Chapter 311: Chapter 313: Chinese Knot
"Huh?"
The girl gave the human head a strange look, a seed of fear sprouting in her heart.
But more than fear, she felt an indescribable sense of grievance—a grievance for her supposed savior.
First, he was accused of being a bad guy, and now a ghost.
But she didn’t dare argue. She glanced nervously at the twisted steel pipe on the floor, terrified she’d be crushed just like it.
[Does the host mean that thing is a ghost?]
[I think it’s very likely. Why else would it randomly try to drag that girl off the bus?!]
[Oh, so that’s what’s going on. I actually thought he was a good guy!]
[The more you think about it, the scarier it gets, fam!]
Su Nian took the human head from her Ghost Stick’s grasp, her tone dripping with mockery.
"This damned thing. He was a creep when he was alive, and now he’s a lecherous ghost after dying!"
The other passengers didn’t dare to respond. For one, they didn’t know what to say. For another, they were stunned to see Su Nian so casually holding the head, completely unfazed.
Such a beautiful, elegantly dressed young woman, yet she was gracefully holding a human head and smiling as she called it a lecherous ghost.
The sight alone was enough to send a chill down anyone’s spine.
Looking closer, they saw she was also holding a human-shaped stick—also made from a ghost.
For a moment, everyone fell silent, too afraid to speak.
Su Nian lifted the head, examined it closely, and came to a conclusion.
"You’re in cahoots with the bus driver, aren’t you..."
But the head didn’t react. It just stared blankly, its eyes wide and rigid, as if it had lost all awareness of the outside world.
But Su Nian just grinned, her beautiful face filled with malice. She leaned closer to the head in her hand and flashed a toothy smile.
"Not talking, huh? Fine then."
"I happen to be in need of a rubber ball. You look pretty bouncy. I think I’ll just pull out all your hair, knock out all your teeth, and make you into a ball."
The captive head was stunned. Even with its eyes closed, it could feel that sinister, chilling gaze.
’I’m already just a head! If I lose my hair and teeth too, I’ll be hideous!’
’Ghosts care about their looks too! We have a sense of aesthetics!’
’No, I can’t believe her. She’s probably just bluffing!’
But then he remembered his good buddy, who was now a stick in her hand!
’But at least he’s still in one piece!’
The Evil Ghost’s terrifying aura was crushed to dust as its little head raced with thoughts.
The other people grew even more panicked. They couldn’t help but feel that this master might not be entirely sane.
[First time in this stream. Never seen this kind of method for dealing with ghosts before.]
[There are so many of these ghost-hunting streams lately, but I’ve never heard of anything like this happening in real life!]
[First-timers, don’t doubt it. Watch a bit more and you’ll be worshiping the master!]
Su Nian waited in silence for three seconds, but there was no response.
Then, her hand moved, and she began to pull out its hair.
Su Nian didn’t just pull out a few strands; she ripped out entire handfuls, like she was yanking weeds.
Chunks of scalp came away with the hair. The other passengers watched, grimacing in horror.
But no one dared to speak.
Su Nian smiled, ripped out another large handful of hair, and tossed it to the floor. "A ball made from a human head... It’s super bouncy. You pat it, it bounces back. No need to inflate it. So much fun."
The Human Head Ghost was already trembling uncontrollably, yet it tried to force itself to look calm, not wanting Su Nian to see its fear.
[Could this be fake?]
[That head is a ghost??]
[A Human Head Ghost?]
[Ghost or not, I’ve gotta admire this host. Holding that thing is so creepy.]
As Su Nian spoke, she actually pried its mouth open.
Then she leisurely pulled on a pair of gloves and picked up her Ghost Stick.
Her tone seemed gentle as she spoke to the Ghost Stick. "I don’t have a suitable tool. I’ll use your head to knock out its teeth in a bit."
The way she smiled as she spoke was captivating, but the words themselves were terrifying.
The Ghost Stick froze. ’What does she mean?’
But in the next second, it felt Su Nian’s "enthusiasm" firsthand.
Su Nian grabbed its face and squeezed it out of shape, kneading its head into a sharp point.
Then, she forcefully pried open the Evil Ghost’s mouth. Su Nian maintained her Easy Breeze expression, a gentle, faint smile on her face, which contrasted sharply with the CRACKING sound of the Human Head Ghost’s jaw being forced open.
It was utterly horrifying.
The passengers all turned their heads, unable to watch the scene.
For a moment, they couldn’t tell who was worse off with this master on the bus. It seemed the ghosts were having a tougher time.
The Human Head Ghost was dumbfounded. Its mouth was stretched so wide it felt like it would never close again.
But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was the sensation of its mouth about to be ripped in half!
"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!"
Abruptly, the Human Head Ghost was suddenly able to speak. With its mouth pried open by Su Nian, its words were garbled.
But the general meaning was clear.
The passengers were utterly shocked. So it really was a ghost!
The little girl was the most astonished of all.
"Y-y-you... You’re a ghost?!"
The transformation from savior to Evil Ghost had taken only a few minutes. The little girl’s eyes went wide, unable to process it.
Meanwhile, the livestream comments were buzzing with excitement.
[Told you it was a ghost.]
[The host is a real savage. Smashed that follow button!]
[I’m sick of seeing talisman paper and stuff. Ripping a ghost’s head open with your bare hands is what I like to see!]
[I can’t believe it’s actually a ghost!!!]
[A woman as fierce as a hawk! My jaw is on the floor. It’s actually a ghost!]
"Hmph..."
Su Nian lifted her chin slightly, then loosened her grip, dropping the ghost’s head to the floor.
She then leisurely removed her gloves, took out a tissue, and wiped her long, slender hands.
It was an act that should have looked pretentious and affected, yet when Su Nian did it, it was nothing but elegant and beautiful.
While wiping her hands, she shot a sidelong glance at the Ghost Stick, which was busy rubbing its head, trying to return to its normal shape.
Su Nian tossed the used tissue right in its face, her own expression remaining elegant and gentle.
"Start talking. What’s the deal?"
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk!"
The Ghost Stick didn’t dare hide a thing. ’This woman looks so delicate, but who would have thought she could crush my damn head with her bare hands!’
"When we were alive, he and I were partners. He would get on the bus and pretend there was a ghost to trick young girls into getting off. I’d play along, pretending something was wrong with the bus."
[??? Human traffickers?]
[I think it’s true. This bus looked familiar. My mom warned me a few days ago about a ’ghost bus’ that specifically targets girls!]
[Holy crap, so it wasn’t a ghost bus at all, it was people doing it!]
All sorts of curses filled the livestream comments.
The bus driver was still desperately trying to absolve himself of blame.
"I was forced into it by him..."
But Su Nian’s eyes crinkled into a smile.
"If you dare tell a single lie, I’ll pull out your intestines and tie them into a Chinese knot."
