The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 385

Chapter 385: Chapter 385 Get on the Car!
The malevolent ghost in orange, Zhu Gang, was pinned under Huang Xiaolong’s foot. Its ghostly body was being burnt, emitting a scorched stench. It was, essentially, at death’s door.

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“Mercy…I beg you…I’ll tell you…I’ll tell you…” Zhu Gang didn’t dare to defy Huang Xiaolong any longer. He began his confession as he pleaded for mercy.

Turned out, on that night, Zhu Gang boarded bus 330, intending to hide out near the Lychee district and initiate the premeditated robbery once he got off the bus.

But then, a woman and two men boarded midway through the ride.

Then, something peculiar happened. The bus driver, despite the passengers’ cries of protest, drove directly to a deserted hillside and directed the bus off a cliff.

The bus fell from the cliff, killing the driver and all passengers instantly.

Following Zhu Gang’s death, his spirit emerged from his corpse, and he overheard a conversation between the woman and two men who’d boarded midway.

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“Jiang Chenxi, are you satisfied now?”, the woman cackled. “Another major bus accident, so many people dead. Are you happy now?”

But the man known as ‘Jiang Chenxi’ responded with a cold, menacing chuckle. “What’s the big deal? For you guys, a simple game of tricking the driver’s sight can easily fabricate this kind of disaster.”

The trio then crawled out of the bus, laughing as they walked away.

Afterward, all the people who died in the tragic accident, including the driver and passengers, became malevolent ghosts, except for a few virtuous souls who went to the underworld to reincarnate.

Zhu Gang had committed many murders when he was alive, and the deeds of his past life were too heavy. After death, he instantly transformed into a malevolent ghost wearing red.

This group of malevolent ghosts turned the doomed bus 330, which had fallen off the cliff, into a ghost bus that drove around the city every night, stopping for any ghosts seeking rides.

If a living person happened to see the ghost bus and tried to board, they wouldn’t mind. However, most living people who mistakenly boarded the ghost bus ended up being killed by them.

The reason Su Xiaoqiang managed to escape unscathed that day was thanks to the lady ghost in red, who had given him a golden ring, marking him as her prey in advance.

Otherwise, Su Xiaoqiang would not have been able to get off the bus.

“Jiang Chenxi?” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes flickered. “So you are saying that the ones who caused the demise of everyone on the bus were three ghosts? Two male and one female?”

“No… not… ” Zhu Gang shook his head. “There were two ghosts and one human among those who boarded midway. The one called ‘Jiang Chenxi’ was not a ghost, but a living man.”

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaolong felt a slight sinking sensation in his heart.

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So, one man, accompanied by two ghosts, one male and one female, had boarded bus 330 that night, purposely causing a disastrous accident…

‘Interesting… Could it be that Jiang Chenxi had an enemy on that bus 330, hence he got two ghosts to help him, and killed everyone on the bus…’

Huang Xiaolong thought and then asked Zhu Gang, “Was there an enemy of Jiang Chenxi on that bus?”

“No! After our death, we were all filled with resentment, extremely unwilling… We died for nothing! Jiang Chenxi? None of us knew who Jiang Chenxi was before we died… It was unjust! Deity, we died so unjustly…” Zhu Gang wailed pitifully.

“How strange… If there was no enemy on the bus, why would a man named Jiang Chenxi create such a major traffic accident? Was he just bored, or is he a psychotically twisted murderer… Regardless, he associates with ghosts and has them kill for him, this man is unusual, ha ha ha… Taoist? Is Jiang Chenxi a Taoist?”

Huang Xiaolong mused aloud, his interest in this ‘Jiang Chenxi’ intensifying!

Soon after, Huang Xiaolong took out paper and a pen, sketched out a portrait of ‘Jiang Chenxi’ as per Zhu Gang’s description.

In the drawing, a man in his twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, has well-proportioned facial features with a slightly high nose bridge, giving an intellectual look. However, the eyes behind the lenses, gave off a cold and mysterious sense, causing one to instinctively feel disgust towards the individual in the image after staring at it for too long.

Huang Xiaolong further inquired the route and time slots of the ghost bus.

The ghost bus would run a few rounds along the route of bus 330 every night, starting from 11 PM.

The ghosts who died in the accident that night, like Zhu Gang, would wait at the bus stop where they caught the 330 bus before their demise, and then board the bus.

Having gathered the necessary information, Huang Xiaolong waved his hand, sending a burst of Samadhi Truefire from his palm, reducing Zhu Gang’s ghostly body to a pile of black ash, and obliterating his spirit.

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“Feilei, do you want to go home now, or continue to accompany me?” Huang Xiaolong asked Liu Feilei with a smile.

“I… I obviously want to be with you, Little Long~~ I don’t want to go home alone, I’m too scared to sleep by myself tonight.” Liu Feilei clung to Huang Xiaolong, running over in a few steps to grab onto his arm. Feeling the warmth from Huang Xiaolong’s body, she felt particularly secure, rubbing her soft chest against his arm non-stop.

“Whatever you like.” Huang Xiaolong retreated from the alley with Liu Feilei.

“Little Long, where are we going now?” asked Liu Feilei. “Are there any more ghosts to catch?”

“Uh~~ We are going to take bus number 330.” Huang Xiaolong grinned.

“Um… isn’t it out of service at this time?” Liu Feilei looked puzzled.

Huang Xiaolong just smiled and didn’t elaborate.

He took out his phone, snapped a few pictures of “Jiang Chenxi”, and sent them to Lin Jing on WeChat.

“Sister Jing, are you asleep? When you have time, could you help me look up this man named ‘Jiang Chenxi’?”

After sending the WeChat message, Huang Xiaolong took Liu Feilei to a station where the 330 bus must pass.

They parked their car on the roadside and waited alone under a bus stop sign.

The night wind blew litter all over the vacant streets, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

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“I mean… Little Long, if people knew that we are waiting for a bus at this hour, they would… certainly laugh their heads off.” Liu Feilei felt a shiver of cold, hugged herself and looked at Huang Xiaolong with a smile.

“Hehe, indeed.” Huang Xiaolong looked around. “I wonder if we can catch the ghost bus.”

Ten minutes later!

There, on the road, a bus was slowly driving towards them!

“Here comes the bus!” Huang Xiaolong perked up!

He could see clearly; this was the 330 bus!

“Huh? Little Long? Where’s the bus? How come I can’t see it?” Liu Feilei was stunned.

Huang Xiaolong burned a revealing charm, and Liu Feilei could clearly see all at once.

The 330 bus was wrapped in layers of black, sinister air. The bus was dilapidated; the windshield and windows were all shattered.

Its body was full of patches, all stained with blood!

It seemed like a bus that had just driven out of hell!

“Little Long…is… this the ghost bus? Its style is so creepy… it scares the hell out of me…” Liu Feilei was frightened, shrinking her neck and clutching Huang Xiaolong’s hand.

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Huang Xiaolong waved from afar, and the 330 bus began to slow down and pull up at the stop.

The bus door opened.

A chilly wind whistled out.

“Feilei, let’s get on the bus.” Huang Xiaolong, visibly excited, pulled Liu Feilei’s hand and stepped onto the bus.

Holy crap, I finally found the long-lost 330 bus from Binhai!