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However, Lu Shi had no regrets. He understood that if they wanted to continue in the dungeon and win first place, it was necessary for him to recover his strength.

Even if he has to turn back into the Demon Lord that everyone hates.

"I..." Lu Shi walked towards Ye Bugui, unaware that his long hair had turned white in an instant.

His pupils grew increasingly cold, like those of some cold-blooded animal.

But Ye Bugui walked over without hesitation. As if welcoming his king, he hugged Ye Bugui tightly and pulled him into his arms.

“Now,” Lu Shi noticed his white hair and said with a wry smile, “am I ugly?”

"No. He's incredibly handsome, incredibly good-looking." Ye Bugui hugged him so tightly: "Don't you know? People in our country are obsessed with gray hair."

A note from the author:

Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 84

☪ Ghost Story Academy 12

"Yes, yes! We're all obsessed with gray hair!"

Zeng Fugui reacted extremely quickly, although he didn't quite understand why the white-haired demon lord suddenly...

"Yes, yes! We're all obsessed with gray hair!"

Zeng Fugui reacted very quickly, although he didn't quite understand why the white-haired demon lord suddenly disappeared, and why Lu Shi's head turned white instantly.

But that didn't stop him from showing his support, since both Lu Shi and Ye Bugui were his bosses!

Wei Jin laughed, because Lu Shi didn't have the same ghostly aura as him, which meant that Lu Shi himself hadn't changed.

As for his hair turning white, he considered it a minor matter.

After hearing everyone's words, Lu Shi realized that his and Ye Bugui's current actions were particularly strange. He subconsciously wanted to push Ye Bugui away, but he did not expect that Ye Bugui's strength was so great this time.

"Are you feeling better now?" Ye Bugui asked softly as he lowered his head after feeling the movement of the person in his arms.

"Hmm, much better. My abilities have returned." Lu Shi smiled, this was truly a great thing: "However, I might not be able to control my... murderous intent, so please help me out then."

He put it very tactfully. But Ye Bugui still understood.

“No problem,” Ye Bugui agreed with a smile, “With me here, I will keep a close eye on the Demon Lord and make you reform!”

"Aren't you scared?" Lu Shi's mood gradually brightened, and he could even joke with Ye Bugui: "Maybe I won't be able to resist killing you all."

"No." Ye Bugui looked at Lu Shi solemnly: "I have never thought you were scary. In my opinion, you are the most lovable person."

These words made Lu Shi's ears turn red once again.

Well, Lu Shi turned his head, thinking that Ye Bugui must be pitying him, which was why she said those strange things today.

However, this conversation absolutely could not continue, because he felt two strange gazes on him from the side, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Wei Jin opened her mouth wide, gently poked Zeng Fugui beside her, and finally voiced her confusion:

"I don't quite understand why they're still hugging so tightly. At first I thought..."

In fact, not long after Wei Jin met Lu Shi, he had suspected his relationship with Ye Bugui.

But once Wei Jin got to know Lu Shi well enough, he knew that Lu Shi was definitely not that kind of person.

But now, seeing the two so intimately close, even inseparable, Lu Shi was once again confused.

Could it be that these two people are really in a relationship? And that they are mutually in love?

At this moment, Zeng Fugui glanced at Wei Jin and whispered, "They are our bosses, so we shouldn't worry about them too much. Just listen to their instructions. Keep things to ourselves, things we shouldn't say or ask."

Wei Jin, who was standing to the side, nodded, seemingly agreeing with Zeng Fugui's point.

Lu Shi and Ye Bugui finally let go of each other and turned to look at them:

"Let's keep going, at least see if we can find that mental hospital."

The four set off again, walking through the streets of the Otherworld, experiencing a unique kind of peace.

Here, they could no longer hear the roar of cars, and even the chirping of insects and birds had disappeared, replaced by deathly silence.

If a person were to walk on such a street, they would certainly feel fear and apprehension.

They didn't see a single living person, but what was strange was that they didn't even see any ghosts this time.

"Could it be that it was scared away?" Ye Bugui said with some regret. He had planned to show off his martial prowess to Lu Shi.

Lu Shi nodded, immediately agreeing with Ye Bugui's assessment: "The commotion he just made was extraordinary. It seems these ghosts are intelligent; they all ran away after realizing there was danger ahead."

"But does this road really lead to a mental hospital?" Zeng Fugui asked. "We don't even know which city we're in."

Even though the four of them didn't have a city map, they all walked in the same direction without prior arrangement.

