The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 250 Leaving Baiyang Village

The rickshaw driver stood motionless on the spot, waiting for Wen Zhong to hand him the ticket. The bell on the handlebar kept shaking as if urging Wen Zhong to hand in the ticket and get on the bus as soon as possible.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Wen Zhong stared at the rickshaw driver in front of him with burning eyes, no matter how he looked at him, he looked like a long-dead mummy.

But the behavior of the other party is not much different from that of a living person, and it is different from all the ghosts he has encountered so far.

silence.

The rickshaw driver didn't intend to speak, and the two were in a stalemate. Even though the bell on the handlebar of the rickshaw was shaking and crackling, Wen Zhong didn't intend to get in the car.

"Boss Wen, what are you waiting for, get in the car and leave this ghost place."

Suddenly, Dai Zhibin's voice came from the front.

He saw that there had been no movement from Wen Zhong's side for a long time, and out of curiosity, he leaned out and looked this way, but he didn't expect that Wen Zhong hadn't gotten into the car yet and was in a stalemate with the driver.

Wen Zhong glanced at Dai Zhibin when he heard the words.

He has already got into the car, and the rickshaw driver in front of him has already held the handlebars in his hands again, leaning forward slightly, as if he is ready to start at any time.

"Did you give the ticket?" Wen Zhong didn't shy away from the two rickshaw drivers, and asked directly: "What's on the car, what's unusual?"

Dai Zhibin replied: "I have already given it my bus ticket, and everything on the bus is normal, there is nothing on it."

"Is that so? I see."

After thinking for a while, Wen Zhong handed the ticket to the rickshaw driver who had been holding out a palm stiffly. If this stalemate continues, he might not even think about leaving here.

The moment Wen Zhong handed the ticket to the other party, Wen Zhong held the driver's hand, and a cold touch came, and then Wen Zhong felt that his hand didn't belong to him anymore, so he quickly pulled it back.

After the driver took the ticket, he didn't check it carefully, and directly stuffed the ticket into his mouth. The whole process was very fast, and he only saw the mouth full of deformed teeth under the watch.

The teeth are layered on top of each other, and the entire mouth is full of teeth, a bit like the rotten teeth in the mouth of a thinking ghost. I don't know what the relationship between this coachman and the thinking ghost is.

Immediately afterwards, the driver's body bent down slightly, as if to make room for Wen Zhong to get on the car.

"This ghost doesn't look like a living person. It's terrifying. Forget it, let's not make any further complications at this juncture." Thinking so, Wen Zhong stepped onto the rickshaw in front of him.

After he got in the car, everything was back to normal again.

Soon, the bell hanging on the handlebars resumed its normal shaking frequency, and the rickshaw began to move forward slowly under the pull of the driver.

"Jingle, jingle—"

The sound of the bell shaking was clear and sweet, dispelling the surrounding black smoke, and the hood of the rickshaw slowly fell, covering Wen Zhong in it, and everything around him became quiet.

Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows, a wound was torn between the eyebrows, and a bloodshot eyeball popped out from it, he tried to observe the situation outside through the car cover.

However, only intermittent pictures were printed in Guitong's line of sight, as if watching an old closed-circuit TV, the picture inside the picture dropped seriously, and it was impossible to see the specific situation clearly.

Seeing this, several wounds were opened on Wen Zhong's face, and strange bloodshot eyes popped out one after another.

This time, the picture he watched was quite complete.

Although it was still pitch black outside the car, behind him, there was a weak and dim yellow light in the direction of leaving Baiyang Village.

For some reason, Wen Zhong always felt that there were two people standing at the entrance of Baiyang Village, and two vague human silhouettes were watching them off from a distance.

When Wen Zhong saw this, two ghost pupils appeared on his face immediately. At this moment, his vision was unprecedentedly clear. Through the black fog, he finally saw clearly the two figures standing at the entrance of the village.

Those two people were Su Yue and Song Xin, and they seemed to have sensed that Wen Zhong was peeping, and raised an arm stiffly, shaking it mechanically towards him, as if waving goodbye to him.

Seeing this weird scene, Wen Zhong couldn't help but see a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, because he clearly saw a strange and slightly stiff smile on the corners of the mouths of the two people at the same time.

"Damn it, what's wrong with these two people that they did this to me. Speaking of which, what time is it in Baiyang Village now? Why did the two of them appear at the same time?"

Wen Zhong cursed in a low voice while looking away.

Although he once promised Su Changguang that he would give Su Yue a word, it doesn't mean that he will stay in Baiyang Village and keep looking for him. This village is getting weirder and weirder. .

Among other things, let's just say that the vampire in the cemetery is suspected to be Su Changguang's ghost holding a big knife after it was revived. Even the current Wen Zhong is not fully sure to restrain it.

And the ghost that made time in Baiyang Village go backwards. I'm afraid the other party's horror level will not be lower than that vampire.

There are still many secrets in Baiyang Village, and he will explore them slowly when he becomes stronger in the future.

"There is also Wang Muyou. I don't know if he is really dead or if Su Changguang is using words to deceive me. Forget it, we will talk about it later. In the final analysis, he is still lacking in strength." After Wen Zhong sighed, he moved Look around.

The speed of the rickshaw was getting faster and faster, and the black smoke surrounding it seemed to have faded a lot. Only then did he see clearly that he was on a winding road.

There are a few dilapidated tile-roofed houses scattered beside the road, covered with cobwebs and dust, and it seems that no one has lived in them for a long time.

Suddenly, a dilapidated light came on from a dilapidated tile-roofed house at the front of the road, and then a broken wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

The people in the room seemed to have heard something, so they came out to investigate.

Wen Zhong wanted to see the figure clearly, but the rickshaw quickly ran past, leaving no room for Wen Zhong to watch.

Then the surrounding area was filled with black smoke again, and the rickshaw was once again wrapped. This time, not only the dilapidated houses, but also the road disappeared, and Ghost Tong's sight became pitch black again.

"This black smoke is somewhat similar to the ghost land, and looking at the broken houses and this road, it looks like another spiritual place. Is it possible that every time there is a scene outside this rickshaw, it will be a spiritual place?"

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

(End of this chapter)