Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

The dilapidated No. 404 bus sped wildly through the thick fog.

The chassis of the carriage emitted a harsh metallic scraping sound, and it looked like it could fall apart at any moment.

Outside the car window, the black outline of the City of the Dead was completely swallowed up by the rolling blood-red mist.

The terrifying aura of death that felt like a thorn in one's back gradually dissipated.

Lin Ye lay on his back on the cold, water-stained aluminum alloy floor.

His chest heaved violently, each breath a heavy gasp of relief, as if he had just survived a catastrophe.

Leng Yue's graceful and tall body pressed tightly against him, her long, silvery-white hair like a soft net, completely obscuring his vision.

Through the thin fabric, the breathtaking softness and amazing elasticity were clearly transmitted to Lin Ye's nerve endings.

The icy body temperature suppressed the pure yang energy and blood boiling within him due to the intense exercise.

The two were so close that Leng Yue's warm breath sprayed all over his neck, causing a slight, ticklish sensation.

With such a soft and fragrant body in his arms, under normal circumstances, Lin Ye would have taken the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Having just escaped death, his nerves were still on edge, and he simply didn't have the leisure to relax.

Following the principle of "moderation," Lin Ye placed his hands on Leng Yue's slender waist, preparing to lift her up.

Leng Yue, however, took action first.

She used one hand to support herself on the rusty chair frame and stood up nimbly.

The long black trench coat swept an elegant arc as she stood up, concealing those stunningly beautiful legs that were enough to tempt anyone to commit a crime.

She lowered her eyes, then tucked her disheveled silver hair behind her ear, reverting to her usual aloof and unapproachable queen-like demeanor.

"Thank you for saving me, sir."

Leng Yue's voice was clear and cold as she reached out her fair hand and pulled Lin Ye up from the ground.

"We're family, no need for formalities. If you get dragged away by those tentacles, who will I be living off of?"

Lin Ye patted the dust off his trousers and casually made a joke.

Fatty Wang was still slumped in the aisle.

He clutched the menacing boning knife, wrapped like a dumpling in his coat, tightly in both hands, muttering incantations as if it were some kind of ultimate weapon.

"Yoko, so we've survived, right?"

The fat man swallowed hard, his voice still trembling.

"Half and half."

Lin Ye took a deep breath, his gaze passing over the rows of empty seats and landing on the driver's seat at the very front of the carriage.

The blood-red fog outside the window had completely dissipated, replaced by the pale, ordinary mist found near the reservoir where the corpses had sunk.

This ghost bus has successfully driven out of the fragmented remnants of the underworld and returned to the crevices between the realms of Yin and Yang.

But the trouble was not completely over.

Lin Ye hadn't forgotten that their original purpose for boarding this ghost bus tonight was to remove the scapegoat mark from Lin Xiaoxiao's neck.

The bus began to slow down gradually.

The bulky figure that had been sitting stiffly in the driver's seat like a dead object suddenly stirred.

"Click...click click..."

The chilling sound of bones twisting echoed through the deathly silent carriage.

The driver's head, which was covered by the tattered peaked cap of his uniform, turned 180 degrees backward in a slow and steady motion!

When that face was fully exposed to everyone's view, even the well-informed Lin Ye couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.

On the smooth, pale skin, there were no eyes, no nose, and no mouth.

Like a dough that has been roughly flattened, it exudes an absurd and terrifying quality.

Faceless Driver!

"To die in place of... someone else... and hand in... the blame..."

A hoarse voice exploded in everyone's minds.

The faceless driver raised his swollen, blister-covered right hand and slowly stretched it into the air.

Drops of black sewage gathered out of thin air and condensed above its palm into a tattered, illusory register.

The roster flipped open automatically without any wind.

The pages of the book were covered with names written in blood.

The paper of the roster felt like human skin, with a pale, bluish-gray hue.

Lin Ye's gaze swept over the densely packed blood-red characters, and his heart sank.

The pages were covered with dried, blackened writing, and below each name were densely packed dates and locations, even detailing the cause of death of the victims.

"Jiangzhou No.1 Middle School, drowning," "Construction site in the northern suburbs, falling from a tower"...

These names are clearly those of people who have "died unexpectedly" or gone missing in Jiangzhou City in the past month.

Furthermore, there are several unfinished names at the end of the pages.

The names seemed to be struggling, constantly writhing on the pages and oozing foul-smelling blood, as if the living person would die instantly once the names were written down.

On one of these pages, three striking blood-red characters were written: 【Lin Xiaoxiao】.

The blood-red characters were flashing continuously, as if an invisible thread connected one end to the roster and the other end to Lin Xiaoxiao's soul in the real world.

As long as the driver marks this name with an X, Lin Xiaoxiao's soul will be forcibly taken away.

"Hand them over...or...spare your life..."

The faceless driver transmitted a message in his mind, and the strong aura of resentment from the water locked onto Lin Ye and the other three people in the back of the car.

The entire bus came to life, its doors and windows locked tight, the steel carriages groaning under the strain, as if determined to leave them there forever.

The fat man screamed in fright and almost threw the butcher knife in his hand away.

Froststar excitedly licked her little tiger teeth.

Her heterochromatic blue eyes were filled with a fierce, eager glint.

"Brother-in-law, this faceless guy looks so stupid. Can I twist its head off and use it as a ball?"

Just as Lin Ye was weighing the pros and cons, a faint light flickered on his retina.

"Ding! Your Excellency, please exercise self-restraint. System notification: Ghost bus has been detected demanding a substitute death as a form of karma. The debt between the Yin and Yang realms must be settled. Please make a decision within three minutes to end this karmic entanglement!"

[Option A: The violent demolition team—shouting "To hell with karma!", ordered Leng Yue and Shuang Xing to dismantle the broken-down car and turn the faceless driver into a QR code.]

[Reward: Rogue Headband x1. Consequence: Violent breach of contract will trigger the backlash of the reservoir's century-old resentment, causing the mark on Lin Xiaoxiao's neck to erupt instantly, killing her on the spot.]

[Option B: Righteous and selfless – Stepping forward, he pricked his finger and used his own pure yang blood to replace Lin Xiaoxiao's name.]

[Reward: Receive a "Good Citizen of Jiangzhou" banner. Consequence: You will become a lifetime VIP passenger of the ghost bus, forced to clock in at the reservoir every night at midnight.]

[Option C: Deceive the heavens and cross the sea, use an object to represent the form—Using a "soul-fixing mirror fragment" recently salvaged from the ruins of the ghost market, combined with Taoist secret techniques to conceal the aura, forcibly erase the mark on the life and death register, and then supplement it with high-level intimidation to make the driver obediently shut up.]

[Reward: 300 Official Points, and the limited-time title "Ticket Master" (increases aura by 100% in bizarre events related to public transportation).]

Option D: Causal Fishing – Turning the Tables. Using the Soul-Fixing Mirror as a medium, instead of erasing the records, this "life-reaping contract" is forcibly transferred to a high-ranking vengeful ghost within the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

[Reward: Obtain a fragment of the "Yellow Spring Ghost Path Seal," unlocking partial access to the Underworld. Consequence: This action is extremely dangerous and may attract the attention of the ancient will deep within the City of the Wrongfully Dead, triggering a "Underworld Wanted Poster" and subjecting you to relentless pursuit in the short term.]