How Much Did You Pay for the Ride? / Rules Can't Stop the Silver-Haired Witch!

You have to know that the chosen ones have to go through a dungeon once a month, basically every extra month they can live is a month more. He was originally participating in the campus paranormal lecture today, but just when it was his turn, he was suddenly teleported to this Ghost Bus dungeon. His luck was just extremely tragic.

Fortunately, he had already successfully completed two dungeon challenges, and thanks to the mission rewards, his physical abilities had greatly improved. Now, he could even put up a fight against a low-level supernatural being on his own.

However, being trapped in such a confined secret realm, his physical abilities were clearly insufficient, and he could only hope that time would end soon so he could escape this calamity.

Who would have thought I'd run into Magical Girls again?

The Magical Girls who called herself Magical Witch that we encountered in the last dungeon was incredibly powerful; she could wipe out a large group of monsters with a single spell. And this girl's lightning spell that she casually summoned earlier was also amazing; she's definitely not simple!

"It seems quite a coincidence. Big brother just left yesterday, and now you're here to go on an adventure again?" Ling Mengxue smiled gently, being polite and courteous.

"Ah, this..." Qiu Heng chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head slightly. "Well, it's different. I'm a chosen one, after all, and I get randomly entered a secret realm every month. But I've been pretty lucky. The first one I entered had a low danger level, and only two of us died. The second one, I was even saved by a passing masked... uh... Magical Girls. And then, the third time, I ran into you! See? My luck is unbelievable, isn't it? It's like I'm on a roll!"

As he spoke, Ling Mengxue widened her eyes and nodded, "It really seems so~"

"Sigh, it's a pity that so many of my classmates have died. Many of them were just high school students, minors, and they died so young." Qiu Heng shook his head with a melancholy expression, unable to stop sighing.

"..."

After a moment of silence, a middle-aged man who looked quite kind suddenly moved closer to them from a short distance away.

"Hello, may I sit with you?"

"Uncle, it would be better to keep your distance. Are you sure you're alright?" Qiu Heng turned his head and saw this scene, and couldn't help but frown.

Those selected to enter this instance are chosen one by one; he was the last one teleported in, so it's impossible to guarantee whether the person in front of him is a human or a ghost.

The middle-aged man simply smiled indifferently upon seeing this, walked over, sat down, and immediately rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bright Crimson Seal.

"To be honest, Uncle is a veteran! A high-level player, he's already cleared the dungeon several times."

Qiu Heng himself also possessed Crimson Seal, so he was still aware of some things among the chosen ones, such as how the color of the seal would deepen each time a secret realm was cleared.

Thinking of this, he lowered his guard and chuckled, "You're quite the player!"

"Haha, don't worry!" The middle-aged man patted his chest. "I know this dungeon well; I've been in it twice already. Just follow me, obey my commands, and watch my actions. I guarantee you'll all survive!"

"Hehe, that's impressive." Qiu Heng chuckled.

Under normal circumstances, he might actually try to curry favor with this powerful figure and form an alliance to increase his chances of survival.

However, upon hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer. He knew that there was now someone far more powerful beside him. No matter how powerful an ordinary person was, could they possibly be more powerful than Magical Girls?

He was about to start explaining when Ling Mengxue suddenly stopped him, smiling brightly at the middle-aged man, and nodded without hesitation, "Uncle, we understand, please proceed with the operation!"

Qiu Heng: "??"

Upon witnessing this scene, Qiu Heng's expression froze instantly, and he suddenly wondered if he was seeing things.

What's going on here?

Why has the witch suddenly become so gentle and polite?

Is it because you don't want to be too flashy?

Why choose to keep a low profile when you could easily use magic to wreak havoc?

Ling Mengxue ignored Qiu Heng's fascinating expression and simply pretended to be a weak and delicate young girl.

"Don't worry, I've got it all covered." The middle-aged man was taken aback at first, then nodded approvingly. He then thought of a question and asked with some confusion, "But why did that old cashier call you 'Miss Witch'?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because I like cosplay?" Ling Mengxue smiled sweetly, her lips curving upwards, as if cherry blossoms were falling from the sky, a truly healing sight.

Of course, all of this was just an act.

These are merely superficial phenomena, serving only to lull one into a false sense of security.

She had a cheat code, so she naturally recognized the middle-aged man's identity long ago.

He's a low-level supernatural being skilled in disguise, incredibly friendly with everyone, and might even trick you into revealing your body parts while chatting.

[img=700,973]htt This short story can be slightly explicit; too many prohibited content won't be able to be posted~

[Img=700,799]htt Just for fun~ Never mind!!

[img=700,495] Chapter Sixty-Two: How Much Did You Pay for the Fare?

Tick-tock...

Tick-tock...

As the bus approached the intersection, a string of bells made from human skeletons swayed with the rise and fall of the bus in front of the driver's seat, emitting a crisp yet eerie ringing sound.

Ling Mengxue turned her head and glanced at it; she remembered hearing the bell before getting on the bus.

Clearly, if it weren't for the station, there should be passengers preparing to board.

Click--

The bus door opened again, and a demon dressed in rotten clothes, holding a ghost's head in his hand, boarded the bus. Following closely behind was a pale-faced middle-aged woman carrying a vegetable basket.

After boarding the bus, the headless ghost put in two coins and sat down silently by the corner window.

The older woman then took out five hundred Soul Coins and happily handed them to the old woman.

Unlike before, this time the old woman sighed and shook her head, whispering in a low voice, "Not selling today."

"??"

The old woman ghost looked puzzled upon hearing this.

Normally, the elderly cashier would have happily let her go in and choose one herself.

