Chapter Eighty-Eight: If You Don't Escape, You'll Fight Again
Looking at the reservoir getting closer and closer, I tried everything I could to no avail.
When I chose to jump out of the car and leave, it was actually very painful inside.
They completely suppressed the driver ghost, but they couldn't kill it.
If he doesn't die, he can't control the car, and I can only choose to leave.
I took a look at Sister-in-law Cao, and the innocent ghosts in the carriage who buried the ghost of this driver.
I was very unwilling in my heart, but I was helpless.
That feeling, very uncomfortable......
"Don't hesitate, you can go!"
Sister-in-law Cao continued to speak.
The tattooed ghost, who can only control the speed of the car, also shouted in front:
"Brother, you go quickly. You have to live and come back soon to get us out. ”
Even if there was some unpleasantness between me and the tattoo ghost before.
But at this moment, he was also trying to persuade me to leave.
The rest of the ghosts in the carriage were crying, but they also wanted me to go quickly.
Left behind, just one more ghost trapped in the bus.
"They all have to die, and they all have to be buried with me."
The driver's ghost, who was nailed to the floor by the fishbone sword, was still roaring and struggling.
But it can be seen that the rotten flesh on his face, and the blood stains that have been blasted by the spell, are healing little by little.
The fishbone sword can't stop him.
I kept my face calm and just nodded slightly at the passengers in the carriage.
"I'll be back!"
With that, I stretched out half of my body to the outside of the car.
The speed of the car has been reduced to a very low level, about twenty miles, very slow.
If you jump at this speed, you shouldn't be able to fall to death.
So, I'm going to jump down.
However, just as I was about to jump out of the car, something happened about the change.
Behind the JK7231's car, a bright light suddenly appeared.
At the same time, accompanied by the screeching sound of the motor.
A motorcycle, approaching at a rapid pace.
A somewhat familiar man's voice also came from behind the car:
"Don't get out of the car, pull me up!"
As he spoke, the motorcycle approached quickly.
At this time, the rain stopped, and the moon appeared.
By the faint moonlight, I could see the outline of the speaker.
It's him, the cold man in Baoshan Feng Shui Hall, Mao Jing.
Last time, it was him, who used the yellow chicken to guide me and the female ghost Wang Cui and escaped from the experimental building.
"Mao Jing!"
I blurted out.
The motorcycle approached, and Mao Jing rode a windy motorcycle with a peachwood sword on his back, and he had already arrived at my side.
Go hand in hand with the supernatural bus.
He didn't wear a helmet, turned his head to look, and I said, who was already half stretched out:
"Pull me up, I can stop this car."
Mao Jing is capable, and I've seen it before.
But now, the bus is more than 100 meters away from the location where it had an accident and rushed into the reservoir.
If I jump now, I'm sure I'll be able to save myself.
But he couldn't save the ghost in the car, and he couldn't complete this mission.
But if you choose to believe Mao Jing, once something goes wrong.
Both of us could have an accident and die in this supernatural bus and drown in the reservoir.
The choice was difficult, but I only made a decision in a split second.
No one is afraid, am I afraid of a few chicken feathers?
Grabbing the window frame with one hand, he stretched out his other hand without hesitation:
"Come up brother!"
Mao Jing didn't hesitate, grabbed my hand, and kicked it with his foot.
Ignoring his running motorcycle, he climbed into the window.
His runner lost control, and with a "bang", he rushed into the reservoir on the side of the road, splashing with gusts of water.
And Mao Jing didn't even look at it, and with my help, he quickly climbed into the car.
At this moment, the ghosts of the entire carriage are looking at the two of us.
Sister-in-law Cao also said anxiously:
"Why are you still coming up, the car is going to drive into the reservoir again, and you won't survive."
"Die, they all have to die, they all have to bury me!"
The driver's face was hideous, and the injury on his face was so good.
Even, the fishbone sword that was going to nail me to his neck had to be pulled out.
And the bus, from where it happened, was only fifty meters away.
The speed is still getting faster.
The tattooed ghost who controls the speed of the car is about to slam the brakes.
Covering the steering wheel with both hands, he shouted:
"I can't control it, I can't control it."
In the next second, with a "bang", it was bounced out of the driver's seat
The speed of the car also suddenly increased, and it headed straight for the reservoir......
"Brother, what can you do, use it quickly!"
I hurriedly opened my mouth and pounced directly on the driver ghost who drew my sword.
Again, the fishbone sword nailed to his neck was pressed back again.
Nail it to the floor of the carriage.
Mao Jing didn't hesitate, he bit his thumb in one bite, and blood gushed out.
Quickly formed a handprint that I couldn't read, and a low roar came out of my mouth:
"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body. The soul of the four directions, the five internal organs.
Haste as a law, edict! ”
With an edict, he slapped his palm on the floor of the carriage with a bloody handprint.
In an instant, I watched as he pressed the handprint on the floor, and suddenly a blood-colored gossip mark spread.
The blood-colored gossip seal flashed.
The bus that was rushing to the reservoir was followed by a "clang" sound.
It was as if he had hit something, and he stopped suddenly.
The sudden change in speed made except for Mao Jing.
The ghosts in the whole car, including me, also flew forward some distance......
"Stopped, the car stopped."
The tattooed ghost was the first to make a sound, delighted.
"Great, finally stopped."
"No need to go to the reservoir, no need to go to the reservoir."
“……”
The ghosts in the car were happy, even though they were all dead, but they were also full of fear of the reservoir that drowned them.
I also got up and saw the bus hovering around the corner of the road.
One of the front of the car has rushed out of the edge of the road, and on the other side is the reservoir.
Twelve years ago, it was from here that the bus crashed into the reservoir and drowned 12 people in the car, but none survived.
"Well done, brother."
I opened my mouth excitedly.
Mao Jing also sighed:
"Just in time."
As soon as Mao Jing's words fell, the driver who was nailed to the floor screamed and struggled madly:
"Damn, hateful, they all have to be buried with me, they all have to be buried with me."
As he spoke, the bus suddenly jolted.
The reservoir directly in front of it is also bubbling at this time, as if the water is boiling.
Outside the car, wisps of black gas floated in, which were absorbed by the driver's ghost.
The fishbone sword nailed to his neck was pulled out little by little.
"What a devil."
Mao Jing snorted coldly, pulled out the peachwood sword on his back, and slashed at the driver's head.
The sword went down and cut off the flower on his head.
But the driver's ghost just didn't die, and he was still roaring "woo".
Mao Jing looked surprised, pulled out his peachwood sword, and wanted to cut his neck with another sword.
It turned out to be useless, and his head could not be cut off at all, except for a hole in its neck.
I was just about to remind Mao Jing that this driver is weird.
Mao Jing had already pulled out a yellow talisman and threw it with two fingers.
The yellow talisman flew directly to the driver's ghost's head.
A sword finger formed in his right hand, and he whispered:
"Edict!"
His yellow talisman was also a flash of yellow light.
"Boom" exploded.
As a result, the driver on the ground is still the same as before.
Except for the cracks on his head, he couldn't die at all.
Seeing this, Mao Jing also looked surprised and incredulous:
"You can't kill it, and you're immune to the talisman, how, how can it be, it's ...... like this"