Bus Route 13: The Last Bus 2

"Heh, heh, heh, heh!" Lao Baling gasped, strode wildly, and got on the last train home. When the car door closed, Lao Ba0 finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked warily at the passengers in the car around him, only to find that everyone was staring at him with strange eyes.                           Lao Ba Ling curled his lips unnaturally, pretending to be nonchalant, and turned to look at the street outside the car window. A few seconds later, I looked at the passengers around me. Everyone had returned to their previous calm. Some were checking their phones and some were making calls.       ，，…       …       107， The evil spirit came to him again... At 4 o'clock in the morning, Lao Baling held up his tired eyes and lay on the bed scrolling through his mobile phone. The room was dark and quiet, surrounded by pitch black ink, and only the light of Lao Ba0's mobile phone illuminated Lao Ba0's thin face. I don't know when, he has developed the habit of playing with his mobile phone before going to bed. Although he also knows that this habit is not good, but like most people, he cannot change it even if he wants to! In this case, don't change it!       ，，，， Finally—— 𠳐... "Hiss..." Lao Baling rubbed his painful forehead and was woken up by his cell phone with an innocent look on his face! But the next WeChat prompt completely made Lao Ba0 feel energetic! In the WeChat address book, a person named "Teacher Qian" sent a friend application!       ，，""！ This... How is this possible! How could there really be a "Teacher Qian" in this world? "Teacher Qian" is obviously a fictional character created by himself! Could it be that it was a prank made by one of my friends after reading his novel? Yes, it is possible! Lao Baling hesitated for a moment, but agreed to the friend application. He also wanted to see who this "Teacher Qian" who, like himself, was up at four o'clock in the night, was! After the application was approved, "Teacher Qian" immediately sent a message: "Hello, Lao Ba0, I just finished reading your novel! Why is the update so late today?" Lao Ba0 was stunned for a while, feeling confused! If he relied on this sentence alone, he would have no way of judging the identity of the other party! After careful consideration for a while, Lao Ba0ling tapped the screen of his mobile phone with his fingers and typed a reply: "Who are you? Do we know each other? Where did you get my WeChat account?" Lao Ba00 asked three questions in a row, directly throwing out his doubts. Thinking about it, Lao Ba0er also specifically checked the source path, but found that it was blank! This... Lao Ba00 frowned, suddenly puzzled. If it is a prank by a friend, it should show the account search or recommendation from a friend. But this means nothing. Does it also mean that the other party cannot be my friend or fan at all? While I was thinking wildly, "Teacher Qian" answered again! "Haha, of course I am Teacher Qian, the teacher you write about as Teacher Qian!" "With my strength, it is not easy to get your WeChat account!" "Old Eighty-year-old frowned tightly, thoughtfully. If what he said is true, then all this seems very possible! Since he wrote "The Last Train on Route 13 2", strange things have happened to him one by one! First came the appearance of "Zhong Yinhong", and then the conversation with Gu Renpan! Now, even "Teacher Qian" has appeared! Why do they target me one by one? What is their purpose? Thinking about it, Lao Baling gritted his teeth and typed quickly with his fingers to reply: "Do you have anything to do with me?" "Smart!" After "Teacher Qian" replied with these two words, he quickly sent another message. "Zhong Yinhong and Gu Renpan have both looked for you, right! Do you know why they found your head one by one?" Old Ba Ling narrowed his eyes. This "Teacher Qian" was like a roundworm in his stomach, and he told all the real questions he had all along. That's right, Lao Ba0 has always wondered why the fictional characters in his books appeared one after another, and then found himself? Are they evil spirits? Or is it a real person in reality? True and false, false and true. He can't tell the difference! Thinking of this, Lao Ba0i typed a reply in a strange way: "Why?" "Teacher Qian" didn't say anything and made a smiley face. Lao Ba0 was stunned, and felt that this ordinary smiling expression seemed so meaningful at this time... "Teacher Qian" replied again: "Because you are a person cursed by fate!" Lao Ba0 was stunned, and couldn't help but whispered: "Cursed by fate?..." "Teacher Qian" seemed to have heard Lao Ba Ling's soliloquy and replied: "Haha, I know you still don't understand... To be precise, people cursed by fate can control anyone's destiny! Zhong Yinhong, Gu Renpan, Chen Chen, and even - me!" "If you were not a writer, you might be able to escape the curse of fate. But you are a writer... Maybe this is your fate!"              