The bus always moved smoothly, and the old man with his face full of traces of time looked at Yu Zhile's shoulder.

There, a pale-faced woman rested on the hapless young man's shoulder.

The dry corpse in the wedding gown leaned on the shoulder of the unfortunate fellow, but did not actually touch the young man's sturdy shoulder, but leaned against the pale woman's face.

The young man's luck was very good, because of the appearance of this ghost, the dried corpse bride did not kill Yu Zhile, but was blessed by misfortune.

Today's youth doesn't understand how lucky he is when he gets out of the car.

No, it's nothing more than that.

The old woman looked at Yu Zhile, and the young man's appearance was still a little embarrassed.

There is a wound in the throat where the bones can be seen.

Still a little unlucky, lost the voice.

But just losing this and creating a weird balance is well worth it.

Yu Zhile didn't know the old man, but he still guessed the identity of the old man based on the old man's dress and characteristics.

Meng Xiaodong, the older generation of ghost riders in Dachuan City.

So far, the second old man of the Republic of China period he has come into contact with, He Liansheng, they are not the old people of the Republic of China.

They may not be as old as Zhang Xianguang.

Everything the old man said, Yu Zhile didn't understand, lucky?

He didn't think so, if he was lucky, he shouldn't have been here, he shouldn't have encountered this kind of event, he shouldn't have come into this world.

He should live happily, even if there is no hope.

In the past, he cared about the result, but now he doesn't dare to expect the result, just feel the process.

"You don't want to live?" The old man saw the young man's dead despair, giving him a look that didn't care about anything.

It's dead, it's calm, it's like a stagnant water.

According to the words of a certain little girl, there is no light in this person's eyes, and his heart is dead.

Knowing that he couldn't speak, the old man just said to himself, "Has someone failed you?" ”

Yu Zhile was slightly stunned, and his tired spirit subconsciously began to recall his life.

Disappoint?

It seems that no one has failed him, but he has failed many people.

He didn't promise much, just one or two.

The first to agree was He Yin'er, who promised to give her a child.

Finally, there is Zhang Dong, who promises him to end the paranormal resurgence.

Neither did.

He was in a deep predicament and couldn't wake up because he couldn't tell the difference.

But in fact, he didn't care about any of that.

Because in that dream that I don't know whether it was true or not, He Yin'er died, and he killed it with his own hands.

Everything can be described as self-deception.

What's wrong with that, though?

Not really.

"Only when you have seen despair can you understand the value of hope, little one, you will live." The old man smiled.

There was some hope in the old man's eyes, Yu Zhile didn't feel that this hope should fall on him, he was just an ordinary person who wanted to be the protagonist, but he was not the protagonist.

Sleepiness hit again, Yu Zhile didn't hold on, his current situation is very strange, according to the normal situation, he is dead, but every time he wakes up.

There were no problems with the buses either.

Things are weird.

The old man looked at the little guy who was not very optimistic about the situation, the balance was being established, and the ghosts in the little guy were not simple.

But it's because it's not simple, which makes it difficult for this little guy to survive after getting out of the car.

Once the balance is skewed, the ghost will revive in an instant.

If you want to solve it, at present, only the old man in the Chinese medicine shop can suppress it for a while.

But only for a moment.

This means that he can't move his hands after getting out of the car, and he will die if he does it, nor can he control other ghosts, and the moment his balance is broken, he will also die.

It seems that there is some insolvability, but there is, as long as some old guys take action, the problem can be easily solved, but who will do this?

Meng Xiaodong shook her head, she wouldn't do this, she just came over to take a look.

She'll leave in a moment, leaving this interesting little creature to fend for himself.

If this little guy hadn't mastered the ghost bride's grimace, maybe she could have helped.

"Boy, wake up!"

The old man felt that he should let this kid have more hope in the world, lifeless is not what a young man should have, even if he is a ghost handler.

Yu Zhile opened his eyes vaguely, woke up again, he was still alive, he was dazed for a while, and looked at the old man who woke him up.

"Get into the habit of keeping a diary, it's going to be good, find something to do in your free time, maybe someone will see your diary in the future." The old man said seriously.

