Chapter 256: Turn off the engine and get off
When the bus is full, someone must make a sacrifice, otherwise the bus will not be able to start and will attract the ghosts near the station, and by then it will be too late.
Liang Xingyang stepped on the bus's foot brake, preventing the bus from driving away.
Everyone is aware of the seriousness of the problem.
Seeing the smell of gunpowder in the atmosphere getting stronger and stronger, a fight is inevitable.
But the next moment.
Yang Jian did not hesitate at all, he took action directly.
The red light of the ghost's eyes locked on a ghost controller who was on the verge of recovery. The black and stiff ghost's hand was used to suppress the three ghosts. The cracked golden spear was thrown out, nailing the ghost controller to death. who.
A continuous attack ended. Only five seconds passed. The ghost driver had been killed and his body was thrown off the carriage.
"Ni Sheng, a wanted criminal personally announced by the headquarters, has killed a city leader before, and controlled a ghost. Do you think you can escape by hiding without making a sound?"
Yang Jian walked over with an indifferent expression, put away his cracked spear, and sat on Ni Sheng's seat.
He took a photo of the carriage before so that Liu Xiaoyu could investigate the identities of these people. Although the signal is isolated on the bus, it is not absolute. The satellite positioning phone can receive the signal intermittently.
After getting Liu Xiaoyu's reply, Yang Jian took action immediately without giving him time to react.
Zhou Deng pretended to take a breath, widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Yang Jian, it turns out you are so strong."
The Ni Sheng just now did not resist at all, His body didn't even move, and he didn't resist until he was nailed to death with a spear. It was obvious that he had been deprived of control over his body.
Fan Xing truly looked at Yang Jian with fear and remained silent.
It was also peaceful on the bus.
They were glad that Yang Jian did not target them, otherwise they would have ended up like Ni Sheng.
“This Yang Jian is quite ruthless.”
Wang Feng, Da Qiang, and Yingying looked at Yang Jian who was sitting steadily on Ni Sheng’s seat with lingering fear, feeling even more grateful in their hearts. I didn't openly resist this person before getting in the car.
A ghost controller will kill as soon as he says it, without any hesitation, and he will not hold back against messengers like them.
Liu Qingqing said nothing, but looked at Yang Jian without much fear.
If the ghost wants to sit down, he must vacate a seat. There is no way around it. Even if Liang Xingyang did not get off the car, and Yang Jian did not take the initiative to give up his seat, and then took the initiative, other people in the carriage would also fight for their lives. I couldn't help but fight hard to get a result.
In the old abandoned amusement park, the wet and rusty large iron gate made a creaking sound, and a small hand with fingernails full of dirt squeezed out through the gap in the gate.
The footbrake is released.
The bus did not wait for Li Gui to leave the amusement park and began to leave the station.
The third stop is over.
"The supernatural bus has stopped three times and may stall at any time."
The eyes of the people in the carriage flickered, and they glanced at the rear door from time to time.
After the vehicle stalls, they must escape from the bus as soon as possible and fight for the first chance to survive. Otherwise, if they fall to the end, they may be swallowed by the darkness in the carriage.
As for the information disclosed by the driver Liang Xingyang, they did not choose to question it. Even if it is not true, they must prepare in advance.
People who are negligent and not serious about their own lives have long been cruelly screened out by the bus at one stop, and their bodies are probably too cold.
Fan Xing suddenly said: "Zhou Deng, it seems we must join forces after we get off the bus, otherwise we will never have a chance to survive from the thirteen ghosts who got off the bus."
Zhou Deng curled his lips and said: "That's because you don't have the ability. I'm different. I met a fortune teller and he said that I used to I will wear a yellow robe later, and I will have big fish and meat for every meal. I will never die here before achieving this achievement.”
The bus drove off the road and completely left the third stop. The water droplets on the windows of the vehicle quickly dry and disappear, and soon no traces can be seen.
Sudden.
The bus braked suddenly, and everyone in the carriage was caught off guard. Even the ghosts started to shake.
The lights in the car started to flicker, as if they were about to go out at any moment.
“Here it comes.”
Everyone’s hearts froze and their eyes were fixed on the rear door.
After a sudden stop, the entire car seemed to have lost power and was sliding along with inertia, becoming slower and slower.
