Chapter 317: Ghosts (Last month's supplement, ask for a monthly pass!) )
The bus started again.
As the lights in the carriage turned on again, Yang Jian immediately understood that the most dangerous time had passed, and as long as he returned to the bus again, he would be safe for the time being, at least not worrying about being targeted by these ghosts.
"Get out of here."
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he felt that if he continued to stay outside, he would definitely be targeted by the dry corpse bride, although the weeping grave ghost was temporarily suppressed by the ghost rope, but the crisis was not resolved.
Immediately, he stepped back.
In the ghost realm, he appeared next to the bus the next moment, and then withdrew the ghost rope.
Without the restriction of the ghost rope, the grave crying ghost fell to the ground with a thud, the voice was dull, like a corpse falling, and the whole person presented a strange posture.
But when the grave weeper fell, Yang Jian saw a white cloth falling from the side of the grave weeping ghost, this white cloth was the white cloth used by the grave weeping ghost to cover his face, and the outline of a human face could be clearly seen on it, and the outline of this person's face was hollow and weird, with a sad cry.
Out of some intuition, Yang Jian felt that the covering and face-covering cloth that this weeping ghost had fallen was very special.
"This thing almost made me cry to death, so I shouldn't be too much to compensate for your little thing." He didn't rush to leave, but immediately returned to the side of the face covering, picked it up, and slipped away while the grave weeper was still on the ground and twisting his body to get up.
After picking up the face covering, Yang Jian immediately chose to get into the car.
But when he got into the car, he looked nervous when he saw the driver's position.
The corpse of the middle-aged driver who fell to the ground just now didn't know when he was sitting in the driver's seat again, the stiff palm with corpse spots grabbed the steering wheel, and the silent gray eyes opened, staring at the road in front of him, as if he was ready to drive.
"This corpse was moved when the fire was out?" Yang Jian immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
Could it be that the ghost on this bus is the body of this driver?
No, it can't be.
Someone touched the corpse just now, and even stepped directly over the corpse but nothing happened, and the corpse fell to the ground for several hours without abnormality, he looked very carefully in the back seat, and he would never be mistaken.
Or is there nothing wrong with the corpse, but the ghost in the car has straightened the corpse?
Can't figure it out.
Because there are so many strange things encountered today, everything is a huge mystery, and it is already difficult to find a way to survive, and there is still time to think about the reasons behind this.
"No matter, as long as nothing happens, the top priority now is to wait for the bus to drive away from this damn place, and it can't continue to drag on, if those ghosts follow and get on the bus, it will be bad." Yang Jian quickly retreated to the back of the car, ignoring the corpse in the driver's place.
Out of caution, he did not sit in random positions, but chose to sit in his original position.
I am not sure of the existence of the fourth ghost, but it may still be in the carriage.
When Yang Jian sat down, he didn't relax, he grabbed the face covering cloth in his hand, and he observed the scene outside.
The grave weeper who took the cloth from himself won't come to him for revenge, right?
By this moment, the grave weeper had stood up.
The grave crying ghost without the face cloth finally saw half of the thing's face clearly at this moment, and the reason why it was half of the face was because of the angle problem, and he could only see half of it.
But it was this half of his face that made Yang Jian feel a sense of horror.
It's not so much a face, it's better to say that there is no face at all, and the inside of the whole face is an empty hole, as if someone has dug out the bones of the face, and inside is a pitch-black hole, bottomless, like an abyss, revealing an inexplicable horror.
What was in the hole in the face, Yang Jian couldn't see through it with his ghost eyes, he only saw the darkness.
And after the grave weeper stood up, blood was bubbling out of the face hole again, as if Yang Jian had taken the face covering cloth and upset some kind of balance.
But.
It doesn't matter if Yang Jian takes it away or not, because the face covering cloth itself has already fallen off, and he just thinks that this thing is valuable and can't run in vain.
The grave weeper who lost his face cloth didn't get into the car to trouble Yang Jian, it seems that this thing is not important to the class.
The grave weeper stopped crying, and turned and walked back into the woods by the roadside.
did not continue to be affected by that Zhang Hao's beckoning.
And next to the woods just now, I don't know when there was a sudden extra path, and the grave weeper quickly disappeared into the woods along this crooked path, and disappeared in front of him in a blink of an eye, without a trace, and no cry came, as if he had left here.
"Is there a ghost gone?"
Yang Jian watched the thing leave before recovering his senses, and at the same time couldn't help but look down at the white cloth in his hand.
The white cloth was rough and old, not so much white, but dyed a kind of gray, a little dirty, and the outline of a weeping face was printed on it, and the other side was turned over.
It's still the silhouette of a crying face.
Other than that, I don't see anything special.
