Nightmare Attack

He looked at the first female student to tell the story and asked in a playful tone: "You said you came here because you received the post. Is that true?"

"Really, it's true.

Jiang Cheng was the first to come to her when he saw her. The female student was very nervous, as if she was worried that she would not be convincing alone. She immediately looked at the others, "If you don't believe me, ask them, I think we should be the same." of."

Hearing this, Azhe, the woman in red, the writer, and the driver of the black car all said yes.

At this time, the writer seemed to realize something. He raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng with a puzzled look. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to ask something.

But Jiang Cheng didn't give him a chance, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his slightly narrowed eyes, which scared the writer and immediately stopped asking.

Jiang Cheng looked away and asked calmly: "Where is the post you received?"

The driver of the black car closest to Jiangcheng was hesitant.

Jiang Cheng sneered, "What, inconvenient?"

The fat man took advantage of the opportunity and immediately took on the role of assisting, helping the doctor to cooperate. He pointed at the hesitant driver of the black car and said angrily: "Doctor, I think he just looks down on you and despises you as a trash and a waste orphan, so he doesn't want to talk to you. If you can't do it, you still want to wait until we leave, and someone will hide behind your back and curse you for watching the video clips on the Internet and eating instant noodles without any seasoning packets or anything like that.

Hearing what the fat man said, the driver of the black car turned pale with fright, and his voice trembled, "I don't have it, don't talk nonsense, I have never thought of it that way!"

"Brother, you" Azhe obviously has more say in this group of people. When he saw something was wrong, he wanted to come out and smooth things over.

But as soon as he spoke, he was caught by Jiang Cheng's cold gaze. The next second, he forgot his words. Instead, he heard Jiang Cheng say: "Did I ask you?"

"Stand up straight, take off your sunglasses and talk to me!"

"It's not that we refused to give you the post, it's really that we didn't have it. Just when we came here, the post disappeared." The woman in red explained pitifully: "That post is like a pass, the post After it disappeared, the bus station appeared in front of us. "

Huaiyi's eyes paused, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart, "Why, there was no bus stop here before?"

"No, it was just as dark here as the surrounding area before." The female student hugged her shoulders, glanced at the darkness and quickly looked away, muttering in a low voice: "No one knows if there is something hidden."

Jiang Cheng also knew that there was something wrong with the darkness around him, but he was still more interested in that post. He felt that the people didn't seem to be lying.

The problem here might actually be that mysterious post.

"What do you remember about that post?" Jiang Cheng looked at the people in front of him, "You don't have to raise your hands to speak, you can answer the question."

"It's just a very ordinary invitation post, inviting me to come here at midnight three days later. I have to tell a weird story to complete the task." The female student whispered.

"I received the post a week ago, asking me to come here at midnight today." The woman in red said, "Everything else is the same."

"If you have to say there is something strange, I think that post is indeed strange." The writer touched his chin and said after hesitation: "I mean the background of the post is not synthetic, like paper. "

"It's a very old paper, it's still yellowish, it looks like it's decades old at least." The writer seemed to know a lot about this, so he added in detail.

"When you said that, I remembered it." The driver of the black car frowned, thought for a moment, and said: "The background of that post looked like a ticket, a very old ticket. My father once liked to collect some very old tickets. Old food stamps, train tickets, etc. The background of the post is very similar to these.”

"Ticket" Jiang Cheng slowly turned around and looked at the bus stop sign not far away, a strange look flashed in his eyes, "Is there some connection between these, that the invitation with the same post is actually a ticket?"

"But what kind of car is it that would issue tickets in this way?"

"And it appears that everyone who receives a ticket, whether they come or not, will suffer bad luck."

"Then what's the difference between coming and not coming?"

"No, that's not right!" Jiang Cheng frowned slowly, as if he had thought of some terrible conjecture, "The point is not here, but the passengers of this car. Living people cannot board this car, only after death. It’s okay to become a ghost!”

"This also explains why everyone who receives the invitation will die, because you can't board this car unless you die!"

A vague premonition rose in his heart, and Jiang Cheng felt like he was involved in an unsolvable supernatural incident.

Just when he was about to leave immediately with Fatty Huaiyi, suddenly, a light came from a distance.

It's not the bright car lights, but a yellow, hazy light.

Two dim yellow car lights, like two large lanterns, shone faintly towards them. In the darkness, a huge black outline approached them.

As the black outline gets closer and closer, the ground trembles, and the low roar of the machine is mixed with the friction of various parts. It seems like a heavy and old machine, with its rusty body shaking, slowly driving forward. Come.

It feels like this, but in reality, it's even more shocking.

As the huge black silhouette stopped steadily in front of them, Fatty couldn't help but widen his eyes. A very old bus appeared in front of them.

The body of the bus was painted dark green, and if you didn't look closely, it almost blended into the entire night.

Slowly, Jiang Cheng discovered something even more bizarre, that is, since the appearance of this car, all other cars on the road have disappeared.

Not only the cars on the road, but also the road itself, the street lights on both sides of the road, and the residential areas they passed along the way, the houses with lights on, and the lake all disappeared.

Now the entire area behind the bus was shrouded in darkness. Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked towards the rear of the bus, but found that the back half of the car completely disappeared in the darkness and merged with the darkness.

It felt like it was dragging the entire darkness forward, and wherever the car drove, it would be swallowed by the darkness.

The car was quiet. From the outside, the interior of the car was blurry, not black, or simply blurry. After looking for a long time, it seemed as if the whole person was going to sink into it.

Jiang Cheng involuntarily stepped back a few steps, and the fat man Huai Yi and others followed suit, all staying away from this bus of unknown origin.

Sweat beads began to appear on Jiang Cheng's forehead, his heartbeat accelerated, and he clenched his fists slightly. It was the first time that Jiang Cheng felt the throbbing in his heart so strongly.

This was what frightened him the most, because it was not him who was emitting this throbbing, but the nothingness in his body.

Nothingness was afraid.

Fear of the bus in front of him.