Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 142 The Lake in the Blood Coffin

thought here.

Lin Fan also told Luo Qian his guess.

Knowing that he will soon be able to control the ghost tomb and become a ghost driver, Luo Qian's mood is very complicated. On the one hand, he hopes that he can have the power to protect himself, and on the other hand, he is worried about the unknown.

This mentality is self-contradictory. Every ghost master has encountered it at the beginning. Lin Fan can't say anything, so he can only adjust it by himself.

"Wait until Luo Qian controls the graveyard."

"I can also focus a little bit on the route plan this time. According to the regulations of the ghost bus, in addition to the necessary stops, the driver must drive more than fifteen optional stops every day."

"Choosing is not a difficult task, but judging from the map of the underworld in my hand, it is impossible to make up this number."

Lin Fan was observing the ghost species while thinking.

After becoming a driver, the negative effect brought about by the original ghost species being torn apart, along with this invisible bond, was distributed to all the ghosts that made up the bus. This is really good news.

But the ghost species did not fall into calm because of the recovery of the state, but became more irritable.

This strong will even affected Lin Fan, forcing him to pay more attention to the three ghost masters sitting in the back row of the carriage.

"Things that can attract the attention of ghosts..."

"Is it the red dress, or the part of the red dress?"

Lin Fan rubbed his chin and couldn't help guessing.

Judging from the performance of the last time the ghost species devoured the ghost rain, this ghost of unknown origin has an irresistible mutual attraction for the red clothes.

If these three people really have red clothes on them, it is impossible to resist this temptation, and there must be something wrong.

But except for the ghost driver named Yuan Ping, who seemed to see through the true appearance of the supernatural bus, there were no more special behaviors.

"Maybe it's part of the red dress."

"The more powerful the spirit, the more unilateral restrictions may be imposed, because it is impossible for the three of them alone to suppress a red-clothed part anytime and anywhere... So, will it be the part of the red-clothed that is being imprisoned? It's the same as the heart that Song cried."

Lin Fan felt that it was almost the same.

Now that the red clothes appeared, he would naturally not let them go, but it is also very unlikely that he would kill people to steal money. After all, his persona in the car was still very positive, and the senses of Butcher, Luo Qian and others were far better than a "Ration" is important.

It's not that there is no chance, I believe that these three people will soon become one person, and if I lick my bag at that time, it shouldn't lower the impression score in my mind...

Through his identity as the driver, Lin Fan could hear all the voices in the carriage. Although he didn't finish listening to Yuan Ping's conversation before, he still heard a little bit of it.

The guy named Song Hai obviously wanted to kill Fang Le, and it was estimated that when the three of them got out of the car, it was time to make a move.

at this time.

The middle-aged man who had been closing his eyes and resting his mind suddenly woke up, looked out the window at the increasingly narrow path, wiped the drool on his chin, grabbed the chain again, and said cheerfully: "Little brother, you have good driving skills. Shaking like hell, but not shaking at all today."

"Really? Then remember to bring more money next time, as a reward for me." Lin Fan replied.

"Hey, it's easy to talk about money," the middle-aged man yawned, as if to talk about it later.

However, he looked around intently, and said with a soft "Hey": "It's so weird around here, it's obviously not raining, why are there so many puddles..."

"not good!"

When the middle-aged man thought of something, his complexion changed dramatically.

Hearing his words, Lin Fan noticed that in the dim world outside the window, there were more or less deep or shallow puddles at some point.

The water in those puddles was extremely turbid, not mixed with soil, but slightly yellowish, as if mixed with a lot of gravel.

This is not the effect that the streams near the village can produce. The first thing people think of is the color of those rushing rivers.

"What happened?" Lin Fan asked.

The middle-aged man, who was suspected of being a ghost messenger, said with an ugly expression, "I should have mentioned when I got in the car that there is a strange coffin in the village of Surabaya where I am going."

"I found that coffin from a large dry lake. Because there was a ghost in it, I was worried that it would riot outside and kill ordinary people, so I brought it back. But I didn't expect that I couldn't suppress it at all. Live it."

"One time I came back late, and the coffin was opened by the ghost inside, but the strange thing is, it didn't take this opportunity to leave, but continued to stay in its original position."

Opened the blood coffin, but did not leave...

Lin Fan frowned a little bit. The blood coffin was a coffin for ferocious ghosts. He suspected that it was because the ghosts inside hadn't been fully conceived that they wouldn't voluntarily leave the coffin.

He noticed more and more stagnant water in front of him, and asked, "What is the ghost inside?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly, "To be honest, I'm not sure if I saw it."

"What do you mean?"

"The ghost's breath is indeed in the coffin, but all I see is a coffin full of water."

"So you mean that the water in the coffin is the ghost's body?" Lin Fan said, grasping the point.

"That's what I think," the middle-aged man stood up anxiously. "Not far ahead is Surabaya Village. I suspect that this time, the ghost in the coffin has escaped. Brother, please hurry up!"

"I'm doing my best."

Lin Fan had already stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

However, the speed of the supernatural bus is getting slower and slower at a speed visible to the naked eye. This is not only because of the stagnant water, but also because of the supernatural power in the stagnant water, which blocks the progress of the bus.

Accompanied by the narrowing of the road in front of you a little bit.

A village also appeared not far ahead.

The houses in the village are all located on a row of terraced fields, which are very compact. At this time, the terraced fields are also a scene of flooding the golden mountains, all soaked in the yellowing lake water, and it is the place most affected by the ghosts.

"My God, is this a flood?"

Sitting in the front row of the car, Luo Qian was the first to see this scene, and couldn't help but speak with tongue-tied words.

Lin Fan nodded undeniably and said:

"This is the result of the raging spiritual power, but the only good thing is that this is not the real world, and not many people are affected, but if it is not contained, it will definitely have an impact in the future."

The bus drove straight by.

The location of the platform has been lost.

Lin Fan simply left it to the ghost bus to choose, and finally stopped at a place that seemed to be the entrance of a village.

The door just opened.

The middle-aged man immediately stood up and pulled the heavy chain. All of a sudden, all the ghosts in the carriage who were pierced by the chains left their seats, and one by one, they walked out of the carriage with stiff steps and fell into the puddle.

Fortunately, he brought back some ghosts from Luanfengang, otherwise, in this situation, he would really be helpless by himself.

"Then see you next time, little brother!." The middle-aged man hurriedly got out of the car, and before leaving, he did not forget to say hello to Lin Fan.

Taking advantage of this last opportunity, Lin Fan hurriedly asked, "By the way, where did you find that coffin?"

"The Great Lakes of Zhenjiang in Dajiang City."

The middle-aged man said without thinking.

(End of this chapter)