"Ah…"
A shrill scream came from the light.
Immediately after, a somewhat flustered and incredulous female voice was heard."What kind of technique is this? Stinky Taoist priest, just you wait!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the voice suddenly fell silent.
"Phew…"
A gust of cold wind blew through the air. It was still a little chilly in the night of April, making one shiver involuntarily.
The light gradually dissipated. Zuo Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the place where the woman was standing after the strong light.
There was nothing there!
Zuo Chen heaved a sigh of relief. As expected, that woman was not human!
Even though the woman said something before she died, Zuo Chen did not care.
There was no system notification, which meant that the female ghost was not dead.
If she was fine, then she was not dead. He was confident that the previous attack would definitely cause her serious injuries.
If this female ghost dared to come again, he would be able to beat her up with his full strength!
"Wu, boom, boom…hum…"
At this moment, the sound of the bus engine rang out, as if it was about to start again…
Zuo Chen's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the bus in front of him warily.
"Creak…"
At this moment, the door frame with the wheel that had been out of repair for many years seemed to have not been oiled for many years. It let out a painful groan that made one's teeth ache like an old man lying in bed. In just a moment, the door was closed, and the two lights in front of the car were flashing.
The entire bus started to move slowly like a floating gossamer.
The bus moved very slowly, like an old car from the last century. It made people worry that the bus would disintegrate at any time.
Zuo Chen wanted to chase after him, but he lacked the strength to do so. Even though Qi was flowing into his dantian, he could no longer use the powerful divine talisman.
After one year of cultivation, he could use low-grade talismans, middle-grade talismans, and barely high-grade talismans.
Ordinary talismans were divided into three grades: low, middle, and high.
He had the Heaven Pass Book and knew that there were three grades above these three grades, namely Spirit, Treasure, and Dao!
As for whether or not there were any more spirit, treasure, or dao treasures, Zuo Chen did not know.
Thinking about it, there should be.
Zuo Chen's eyes changed as he looked at the bus that was gradually leaving. He was in deep thought.
He didn't know what had happened to this world, but he knew that although this place was ten years ago, it was definitely not the ten years he used to be.
Ten years ago, he did take the bus home like this, but there were people on the bus back then, and there were many who lived in the same town as him.
Zuo Chen watched as the bus gradually left. He stood where he was and relaxed. In an instant, endless fatigue hit his heart. In just a short while, his back was already wet and sticky. It was very uncomfortable.
Zuo Chen subconsciously looked at the bus window…
Route 375 bus?
Hmm? Route 375?
As Zuo Chen thought about it, his scalp went numb…
"F * ck…"
Zuo Chen's face turned ugly as he cursed out loud.'Damn it, it's bus number 375. Fortunately, I got off. Otherwise, something bad might have happened.'
He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't have the ability to deal with it when the bus reached its destination.
A year of cultivation was still too weak!
Otherwise, tomorrow's news would definitely report that someone had died.
The bus No. 375 was so famous that he couldn't forget it.
He used to like reading supernatural novels, and this bus 375 often appeared in various novels.
However, he did not expect to encounter such a thing when he had just been reborn ten years ago.
Could it be that this world had also become the legendary Revival of Spirit Qi and Revival of Ghost Qi?
Zuo Chen frowned as he recalled the memories in his mind.
However, it was obvious that his original memories were no different from his past.
They went to the same school, played the same games, and even got the same college entrance examination scores and went to the same university…
After a long time, Zuo Chen sighed. Damn, it was too dangerous. Now that he thought about it, he still felt a little scared!
He sat on the steps without a care for his image and took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag. He skillfully opened the packaging and pulled out a cigarette. He put it in his mouth and tried to find a lighter...
When he was young, the elders in his family said that regardless of whether he smoked or not, he had to light a cigarette when walking at night.
Even though he had some extraordinary power now, he still had too little knowledge about those things.
Without the guidance of a teacher or rich experience, it was better to listen to the words of the old man…
However, after searching for a long time, there was no lighter at all.
"Sigh…"
Zuo Chen looked around and put the cigarette back into the box. He sighed softly, feeling very uncomfortable.
Smoke without fire, hard to achieve results!
He didn't want to smoke either, but in this situation, he had no choice but to smoke to calm himself down!
Thinking about it now, he still felt a chill down his spine. Fortunately, everything was in the past.
"Ring, ring, ring, ring…"
At this moment, a series of urgent ringtones rang.
Zuo Chen was shocked. He subconsciously took out his phone and looked at the caller ID. He was slightly stunned.
On the medium-sized screen, the words "Uncle" were displayed.
Uncle…
Zuo Chen subconsciously gripped his phone tightly. His thoughts instantly drifted back to that year.
That year, the snow was very heavy. According to the old man, this was a heavy snow that had not been seen for decades. It was not a good sign that it was snowing today.
However, Zuo Chen only laughed it off. He did not expect that his uncle had been ill for a long time and did not make it through that winter!
That year, his eldest uncle said the last words to him…
That year, he lost his last relative. That year, he left his hometown and never returned…
Even now, he could still remember the expression on his uncle's face before he died. It was a little relieved, a little relieved, as if he had let go of something, but also a little unwilling.
In the end, his uncle said one last thing to him,"
" Chen Wazi, remember, never learn from uncle…"
He had remembered this sentence for five years, but he still didn't understand what his uncle meant.
He did not know much about his uncle. He only knew that his uncle had been away for three years and had not returned for three years. It was only when his father passed away that his uncle returned to take care of him, who was only eight years old!
As for what his uncle had been doing for the past three years, he did not know if the villagers knew. In any case, he did not know...
" Ring, ring, ring…" The ringtone was still ringing, as if urging him to pick up the phone quickly.
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