Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 222 Sichuan girls are very gentle (I really don't lie to you, you can find one if you are interested)
The inside of the bus was very dark, not too quiet. Some people were chatting there, chatting very enthusiastically, and didn't notice anything wrong with the bus at all.

And some people lowered their heads, huddled in their seats and shivered, and their faces were even paler. These people were very lucky, and they discovered that this bus was different.

Not because of anything else, just because of the ghost sitting next to them. In this case, even a fool can find something is wrong.

Nonsense, do you see a living person with a numb expression, empty eyes, wearing a shroud worn by a dead person, and a biting coldness all over his body.

At a glance, they are not human beings. None of the ordinary people who discovered this anomaly dared to speak. They were all silent. These were all smart people.

And those who were whispering and chatting, they were more fortunate, because there were no ghosts sitting next to them, so they didn't find anything wrong, otherwise they wouldn't have acted like this.

Of course, there are also some heads-down people who just play with their mobile phones as soon as they get on the bus and don't pay attention to the changes on the bus. Such people are also lucky.

The bus passed through the rain curtain, and the rain flowed along the window, ticking non-stop, but this was also temporary, and when the bus entered the land of spirits, this situation would not happen again.

In the dimly lit bus, the atmosphere is very strange. Specters and living people are in the same bus. Whoever got on the wrong bus can't see the result at first glance.

"Mom, it's so dark outside, and the rain is so heavy!"

After the bus drove steadily for more than an hour, a little boy sitting in the middle row by the window stared at the pouring rain at the door with curiosity in his eyes.

"Yuanyuan, sit down, don't stand on the seat, it will dirty the chair."

A woman sitting next to the little boy pulled the little boy with a slightly reproachful tone.

Hearing the woman's words, the little boy she called Yuan Yuan sat down reluctantly, but his eyes never left the scene outside the window.

Obviously he was very interested in the heavy rain outside the bus. Seeing Yuan Yuan's appearance, the woman felt a little helpless, shook her head, and looked up at the display screen, the number on it was "17".

The woman roughly estimated the number of passengers in the bus, which obviously exceeded the number seventeen, so the number on the display should represent other meanings.

It does not represent the number of passengers in the car, otherwise the car would be too weird.

The woman thought so, and turned her head to look out of the window. The heavy rain was pouring down, and the window was covered by a layer of rain curtain, so she couldn't see the scenery outside:
"It's raining heavily. I hope the rain will be lighter when I get off the car." The woman murmured.

Lin Qian leaned on the seat, eyes half-opened, the situation inside the bus was clear at a glance, the living people and the ghosts were divided into half, there were seventeen ghosts, and sixteen living people.

At a glance, the bus is full, two short, this bus is full.

Lin Qian had never encountered this kind of situation, so he was looking forward to it. After the bus was full, there would still be ghosts on the bus. What about those living people?
Was he killed by a ghost, or by a bus?No one knows, but today you may have the opportunity to witness this scene with your own eyes.

The bus was driving at a normal speed, the window was gradually dimming, the heavy rain was gradually extinguishing, and the sound of dripping rain was also slowly disappearing.

Lin Qian looked out the window, her eyes flickered:
"It's really good news to enter the land of spirits."

As the sound of raindrops stopped completely, the bus completely fell silent. In the dark bus, many people were drowsy. Except for those ordinary people who knew the situation, the rest were basically asleep.

Occasionally, a few of them were playing with their mobile phones, but they all got sleepy after just playing for a while. I don’t know if it’s because the bus is running too smoothly, and the bus is a bit dim, which makes it easy for people to get sleepy.

"Wei Song, something is wrong. There are too many ghosts and people on the bus. There are seventeen ghosts and sixteen people. If there is a sudden shutdown, can we run?"

In the back row of the bus, there were several people sitting. All of them covered their faces with hats, and some of them didn't have hats, so they just wore masks.

The whole body is tightly wrapped, and they look like they are bigger than a big star. The voice just now came from one of them.

"It's indeed a bit too much. Let's not talk about turning off the engine. Just look at the current position of the bus. There are only two left. If there are no ghosts getting off the bus at the stop, there will be more than two ghosts getting on the bus. "

"Then, we living people will give way."

