The Mysterious Resurrection

"I'm afraid we won't be able to leave even if we want to." After Yuan Yingfei heard Wen Zhonglue's warning words, a wry smile appeared on his face: "I don't know if you have heard of the supernatural bus."

Wen Zhong heard the words and nodded.

Of course, he heard about the bus that could suppress Li Gui, and he even thought about getting on the bus to find out, but due to various obstacles, he has never had the chance to get on the bus until now.

He didn't expect that the people in front of him came from that weird bus.

However, this reason was not sufficient, but it still dispelled some of Wen Zhong's doubts.

Yuan Yingfei seemed to be able to see Wen Zhong's doubts, so he went on to say: "The bus is turned off now, and the ghosts who were originally on the bus are not restrained, and start killing people recklessly. Staying there now is a dead end."

"So in order to survive, we had to leave that bus temporarily, find a relatively safe place and wait for the bus to restart."

Saying that, Yuan Yingfei glanced at Li Tianjie beside him, most of them followed Li Tianjie here.

In fact, if someone hadn't recognized Li Tianjie's identity as an escape expert, most of them probably wouldn't have chosen to escape here.

Especially after seeing this weird mass grave and dark building, their desire to leave became stronger.

"Crack, crack—"

"Hiss, what a ruthless method." Yuan Yingfei watched from the side, and even sucked in a breath unconsciously.

But this struggle is bound to be futile.

Others naturally didn't notice the actions of these two people. After all, they didn't know each other. At best, they were miserable people who got on the bus together to make a living.

Wen Zhong naturally noticed their small actions, but he didn't stop them. What they want to do and where they want to go are all their own business, which belongs to their freedom.

The rest of the people didn't figure out what happened, but they heard a series of sounds of bones being broken and crushed coming from the man.

After mourning in silence for the extremely stubborn ghost master before, everyone chose to shut up, and Wen Zhong didn't bother to say anything more after seeing this scene, turned around and walked towards the mental care center.

Wen Zhong shrugged and said: "It's just that I don't need help. Similarly, if you hinder me or do something that may threaten me, then I will kill all of you as soon as possible."

However, the moment before the man touched Wen Zhong's body, he stopped suddenly. Instead, his body was trembling non-stop, as if his whole body was cramping.

In the process of walking, Yuan Yingfei found that Li Tianjie, who was walking at the front of the team, disappeared at some point, and he also couldn't see the other party's figure when he looked around.

"Anyone else want to try it?"

Try again with you?What a joke, even if Wen Zhong can really be killed, most of them will lose most of them, not to mention that they are only here to seek refuge, not to seek death.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were a little ugly.

Wen Zhong glanced around, and none of the ghost masters dared to challenge him, and no one even dared to meet his gaze.

"Captain Wen, do you need my help?" Yuan Yingfei also put his hand on the iron door, and he tried to push it open, but the iron door remained motionless, as if it was integrated with the whole space.

Yuan Yingfei said silently in his heart, and soon he came to the gate.

"It is feasible, the captain's plan is feasible and must be done."

The rest of the people were still watching, but when they saw Yuan Yingfei walking towards the mental care center, they finally gritted their teeth and chose to follow.

"Whatever, where you want to go is your freedom, what I just said is just a reminder."

"Damn it, you said you are fat and you are panting, but you still want to kill all of us? Let me kill you first!"

I don't know what they said, but when the attention of the people around was focused on Yuan Yingfei, the two of them turned and walked towards the old forest next to the mass grave.

Yuan Yingfei squeezed the burnt yellow toothpick in the corner of his mouth vigorously, and made up his mind that this time he returned to the headquarters to push forward the so-called captain's plan no matter what he said.

Soon, under the gaze of everyone, the man's body was forcibly twisted into a slender hemp rope, and at this time the man was still alive, wriggling and struggling like a headless snake.

"No wonder, I haven't heard him speak all this time, but even he ran away. Does this mean that it was a mistake to enter this weird building?"

Of course, the premise is that he can't die here.

After all, most of them have only controlled a ghost, and they are very close to the recovery of the ghost. If they approach such an obviously abnormal place at this time, they will undoubtedly seek death.

Wen Zhong just raised his hand expressionlessly to grab the hemp rope, and then threw it out casually.

The first time he heard about this so-called captain's plan, he even wondered if the headquarters was crazy to set up a target for others to hit. But now he knows that the so-called captain is so powerful.

Yuan Yingfei also glanced behind him, he didn't bother to deal with those who left the team without permission.

This is a rusty iron door, exuding a strong rust smell and an unconcealable bloody smell, other than that, there is nothing unusual.

As soon as the words fell, the expression on the man's face immediately became extremely ferocious, his skin also turned blue and purple, and he rushed towards Wen Zhong suddenly.

The distance between the two shortened rapidly.

The gap is too big, this is the gap between captain-level ghost masters and ordinary ghost masters.

Immediately, a ghost master walked towards Wen Zhong with a smile that was not a smile.

Wen Zhong was standing in front of this iron door, he reached out and touched the door panel, it was very cold, and at the same time a heavy feeling came over him.

"Captain Wen, how are you doing?"

Immediately, two people started whispering in low voices.

"Just call me Wen Zhong, I just open the door, no help is needed."

As Wen Zhong said, a gap appeared in the palm of the pale ghost's hand, and a cloudy and bloodshot eyeball popped out of it.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed his palm tightly against the iron door again, and soon a deep mold stain appeared on the back of his hand. Countless mold broke free from the flesh and slowly covered the door panel.

"boom--"

Accompanied by a slightly dull sound, Wen Zhong pushed open the originally seemingly solid iron door.