Chapter 119

"Young people these days are really fearless." When Wen Yi didn't hear, he took Jiang Yurun and sat directly in the back row“ Pleasant...... "Jiang Yurun finally couldn't help but lie down on Wen pleasant's shoulder and ask in a low voice," didn't you ask me not to talk to people including the driver, why can you? "“ Because I'm more beautiful than you. " Jiang Yurun glared at her and didn't turn his head. The pleasant face is thicker than the wall. It's still 40 minutes' drive from the city to the mass grave. Now the weather is getting colder and colder. It's even colder sitting in the car. Jiang Yurun buttoned up all his coat buttons and leaned against Wen Yiren's shoulder. "Yiren, I'll sleep for a while and call me when I arrive."“ OK. " The car drove very fast and very few people in the car were very quiet. Sitting in the seat was like a fake. But these people are living. Including the driver, who is also alive. In the middle of the night, these people will not take risks like them! Of course, it doesn't rule out having to take this bus home. The people in the car seem to have a tacit understanding. They don't look around, don't look at the new people, and even don't turn on their mobile phones. Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the door, and a smell of rotten meat came to my face. Wen Yiren frowned slightly and looked at the door of the car. A woman came up with a huge bag in her arms. The bag was very old and even covered with soil. The bad smell came from the bag“ Oh, what's the smell? It smells so bad! " Jiang Yurun muttered and opened his eyes slowly. He just looked at the woman. Almost instantly, Wen Yiren suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her sight, "it may be the smell of gasoline. Keep your voice down. Someone is dozing in the car."“ What's the smell of gasoline? It's clearly meat... "Wen Yiren quickly pinched her arm and frowned angrily," it's the smell of gasoline. You're stupid to sleep! " Jiang Yurun showed his teeth in pain and wanted to open his mouth. He was stared back by Wen Yiren's eyes“ Jiang Jiang, tell me how you always have strange dreams. You should find a psychologist for advice! "“ I... "Well, I'll go with you tomorrow. Let's be quiet and don't disturb others." Seeing the woman take back her sight, she found someone to sit down. Wen Yiren was a little relieved and approached Jiang Yurun's ear. "The woman should be a murderer. You just fell asleep and didn't see it. I saw it. When she got on the bus, she put a fruit knife in her pocket with blood on it." Jiang Yurun trembled, hurriedly covered her mouth and shrunk her neck, "fortunately, you found it early, otherwise I'm now..." speaking of this, Jiang Yurun compared a neck wiping action. Wen Yiren nodded seriously. Jiang Jiang is really simple. She believes all the reasons for holding her feet. In fact, that woman is a ghost! The bag she held contained human bodies“ No, it's pleasant. I only narrowed for more than ten minutes. Why is the car full? "“ Maybe, it happens that I have to take this train today? "“ I thought no one dared to take the last bus of 444. It's amazing. " Of course, no one dares to sit, but ghosts dare to sit! Except for the first few, the rest of the car is full of ghosts. Now, those people have almost got off. Except for her and Jiang Yurun, there are only the driver and a fat aunt on the bus. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.