Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Just when Tang San buried his group and concentrated on their journey.

Two clear car horns sounded from a distance behind them.

"Ghost bus?"

Tang Sanzhu subconsciously thought of this.

Then turn around and look.

Far away, the end of the empty road.

An old bus is driving towards Tang Sanzan and his party little by little.

Its appearance is exactly the same as the ghost bus seen by Tang Sanzan!

Even the "Kang Shuaifu" advertisement on the car body is the same!

If someone sees this bus, I'm afraid they will think it subconsciously.

This is where the ghost bus appears.

In the eyes of Tang Sanzan, under the eyes of wisdom, all falsehoods have nowhere to hide.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice: "Good guy, these days, even ghosts know how to pretend to be untouchable!"

This statement came out.

The two girls, Liu Mengyan, who were still extremely vigilant, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

They don't have the insight of Tang Sanzan.

Seeing such a bus appear in front of you, you will subconsciously think of the legendary "ghost bus".

Cang Yue on one side is also quite good, as if he has seen the details of the weird bus, his expression has not changed at all.

"It's just right, how can the means of transportation delivered to your door live up to such good intentions?"

Tang Sanzan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at the constantly approaching bus in his eyes.

Originally, he was obsessed with the matter of the mount.

I feel that I have to rely on my feet to go out.

No, the means of transportation are delivered to your door.

Well... that's pretty comfortable.

Soon.

The old bus stopped in front of Tang Sanzan and his party.

With a "squeak", the door opened.

The location of the driver seems to be shrouded in fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

But this is for Tang Sanzan, who has the eyes of wisdom, and the little Taoist priest Cang Yue, who has the eyes of Taoism.

Such tricks are too childish.

"Passengers, please get on board."

In the driver's side seat was a woman who looked like a conductor.

There was a hoarse voice.

Youyou's eyes stared straight at them.

"How much per person?"

Tang Sanzan asked with a smile, as if he was bargaining with a street vendor.

"..."

Faced with such a question, the conductor froze in place.

As a ghost, this is the first time I have seen it.

Someone can ask such a question with a smile in front of his "ghost bus"!

Shouldn't he be scared out of his wits the first time he saw him, and then let himself be slaughtered?

unacceptable!

This is simply not giving the "ghost bus" the most basic respect and face!

Do you really think this is a two-yuan bus around the city?

Looking at Tang Sanzan who didn't follow the routine, the normally normal eyes of the conductor suddenly became white.

With a strange smile of "Jie Jie" in his mouth, he said coldly, "Take this car, no money is required."

Tang Sanzan pretended to be surprised as if he didn't see the strange eyes of the conductor, "No money? Then if you don't make money, don't you have to lose money?"

"Jie Jie Jie..." The conductor let out a sly smile again, and said in an extremely gloomy tone, "We don't charge money, and we don't make money. That thing is useless to us."

"Oh? It's the first time I've met Buddha, a bus that doesn't make money."

"This kind of charity is a good thing, so you have to support it!"

As Tang Sanzun said, he led a few people straight into the car.

Sit in the last row.

The smile on the corner of his mouth grew brighter.

The star-like eyes met those pale eyes like the eyes of a dead fish.

Let the ghost, on the contrary, feel a little trembling in his heart.

But it is also an evil ghost anyway, how can it be because of the eyes of a mere monk.

The idea of ​​​​backing up came up?

The conductor immediately smiled grimly, showing a ferocious expression.

"Squeak" sounded.

The bus door slammed shut.

The conductor's gloomy and murderous voice also sounded: "We don't charge money, we only charge human souls!"

"Take a ride, and you have to give your soul."

"How about it, the price is very reasonable, Jie Jie Jie..."

Seeing that Tang Sanzan and the others had already boarded the bus, the conductor didn't bother to pretend.

In the bus, some "passengers" who were originally very quiet sat in their seats.

At this moment, they all revealed their hideous true colors.

Some had their heads cut off in half.

Some eyeballs drooped to the corners of their mouths, and they were still staring at everyone.

Some even had their stomachs ripped open, revealing half of a pale baby's head, and the ripped belly was covered with ferocious sharp teeth.

It was an unremarkable looking bus.

In an instant, it turned into a ghost-like existence.

There is also a special power of rules, which is constantly suppressing Tang San's people.

Of course... such repression.

It is absolutely fatal to existences below the Dao Merging Realm.

For Tang Sanbu...it's no different from scratching an itch.

But these evil spirits obviously don't know this...

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Chapter 240 Buddha hated two kinds of people the most in his life

Imitation · on the ghost bus.

The atmosphere is surprisingly quiet.

A lot of ghosts of various colors revealed their true colors.

With a ferocious posture, he stared straight at the Tang Sanbu people sitting in the last row.

With teeth and claws open, a dark and strange liquid flows from the corners of his mouth.

Greedy eyes, can't wait to swallow them up.

But soon.

These ghosts discovered something was wrong.

The people in front of them, regardless of gender, looked into their eyes.

Not even the slightest hint of fear!

On the contrary... On the contrary, it seems to have a metaphorical and playful look?

Angry!

These ghosts were outraged.

What kind of behavior is this? This is Hong Guoguo's discrimination and disrespect towards them ghosts!

"A mere human, dare to look down on us, thinking that we are a monk?!"

The original conductor roared.

Yin Ya's weird voice was extremely ear-piercing.

Accompanied by the roar of the conductor.

The rest of the ghosts also moved one after another, rushing towards Tang Sanzan and everyone in unison.

Even the bus itself was twisted in an extremely weird way.

The surroundings seemed to have turned into endless darkness, and in the darkness, terrifying tentacles spread out one after another.

Winding towards Tang Sanzan and others!

next second.

The Buddha's light, as bright as a bright sun, diffused from Tang Sanzan's body.

Blind the eyes of all ghosts.

All the darkness, all the evil spirits are under this pure to the extreme light of the Buddha.

All were dispersed.

Pfft!

Pfft!

……

Like the sound of watermelons falling to the ground, they sounded one after another.

The ghosts who used to bark their teeth and dance their claws.

At the moment when the terrifying Buddha light shone, they all knelt down on the ground.

All of them trembled with fear and returned to their human appearance.

How could there be any trace of the hideous and terrifying appearance of the claws and claws before?

Now it looks like a good baby.

A look of shrinking when seeing the parents take out the "golden stick (in local dialect, that is, a small stick for beating people)".

The bus has also been completely restored to its original appearance.

It is far from the appearance of the ghost bus.

But it seems that it is more modern than the ghost bus, but it really feels like an intercity bus.

"Master, we are wrong! See, let us go before we have time to do anything!"