At this time, in the carriage, with the appearance of Meng Xiaodong with a wrinkled face, a chilly coldness permeated everywhere.

The dead and numb eyes of the foreign old corpse looked at the old woman in front of him, and without hesitation, he quickly turned away and even gave up approaching the black coffin again.

But at the moment the carriage is closed, the doors are not opened, and no one can get off. As a last resort, the old foreign corpse slowly turned around and held up the bloody cross again, like a fallen believer, facing the thick darkness.

However, the blood light has never been able to suppress the darkness, the strength of the ghost is about the same, and the supernatural confrontation is fighting all the time, but the darkness seems to be conscious, bypassing the blood light and engulfing the carriage.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage fell into the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, and some eerie and terrifying atmosphere spread, the black coffin on the seat disappeared, and even Meng Xiaodong next to him disappeared.

Meng Xiaodong walked in the dark with a coffin nailed in his hand, and he couldn't see the outline at all, only the sound of heavy footsteps came out.

Immediately after, there was the sound of a crowd of people in the darkness. Men with blackened faces are constantly appearing, and the ghosts are turning on the supernatural power of infinite restart.

As more and more ghosts appear in the darkness, and the black and white areas that can isolate the supernatural superimpose and intersect, everything is fading.

The eyes of the foreign old corpse seemed to be frightened, the raised cross was like a light about to be extinguished, the nearby blood light faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, the darkness struck, and the tattered tuxedo turned black and white in an instant, like a shroud, and countless dead souls could no longer fly.

The next moment, a pair of blackened palms stretched out from the darkness in all directions, and they were placed on the powerful ghost's body, and under the effect of the infinite superposition of suppressive quotas, the foreign old corpse stiffened and fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably.

"Step, step, step~" Meng Xiaodong wandered over and nailed the coffin in his hand through the head of the ghost. The supernatural confrontation came to an end, and the darkness quickly receded, taking away the old foreign corpses confined by the coffin nails.

On the seat. Liang Xingyang's figure reappeared, and he was still as calm as ever. At this moment, the lights of the carriage were also back on, and the dim and yellowed lights illuminated the carriage, and the facility resumed operation.

The bus stopped in place and started slowly.

"It's over?" He Tianxiong opened his mouth in surprise, holding the bloody substitute doll in his hand, this prop seemed to be unusable.

He was undoubtedly lucky enough to use a substitute doll so that he didn't die in the aftermath of the battle.

But Wang Chaling was not so lucky, although he also carried supernatural props, but subconsciously he still relied too much on the power of the Wang family, and he couldn't react to the sudden supernatural attack in time.

Now he doesn't look very good, his head is engulfed in a black round cap, and his consciousness is likely to fall into a deep sleep.

Liang Xingyang glanced at the driver's seat, and saw that Wang Chaling showed no signs of waking up, so he thought about it and didn't care.

As soon as Wang Chaling died, the Wang family's curse would definitely transform the corpse. Now there is no special supernatural phenomenon on the other party's body, which means that he is only in a coma and is not life-threatening.

Especially the generation of the Wang family and his wife surrounded Wang Chaling for protection, and he had to drive away the two ghosts if he wanted to go over to help, so he could only silently dispel this idea.

The supernatural bus was moving slowly, leaving the eerie castle behind and continuing to move forward. Half an hour later, the car drove into a city.

The headlights tear through the night, the streets and shops are lined with streets, and the architectural style is in the Asian style, and it is impossible to distinguish whether the city is in the country or not, after all, Asian cities of all sizes are similar.

"If I can park here, I should get out of the car." However, at this moment, He Tianxiong came from behind and made a difficult decision to get out of the car.

The city is very lively, and there are many vehicles passing on the road, indicating that there are no supernatural events with a high degree of harm in the city, and it is a good place to get off.

Liang Xingyang smiled slightly: "Don't insist on it anymore? He Tianxiong sighed and said: "There are endless supernatural events, the possibility of overloading the bus is too high, and you have to bear the risk of turning off the engine at any time." If the bus only runs in China, I can still fight, but the station where the bus travels is too random, and there are too many ghosts waiting to board the bus abroad, and the carriage is too dangerous. ”

"Besides, all the supernatural props in my hands have been exhausted, and I no longer have the ability to resist risks, and holding on to luck will only kill myself." He remembered a time when he had turned off the fire a few days ago, and he still had a chill down his spine.

Even if he consumed the ghost candle he carried, it almost killed him that time, and the threat of death had never been so clear.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, but he looked at him with appreciation. Although He Tianxiong's strength is not strong, this self-knowledge is commendable, and it can be regarded as honed in the position of captain.

The situation is just as the other party said, if he hadn't happened to be present at the ancient castle that he had passed through at the previous stop, the foreign old corpse with the wisdom of a living person would definitely destroy all the ghost riders in the carriage.

This kind of ghost with the wisdom of a living person boarded the bus, and was not affected by the actions of the ghost in the compartment, caused more harm than the vehicle was overloaded, and it was simply a disaster.

He thought about it in his mind and said slowly: "If you control the third ghost in the carriage and use the fifteen-day suppression of the bus to build the supernatural balance in your body, it may not be impossible to succeed. He Tianxiong's expression froze, the whole person seemed to have just woken up from a dream, his expression collapsed and seemed to be crazy, and his heart swelled with deep chagrin.

"They are all ghost handlers, why is there such a big gap between me and him at the level of understanding of supernatural powers?" Board the bus to suppress the revival of the ghost, and it turns out that you can cooperate with the new ghost to solve the problem of the revival of the ghost?

Although building a supernatural balance on a supernatural bus full of crises will initially fall into a terrible situation of being constrained and unable to use supernatural powers, he has plenty of supernatural props in his hands when he first gets on the bus, and his ability to resist risks is the highest.

If you try to control the third ghost from the beginning, the probability of success will be much higher than in reality. However, now it is too late.

Not for a while. Suddenly, the bus stopped at the platform with a brake.

"Bang~" The car door suddenly opened at this moment. He Tianxiong's eyes were red, his expression was like crying and laughing, staring at the city outside, and his heart was constantly struggling.

After he left, he may not still have the life to board this car, although the fifteen-day suppression has alleviated the restlessness of the ghost's recovery, but it will definitely not last a month before it will be revived again, and there will really be no hope at that time.

Once you get out of the car, it's even riskier to take the risk of taking the risk of navigating the third ghost. Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, knowing that it was his words that touched He Tianxiong.

He thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "The car door is about to close, go down." ”

"I see." He Tianxiong laughed miserably, and finally sighed heavily. He lifted his steps and slowly got out of the car.

Like the ones he said, the buses are too dangerous these days. Losing this chance to get off the train safely, the next stop could kill him.

If you miss the opportunity, you miss it! And when he was about to get out of the car, Liang Xingyang's voice suddenly came from behind him: "After getting off the car, I went to find Cao Yang and took over his cargo box for a month, and I said that I agreed." The voice behind it was calm, as if it was just saying something insignificant.

He Tianxiong, who got off the car, was stunned, and he was puzzled, why did he take over Cao Yang's cargo box? But when he wanted to ask and turned around, he suddenly found that the supernatural bus behind him suddenly disappeared.

This strange bus never seemed to have appeared.