She searched for a while but found no clues except that Ding Weihai went to search for ghosts.

She clicked on Ding Weihai’s circle of friends, and the latest post caught her attention.

Ding Weihai: [I heard that if you wait for the bus at the city bus stop at midnight, you will see a hearse come. Is this true or false? (funny face)]

There was a picture, which was a selfie taken by Ding Weihai and his three roommates. The four recently graduated college students were full of youth, smiling at the camera with their white teeth showing, looking carefree.

Wu Jingting came to the side and saw that An Rugu was looking at the photo, so she said, “I have provided all these clues to the police, and the police are investigating. Midnight is already so late, how could there still be a public bus running? Did my son get on it? Was there a weird man driving it?”

As everyone knew, public buses only operated when there was a good flow of people. The business hours of most city buses was between 5 or 6 in the morning and 5 or 6 in the evening.

A bus at midnight… how could it be a real bus?

“Do you know what this ‘hearse’ is?”

Wu Jingting only knew what the police had told her, and she said fearfully, “…the police told me that there’s an urban legend in Nancheng. If you wait at a bus station at midnight, maybe Bus No. 18 will arrive, which is a hearse. These guys might really be looking for death.”

“Why Bus No. 18?”

Wu Jingting felt a little chilled as she recalled what the police said. “It seems that ten years ago, the brakes of a bus on Route No. 18 failed, and more than 20 people on the bus, including the driver, fell into the lake. No one survived. 

“Then later, someone once passed by the bus stop sign at midnight, and a No. 18 bus stopped next to it, so it gradually became a legend.”

“I understand.” After thinking about it for a while, An Rugu returned the phone to Wu Jingting.

Under everyone’s surprised eyes, she raised her hand and took out the three sticks of incense from the incense burner.

Wu Jingting said curiously, “Master, what are you doing?”

An Ru gently held the three burning incense sticks in her hand. “His life signs have been blocked. I don’t know where he is. I have to rely on incense lit by his blood relatives to find him.”

She raised her head to look at the sky. The sky was filled with the fading rays of light in the distance. It was already dusk. Only one-third of the incense in her hand was left burning. She didn’t have much time left.

She didn’t say more, instead she said to Wu Jingting, “You drive me around, and I’ll find your son. Remember, be quick, or the incense will burn out.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Jingting and his wife quickly nodded in agreement, stepped forward, and walked hurriedly down the mountain.

An Rugu saw that there was no one else in the temple, so she asked Shang Yue to pack her things and go with her.

Shang Yue was very interested in the strange urban legend of the public bus. She bit her red lips and followed excitedly.

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

They got into the luxury car of the husband and wife. As the driver, Wu Jingting’s husband said nervously, “Master, where should we go to find my son?”

Sitting in the back seat, An Ru lowered her eyes and looked quietly at the incense in her hand. The green smoke coming from the incense did not rise vertically upward, but slowly drifted towards one direction.

She said, “Go northwest to the lakeside.”

“I understand,” Wu Jingting’s husband immediately agreed, and the vehicle quickly started moving.

Three minutes later, An Rugu looked in the direction of smoke and said, “Take the northern Binhu Road.”

“Okay!”

“Get out of the way when the road ends.”

“I see!”

… …

The luxury car was driving rapidly towards the northwest of the city. At the same time, the sky was getting darker and darker. Dusk passed and night came. The darkness overhead pressed down on everyone, making people breathless.

Just before the last bit of incense burned out, the green smoke finally drifted upwards. An Rugu immediately shouted to stop, and the vehicle stopped in front of a bus sign.

This was the northern suburbs of Nancheng. The bus sign says Routes No. 27 and No. 46, but there was no No. 18.

An Rugu thought about the urban legend. It was said that Bus No. 18 will appear on any bus sign in the city, which may naturally include such remote places.

An Rugu walked down with Shang Yue and looked at the couple through the window, “You may not be able to accept what happens next, so why not go back. We’ll wait here for midnight and take a look at the bus when it arrives.”

She also didn’t want to have to devote her energy to protecting two ordinary people when dealing with ghosts.

Wu Jingting raised her hand, hesitated to speak, and thought for a while before saying, “But leaving you two young women in such a remote place, you are prone to get into trouble.”

Wu Jingting’s husband held the steering wheel and also felt a little dissatisfied.

Upon hearing this, Shang Yue covered her mouth and smiled, “Don’t worry, even if something were to happen to someone, it won’t happen to her or me.”

Wu Jingting thought about how her friend once praised An Rugu so much. She knew that she couldn’t judge others by their appearance, so she finally nodded and said, “Then let’s call each other at some time.”

“Okay.”

… …

The luxury car roared away and gradually left their sight, leaving two young women behind.

An Rugu was sitting on the metal bench in the middle of the public platform, calmly waiting for the arrival of the bus at midnight.

This was a suburb, and there were only a few small shops by the roadside. Seeing that they were two young and beautiful women, a couple of vulgar young men got excited. They pretended to have drunk too much and came to harass them.

Before An Rugu could make a move, Shang Yue grabbed them by their collars like chickens and held them tightly until they couldn’t move.

They were a little scared, but they were unforgiving and kept saying dirty words.

Shang Yue frowned when she heard this and beat them up until their faces were swollen and blood was coming out of their noses.

I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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