After Lin Fan asked the Crooked Dragon King and the Vulgar God of War, he asked the other 11 remaining passengers one by one.

Except for one passenger who had no tongue and could not communicate, the other 10 passengers had all the names of strangers.

Some are called Yang Wei, some are called Wuzhishan, some are called newspaper sellers, and some are called Baida Thighs.

These meaningful names further confirm Lin Fan's conjecture that a ghost may be born from the emotions that humans inadvertently released into various objects.

"According to the principle that the accomplice is born with strangeness, does it mean that when this strangeness is born, there are these carriers of corresponding names around?"

A sloppy and vulgar man's room suddenly appeared in his mind. The bed was covered with beautiful legs magazines and a novel with the cover "The Return of the God of War" series, and the ground was filled with abandoned toilet paper balls.

This hearse was weird and was born in this place?

This seems unlikely, right?!

There is too little intelligence to draw a positive conclusion.

He shook his head, pressed his guess to his heart, returned to the middle seat, and sat in an adjacent position with Pan Xiaoqin.

"How is it, are there any gains?"

Pan Xiaoqin asked in a voice, "Did you see who is the body?"

She followed Lin Fan and asked around, but she had no clue at all. Everyone looked like the original body. If he hadn't given orders, she would have wanted to shoot arrows.

"It doesn't seem to be the essence..."

Lin Fan frowned and answered while constantly looking at the passengers behind him.

Is the body a hearse?

His head raised slightly, staring at the bus roof, and gradually narrowed his eyes.

How about trying to get Pan Xiaoqin to shoot once?

"What are you here for?!"

At this time, a familiar smell of perfume came again, interrupting Lin Fan's conjecture.

Turning his head and looking, Pan Xiaoqin raised his hand bow again.

In the middle of the aisle, Huangmao raised her hand with a despicable look on her face and said with a flattering smile: "No, no, I'm just curious about what you are saying, I didn't hear anything!"

"You go back to your seat. When you arrive at the station, get off the bus!" Pan Xiaoqin said viciously.

But with her appearance, no matter how fierce she acts, she looks very tempting, which makes the yellow-haired mouth dry.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan couldn't help but shake his head and curse him secretly. In such occasions...

He was suddenly stunned, feeling an inexplicable sense of incongruity, but he couldn't say something was wrong.

His eyes moved from the back of the yellow-haired back to the front row to the man in black leather opposite the aisle.

On the opposite side, the man in black leather lowered his head, his body trembled constantly, his head tilted forty-five degrees, and his eyes seemed to be infected by the ghost behind him, and kept secretly glanced at the back.

Looking at the reaction of the man in black leather, Lin Fan activated his spiritual energy again and looked at him and found that he was still a living person.

"Xiaoqin, you can see if they are alive!" Lin Fan leaned into Pan Xiaoqin's ear and whispered.

He was worried that he was too weak to see the truth clearly and was blinded by strangeness.

Pan Xiaoqin did not say anything, and looked back and forth between the two with her psychic eyes.

After a while, she turned her head and whispered: "All living people!"

They are all living people...

Lin Fan frowned and looked back and forth on the man in black leather and many strange things.

Try to find common ground.

Behind the back, the accusers secretly glanced with pairs of squint eyes and with sinister eyes. When they saw Pan Xiaoqin looking back, they unconsciously turned their sight away, so afraid that they dared not look at each other.

At this time, Pan Xiaoqin also noticed the strangeness of the man in black and said nervously:

"Lin Fan, what's going on with him? Are he polluted?"

The bow and arrow in his hand were raised unconsciously again and pointed it at the man in black.

"don't want!"

With a scream, a "plop" sound came. The man in black knelt on the ground, burst into tears, and kowtowed repeatedly: "I was wrong, let me go, please!"

"I'm not seeing Xiaofang anymore, I'm going home!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan and Pan Xiaoqin were both dumbfounded.

But soon, Lin Fan reacted.

At the same time, he also understood that the man in black looked like a ghost, and he was not polluted. He was afraid of these ghosts!

Lin Fan used the perspective of an ordinary person and looked at the bus.

Next to it, a beautiful woman dressed like a future female warrior, with two bows and arrows on her body, one big and one small, looking so beautiful that she doesn't look like a mortal.

Behind, there were thirteen crooked melons and jujubes, emitting a gloomy and terrifying aura. From time to time, they glanced at the front with vicious eyes, revealing a desire to swallow you alive.

In front, the female driver in red said nothing, driving an old bus and occasionally passing through a building.

In the eyes of ordinary people, how can you not be afraid of this kind of scene?

I and Pan Xiaoqin knew that this car was a ghost bus. The route I took was from 33 years ago. The buildings I shuttled through were just built later. I was used to it and didn't care about it all.

But the man in black is a real ordinary person.

Perhaps, before, he missed his lost lover very much and wanted to see Xiaofang. For this reason, he asked God to tell the Buddha and prayed for a meeting.

But when he really encountered this strange scene, he realized that he felt fear. The fear of death suppressed the longing and occupied the high ground of his brain.

At the same time, when Pan Xiaoqin, who was not sure whether it was a human or a ghost, could no longer hold back and completely collapsed.

After all, he listened to Lin Fan in the carriage and kept asking those people, how did you die, how did he die.

It would be fine if you encounter a passenger who answered seriously how to die. The thirteen passengers behind them all seriously told them the cause of their death.

He didn't understand yet, he got into a ghost car!

The thirteen people behind were all ghosts who had just died, while Lin Fan and Pan Xiaoqin were like judges, asking about the causes of death of other ghosts.

"This...this!"

Looking at the man who kept kowtowing on the ground, Pan Xiaoqin was completely confused. She was neither holding the bow nor lifting it. She looked at Lin Fan helplessly, feeling a little at a loss.

"Stop kidding, I'll let you die now!"

Lin Fan ignored her and said something that shocked her.

These words were very effective. The man in black stopped, snot and tears, begging for mercy: "Please, let me go, I will never dare to do it again!"

Lin Fan said coldly with expressionless face: "Don't you go to see Xiaofang anymore?"

"It's gone, I figured it out. Living people should stay where they should stay, dead people..."

The man in black felt that he had said the wrong thing and trembled again. He didn't dare to continue speaking.

"Since that's the case, I'll ask you who told you that there is a ghost bus here and you can see Xiaofang?!"

He narrowed his eyes and asked this question that he should have found something wrong.

"I said, can you let me go?" the man in black said with his head down and trembling.

Lin Fan said without hesitation: "As long as you answer this question seriously, I will let you go in the next stop!"

He did not want to explain that he was a living person. When the man in black had collapsed, it was meaningless. It would be better to take the opportunity to ask himself what he wanted to know.

"It was Master Jia who told me that there is a ghost bus here, and you can see Xiaofang!" The man in black said hurriedly.

Lin Fan and Pan Xiaoqin looked at each other, with some incredible eyes, and asked, "Who is Master Jia?"

"Master Jia is the owner of the coffin shop in the suburbs and a famous cemetery in Fuyuan County!"
Chapter completed!