Mysterious resurgence

Although they experienced danger, they had good luck this time when they turned off the engine and got off the bus. The three ghost masters all returned to the bus alive. The only unlucky one was Zhang Hao, who was an ordinary person.

There is no suspense, ordinary people are all dead, they have no ability to protect themselves at all, and they cannot withstand the attacks of the evil ghosts there.

The mummy bride outside was still holding Zhang Hao's hand and standing on the opposite side of the road without leaving. However, seeing that it made no other movements and did not get on the bus again, several people felt relatively relieved, and the bus restarted. Well, based on my partial understanding of the bus, I can conclude that my current state should be safe.

But the conflict between Xu Feng and Yang deepened after he survived.

But both of them knew very well that each other had lost the best chance to kill the other.

Yang Jian's best chance was to take action while the corpse was lying down, just to stop Zhang Hao who was holding hands from attracting ghosts. He could only throw Xu Feng out instead of killing him.

And Xu Feng was afraid that Yang Jian wouldn't be able to hold on and get out of the car this time, and that the ghost would resuscitate and worsen the situation, so he wanted to trick him to death when the bus lights were turned off. The result also failed.

Yang Jian was too vigilant and prepared. There would be no next chance like this.

Five minutes have passed since the bus lights came back on.

As the five minutes passed, the front and back doors of the bus were originally opened, but at this time they all closed with a bang.

The opened glass window next to Lin Bei also closed on its own at this moment.

This car was locked tightly, like a sealed environment. No one could get out of the car, not even ghosts could leave.

"It seems that we have completely gotten rid of that thing." As the bus started, it started driving again.

Yang Jian could see the figure of the mummy bride behind him gradually getting further away. The thing did not choose to catch up. It still stood there holding Zhang Hao's hand, like two statues, without any movement.

But this does not mean that all crises are gone.

At this moment, the numbers on the electronic display in the car still show: 1.

The number of passengers is one more.

In other words, there are ghosts in the car.

But there were only three of them in the car, and the number of passengers must not include the Ghost Controller, otherwise this number would have changed.

And it's still around three in the morning, so the bus still has a chance to stop.

There may be ghosts ahead who continue to get on the bus.

At that time, I didn’t know what kind of ghost I was going to face.

Just thinking of this, Yang Jian felt huge pressure, because he had no idea what kind of crisis would be waiting for him ahead. The only way was to leave when the bus reached the safe stop.

If you continue to stay in the car, you will die sooner or later.

The journey lasted half an hour.

With better luck, the restarted bus didn't make its fourth stop, which means no new ghosts have boarded the bus so far.

However, when the time reached four o'clock in the morning.

The bus passed a very strange place.

A cemetery.

There are densely packed grave mounds on both sides of the road. Each grave mound is raised like a hill. Some of the grave mounds are made of tombstones, with a person's portrait vaguely printed on them. The light is not good and only a blurry outline can be seen.

Some mounds are sunken, as if something inside has left the mound and cannot support the raised mound.

"What the hell is this place?" Yang Jian had this question in his mind.

This grave mound can't be seen at a glance, extending into the dark depths in the distance. Although I don't know how many there are, I can be sure that this place is definitely not anywhere in reality.

Another strange place that is beyond comprehension.

"Don't park here, otherwise there may be many ghosts coming on this bus."

There are so many grave mounds that make people's scalp tingle, and there is a sense of ominousness and weirdness everywhere. It is much more serious than the single grave mound that I saw before when I saw the Grave Crying Ghost. It is like a large cemetery. .

"Damn it, if you stop here, the bus will be full soon, and it will be really doomed by then." Xu Feng noticed the situation outside and his expression was very ugly.

Like Yang Jian, he could also foresee the horror of this place.

On the other hand, Lin Bei was silent at this time. He curled up in a corner and fell asleep. No matter how scary it was outside, everything had nothing to do with him.

The bus drove on this road surrounded by graveyards for a full ten minutes but still did not get out of this cemetery. You can imagine how big this place is.

But Yang Jian later discovered that although there were many graves here, not a single ghost was seen. It seemed that this kind of terror was just for show. In fact, the situation here was much better than the previous sites.

This idea just popped up not long ago.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian saw that the cemetery that had been continuous along the road suddenly broke off, leaving an open space.

There is a road in the clearing that leads directly to a small hill.

In this bleak and dim world, on a hill surrounded by grave mounds, a small wooden house sat there.

The wooden house was old, as if it had been in disrepair, it was crumbling, and the construction was rough. It had a feeling of air leakage from all sides, as if the wooden house would fall apart if it was kicked a few times.

"There are actually wooden houses in a place like this?" Yang Jian had an incredible feeling.

Who would live in such a ghost place?

Or rather, that wooden house was not for people to live in at all.

The bus gradually passed by and did not stop when it passed this wooden house. After passing this special place, there was another continuous series of grave mounds in front of it, just like before.

But not long after the bus left, the wooden door of the small wooden house standing in the middle of the cemetery suddenly opened with a creak.

A man walked out of the wooden house. His appearance was unclear, only a tall and thin silhouette.

The man stood at the door of the cabin and seemed to be looking in the direction where the bus was leaving.

After watching for a long time, when the bus lights completely disappeared in the distance, the man returned to the wooden house, and the wooden door closed with a creak again.

The cemetery continued to fall into a long dead silence.

Half an hour later, this continuous cemetery was finally passed, and Yang Jian put down his mental arithmetic.

What surprised him even more was that in front of the bus, a city suddenly appeared in the distance.

I don’t know which city it is, but it is emitting bright lights and can be seen from a distance.

Only after we continue to move forward can we conclude that this is indeed the light of a city, not an illusion. According to the current driving trajectory of the bus, this bus is going to enter this city.

"The opportunity has come to get off the bus." Yang Jian had such a premonition in his heart.