Chapter 19 Ghost Bride

But gradually, the second hand seemed to be hindered, walking slower and slower, and finally, with a "tick," it stopped.

The next second, after a strange twitch, the three woke up almost simultaneously.

Going downstairs and pushing open the door, sure enough, that old bus had come again like a specter, stopping not far outside the door, beside a platform that shouldn't have existed in the first place.

"Huff—" Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and as the bus door opened, he was the first to board.

The inside of the bus was still the same as before, filled with mist, visibility very poor. Jiang Cheng had already memorized the picture behind the previous photo. This time, he first walked to the seat from the last time.

Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way.

Then, he took a few more steps forward, arriving near the location Lin Wan'er had mentioned.

Still, nothing happened.

Without thinking for even a second, he slowly took another step forward, and then another. But with the last step, he clearly felt something was off.

It was that feeling of sudden chill, as if a sinister gaze had noticed him.

Without hesitation, he immediately retreated and sat down in the seat marked by Lin Wan'er. Fatty and Huai Yi also sat down next to him. Since boarding the bus, the two had been very well-behaved, not looking around or making any noise.

As the three of them sat down, the feeling of being watched dissipated a lot. In just a few seconds, Jiang Cheng's forehead was covered in cold sweat. That probing just now had been too risky; he had been too greedy.

The seats marked with red were all empty. Warts could only enter the mission normally by sitting in empty seats; otherwise, terrible things would happen. This was all according to Lin Wan'er. As for what those terrible things were, he didn't ask, and Lin Wan'er didn't explain.

According to Lin Wan'er's map, their current seat was the closest foothold, and not far from here, only 3 rows of seats away, was the next foothold.

Jiang Cheng wanted to try if he could skip this foothold and go directly to the next one.

As it turned out, he was overthinking things.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Fatty was constantly winking at him, as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked softly.

Fatty pursed his lips, still winking at him, but not saying a word.

Jiang Cheng moved his upper body and looked in the direction of Fatty's gaze. He was looking at the gap between the seats in front.

The next second, Jiang Cheng's body trembled uncontrollably. He saw an eye in the gap between the seats 3 rows ahead, staring intently at them.

Jiang Cheng immediately averted his gaze, his heart rate involuntarily quickening.

That… that was the seat he had tried to go to just now!

There was someone in that seat!

How could that be?!

And he was sure that the gaze he had felt just now came from this eye. There was no mistaking it.

Soon, a guess surfaced in his mind: perhaps whether there was someone in the seat was not fixed. Just like this time, he saw someone in the seat ahead. But if he managed to survive this mission, the guy in the seat watching him would disappear the next time he boarded the bus, and they could safely sit there.

In short, it was like a game. The levels were fixed, and you had to clear them one by one. If you tried to skip ahead, you would be punished.

And that guy waiting for them in the seat… was the punishment!

Jiang Cheng carefully recalled that there was some red near the eye just now, bright red, and it seemed like there was some long hair as well. He had noticed the abnormality and retreated immediately, not daring to look closely.

But thinking back, Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly paused. He knew who the owner of this eye was.

It was the ghost bride he had seen the first time he boarded the bus!

At that time, along with the ghost bride, there was also a man wearing leather shoes and reading a newspaper. Every time they bent over, these two guys would invisibly move one seat closer to them. If he hadn't stopped them in time, they would have been finished then and there.

Slowly, Jiang Cheng understood a little. It seemed that this ghost bride, as well as the man reading the newspaper, were like enforcers on this bus.

Whenever someone broke the rules on the bus, they would appear and punish the rule-breaker.

Back then, they had violated the rules of the bus by bending over and bringing their heads close to the ground, so the two enforcers had appeared. And today, they had walked too far forward, which was also a violation of the rules, so it had drawn out the ghost bride.

And if they ignored the rules and really sat in a seat they shouldn't, they would probably enter the ghost bride's mission. And as enforcers on the bus, the difficulty of such a mission was unimaginable.

"Tick."

"Tick."

"Tick."

…

A strange sound came from behind, and Jiang Cheng's heart immediately became alert. He could tell that it was the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, and the person coming was a man.

And what made him uneasy was that the male enforcer reading the newspaper was also wearing a pair of leather shoes.

"Don't tell me I'm so unlucky…"

Fatty was sitting on the inside, Huai Yi in the middle, and Jiang Cheng was sitting on the seat closest to the aisle. The three of them turned their heads almost simultaneously, looking in the direction the sound was coming from.

The viscous, watery mist stirred, and a figure swayed out of the mist.

At the same time as he saw the figure clearly, a hint of joy actually appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes.

It wasn't the man reading the newspaper. The man who appeared this time was dressed very gentlemanly, well-dressed, wearing a black top hat, wearing glasses with only one lens, and a very delicate gold pocket watch hanging in front of his chest pocket.

A pair of black leather shoes were so new that they seemed to be able to reflect light, reflecting the figure. At this moment, his legs were together, and his posture was very upright.

If it weren't for his small mustache being a bit comical, everyone's impression of him would have been even better.

It seemed that this man was the mission issuer, and also a disciple who had died on the bus.

"Gentlemen, there is something I need to trouble you with." The gentleman looked at them, took off his hat, and bowed very formally, but what made the few uncomfortable was the gentleman's eyes, as well as his expression and tone.

Completely devoid of any emotion, like a robot with a set program.

Having learned from the previous lesson, Jiang Cheng very enthusiastically accepted the mission, "Please, go ahead."

"My friend has some properties in a nearby town, but he has recently encountered some trouble. I hope you can help him for my sake." The gentleman's eyes were like an ancient well without ripples, and his tone was as if he were doing his job.

But Jiang Cheng seemed not to see it, relaxed his body, and replied with a smile, "No problem, may I ask what your friend's name is…"

"Halsen." The gentleman's expression suddenly became strange when he said the name, the corners of his mouth turned up to both sides, and his voice became shrill, "You can just call him Mr. Halsen."