Mysterious Recovery

The bus started again.

As the lights in the carriage turned on again, Yang Jian immediately understood that the most dangerous time had passed. As long as he returned to the bus again, he could be temporarily safe, at least not worried about being targeted by these ghosts.

"leave here."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he felt that if he continued to stay outside, he would definitely be stared at by the mummy bride. Although the crying grave ghost was temporarily suppressed by the ghost rope, the danger was not relieved.

Immediately, he backed away.

In the ghost domain, he appeared next to the bus the next moment, and then retracted the ghost rope.

Without the restriction of the ghost rope, the crying grave ghost fell to the ground with a bang, his voice dull, like a corpse falling, and the whole person took on a weird posture.

But when the crying grave ghost fell, Yang Jian saw a white cloth dropped beside the crying grave ghost. This white cloth was used by the crying grave ghost to cover his face. The outline of a human face could be clearly seen on it. The outline of this face was empty and weird, with a sad cry.

Out of a certain instinct, Yang Jian felt that the masking cloth that the grave crying ghost fell was very special.

"This thing almost made me cry to death. It shouldn't be too much to compensate for something from you." He didn't leave in a hurry, but immediately returned to the side of the mask, and cried after picking up this thing. When the grave ghost was still on the ground with a twisted body and wanted to stand up, he immediately slipped away.

After picking up the covering cloth, Yang Jian immediately chose to get in the car.

But when he got into the car, he was nervous when he saw the driver's seat.

The corpse of the middle-aged driver who fell to the ground just now didn’t know when he sat in the driving seat again. The stiff palms with corpses clung to the steering wheel, his silent gray eyes opened, staring at the front. The highway, as if preparing to drive.

"This corpse was moved when the flame was turned off?" Yang Jian immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

Could it be that the ghost on this bus is the corpse of the driver?

No, this is impossible.

Someone touched the corpse just now, or even stepped directly over the corpse but nothing happened. Moreover, the corpse fell to the ground for several hours and there was no abnormality. He looked at the back seat very carefully, and he would never read it wrong. .

Or, there is no problem with this corpse, but the ghost in the car straightened the corpse?

Can't figure it out.

Because there are too many weird things encountered today, and everything is a huge mystery. It is already very difficult to survive just to find a way. There is still time to think about the various reasons behind this.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is no accident, the top priority now is to wait for the bus to leave this ghost place, and can't continue to drag it. If those ghosts follow the car, it will be bad." Yang Jian quickly retreated to the back of the car, no Pay attention to the body in the driver's seat.

Out of caution, he did not sit in a random position, but chose to sit in his original position.

Not sure about the existence of the fourth ghost, maybe it's still in the carriage.

When Yang Jian sat down, his heart didn't relax, he firmly grasped the face covering cloth in his hands, and he observed the scenery outside.

Wouldn't the grave crying ghost who took that piece of cloth by himself come to seek revenge?

At this moment, the crying grave ghost has stood up.

The grave crying ghost without the face-covering cloth, Yang Jian finally saw half of the face of the thing clearly. The reason for the half of the face was because of the angle, and only half of the face could be seen.

But it was this half of the face that gave Yang Jian a sense of horror.

Rather than talking about the face, it is better to say that there is no face at all. The inside of the whole face is an empty hole, as if the bones of the face have been dug out abruptly. Inside is a pitch-black hole with no bottom. Like an abyss, revealing an inexplicable horror.

Yang Jian couldn't see through what was inside that face with ghost eyes, only saw the darkness.

And after the crying grave ghost stood up, blood leaked out of the face cavity again, as if Yang Jian had taken away the face covering cloth, which broke a certain balance.

but.

It doesn't make much sense for Yang Jian to take it away, because the face-covering cloth has already fallen off, and he just thinks this thing is valuable and can't go for nothing.

The grave crying ghost who lost the cover cloth did not get into the car to trouble Yang Jian. It seems that this thing is not important to his class.

The crying grave ghost didn't cry any more, it turned and walked towards the woods on the side of the road.

Did not continue to be affected by that Zhang Hao beckoning.

And beside the woods just now, I don’t know when another trail suddenly appeared. The crying grave ghost quickly sank into the woods along this curved trail, and disappeared in front of my eyes in a blink of an eye. There was no crying from the trail, and it seemed that he had left here righteously.

"A ghost gone?"

Yang Jian regained his sense of hearing after watching the thing leave, and at the same time did not look down at the white cloth in his hand.

