Chapter 14: Hunting Souls, Begins!

  Sunday's bus was very crowded, Wang Cheng looked at a car full of college students and sighed: "It's been many years since I've taken the bus with so many young brothers and sisters."

  "Forgot to ask, uncle, how old are you?" I rolled my eyes.

  Wang Cheng: "Twenty-seven, or was it twenty-eight? I don't remember."

  "I'll still call you Cheng Ge then."

  "Hey, how can you bear to do this? You're the leading lady of our industry." Wang Cheng waved his hands repeatedly.

  I looked at him with suspicion and asked the question that had been lingering in my mind for a long time: "Cheng Ge, is your profession really translation? Or are you actually working as a translator for some village chief in a small mountain village?"

  Wang Cheng rolled his eyes.

  "Honestly, I don't think an interpreter should be like you..."

  Wang Cheng was gnashing his teeth, looking like he wanted to give me a good scolding. But just then the bus made an emergency stop at a station and a group of students pushed and shoved their way off the bus. In an instant, the bus emptied out. Wang Cheng rubbed his sore forehead, turned around, and saw that the four of us had all found empty seats.

  Jiang Zhun sat down beside me and, seeing him look over, kindly asked: "Cheng Ge, come sit?"

  Wang Cheng: "...... Sit down, sit down."

  Wu Fan and Shang Jin sat in the back seats on the other side, each plugging their ears with headphones to listen to music, neither of them speaking.

  I knew Wu Fan was sitting behind me and couldn't help but stiffen my back. Suddenly, I heard Jiang Zhun clear his throat and ask in a voice that was just loud enough for the two people in the back row to hear, "Shu Ling, do you have a boyfriend?"

  "Ah?" I was taken aback for a moment, and when I came to my senses, I only felt my face burning with embarrassment. Because Wu Fan was sitting behind me, no matter how I answered this question, it didn't feel right, and I couldn't help but blame Jiang Zhun for asking such an annoying question.

  What's wrong with you, Jiang Quan still has a humble and inquiring attitude, plus Wang Cheng standing in front of him also looks curious, I'm really helpless. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Wu Fan in the back seat also casting a glance over, I couldn't help but straighten my back again and said: "Nothing, what's wrong?"

  "Oh, no... Look at me..." Jiang Zhun deliberately dragged out his voice. I paused for a moment, my heart racing, but then he continued, "How about I introduce you to someone?"

  I almost choked to death, so I gave him a dirty look and turned my head to stare out the window, ignoring him.

  Wang Cheng smiled helplessly and sighed: "Being young is great."

  "What are you looking at?" Shang Jin saw Wu Fan's gaze staring blankly ahead, feeling very unhappy in her heart, and couldn't help but speak out, "Others don't have a boyfriend, and their hearts are itching?"

  Wu Fan frowned: "What are you talking about."

  The three people in front each had their own thoughts, while the two behind were sullen with each other.

  We passed through the beautiful night scene of H City like a horse galloping, and the five of us arrived at the starting point of Metro Line 5. It was just 10:05 pm, still a bit early. But with Wu Fan and others joining in, Jiang Zhun didn't have the idea to ask people to play again.

  We sat in the waiting room for an hour and saw off the second-to-last subway train.

  The ceiling light went out.

  Time is running out.

  At the end of the tunnel, two bright lights pierced through the darkness, the sound of air friction from the passing train grew louder and louder, and the last bus finally came again.

  The sound of "drip, drip, drip" echoed again, and for the four of us who had already experienced it once, it was a bit eerie. Wang Cheng was the bravest, he curled his lip and walked in first. The four of us hurried to follow him, and then the train door closed again.

  The temperature inside the carriage was very low, not like the coolness of air conditioning, but a chill that seeped into every pore and skin texture. The three of us had our own ways to protect ourselves, but unexpectedly, Wu Fan and Shang Jin were shivering with cold.

  "Heh heh, a few of you, here again?" Suddenly, a burst of laughter echoed through the empty carriage, and the wind began to pick up, causing the ceiling lights to flicker on and off.

  I took out the small red copper bell that Wang Cheng gave me, held it in the palm of my hand, and sighed: "Liu Quan, what's the point of this?"

  "Girl doll, last time you escaped, this time you won't be so lucky. And the two of you behind her, no need to hide and seek, remember what I said to you two days ago? You actually failed to keep your promise and didn't come, today you'll stay here too!"

  Wang Cheng furrowed his brow and said, "The aura of death is indeed heavy, it seems that this person's background is not simple."

  "Shu Ling, you go to the front of the car, Cheng Ge goes to the back, I'll be in the middle section to coordinate. First, let's dispel the evil energy here before we discuss anything, how about that?" Jiang Zhun suggested.

  "You go to the front of the car, my soul-guiding bell has the effect of guiding. Your spirit symbol can condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it's better for you to guide." I shook my head and said.

  Jiang Zhun did not press the issue and looked at Wang Cheng. Wang Cheng had no opinion, so we three discussed and decided on a course of action, then went our separate ways.

  "Eh......" Shang Jin hurriedly asked, "What about us?"

  Wang Cheng looked at the two of them, didn't say a word, and left. Jiang Zhun shrugged his shoulders, was about to speak, but I cut him off: "Follow me." Since that's how it is, Jiang Zhun also had nothing more to say, and ran towards the front of the car.

  "Follow me closely, and whatever happens next, stay calm." I turned back to remind them of this, then ignored them, put the copper bell on the ground, sat cross-legged, and closed my eyes.

  But I didn't know Wu Fan's complicated thoughts at this moment.

  He never thought that one day, he would have to rely on his ex-girlfriend for protection. He wanted to do something, but he knew that at this moment, he was the most useless person and could only follow my orders, leading Shangjin to sit in a chair beside me.

  "Wu Fan, I'm afraid..." Shang Jin's face turned pale as he spoke in a low voice.

  Wu Fan turned around and saw her pale face, and at the bottom of his heart he couldn't bear it, so he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, patting her shoulder and saying: "Don't be afraid."

  He turned his head and comforted me in a low voice, I opened my eyes, took a look at the two of them, and couldn't help but curve up a self-mocking smile.