Yu Zhile blinked, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Before his consciousness disappeared, he was thinking, was Meng Xiaodong old and confused, what was he talking about?

The old man didn't care, retracted his gaze, and looked ahead.

The bus slowly began to slow down, and this was the third day after the last stop.

The stop of this bus is an old cemetery, which is very large, and the old man is familiar with it.

After getting out of the car, the old man looked back at the little guy who was still asleep, and in three days, the little guy's balance had stabilized.

As long as you stay for a while, the balance of the ghosts will be completely stabilized.

The bus closed its doors and moved away from the cemetery, which had endless graves.

The old man stared at the back of the bus, not knowing what he was thinking.

"How does it feel?"

As if he felt that something was wrong, the person who came added again, "How does that little guy feel to you?" ”

"Twilight is dull, he doesn't care about anything, and if there are occasional accidents, he doesn't care, at most he is surprised for a while, and then calms down."

Meng Xiaodong retracted his gaze and shook his head, "It doesn't feel good, he is even more twilight than us old people." ”

"Normal, who can come out alive from Yu Zena, which one is not like this?"

Luo Qian looked at the tail of the bus, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Counting up, this is the only person who hasn't gone crazy since he came out of Yu Ze's hands alive." ”

"Hopefully he'll stay the way he is."

Hearing Yu Ze, Meng Xiaodong snorted coldly, "If you can't tell the dream yourself, you can't tell others either?" ”

"Why doesn't this bastard die?"

"It's hard for him to die." Luo Qian shook his head, "This kid may be the key to him distinguishing whether he is dreaming or not." ”

"Of course, it could just be a whim."

"Why didn't Zhang Dong kill this-stirring stick?" Meng Xiaodong frowned and asked with some puzzlement.

Luo Qian shook his head again, "It's difficult. ”

It's hard, it's not that it can't be done, but it's going to be very expensive.

"It's all like that for him?" Meng Xiaodong was a little unconvinced.

"That's true, even if he wants to kill Yu Ze, it will be difficult."

Luo Qian looked up at the gloomy sky, "As long as someone is dreaming, Yu Ze will not die." ”

In a word, it illustrates Yu Ze's ability.

Meng Xiaodong was silent, she also knew Yu Ze's ability, but she just didn't want to believe that the other party would not die.

"Zhang Dong is not dead, and these strange existences will not appear, they are still afraid of Zhang Dong." Luo Qian patted Meng Xiaodong on the shoulder, and then continued, "After drinking tea, I'll send you back." ”

After speaking, Luo Qian didn't wait for Meng Xiaodong to say anything, and pulled her towards the wooden house standing on the hill.

Meng Xiaodong didn't struggle, just let Luo Qian pull her away, just like before.

……

The Endless Graveyard is the last stop on the bus' journey to the Spirited Lands.

The bus slowly drove out of the supernatural land.

In the early hours of the morning, the city is deserted, but you can still see sanitation workers in sanitation workers' uniforms cleaning up the mess on the streets for a day.

The bus was driving in an unfamiliar city, and gradually, the bus began to slow down.

In front of me was a bus, and next to the bus stop stood a one-eyed old man with a gloomy face.

The old man stared at the approaching bus, his eyes full of fierceness.

Finally, under the fierce gaze of the old man, the bus stopped in front of him, and the moment the bus door opened, a piece of black paper in the old man's hand spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into a pool of ashes.

The old man looked at the scene inside the bus, his fierce eyes slightly stunned, full of consternation.

"What a joke!"

"How so!"

The old man was incredulous, as if he had seen the most incredible scene in the world.

The old man's body trembled a little, and he looked at the scene on the bus, his fists clenched.

"The situation is not good, if you take it out of the car, you may not have a chance." Next to He Liansheng, an old man smoking a dry cigarette watched this scene, his brows furrowed.

He Liansheng didn't speak, got on the bus, and looked at the sleeping Yu Zhile.

As if sensing He Liansheng's fierce gaze, Yu Zhile's eyes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Yu Zhile looked around blankly, "Are you still alive?" ”

"It's a big life."

He is still alive, doesn't this dried corpse bride have the idea of getting off?

Isn't he unlucky that the bus hasn't had an accident until now?