If Zeng Fugui hadn't raised the question earlier, neither Lu Shi nor anyone else would have realized the problem.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shi seemed to suddenly realize something and continued:

"This should be some kind of guidance; it seems to be leading us there."

"The dungeon even has a navigation function?" Ye Bugui joked. "It seems that the boss of this dungeon is fearless and not afraid that we can take it all down."

Just then, a car suddenly appeared out of the fog.

It was as if they were about to be knocked flying.

But when Lu Shi reached out, ready to use magic to tear the bus to pieces, he realized that the bus's purpose was not to hit them.

It actually stopped there, quietly.

"This is... a bus?" Ye Bugui looked at the damaged parts of the bus and even saw what looked like bloodstains on the tires. He knew there was something wrong with the bus.

"Probably?" Zeng Fugui glanced at the license plate number, a very common 514. "This is probably another strange tale, the story of the bus?"

...

Zeng Fugui's words in the inner world seemed to reach Han Ran's ears.

She wasn't asleep yet; instead, she was holding a flashlight and having a harmonious pre-sleep conversation with her roommates.

Their conversations shifted from cosmetics and celebrities to campus ghost stories, steered by Han Ran.

My roommate, Xiaolan, lowered her voice and whispered, "Have you ever ridden the No. 514 bus?"

"No, does our city really have this bus?"

"I know this legend. It seems that it can only be seen in the early morning or during heavy rain!"

Hearing his roommates' enthusiastic comments, Han Ran immediately became interested and started listening intently.

The bus? Well, she used to take it all the time.

Xiaolan continued, "Someone at our school rode it, and she even posted a series of posts about it on the school forum!"

The people next to him exclaimed in surprise, and even Han Ran couldn't wait to know what happened next.

"It was pouring rain that day, with thunder and lightning, and it was nighttime. My senior couldn't get a taxi after leaving the school gate, which was really pitiful. It was at this moment..."

However, Han Ran interrupted the other person and couldn't help but ask, "Wait... why go out in this weather? And you can't get a taxi, so why not just go back to school?"

Xiao Lan cleared her throat: "Han Ran, don't spoil the fun! Anyway, my senior waited and waited, and finally a bus came..."

So, just like Lu Shi and his group, she boarded the bus that automatically opened its doors for them without hesitation.

Chapter 85

☪ Ghost Story Academy 13

"And then?" Han Ran asked impatiently, "What happened after she got on the bus?"

Another roommate gently stroked her long hair and said dismissively:

"Isn't that obvious? Something must have happened!"

"Yeah, in these kinds of ghost stories, the main character always dies! I remember reading this ghost story, and that's how it ends."

Only the roommate who was telling the story laughed, but her laughter, combined with the light from the flashlight, created a terrifying effect.

"No, no, no, you're all wrong. If my senior is dead, how could anyone come back to tell this story?"

"Later, my senior came back, and it seemed like nothing had happened." My roommate sighed. "But she got pregnant very quickly, but she insisted that she had never had a relationship with anyone."

Han Ran suddenly felt a chill, but her curiosity about the story's ending made her suppress the discomfort and continue asking:

"Did she eventually give birth to that child?"

“No,” her roommate said, her face darkening as she shook her head, her tone chilling. “She was abandoned by everyone. Her family and friends all distanced themselves from her, distrusted her, and even slandered her. So, one dark and stormy night, amidst thunder and lightning, she jumped off a building…”

"But the most terrifying thing about this story is that someone later saw with their own eyes that after the senior jumped down the building, she was still moving, and then bus number 514 ran over her."

Upon hearing this, almost everyone except Han Ran gasped in shock.

Because this story isn't exactly scary, but it's rather eerie, and just hearing about it sends chills down your spine.

Han Ran, however, was pondering this strange tale, wondering if she should take the bus at night.

What she didn't know was that her teammates were already on the bus heading to the mental hospital.

After Lu Shi got into the car, he remained quite calm.

After discovering that there were no card or coin machines on the bus, he directly asked the driver, whose face was deathly pale and who looked like he wasn't even human:

"Sir, how do we swipe our cards?"

The master slowly twisted his neck, his eyes were bloodshot and looked quite unpleasant.

He seemed somewhat surprised to have encountered such a reckless young man who wasn't afraid of him today, but he still spoke up:

"No need, you have already paid the price."

"Is that so?" Ye Bugui stood behind Lu Shi, adopting a serious demeanor, though he did exude an aura of a domineering CEO. "Can you tell us what the price is?"

This time, instead of offering a polite explanation, the driver slammed on the gas, sending the bus into the fog.

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