The person who spoke was a person sitting next to the car door. He was wearing a heavy down jacket and a mask, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Hearing Wei Song's words, the faces of the others changed:

"What's the situation today? Why are there so many ghosts on the car? Usually, there are only about ten at most. Today is a good day, and it will soon break through twenty."

"There are indeed some problems today. Not only are there more ghosts, but even ordinary people. I counted carefully today. Including those who died before and the people in the car now, there are nearly 90 people who came up today. .”

"This is several times more than usual, which is very problematic." The other two also said.

Hearing their voices, Wei Song frowned, looked up at the window, the dark sky, the overgrown streets, and the rapidly disappearing city.

This means that the bus is entering the land of spirits. Judging by the speed, it may not be long before the bus will completely enter the land of spirits.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Wei Song lowered his head and thought about it. After a while, he raised his head and said:
"After taking this stop, let's get off first and wait a few days to get back up. The bus these two days is very wrong. There are too many ghosts on the bus."

As soon as Wei Song said these words, the expressions of the rest of the people changed slightly, and they were all hesitating in their eyes. They knew what was going on with them, and they knew that if it wasn't for Li Gui's recovery, they wouldn't take this bus.

But now Wei Song actually asked them to get off the bus after this time. Although there were indeed some problems with the bus today, it didn't affect them too much.

As long as they are careful, basically there will be no problems.

Seeing that they were all silent, Wei Song's face was very calm, and his eyes were a little cold:
"Hehe, you guys don't want to get out of the car? Do you still want to continue to suppress the recovery of the ghost in the car?"

Hearing Wei Song's words, several people were silent, and no one answered Wei Song's question.

Seeing this, Wei Song sneered, his eyes full of disdain:

"I don't care what you think, anyway, I'm going to get off the bus this time. You know how dangerous the current bus is."

"It depends on this situation. Seventeen ghosts are on board. Once the bus turns off, the living people on board will be killed by seventeen ghosts."

"Don't you think that with your ability, you can survive the seventeen ghosts?"

"Ha ha……"

Wei Song laughed, turned his head and looked out the window, ignoring these greedy guys.

Hearing these words, several people looked at each other, hesitating in their eyes whether to get out of the car or not.

What Wei Song said is true, there are too many ghosts on the bus now, seventeen ghosts, what kind of concept is this, once the bus stalls, they have no chance to escape.

They got on the bus to suppress the recovery of the ghosts. They got on the bus to live. If they died on the bus without knowing why, they felt that it was not worth it.

Thinking of this, several people have made up their minds that the bus will not disappear, at most it will be difficult to find, but as long as they survive, they will still have a chance to get on the bus.

So they decided to get off the bus with Wei Song, and wait for the bus to return to normal after a few days before getting on together.

After making up their minds, they looked at Wei Song. Just as one of them was about to say something, at this moment, a blue-haired young man sitting in the front row went crazy and stood up from his seat. His face was very ugly.

"What the hell, why did the driver drive the car, and where did the route go!"

"What the hell should I say? I haven't arrived home after sitting for more than an hour. After a long time, the driver made a mistake. If I didn't just look at the navigation, I wouldn't know."

The tone of the blue-haired young man was very rude, his face was full of anger, and he walked towards the driver's seat angrily, cursing as he walked:
"Ge, the driver, how the hell do you drive the car? Do you know how many wrong roads I have to take on your route!"

"You precious dragon, if you don't send me back today, I can't kill you today!"

Lan Mao scolded outrageously, people who were not in the middle of Sichuan could barely understand, but here came the strange thing, no matter how Lan Mao scolded, the driver just didn't move, didn't respond at all, it seemed that he didn't hear Lan Mao at all. sound the same.

Seeing this, Lan Mao's violent temper immediately came up:
"Damn Ge, you bastard, the driver asked you something, did you hear me?"

But until Lan Mao walked to the driver's seat, the driver didn't respond at all, and just drove the car seriously.

Lan Mao's voice made all the living people in the bus look over. After hearing Lan Mao's scolding words, they all fell silent. Those with children directly covered the children's ears, such as that woman.

Lin Qian looked at Lan Mao calmly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought involuntarily:

"Chuanzhong people, it's so comfortable to scold people? It sounds so exciting."

Lin Qian stared at Lan Mao's angry face, suddenly frowned, and looked up to the front of the bus, with a slight flicker in his eyes:
"Ghost blocking the car?"

(End of this chapter)