The white cloth is rough and old, not so much white cloth, it has been dyed a kind of gray, a little dirty, the outline of a crying face is printed on it, and the other side is turned over.

Still the outline of a crying face.

Other than that, there is nothing special.

But Yang Jian felt that this thing was very special, not because of the cover-up cloth, but because of this crying face.

Because after removing the crying face, the crying grave ghost stopped crying.

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 was a smiling face.

Crying and laughing, two similar grimaces.

Without waiting for him to think more, suddenly.

There was a violent crash from the outside of the bus.

One hand was suddenly afraid of hitting the side glass window, and then the other hand grabbed the edge of the window and went straight into the carriage.

It's the man in the peaked cap.

He had already dropped his hat at this time, revealing a bald head, like a monk.

"It's not easy to survive. I was almost killed in my sleep. You can't imagine that nightmare. The evil spirits that appear by your side all the time, as long as you are killed by that thing, you are really dead, but fortunately I wake up. Now, hey, Li Gui's recovery didn't expect but he saved me."

The man in the peaked 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, and even the crying grave ghost is suppressed, this is not something a newcomer can do. , Xu Feng has made a mistake, what's your name? I don’t mind if you get to know it."

"Yang Jian, the Interpol of 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 of the Buddhist College. 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, "Where is the ghost that haunts you?"

"have no idea."

Lin Bei touched his bald head and said, "Maybe I will carry out the next attack after I have waited for me to fall asleep, maybe I will give up my goal, maybe I will return to this bus again, that thing is intangible, it seems to be able to dream. , And I’m more unlucky. It just so happens that the way I want to resist the attack of a ghost is to sleep."

"When I fall asleep, I will be in a special state. In this state, I am very safe. It seems that it is not useful under all conditions."

"It doesn't seem to be the time to say these things. There is no absolute safety in front of Li Gui, even in the car." Yang Jian looked out the car window as he spoke.

He saw that the mummy bride was still there, and there seemed to be no movement. The dry palm still held the dead Zhang Hao's body, standing on the opposite side of the road like a couple.

Seeing this, this ghost doesn't plan to get on the car again.

If this is the case, it is good news.

But then he found that Xu Feng's body was missing, and he was still lying next to him before.

"You almost killed me just now." Xu Feng's gritted teeth sounded. He didn't know when he actually ran to the bus, and then rushed into the bus.

It's not dead yet?

Yang Jian was shocked when he saw him.

They have pressed the corpse bride for three minutes, haven't they been killed by that ghost?

Really fate.

"You can't say that. Under that situation, a dead end has gradually formed. I'm just trying to save myself. If you don't stop that Zhang Hao's corpse and attract the surrounding ghosts, you think you still have a chance to get back to the car alive. Come on?" Yang Jian's face was very calm, looking at him with a bit of hostility in his eyes.

"Your corpse is a very special item. It's just a pity to protect yourself. It is the most suitable for suppressing ghosts, and this time it is for you to suppress female ghosts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is for you. It shouldn't be a loss."

Xu Feng glared and said, "You just wanted to kill me by the way. It's just an excuse to suppress ghosts."

"Even if it is, so what?" Yang Jian stared at him, without any fear: "Lying on the corpse, just lie down quietly, don't think about making trouble, you just want to improve the survival rate and you will kill me. I’m polite enough for you. If it’s not for this bus, believe it or not, I will bury you under the ground for a thousand meters? Let you lie down enough."

He could see that Xu Feng's ability was very powerful in front of Li Gui, and his self-protection ability was very strong, even stronger than that of Lin Bei's self-protection ability.

But the weakness is also obvious.

The self-protection ability is too strong and usually lacks the means of active attack.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that these two people have been able to survive on the bus. The other people in the same group, or those who appeared on the bus earlier than them, have already been cold.

"Don't be proud of it for too long. This time you can survive because of good luck. The ghost attacked us. The next time you are not necessarily arrogant. It is useless to be arrogant here. You will be the winner in the end."

Xu Feng said coldly, that he didn't feel that his abilities had any disadvantages at all, but he was very fortunate that he had the ability to lie down and protect himself.

I remember the ghost riders I knew before, either died from the resurrection of ghosts, or were planted inexplicably in some spiritual events, and news of their deaths came one by one.

He was the only one who worked as an Interpol in the small city, and he has lived until now.

Yang Jian said with a bit of mockery; "I don't know how long I can live, but one thing is certain is that I will live longer than you, and you will know if you have a chance in the future."

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