There's no other reason than that the people who can afford to buy meat in this area are all big customers, VIPs, and she comes to buy meat almost every few days. Why isn't she selling any today?

Today is the anniversary of the death of the old lady's ghost grandson. The grandson is clamoring for food, so we can't let him suffer!

That child eats enough for at least two people every week; how can there be no meat on the anniversary of the death?

After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged woman took out another stack of banknotes and handed it over.

Two thousand Soul Coins!

You know, other ghosts might not earn this much in a month, and the Ghost Bus business mainly makes its money from this. Buying a few pieces of meat shouldn't be a problem, right?

Sure enough, when the older woman paid four times the purchase fee, the cashier hesitated for a moment before accepting the money, whispering, "Be careful."

The old woman, a demon, pondered for a moment after hearing this, but didn't think too much about it.

She could kill a mere few humans with a single strike.

Thinking it over, she picked up her shopping basket, smiled, and squinted as she walked inside. She looked around at the few people who had made their choices, and then the middle-aged woman walked towards a pretty female office worker.

"You... you stay away!!"

The female office worker turned pale with fright and quickly pulled a stun gun from her bag, pressed the switch, and it made a crackling sound.

"Snort!"

The middle-aged woman's face turned slightly cold. She sneered disdainfully, then extended a withered bone claw from her sleeve and casually crushed the stun gun into powder.

Then, she grabbed the woman's arm and, with a slight effort, ripped her off.

Hiss--!!

As the blood exploded and the echo completely dissipated, a strong stench of blood filled the air!

After placing her bloodied arm into the shopping basket, the middle-aged woman leisurely hummed a little tune, found a seat near the door, and stared blankly out the window, as if she were just an ordinary middle-aged woman going out to buy groceries, waiting to get off the bus and go home to cook.

However, the woman's screams and cries of pain sent chills down the spines of everyone on the bus.

Is this another one coming to buy goods?!

Originally, there were ten chosen individuals at the beginning of this instance. Some were devoured alive, while others were simply mashed into mincemeat and taken away. Finally, the air in the carriage was purified, and they were restored to their original state.

But those bloody and gruesome scenes have undoubtedly been deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, and have definitely become a shadow in their hearts.

Although there are many terrifying things in the rumors, witnessing an ordinary person being violated for the first time still makes one's heart pound.

The incident happened rather suddenly; who could have imagined that humanity is truly so fragile in this world?

Ling Mengxue secretly used magic to stop the female office worker's bleeding. She considered taking advantage of her, but ultimately decided against it.

Are all dungeons the same?

Are they really here to buy groceries?

Even after this happened, the bus continued to move forward steadfastly.

The middle-aged driver and the old woman were too frightened to turn around; they were just doing business and had nothing to do with this.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating!

Only those who are aware of the inside story of the supernatural and the chosen ones know what terrifying things are hidden on the train.

The car stopped again soon.

This time, the person who got on the bus was a Bald Ghost with a shiny bald head, and a pretty woman wearing a blood-stained floral dress.

After getting into the car with a deathly pale face, the woman's empty eyes fixed on Ling Mengxue. She moved her lips, as if she was thinking about something.

When the Bald Ghost saw his new girlfriend pull out 500 Soul Coins, he didn't think much of it, assuming she just wanted to eat meat.

But when he followed his girlfriend's gaze, the Bald Ghost was immediately stunned. His unusual eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he nearly fainted from the terrifying sight.

Holy shit!

Is that Silver-Haired Witch?!

Could it be that my girlfriend wants to eat...?

Grass!!

The Bald Ghost was completely terrified, while the middle-aged man sitting next to Ling Mengxue and the others looked utterly horrified.

"Oh no! Get off the bus with me right now!"

After saying that, he grabbed Ling Mengxue and rushed towards the back door of the bus.

Then he suddenly realized that he had only moved one body length, and he couldn't pull it anymore?

He's 1.8 meters tall, yet he can't even pull up a girl who's only 1.6 meters tall?

What the heck?

Qiu Heng, who had just stood up, was also startled and confused. Should he leave or not?

The middle-aged man, not expecting the two to be so stubborn, couldn't help but snarl, "Damn it! Why aren't you two leaving? Look closely! I'm saving you! What are you standing there for? Didn't you see those two who got on the bus staring at you? That woman has no feet! And that bald guy, they're clearly not human! They... they're ghosts!!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked at Ling Mengxue expectantly, hoping to see a look of panic and fear on her face.

Even Qiu Heng thought it made some sense, silently sighing, "No wonder he's a veteran player."

"Oh."

Ling Mengxue simply nodded, then pulled her hand back, though she looked clearly displeased.

Oh what?

That's all??

The middle-aged man was stunned, thinking Ling Mengxue hadn't understood, and continued, "Do you know? Most of the people who take the Ghost Bus to buy meat are actually evil ghosts with some disguise ability. That way, they can trick people into getting off the bus after they pay, and then they can directly harvest some non-vital organs on the bus. That woman paid 500 yuan! Also, think about it, can a normal person rotate their head 360 degrees? And without their feet touching the ground? That's definitely a ghost!"

"Oh, and then?" Ling Mengxue nodded calmly.

The middle-aged man was nearly driven to his death by anger when he saw that Ling Mengxue remained unmoved.

His lips twitched violently twice, looking utterly exasperated, and he continued, "That's it! Didn't you realize you're being targeted? Didn't you see how miserable that girl was when she was targeted by the ghost lady? How many arms do you have that she can take? What if she wants your **? This is Ghost Bus; encountering a ghost means death!"

"How much did you pay for the ride?"

[img=700,700]htt Chapter Sixty-Three: Rules Cannot Restrain the Silver-Haired Witch!

"Uh, five hundred yuan..."

The middle-aged man stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.