The strong stench is accompanied by coldness, bringing the ultimate horror.

This... What the hell is this!?

The man was so frightened that he wanted to turn around and run for his life, but his body stayed completely in place, trembling constantly.

He could only watch as the foul-smelling figure in front of him lifted a bandaged palm and pinched it.

It's close... It's close...!

The palms of the hands continued to enlarge in the eyes, like the shadow of death, quickly enveloping the light of life.

No... Don't!!

"Hmm...!"

The palm of the hand fell on the man's neck, and the terrifying power spread, his face instantly turned red, and the green muscles burst out!

A thick yellow and green pus suddenly seeped out from under the bandage and slid down the man's neck.

I don't want to die!

The man's eyes widened, and he didn't die immediately, and struggled instinctively.

But pustules visible to the naked eye quietly covered his skin, sucking life quickly and growing up.

The round face instantly became thin and glowed with a heavy yellow-green hue, as if it had been poisoned.

Suddenly, a pustule of water that had swelled to the extreme exploded, splashing out a thick yellow liquid and spraying it on the ghost's body.

And at this moment, the man died.

The last image left in his eyes was that under the bandage torn by his own struggle, the ghost's arm was covered with disgusting pus, like an erupting crater, constantly splattering pus.

"Puff~Puff~!"

The pus on the man's corpse exploded one after another, and countless pus sprayed out, splashing the ghost's body.

The bandage that covered his whole body was instantly dyed a deep yellow.

But perhaps, it was this color from the beginning.

The ghost threw the man's body in his hand and took another step towards the bus.

"Hell... What the hell!! ”

A frightened scream rang out, and several people behind the man witnessed the scene, and they lost their facial features in fright.

The horror was filled with disgusting images that would be remembered for the rest of their lives.

A strong stench swept over the cold and rushed towards them, and they did not hesitate, even if they fell to the ground, they immediately crawled to the bus with their hands and feet.

The rest of the passengers noticed them, and their hearts were already full of panic, and although they didn't know why, fear spread like a plague silently, quickly eroding the body and mind of each of them.

At this moment, the remaining six people all ran to the bus desperately.

But suddenly, a terrifying figure walked down.

The sand and gravel floating beside it flew in an instant, and in an instant, it was like yellow sand in the sky, and it pounced into the distance.

But this scene came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the yellow sand disappeared.

Along with the vanishing figure, and the passengers rushing towards the bus.

Luo Yan's eyelids jumped, this yellow sand ghost really has a ghost domain, and it is a very terrifying kind.

As soon as I got out of the car, the ghost domain instinctively opened, pulling all the lives around it into it, and those passengers, I'm afraid they would die the first time they entered.

But the ghost who wanted to get in the car was still there.

Luo Yan squinted his eyes, constantly observing the slightly chubby figure with stiff steps and bandages all over his body.

If this ghost is a ghost, it should be called a pustule ghost, right?

Due to the distance, Luo Yan didn't know when the man was killed, but the appearance of pus growing all over his body was really disgusting to Luo Yan.

However, after a few glances, Luo Yan's gaze fell on the dilapidated hospital hidden in the darkness behind the pustule ghost.

Just looking at it, an ominous premonition rose in Luo Yan's heart, but that was all.

After a while, the pustule ghost got on the bus, and the electronic screen number changed from 5 to 4, and then to 5 again.

A strong stench came to his nose, and the pustule ghost slowly stepped forward, passing through empty seats, and walked to the second half.

Luo Yan panicked for a while, he wasn't afraid, but the smell on this ghost was too strong, more uncomfortable than the smell of stinky socks and canned herring that had been marinated for half a year.

He was worried that he would throw up.

Eventually, the pusle ghost sat in front of him in an empty seat, which was the middle of the bus.

People can't help but suspect that this ghost is definitely deliberate, and the rich flavor fills the entire carriage, without the slightest neglect of one or the other.

"Damn, some warrior do me a favor and throw this ghost out!"

The young man who had spoken before spoke again, but no one paid attention to him, and they all chose to endure in silence.

Five minutes into the bus stop.

The door slammed shut, and the bus started again, and slowly left the place.

The dilapidated hospital looms in the dim light, fading into the darkness.

Luo Yan glanced at the situation in the carriage and found that the remaining five people were all very calm, not like they were forced.

He was almost sure that all five of them were ghost handlers!

After all, everything that just happened was too terrifying and weird, and if ordinary people saw it, it would never be possible to remain calm and not reveal the slightest panic.

Luo Yan's eyes moved slightly, since this is the case, then there are enough six ghost handlers on this bus.

And ghosts, although the number is 5, there are only 4 that really need to be cared about.

This result made Luo Yan feel a little more at ease.

Although the fact that there are more ghost handlers than ghosts does not mean that it is completely safe, it is much better than being alone in the event of an accident.

Luo Yan thought, gradually gathered his thoughts, and his eyes fell on the pustule ghost in front of him.

Through the yellowed pus-soaked bandage, he vaguely saw that the other party's body was covered with chilling pus.

This bandage seems to be suppressing the growth of pustules?

Luo Yan thought for a while, and remembered the face covering on the head of the weeping ghost in the original book, and finally became Tong Qian's crying face, his eyes flashing slightly.

It would be nice if the bandage could be ripped off, and it looks like a very nice supernatural item.

However, Luo Yan just thought about it, he was a rookie who had just become a ghost master, and he didn't even understand the ghost bones, how could he dare to attack this pustule ghost who was terrifying to look at.

The most important thing now is to get out alive!

After a while, I don't know how long the bus has been running, Luo Yan can't help but feel a little sleepy.

Suddenly, the bus began to slow down and reached the second stop.

Outside is a road junction with a telephone pole with a stop sign hanging from the pole, which seems to be a makeshift bus stop in a small village.

Luo Yanqiang looked carefully, and in the dimness far away from the outside of the site, there seemed to be a village and town looming, somewhat illusory, as if it did not exist in the real world.

"Whew~..."

A gust of wind swept up the dead leaves, and two figures suddenly appeared not far from the site and walked over.

Almost all of them cast their eyes and watched carefully.

After a while, they stepped onto the bus, brought a heavy chill, and sat down.

And at this stop, there are no ghosts getting off.

Current number of passengers: 7.