But Yang Jian felt that this thing was very special, not because of the face covering cloth itself, but because of this crying face.
Because after taking off the weeping face, the weeping ghost did not cry anymore.
Maybe it's not a ghost who is crying, it's just this face......
Crying face?
Yang Jian didn't know why he thought of Tong Qian again, but the face on Tong Qian's body was a smile.
Crying and laughing, two similar grimaces.
Don't wait for him to think about it, suddenly.
There was a loud banging outside the bus.
One hand slammed into the glass window next to him, and then the other hand grabbed the window edge and rolled over directly into the carriage.
It was the man in the cap.
At this time, his hat had fallen off, revealing a bald head, like a monk.
"It's not easy to survive, I was almost killed in my sleep, that nightmare you can't imagine at all, the evil ghosts that appear around you all the time, as long as you are killed by that thing, you are really dead, but fortunately, I woke up, hey, the ghost revived but I didn't expect it to save me."
The man in the cap glanced at Yang Jian and let out a self-deprecating smile: "You are very special, even if you survive the easiest among the three people, and even the grave crying ghost is suppressed, this is not something that a newcomer can do, that Xu Feng looked away, what is your name?" I don't mind if you get to know it. ”
"Yang Jian, Interpol in Dachang City." Yang Jian said calmly.
Your own information is easy to check, and there is no need to hide it.
"My name is Lin Bei, and I am a student at the Buddhist Academy, although I have not graduated, I can barely be regarded as a monk." The man named Lin Bei said.
Yang Jian stared at him and said, "What about the ghost that haunts you?" ”
"I don't know."
Lin Bei touched his bald head and said; "Maybe wait for me to fall asleep for the next attack, maybe give up on my target, maybe go back to this bus, that thing has no physical body, it seems to be able to sleep, and I'm unlucky, it just so happens that the only way I can resist the attack of the ghosts is to sleep."
"I'm in a special state when I'm asleep, and I'm very safe in this state, and it doesn't seem to be useful in all situations now."
"It doesn't seem like this is the time to say these things, there is no absolute safety in front of the ghosts, even in the car." Yang Jian looked out the car window as he spoke.
He saw that the bride was still there, and there seemed to be no movement, and the dry palm was still holding the dead Zhang Hao's body, standing across the road like a couple.
Look at this thing, it's not going to get in the car again.
If that's the case, that's good news.
But then he found that Xu Feng's body was gone, and he was still lying next to him before.
"You almost killed me just now." Xu Feng's gnashing of teeth sounded, he didn't know when he actually ran to the side of the bus, and then immediately rushed to the bus.
None of this is dead?
Yang Jian was stunned when he saw him.
I've been holding down that dead bride for three minutes, and I haven't been killed by that?
It's really hard.
"You can't say that, in that case, a dead end has gradually formed, I'm just trying to save myself, if you don't stop Zhang Hao's corpse from summoning the ghosts around, do you think there is still a chance to return to the car alive?" Yang Jian's face was very calm, and he looked at him with a little hostility.
"Your corpse is a very special item, it's just a pity to protect yourself, it's the most suitable thing to use to suppress ghosts, and this time it's for you to suppress female ghosts, which shouldn't be a loss for you."
Xu Feng glared angrily and said, "You just want to kill me by the way, what kind of suppression ghost is just an excuse." ”
"Even if it is, so what?" Yang Jian stared at him, not afraid at all: "Lie down on the corpse and lie down quietly, don't think about messing with right and wrong, you just want to improve the survival rate and kill me, I am already polite enough to you, if it is not on this bus, believe it or not, I will bury you 10,000 meters underground?" Let you lie down enough. ”
He could see that this Xu Feng's ability was very powerful in front of the ghost, and his self-protection ability was very strong, even stronger than that Lin Bei's self-protection ability.
It's just that the weakness is also obvious.
The ability to protect oneself is too strong, and there is usually a lack of means of active attack.
Maybe it's because of this that these two people can survive on the bus all the time, and the other people in the same batch, or who appeared on the bus earlier than them, have already been cold.
"Don't be complacent for too long, it's just luck that you can survive this time, the ghost attacked us, you may not be there next time, it's useless to be arrogant here, you will be the winner if you survive to the end."
Xu Feng said coldly, not feeling that there was anything bad about his ability, but he was very glad that he had the ability to lie down and protect himself.
I remember that the ghost riders I knew before either died from the resurgence of ghosts, or they were inexplicably planted in some supernatural events, and the news of their deaths came one by one.
He is the only one who works as an Interpol in Koharu City, messing around and has lived until now.
Yang Jian said with a bit of mockery; "I don't know how long I'll live, but one thing is for sure, I'll live longer than you, and you'll find out later when you have the chance."
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