Drifting classroom

The whole bus was very quiet, and as I walked past the actual seats, out of the corner of my eye I saw an old woman in the seat behind the driver.The old woman was wearing a pure red and pure red padded jacket suit, which was a bit similar to the clothes of the Republic of China period.She had a pair of cloth shoes on her feet, and the toes were always standing on the ground.

She didn't look at me, but kept her head down, and I didn't know what she was looking at.

And in front of me are two people in Peking Opera costumes.

They are handsome in appearance, wearing women's clothing, and they must be acting like Huadan.In the dim light of the car, I could see their faces were very white with powder, their lips were blood red, and their weird pink eye shadow.

At this moment, they seemed to be singing an opera, the pearls on the crown trembled slightly, and their mouths opened and closed.

But they were singing, but I couldn't hear the sound.There was an old woman beside me, and two people in front of me were singing Peking Opera, but I couldn't hear a single sound, as if I was the only one in the whole car.

The breath of the old woman, the Beijing opera sung by the two Huadans, the trembling of their luxurious clothes, the clashing of the crowns on their heads, the vibration of the iron floor under their feet—there was no sound at all.

I walked straight ahead, and the two people were still singing Peking Opera, their hands swaying back and forth very slowly.When I got close to them, I could feel a chill, and they suddenly looked at me, and then they sang Peking opera at me, but I couldn't hear the sound.

I'm going to pretend I can't see them, or I'll get in trouble.

Their big black eyes were looking at me all the time, and they were extraordinarily large with the help of eye shadow and eyeliner.While I continued to walk forward, they voluntarily moved out of the way, and then watched me sing Peking Opera.

Weird and quiet.

I was sitting in the last seat of the bus, and the bus started again, and everything went back to normal, and those two guys kept singing like I didn't exist anymore.

singing without a sound...

Chapter 266 Ghost Bus: Black Cat

The ghost bus drove very steadily and quietly, although it was driving, only the faint sound of the engine starting could be heard.From time to time, a car drove quickly on the road. The driver who drove the last bus on weekdays would want to go back early, but this driver drove steadily, not in a hurry.

After two stops, no one got on the bus.And the two ghosts who sang Peking opera were getting closer and closer to me. The distance between them and me was about one meter, but now it was shortened to half a meter.

The light was very weak, but their eyes were a little bright in this environment.I didn't like Peking Opera since I was a child. Although it is the quintessence of the country, I always thought their costumes were scary.

For example, hanging himself, if a person in ordinary clothes hangs himself, everyone will only think it is quite scary.And a person wearing a Beijing opera costume hangs himself, it will make people feel cold from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

I pretended to look at the scenery outside the window, but the two Huadans had almost stretched out their hands in front of me.I don't know what they are going to do, but as long as they dare to hurt me, I will immediately draw Zhanlan to do it.

Suddenly at this time, the bus stopped, and it seemed that someone got on the bus.

The two Huadans immediately returned to the original place to perform, and this time it was a woman who got on the bus.She was wearing a short suit and skirt, which seemed to be a white-collar worker, with flesh-colored stockings and a pair of ordinary leather shoes under her feet.

This girl is about 20 years old, and she must be a college student who has just graduated from an internship.Normal office workers don't dress so formally. She must have just started work not long ago, and she is still very innocent, thinking that she should dress like this in the company.

The girl saw that there was only me and the driver in the car. She seemed a little afraid of the dark, so she sat behind the driver.In other words, she was sitting on the old woman at this time.

The position behind the driver is usually accessed vertically, so I can clearly see the girl sitting on the old woman's lap, or passing through the old woman's leg.

The girl shivered, probably because she felt cold, and then reached out to touch the air conditioner. Finally, after hesitating for a while, she came over and sat on the right side of me.

The moment she sat down, the two Huadans immediately walked to her side with small steps, and then began to perform Peking Opera.But this time they were much more daring, and one Huadan even rubbed the girl's face with a handkerchief.

As the saying goes, people are three points afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven points afraid of people.The two Hua Dans must have seen that the girl seemed quite timid, so they became bolder.I looked out of the car window, but at the same time my hand grasped Zhanlan.

As long as these two Huadans dare to hurt others in front of me, I will kill them immediately.

"Huh... huh... huh... huh..."

Suddenly, there was a heavy breathing sound in the car.I subconsciously looked at the old woman, and saw that the old woman stood up at this moment, and then walked towards the girl on tiptoe.