Lao Baling was silent for a while, and seemed to suddenly understand the purpose of "Teacher Qian" to come to him. After a long time, Lao Baling typed and asked: "So, Zhong Yinhong and Gu Renpan came to me just for their own destiny? And you are the same?" "Teacher Qian" replied: "You are overthinking, Zhong Yinhong and Gu Renpan don't know it yet! So they are not bound by the Thirteenth Road." "But apart from that, there is one person who really knows your identity! - Apart from me, the only person who knows that you are cursed by fate!" "Old Ba Ling took a breath, typed and asked: "Who is he?" "You really can't figure it out?" The moment he got the answer to the rhetorical question "Teacher Qian", Lao Ba Ling suddenly realized. There is only one person left! That is, the "people" trapped by the last bus on Route 13! Gu Zuofeng is a wolf in human skin!  …   Suddenly, Lao Ba0's brows furrowed, breaking the memory of more than ten days ago. At this moment, he was still on the last bus home. "Teacher Qian" told him that people who are cursed by fate cannot get rid of the curse on their own. Unless——no update! It's a pity that breaking the watch is not the way to get rid of the curse. In this world, Chen Chen, Sun Xiaoyan, Big Beard, Aunt Hua, Dao Bian... Have all become real existences.          ，，          ，，，…          ，…         For more than ten days, Lao Ba Ling has been missing updates. For this reason, he is also very distressed. At this time, he finally realized what Chen Chen was feeling. Chen Chen has been trying to get rid of the troubles of Route 13 and has been deeply troubled. But he wanted to get rid of the curse of fate. It seems that there is only one way to get rid of the curse, and that is to end it as soon as possible! But when he thought about the end, Lao Ba0's expression became a little more complicated. If the ending ends badly, he won't be able to get rid of the curse at all, but if it doesn't end badly... There will still be some time before the ending. Teacher Qian, Yu Xuzi, the whereabouts of Dongkuishan, and the red door of the Gu family, all of this is always shrouded in mystery. If you don't clear this fog, how can you finish "The Last Train on Route 13 2"? "Hey..." Lao Baling sighed, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Suddenly, a middle-aged man beside him spoke: "Are you Lao Ba0, the man cursed by fate?" Lao Ba0 was startled, suddenly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look. Is there another passenger in this car? The entire carriage was empty and dark, with only a middle-aged man sitting in the back seat! Seeing Lao Ba Ling in a daze, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile lightly, and then waved to him to signal him to come over.          ， This time, before the middle-aged man could speak, the old man spoke first: "You must be Gu Zuofeng!" This time, it was Gu Zuofeng's turn to be stunned.                                                                                                                                     <br      Hearing this, Gu Zuofeng calmly smiled and said slowly: "No matter what you think of me, at least I have not harmed you, nor Chen Chen..." "I have only one purpose for coming to you, and that is for my own destiny!" Old Eighty sneered: "Do you think that if you find me, I will change your destiny?" Gu Zuofeng smiled and said: "I didn't mean that. I just hope you don't be deceived by others. People who seem to be reliable are often the most unreliable!" Old Eighty frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?" Gu Zuofeng pretended to be serious and said calmly: "You've arrived at the station, it's time to get off! Remember my words, time will give you the answer. Also, resume updating immediately!" "I'll update when you ask me to? Why should I listen to you!" After Lao Ba0 shouted this sentence angrily, he felt his head sink and his eyes suddenly darkened!         ，，， At this time, there were bursts of whispers in the carriage. "Is this person sick? Is he sleepwalking in his sleep?" "Shhh, keep your voice down, it may be social angst. This disease is contagious, so stay away from him." "..." Lao Ba00 sweated violently for a while, and then lowered his head sarcastically. The bus arrived, and Lao Ba0 got off the bus and went home quickly!