What, not bad luck now?

"Boy, give me an explanation." He Liansheng stared at Yu Zhile with a gloomy old face.

Yu Zhile frowned slightly, "What explanation?" ”

"When did I mess with him?"

Yu Zhile subconsciously moved, with some surprise in his eyes, his body could move.

"What happened while I was asleep?"

"Boy, don't speak?" He Liansheng's eyes were on fire, but he still couldn't bear to be angry.

Yu Zhile looked at the angry old man and pointed to his throat.

Only then did He Liansheng realize that Yu Zhile's throat was empty.

"Dumb?"

"Get out of the car with me, and I'll help you suppress the ghost on you."

He Liansheng looked at the dried corpse bride next to Yu Zhile, with jealousy in his eyes.

Yu Zhile was silent for a while, his mind was a little confused, but when he heard He Liansheng's words, he didn't refuse, he really needed someone to help solve his situation.

"You can get out of the car boldly, the ghosts on your body have fallen silent, as long as you don't use the supernatural, you won't immediately revive the ghosts."

The old man smoking a dry cigarette reminded him.

Hearing this, Yu Zhile probably knew what the situation was now, and it should be because of the bus.

"Has the balance been established?"

Yu Zhile hesitated for a while and stood up, and the dried corpse bride who was always holding his hand next to him also slowly stood up.

He Liansheng took a step back, then stepped back and got out of the car.

Yu Zhile looked at the dried corpse bride and frowned, a turning point seemed to have appeared, he hadn't figured out the reason why He Liansheng appeared here, but it didn't matter, it was best if someone could help.

He Liansheng didn't do it at the first time, which shows that he has what the other party wants.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile walked to the door of the bus, and the dried corpse bride snuggled next to it.

"Speed, the bus is going fast." He Liansheng urged.

Yu Zhile glanced at He Liansheng and got off the bus directly.

The moment he got off the bus, he suddenly felt the ghost in his body, and the moment he left the bus, the ghost in his body began to be restless.

He Liansheng and the old man smoking dry tobacco changed slightly, and He Liansheng quickly took out three sticks of incense and inserted them directly into Yu Zhile's abdomen.

When the three red incense sticks were inserted into his abdomen, he suddenly felt that the powerful ghost in his body was not agitated.

Even, he can control the ghosts in his body, as well as the dried corpse bride wearing a wedding dress next to him.

"The balance is established, but it's fragile, can I use the trickster to trick a more troublesome balance now?"

Yu Zhile was a little moved.

"Don't resist, or I won't be able to take you away." He Liansheng directly turned on the ghost.

Yu Zhile could feel that as long as he wanted to, he could easily block this ghost.

But he didn't do it, and he wondered why He Liansheng came to him.

The ghost unfolded, and the three of them disappeared in an instant.

Taiping Ancient Town.

"So, I controlled He Yin'er?" Yu Zhile took a pen and wrote on a white piece of paper.

He Liansheng looked at Yu Zhile's words with a dark face.

"I don't know why He Yin'er got out of the coffin, I don't understand why she went to you, and I don't understand why she was controlled by you."

"But none of this matters now, I just want to know if you have a way to make He Yin'er independent."

In the ancestral hall at this moment, several old people looked at Yu Zhile with unkind eyes.

Yu Zhile was a little silent, he looked at the quiet dried corpse bride next to him, if it wasn't a dry corpse, it was acceptable, but now......

Yu Zhile shook his head, "I can't do it, but I have another way." ”

Looking at Yu Zhile's words, He Liansheng's face was gloomy like water.

"What way." He Liansheng tried to make himself look kind, he asked.

The weirdest thing in this world has happened, his granddaughter has been controlled, and he has taken away the voice of the kid in front of him.

When did his granddaughter have this ability?

After leaving the coffin, what happened to his granddaughter?

He didn't know all this.

The situation is strange now.

Yu Zhile thought for a moment and looked at the corpse bride next to him.

He was silent for a while, then picked up a pen and wrote a paragraph on a blank piece of paper, "Harness the ghost lake, let He Yin'er put on a wedding dress, and then strip her, and finally you summon the spirit, resurrect it and cut off contact with me." ”

(End of chapter)