"The engine has stalled. Under normal circumstances, it will take ten minutes to restart the engine. After stalling the engine and getting off the car, use your own methods to see who can survive."
Liang Xingyang stood up from the driver's seat. , his deep black pupils stared at a puddle of water on a seat.
This is an invisible ghost that needs rain to appear in reality.
Not only Yang Jian came over holding a golden spear, but also Liu Qingqing, Yingying, Wang Feng, Daqiang, and Yang Xiaohua also quickly left their seats and moved closer to Liang Xingyang.
They could see that Liang Xingyang, who was able to drive the bus, was probably a little more powerful than Yang Jian. With the protection of his backer, their chances of survival after getting off the bus would be much higher than that of other people in the car.
"Liang Xingyang, if you help me this time, I can be your little brother and work for you in the future." A ghost controller also followed the messenger and said with a sincere look.
Liang Xingyang said directly: "I refuse."
The man did not hesitate, turned around and squeezed into the crowd at the rear door, hoping to get a chance to get off the car early.
The lights are still flashing.
The bus didn't taxi for a long time. The vehicle soon stopped moving and turned off the engine.
Before the lights in the car were completely extinguished, the closed front and rear doors suddenly opened.
“Get off the car.”
Someone in the carriage shouted, and the crowd blocking the rear door filed out and headed straight outside.
However, Zhou Deng and Fan Xing quickly moved towards the front door and got out of the car without fighting.
Liang Xingyang glanced at them: "You guys get out of the car first, I have to imprison a ghost."
"Okay, be careful. Let's leave first."
Yang Jian nodded slightly. , holding the golden spear, the red light of the ghost eyes opened, and left the car through the front door with all the messengers.
At this time, the bus stalled and lost its supernatural power. The rules of getting on the bus through the front door and getting off through the back door no longer need to be followed.
The red light flashed away.
Yang Jian led the messenger to a few dozen meters away.
Liang Xingyang looked at the eleven ghosts that were about to move in the bus, turned around and calmly got out of the car, walking five meters away from the bus.
Scarlet blood continued to flow from his feet, forming a pool of blood on the ground.
He sank into the ghost blood and released his identity as a starving ghost. The ghost boy who ran out of the mirror space in the mirror ghost fell directly into a deep sleep after being stained with blood, and the same happened to the seven ghosts.
After some processing.
Liang Xingyang held a folded black paper umbrella in his left hand, and walked out of the pool of blood holding the black and blue ghost boy in his right hand.
He began to replace the ghost boy again, drank the ghost blood that imprisoned the black gauze ghosts, ghost wind, and ghost rain, and began to catalyze the ghost boy into a mature starving ghost.
The current food intake required to replace a starving ghost is six, and the limit is seven.
Wisps of blue-black aura spread out from the body surface, and the ghostly haze of a starving ghost appeared.
Not only that, a strong wind suddenly blew around, carrying thick wet cold water vapor and an extremely strong smell of corpses, blowing the blue-black breath high into the sky, and the howling wind was getting louder.
Dark clouds gradually appeared in the sky, the wind was surging, and the dark clouds covered the sky with no end in sight.
In just ten seconds, the clouds have piled up extremely thickly, which is quite spectacular. I believe there will be an unprecedented heavy rainstorm. However, the color of these clouds is somewhat abnormal. It is a strange blue-black color, like the bruises on a baby that has been dead for a long time, as if it is squirming.
The light is becoming extremely dim.
A bone-chilling coldness suddenly descended.
It started to rain sparsely here.
"Is it raining?"
Zhou Deng's expression changed. First he felt a slight corrosive pain on his face, and then his whole body became hot, as if he had been covered in acid rain.
He reached out and quickly wiped the raindrops on his cheeks, and suddenly discovered that they were blue-black water stains. These water stains squirmed between his fingers, like a bruise.
"No, this is not ordinary rain, it actually contains a curse." Zhou Deng was so shocked that he didn't even bother to wait for the bus to restart, and quickly looked around, trying to find a place to take shelter from the rain. , and finally saw Liang Xingyang holding an umbrella.
Other people who got off the carriage also noticed something was wrong at this time. They were soaked and stained by a layer of blue-black rainwater, and they felt burning pain.
