Exorcism in Los Angeles? Just talk it out!

Add it, add it to my spirit—

After quickly channeling the free attribute points he had just acquired into his mental state, Li Ang's complexion improved slightly...

Player: Leon

Occupation: Trainee Exorcist

Rating: 3

Physical condition: 6

Power: 3.5

Spirit: 5.4

Free attribute points: 0

Experience points: 161/400

Entry/Lightened: 【Speaking Lies/LV2】【Calling a Deer a Horse/LV1】【Confusing the Public/LV2】

Sure enough, the rewards for deceiving ghosts are much greater than those for deceiving people...

On the bus, both the man in the suit and the clown were puzzled. At that moment, the bus lights flashed, seemingly warning them that fighting was strictly prohibited inside the bus.

The clown and the man in the suit trembled slightly, seemingly intimidated by the rules of the bus, then stiffly returned to their seats and slowly sat down...

"Phew...finally, I made it through." Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead. It wasn't that he was afraid of the two evil spirits, but rather that he was currently inside the stomach of another evil spirit...

The Death Bus No. 13 —

However, Li Ang did not notice that the fifth passenger in the corner, the priest who was dozing off in his seat, suddenly opened his eyes after Li Ang successfully deceived the clown and the man in the suit, revealing a look of surprise and astonishment.

The rain outside is pouring down even harder...

There wasn't a single car on the road. Even though it was a familiar lane, there were no other vehicles in sight.

ding ding ding-

Suddenly, the car jerked, stopped, and pulled over to the station...

The car door opened, and two people immediately climbed in, one in black and one in white...

"Wardfuck, I told you long ago that was a piece of junk, but you didn't believe me..."

"What a piece of junk! You saw it yourself, it drives faster than a Lamborghini, it doesn't look like a pickup truck at all..."

"The engine model is so old, nobody wants it. If you ask me, we'd make a profit even at $200..."

Two people, soaked to the bone from the rain, boarded the bus, grumbling and cursing.

Li Ang: "...?!"

OK!

So it was you two little thieves who made me get soaked in the rain...

From the conversation between the two petty thieves, Li Ang realized that the dilapidated pickup truck and the antique car that ran faster than a Lamborghini were the two thieves who stole his car to sell.

The other driver probably saw him and the Lamborghini driver stuck in traffic while waiting at a red light and assumed his beat-up pickup truck was a disguised modified vehicle.

So he remembered the license plate, and then, when he happened to run into the car while he was at the supermarket buying a gun, he stole it...

After selling everything, I wanted to take the bus home, but I don't know if it was just bad luck, I couldn't catch a bus and ended up getting soaked.

After finally waiting for the bus, it turned out that, like Li Ang, he had won the lottery and boarded the No. 13 death bus...

Li Ang gritted his teeth in hatred. These two thieves dared to steal his car, making him get soaked in the rain. What's worse, they sold it for a pittance of $200 and didn't even give it to him. Didn't they know he was short of money?

"Serves you right for having such bad luck, getting on that number 13 death bus, hmph..."

The two seemed a bit oblivious, completely unaware of the strangeness of the vehicle. After getting on, they casually tossed coins into the box and then went to sit down in their seats.

"Hey Peter, look at that, that..."

"Hahaha...that's hilarious." The guy with the dreaded braid tugged at his companion, pointed at the suit-wearing Wuxianghuang, and grinned, "This guy actually got on the bus wearing stockings? Did he just buy them for free at the mall?"

"And that one, Peter, look at that one... this one's even funnier."

Xiao Hei was obviously referring to the bandaged man, who was completely wrapped in bandages from head to toe. "Can he even see where he's going? I feel like we're in a car at a cosplay party!"

"Harry, keep your voice down, don't say anything." The white guy Peter tugged at the black guy and gestured to the clown next to him with his mouth.

"Uh..." Harry, the little black boy, stopped abruptly the moment he saw the clown, because the clown's smile was too creepy...

That stubborn, unchanging smile just stared straight at them.

"Fuck, what are you looking at? Watch out or I'll beat you up..." Little Black Harry, relying on his strong physique, gestured with his biceps, which he had been injecting with steroids for years.

But the clown remained motionless, just grinning eerily, staring straight at him. Only the curve of his lips finally shifted slightly, becoming even wider…

It seemed even colder around us.

"Harry, stop talking, let's just sit down quietly." The young white man, Peter, tugged at his companion, stopping his anger, and whispered, "Be careful, he might have a weapon..."

Upon hearing the word "guy," Xiao Hei immediately calmed down and stopped causing trouble.

In America, you can bully others by taking steroids and having a physique as strong as a gorilla, but if someone is fearless and keeps staring at you with a creepy smile, then you should be careful.

Nine out of ten people like this have mental problems; they might just pull out some kind of truth and kill you the next second.

Seeing that the clown wasn't moving, the two didn't cause any more trouble and quietly found a seat to sit down.

The car continued driving, but the lights flickered slightly. An unseen malevolence filled the air, mixed with a chill that seemed to emanate from the very soul. The people inside the car collided.

Like a group of snakes fighting in the shadows, like several wisps of fog vying for territory, none of them were willing to give way to the others.

"Fuck, why is the air conditioning so strong? I feel a bit cold..."

……

……

"Family members, does anyone understand? It's raining here in Amei, and even the raindrops have a sweet feeling to them..."

A slightly chubby girl was holding her phone, live-streaming while waiting for a bus. She made a blissful expression, then reached out and caught a few drops of rainwater before putting them in her mouth and drinking them.

"In places free from industrial waste gas and air pollution, not only is the air clear, but even the rainwater smells so sweet."

"Haha, I know you're all jealous of me, envious of me, right..."

"I know you envy me for getting a green card, hehe..."

Wang Tiantian was so engrossed in admiring herself that she didn't care what was being said in the comments section. She had set up a system where anyone who wanted to criticize her had to give her a reward first.

Ding Ding!

The bus slowly approached the station in the misty drizzle. Wang Tiantian's eyes lit up. "Hey, family, a bus is here! As expected of Amei, there's still a bus this late. Public transportation is really great."

Wang Tiantian happily flagged down the bus, and at the same time, she didn't forget to turn her phone camera towards the bus to show her fans, "Look, this is Amei's bus."

"Ah, the air is so wonderful, the rainwater is so sweet, even the bus gives one a sense of heavy, profound history..."

She didn't notice that there were quite a few pop-up ads in her fan chat room. Of course, even if she did know, she wouldn't care, because her live stream room was mostly filled with trolls...

[The 13th, it's the 13th!!!]

[Bus number 13? It's rumored to be the "death bus"...]

[What's this "Death Bus No. 13" meme? Can someone explain it to me?]

Here's the thing: in the East, the number 4 is considered unlucky, but in the West, the number 13 is considered unlucky...