why cry? You are a ghost. You should have the dignity of a ghost, you know?
It's nothing to cry at all. Don't counselle. Come on.
Nan Jiu smiled sweetly on her face and said in a cool tone, "you think too much, she can't see you."
Looking at Nanjiu's soft, cute and harmless face, the kid stepped back.
Why does he feel that one is more terrible than the other?
God, what kind of car did he get on?
One is the God of death, the other is invisible. I don't know whether people are ghosts.
Don't you really want to stew hot pot?!
Fortunately, dye Bai didn't care that it was a kid anymore, but turned and looked at the driver.
Driver: "
Shit, if you don't scare people, you'll die.
Who the hell is the ghost?!
Ranbai raises his foot and kicks the car. His voice is low and magnetic, which means carelessly lazy: "get up."
driver:??
"Big, sir, what are you going to do?" the driver raised his arm, wiped the sweat on his head with his worn blue driver's sleeve, and said shivering.
It's not easy to be a ghost these days, especially driving a car.
The facts told him that he must not let anyone get on the bus, otherwise he won't even know how to die!
Thinking of his current situation, the driver suddenly felt that there was little hope of life.
It's bad enough to drive in the middle of the night and encounter a god of death who has to get on the bus!
"I'll drive." dyed white said faintly.
"Ah, ha?" the driver almost thought there was something wrong with his ear. He heard it correctly. The driver asked incredulously, "what did you say, sir?"
You drive?
Are you sure it's not his ear?
If you let adults drive
The driver thought silently,
I'm afraid I'll end up with a ghost and a car?