So, what is our relationship now?

Midnight Library The autumn rain continued, and with a cry, a boy was born. There was thunder and lightning, but there was no wind in such weather. Soon, the child turned two years old and still stumbled when he walked. His grandfather was a well-known fortune teller, and his father was born into a wealthy family. His father was extremely talented in metaphysics. But his father was not interested in this, which made my grandfather very puzzled. In this way, my father became a businessman. After he was born, his grandfather was very happy, thinking that he was the chosen one, and said that he was destined to be extraordinary. He often crawled on his grandfather's books, but his talent was not as good as his grandfather's, which made his grandfather very distressed. Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you don't have any talent, at least you will avoid three diseases and five disasters, Grandpa said with a sigh. Soon, he was ten years old. He kept his grandfather's books in his hands every day and was very interested in them. But his talent was just like that. His parents didn't say anything about it, thinking that he would not make a difference with it, but his grandfather often sighed when he saw him. Qiu Sheng, come over for dinner, mother called. Got it, mom, wait until I finish reading this. The immature Qiu Sheng said slowly. Qiu Sheng likes reading very much, but his grades have never improved. Qiu Sheng has no Taoism and cannot calculate anything, but the knowledge is imprinted in his brain. His grandfather taught him nothing, and besides, he passed away. When Qiu Sheng came of age, his father wanted him to inherit his property, but Qiu Sheng inherited the property despite all his unwillingness. The business became increasingly sluggish under the care of the war, but at least it was able to sustain itself, and soon the war was over. I thought this was the fastest opportunity to develop the economy, but the civil war broke out. After four years of bombardment, business is picking up again. As the business grew bigger and bigger, Qiu Sheng read more and more books and learned more and more, but he didn't have any knowledge. After Qiu Sheng took over the business, he once again stepped onto a new level. Qiu Sheng is very depressed, am I a loser? Qiu Sheng's mind became more and more complicated as he gained more and more knowledge about metaphysics. Finally, Qiu Sheng retired, Qiu Sheng retired! With tears in his eyes, he flipped through his grandfather's old books that were covered with dust and sighed. The country became strong, the business prospered, and my father's wish came true, but my grandfather's wish was not fulfilled, and he even forgot about his own preferences. Qiu Sheng opened those old books again, put on his reading glasses, and began to regain those old memories. One day, Qiu Sheng suddenly had a strange idea, why can't I create a library to read books for those ghosts and some unique people. With the idea coming together, Qiu Sheng started to do it. According to what was said in the book, he found a place with few human traces and started to set up the formation. The formation was set up and the shadow was hidden. The location of the library disappears before your eyes and can only be found by some unique methods. It took three years for the library to be finally built. Qiu Sheng placed all the books collected by his grandfather and others while running his business here, as well as some of the books he found. As soon as this project came out, it shocked the entire industry, and the name Lao Liu began to rise. There is a plaque on the door of the Midnight Library. It is only open from 8 to 11 pm. The rest of the time is when ghosts read books. Whoever dares to exceed this time will be against the ghosts in the entire library. Lao Liu, aren't you afraid of so many ghosts? Of course I am afraid, but this is my place, and they respect me very much. Being a ghost and a human being is the way to merit. Sometimes, ghosts are more reliable than people. Not all ghosts are evil ghosts, and not all people are good people. Whether they are good or evil can be judged through plaques. Qiu Sheng was very happy about this. I am considered half an insider.

Lao Ba Ling has been busy recently, so please forgive me for updating. If you haven't read enough of the book, consider reading it a few more times to understand the foreshadowing better. Or watch his Last Train 1 and Night Escort

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Suddenly I realized that this book is not in the first person!

I'm really grateful to Lao Ba00 for making me fall in love with novels. I stay at home and play games every day besides working. I was very curious when I discovered your first Thirteenth Road in an advertisement, because I also like these scary and exciting novels. I hope you can publish better works in the future. We will always support you and love you ❤️❤️

Old Ghost Fanfiction (1) In 1973, a Xiaosan village still followed the previous folk custom of sending offerings to Wong Tai Sin on the mountain. A man named Wang Qianyi was very dissatisfied with this. Chairman Mao once said that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a spirit, so as to defeat all ghosts and monsters. When everyone in the village went to deliver offerings, Wang Qianyi did not go. Therefore, everyone in the village said that Wang Qianyi would be in trouble and might die in the wild. Wang Qianyi just smiled disdainfully, Wong Tai Sin is just a weasel! Wang Qianyi went up the mountain to pick wild berries, and suddenly saw a white weasel. This made him very energetic. He pounced on the weasel, but failed. Suddenly he found that he could not move, and the weasel bit Wang Qianyi. With a sound, Wang Qianyi sat on the bed, breathing heavily, and his back was filled with cold sweat. He put on his clothes inside out, which was really unlucky. After putting on my shoes, I fell down and went to the well to get water to wash my face. My hands were scratched. I was really unlucky today. Just like that, everything was unlucky and everything he did was unlucky. Wang Qianyi simply lay on the bed and continued to sleep. After he fell asleep, a white weasel jumped on him and peed on his face. Wang Qianyi dreamed that a three-meter-large weasel swallowed him in one gulp, and he suddenly woke up with a fright. He felt his face was wet and filled with the smell of urine. He put on his shoes and was about to walk forward when he fell down. I saw a trace of fur on the ground. This fur was not only that of a weasel, it was also white. Wang Qianyi was furious, damn, this weasel has bullied me. This is really unbearable. He took a knife and walked towards the mountain. Unexpectedly, the white weasel was following behind him.

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