Chapter 368: The Ghost Bus (2/2)

”Apparently, a popular blogger specializing in paranormal activity research also confirmed the theory,” added Luo Youyou.

”But his confirmation doesn’t do anything,” I retorted.

Right then, Dali walked in through the front door and asked, ”What are you talking about? You’re both so excited.”

Luo Youyou pointed to the screen, ”I saw an incredible post on the Internet, but Song Yang doesn’t think it’s real.”

”That’s just how he is!” Dali laughed. “He doubts everything. Even if a hundred people tell him there’s a hole in front of him, he wouldn’t believe it unless he fell in himself.”

”How can you make the pursuit of truth sound so bad?” I protested.

Luo Youyou proceeded to describe the ghost bus to Dali with much excitement.

”Redbud Road is only three blocks away from here. Why don't we go find out?” suggested Dali.

Luo Youyou clapped her hands, ”Yes, what a great idea!”

”Dude, let’s invite Bingxin as well!” gushed Dali. “She loves this sort of thing.”

Luo Youyou’s face sank like lead. I couldn’t help but wonder how Dali could be so blind! Dali brazenly phoned Bingxin and told her about our plans for the evening.

”Will Song Yang-gege be there too?” asked Bingxin.

Glaring at Dali, I warned him not to make any promises but the idiot said, ”He's coming too!”

Bingxin agreed at once, ”Alright, I'll drop by your store later.”

Both Luo Youyou and I wore long faces while Dali grinned like the cat that got the cream.

A while later, Bingxin pulled up in front of the store. She cheerfully greeted me, to which I replied, ”Has your father given you the green light for tonight’s outing?”

”How is that possible? He’s not home from work so I took the opportunity to sneak out,” she beamed. “By the way, what’s this about the ghost bus that Dali mentioned?”

Dali was anxious like a cat on hot bricks, ”I'll show you the post. Luo Youyou, go to the convenience store and get us two drinks.”

Though I had nothing to say about his request, Luo Youyou's expression turned dim. Picking up on her emotions, I immediately stood up and said, ”I'll go!”

Bingxin shook her head, ”It’s alright, water is fine.”

Both of them sat at the cashier counter, eagerly studying the post. Like most girls interested in the paranormal, Bingxin was in high spirits upon hearing our plan to explore Redbud Road in the evening. Luo Youyou's expression was a sharp contrast to Bingxin’s wide grin.

I thought to myself, Dali, if you go on like this, you’ll surely end up with nothing!

As a friend, I had to do something within my power. I sent Luo Youyou a text message: Don’t worry, I’ll give Dali a good talking to.

She replied: It’s alright. I won't join you tonight. You guys have fun.

I pleaded: Come for me, won’t you?

She texted: Fine, for your sake, I will. But I’m resigning tomorrow!