They found that what was even more frightening was that their body temperature was dropping rapidly, they felt a bone-chilling coldness, and their stomachs were a little uncomfortable, as if it was the movement of a baby. This unintentionally weird thought made them all change their minds.
The rain is getting heavier.
If they continue to stand in the rain, sooner or later their flesh and blood will be eroded away, and they will definitely be corroded into a pile of white bones. Maybe even the white bones will not be left in the end, and they will completely melt into the blue-black rainwater. Know where it will flow.
But soon.
The black paper umbrellas flying over the sky were blown by the strong wind, and were handed to them by hand.
At this time, all the ghosts on the bus got off the bus, a total of eleven, which was a terrifying number.
However, after this group of ghosts got out of the car, they were immediately eroded by the strong wind and heavy rain. Green and black bruises squirmed in the rain, and the ghosts even slowed down their movements.
The carriage was engulfed in darkness.
Bean-sized blue-black raindrops hit the bus, making a crackling sound, dyeing the rusty bus blue-black, as if it had been re-applied with a layer of paint.
It rained heavily.
The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and the heavy rain continues to fall, getting heavier and heavier without stopping. The rain continues all day long, and the rainfall continues to rise.
However, at this moment, the other people holding the black paper umbrellas are disappearing, and their figures are blurring. Not only themselves, but also the black paper umbrellas are missing.
"Temporarily imprison them in the fifth floor of the ghost world, and then release them after the detention is completed."
Liang Xingyang's eyes flickered. He was also holding a black paper umbrella, but in his hand The umbrella is the source, a supernatural weapon that can directly enter the fifth level of ghosts in the rain.
At this time, Li Gui, who was the last to get on the bus, was forced to show the outline of his body through the medium of rain.
And his purpose is precisely a ghost that only needs a medium to appear.
The flowing water seemed to be spreading like life. Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly and he found that the shadow reflected in the water was different from his real self.
The reflection in the stagnant water is a figure shrouded in black gauze, and a pair of indescribable strange eyes seem to be staring at the ghost presented in the medium of rain.
Assimilation begins.
Liang Xingyang’s reflection in the stagnant water began to change. The black gauze covering his body quickly peeled off, revealing the appearance of a ghost that was exactly the same as the rain medium.
At this time, the water at Li Gui's feet, presented by the rain medium, suddenly rippled. The ripples on the water soon calmed down, and then Li Gui's own reflection turned into a figure shrouded in black gauze.
The two reflections in the stagnant water were successfully exchanged and assimilated.
A black gauze suddenly appeared on the face of the ghost that was moving slowly in the rain, and then more and more dense black gauze appeared, wrapping the ghost in layers, becoming like a reflection in the water. .
“So that’s it!”
Liang Xingyang suddenly felt that the ghost had become a part of him. The rain-mediated ghost was assimilated into a ghost shrouded in black gauze, with only one strange arm exposed.
Now, once someone is eroded by the rain, they will be targeted by the assimilated ghosts. Once the number of assimilated ghosts is superimposed, it will condense into an extremely terrifying supernatural power.
The assimilated Li Gui became his thug.
After testing the ability.
A rusty coffin nail penetrated the body of the evil ghost. The ghost's heart beat and the ghost's blood was infected. The evil ghost sank into a pool of blood, completing his imprisonment.
Liang Xingyang withdrew the ghost blood, closed the black paper umbrella, and glanced at the dark cloudy sky to get rid of the ghost.
The next moment.
The rain stopped suddenly, the clouds were light and the wind was light.
Everyone holding an umbrella was also sent back to reality from the umbrella ghost.
The black paper umbrella seems to have gone through decades. The oil paper umbrella surface is quickly damaged and rotted, the umbrella pillar is also decaying, and finally it has become completely useless.
Black paper umbrellas and rainwater are interdependent. Without rainwater, the black paper umbrella will disappear.
Now that the ghosts who got off the bus were no longer suppressed by the bus, and without the obstruction of the green-black rain, they gradually resumed their actions. One of the ghosts was eyeing a certain ghost driver and was approaching quietly.
A scream sounded.
Everyone was shocked and ran for their lives.
Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian had already led the messengers away from the stalled bus and walked into a winding path into an old forest. (End of this chapter)