She walks exaggeratedly, unlike other ghosts who walk with dragging bodies.

She first raised her right foot very high, it can be said to have passed her knee, and then stretched her right leg forward like stepping on a bicycle, the movement was very exaggerated.

When her toes were on the ground, she suddenly looked up. Only then did I notice that she had the whites of her eyes, but the pupils were directly above the eyes, and half of the pupils were blocked by the eye sockets.

Afterwards, she stepped on the ground with the tip of her right toe, and her left leg followed the movement of her right leg just now.This reminds me of the word tiptoe, but she doesn't bend like tiptoe, but keeps her back very straight, even slightly backward.

This weird way of walking makes one's scalp tingle, the old woman's face is very thin, as if skinny.She walked up to the girl, and the two Huadans moved out of the way automatically.

The girl didn't know what happened, she was looking at the scenery outside the window at this time.

I saw the old woman took off her padded jacket, and her body didn't even have a piece of flesh, it was just a skeleton.The old woman's flesh was only her head and hands.

The body of this skeleton looks a little black, which reminds people of the word old.She stretched out her hand towards the girl. I don't know what the old woman wants to do, but I don't want her to hurt anyone, so I suddenly said to the girl: "Beauty, did you just get off work?"

When I opened my mouth like this, the old woman and the two Huadans seemed to have been greatly frightened.They lay on the ground like old cats, arched their backs vigorously, and watched me back again and again with grim faces.The old woman grabbed her clothes and stepped back, while the two Huadans stood beside her, staring at me intently.

The girl didn't expect me to strike up a conversation, she gave me a surprised look, and then said politely: "Yes, I'm working overtime today."

I hummed, then smiled and said, "Where are you sitting?"

The girl mentioned a place name, but I'm not from Suzhou, so naturally I don't know where that place is.I didn't say anything after that, because at this time everything had returned to normal, the old woman returned to her seat and lowered her head, and the two Huadans sang Peking Opera again.

I was startled and felt that this was the rhythm of parking.Sure enough, the bus stopped again, a young guy got on the bus, and sat next to the old woman's seat, playing with his mobile phone.

"Ding dong..."

At this time, the radio in the car suddenly rang.All three of us looked at the broadcast curiously, but the broadcast began to emit a hoarse voice, and we couldn't understand what was being said.

It's like a TV that suddenly loses its signal, and all you can hear is a bunch of noise.

Suddenly, the noise disappeared, and everyone watched the radio in wonder.The boy continued to play with his mobile phone, while the girl looked out the window, and then suddenly screamed silently.

Her face was frightened, as if she had seen something terrifying.I hurriedly looked out of the window on my side, and then froze.

At this time, the outside is no longer a street, and we are driving in a dark and gloomy forest path.On both sides of this woods path, there are many graves by the roadside, and a black cat is sitting on each grave, and these black cats are looking at the ghost bus. The black cat suddenly jumped down and chased the ghost bus.

"Grass...huh?"

I wanted to curse in a low voice, but found that I couldn't make a sound, as if my voice had been sealed in a certain space.I looked at the girl, and she looked at me in fear, only the young guy was still playing with his phone.

I wanted to stand up and walk towards the driver, but the two Huadans were already in the middle of the road. At this time, I heard a Beijing opera singing slowly, as if slowly entering my ears from a far away place. The sound was small at first, then louder, louder...

The girl stared at the two Huadans with wide eyes. There was no doubt that she could see ghosts now.The two Huadans sang Peking opera, and their huge black eyes looked at us from time to time.

The young guy obviously heard the Peking Opera singing at this time, he looked at the two Huadans in astonishment, and then rushed to the driver, probably asking the driver to stop.

Suddenly, he fell to the ground and looked at the driver's seat in horror.I looked in the rearview mirror of the bus and realized that the driver had disappeared.

There is no driver, but the bus is still moving...

The young man hurriedly kicked the front door of the ghost bus, and when he kicked the door, there was no sound at all, it was quiet, and the only sound left in the whole car was the singing of Peking Opera.

The girl sat down next to me in fear, then covered her eyes with her hands, and kept crying.At this time, the old woman had already stood up, and then walked towards the young man step by step.

Her smile was ferocious, and the young man was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.He couldn't get out of the car door, and if he fled towards us, there would be two Huadans waiting for him.

I knew I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pulled out Zhanlan and threw it at the old woman!