Gentle Sleep Instructor
Chapter 891 Claiming a Seat
Fatty regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. With the doctor’s mind, he probably didn’t need their help. They would only be meddling. But…
“Have the supernatural events that erupted in nearby cities been cleared?” Jiang Cheng looked at Huai Yi.
Huai Yi thought for a moment, then shook his head. “No, at least I haven’t heard of any yet.”
“So, only Rong City is their target.” Jiang Cheng nodded slightly and continued, “But according to the information we have, the supernatural events in Rong City aren’t particularly special. Why would they choose here?”
“If they really wanted to interfere with the Watchman's plan, they wouldn’t choose a place like this.” Jiang Cheng said frankly, “I don’t see any targeting intention in this.”
After listening to Jiang Cheng’s analysis, Fatty also felt something was wrong and asked in a low voice, “Then, Doctor, what do you think?” He paused and continued, “Just tell us the conclusion, consider it looking after Brother Huai Yi’s brain.”
“I don’t know, there are too few clues at the moment, but I feel like this isn’t the work of a certain force, but rather a certain individual.” Jiang Cheng tried hard to sketch the other party's identity in his mind.
“Done by one person?” Huai Yi showed a somewhat disbelieving expression. “Brother Jiang, that’s unlikely, right? To put it bluntly, your Scarlet Deep is strong enough, right?”
“Take you as an example. In one night, even with…with that kind of power, you wouldn’t be able to clear five supernatural events, right?” As Huai Yi spoke, he carefully glanced at Jiang Cheng’s shadow, worried that the guy hiding in the shadow would be unhappy.
“You guys can’t do it, so ordinary disciples are even more out of the question.” Huai Yi shook his head and said decisively, “I think we can rule this out. This is definitely the work of a gang.”
Because there were too few clues, further discussion wasn’t likely to yield any reliable results, so everyone simply shifted their attention back to themselves. After all, the most deadly thing for them at the moment was that bus.
Hearing this, Huai Yi flipped out a ticket from his pocket and threw it on the table, saying with a pained expression, “What’s with this? It’s just targeting us. It won’t be happy until it kills us, right?”
After they came back, the tickets came back with them. Jiang Cheng and Fatty could see it a little more clearly because of Lin Wan’er’s explanation, but Huai Yi’s expression was as if he had swallowed a fly.
Jiang Cheng comforted him, “Alright, don’t think so much. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. There will always be a way.” He walked over and patted Huai Yi’s shoulder. “I’ll take you to relax.”
Hearing this, Fatty’s eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together, saying, “Doctor, this time I want Group C. I’ve already asked around. Group A is the female group, Group B is the male group, and Group C is the independently organized model group. They’re all so good-looking.”
“There’s no Group C. Would you consider Drive C?” Jiang Cheng stood up and asked.
Fatty hesitated for a moment. Although he was very disappointed, he thought that something was better than nothing, so he nodded and reluctantly said, “Okay, I guess.”
That afternoon, the three of them surrounded the computer, watching as Jiang Cheng opened Drive C, then avoided all the action movies with English letter warnings in front of them, and finally opened the most inconspicuous folder in the corner. The first thing that popped up was Chu Renmei, the female lead in *The Wicked Ghost* (Shān Cūn Lǎo Shī).
After seeing Chu Renmei’s appearance, Fatty immediately lost all his thoughts.
In the afternoon, they watched several horror movies in a row. During the movies, Jiang Cheng would occasionally pause and point to the scenes of ghosts killing people to popularize knowledge for Fatty and Huai Yi, asking them what they would do if they were the people being chased by ghosts in the same situation.
…
During this period, the three of them did indeed have a few comfortable days. During the day, they collected information, played cards, chatted, and watched movies. At night, they had barbecue, seafood, and beer.
Gu Yang, after seeing Jiang Cheng sneak into the room and take out a thick stack of money, Fatty’s eyes went straight. He asked him where the money came from, and if he had gone back to his old ways and gone out to do those things while everyone was sleeping at night.
Jiang Cheng immediately argued that it was all he had saved up before, and that it was money earned through legitimate means. Then there was another flurry of chaos. Huai Yi got drunk as soon as he drank alcohol, and at this moment, he didn’t try to persuade them, but just watched the fun with a silly smile, enjoying the rare relaxing time.
During this time, Jiang Cheng was also waiting for news from Lin Wan’er, but unfortunately, everything was very calm. After the supernatural events in Rong City disappeared one after another, it returned to its former tranquility.
However, Jiang Cheng could still sense the surging undercurrent hidden beneath the calm surface.
After about a week, the few of them had become accustomed to the peaceful life they were living now, to the point that Huai Yi couldn’t help but feel that the bus had completely forgotten about them.
Until that night, after a burst of strange convulsions, the three of them woke up at the same time again.
Opening the door, that old bus had come again, haunting them like a ghost.
“Let’s get on the bus.” The door opened, and Jiang Cheng was the first to board the bus.
The inside of the bus was still the same old, foggy mess with poor visibility. With their previous experience, Fatty and Huai Yi were prepared to find a seat nearby.
Jiang Cheng chose to stand for a while longer to observe the surroundings.
“Hmm?” Soon, a strange sound rang out.
It was Fatty.
He stood in front of a seat, not sitting down, but turned around and stared at the seat, as if he had discovered something strange.
Jiang Cheng immediately walked over, first observing for a moment. Not finding anything unusual, he whispered, “What’s wrong?”
Hearing Jiang Cheng’s words, Fatty seemed to come back to his senses, raised his head, and said to Jiang Cheng in a puzzled and fearful voice, “Doctor, this seat seems…seems to have a problem. It won’t let me sit.”
A seat that won’t let you sit, that was a new one. However, Jiang Cheng felt that anything bizarre could be understood on this bus. “Try again,” Jiang Cheng suggested.
Fatty swallowed his saliva, turned his head, and said to Huai Yi, who also had a curious face, “Brother Huai Yi, show the doctor this time.”
Huai Yi didn’t say much. He first moved over very carefully, then aimed his butt at the seat and slowly sat down. Immediately afterward, a strange scene appeared. As if there was some kind of force holding Huai Yi up, he was immediately bounced away as soon as he sat down a little.
“Oh my gosh!” Huai Yi was shocked. His teeth were chattering with fear. “This…there’s someone in this seat!”
Jiang Cheng’s expression changed. What he was most worried about had happened. The first time they boarded the bus, they discovered that there were “people” sitting in the chairs, facing away from them.
Moreover, every time they were observed, they would move closer to their positions in a bizarre way.
“Don’t move!” After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he took a deep breath, slowly bent down, and tried to get his head as close to the ground as possible, looking under the seat through the space between his legs.