Chapter 401: Stopping the Bus
A slam on the brakes brought the bus to an abrupt stop.
“Do you want to kick me out of the car?” Sister Hong asked in a bad tone.
The transaction failed, and the other party had no obligation to take her to the ghost county town to wait for her to rescue some old friends. But it would be too much to kick her out of the car now.
Liang Xingyang looked forward and said with a very solemn expression: "Business cannot be done without righteousness, so I won't be so stingy. Look outside, we are in trouble."
Sister Hong's face was stunned, and she turned to look at the car windows on both sides, which was a deserted field. But from her perspective, she couldn't see what was in front of the bus.
She stood up, walked to the front door of the bus on her red high heels, and immediately saw something that even Liang Xingyang was afraid of.
A grave mound in a field.
This tomb is made of soil and is very large and wet. There is no stone tablet in front of the tomb, and there is not a single weed growing on the tomb. For some reason, it was built on the road and blocked in the middle of the road.
Now, this tomb blocks the bus route.
The light from the car's headlights shone above the tomb, unable to penetrate it, as if it was isolated by this old tomb.
"This can't be Luo Qian's grave. He should be buried in a grave in the forest behind the ancient house."
Liang Xingyang had to stop the car, otherwise the vehicle would collapse the old grave. Release something terrible.
But even if he didn't do anything, the old tomb was collapsing, revealing a dirty black coffin board underneath. Under the old grave, there was a vague sense of inexplicable terror.
The ghost blocks the car.
A situation even rarer than a bus stalling happened to them.
"It seems that our luck is not very good." Sister Hong also felt the horror of this old grave. Ghosts who dare to block cars are usually not low in terror.
Liang Xingyang was not too anxious. As long as the car door was not opened, no matter how scary the ghost was, it would be impossible to dismantle the car. He asked, "What would Mr. Qin usually do when encountering this kind of situation?"
< br>Sister Hong was lost in memories and said slowly: "Restart to avoid it, or wait for the ghost to get on the bus, or get out of the car and kill the ghost."
Liang Xingyang began to think deeply, thinking about this in his mind Three elimination methods.
The first thing to eliminate is the second item. The ghost in the old grave has not come out yet. Waiting for the ghost to get on the bus means sending a terrifying ghost into reality.
The second item to exclude is the third item. It is more troublesome to get out of the car to deal with this ghost. No one dares to say that he has the strongest supernatural power. When encountering an extremely weird supernatural being, it is not impossible for the car to overturn. .
The bus does not have a reversing mechanism, so we can only find ways to avoid the old grave.
But using restart under the pressure of a bus is not that easy.
After making his decision, he opened the rear door of the bus.
A strange coldness emanated from his body, and he began to forcefully restart under the supernatural suppression of the bus.
Sister Hong squinted her eyes, her mind was in a trance, and she noticed that the scene outside the car window began to regress.
But the ghost outside the bus did not intend to let the bus leave. The tomb collapsed faster, revealing a black coffin buried underneath.
"Creak."
There was a sound of struggling in the coffin, as if a living person was encased in the coffin. In an extremely hypoxic environment, he scratched desperately with his nails and his hands and feet violently He bumped against the walls of the coffin, and even hit the coffin board with his head.
Liang Xingyang's silver pupils also reflected the terrifying scene.
From the slight gap exposed in the black coffin board, two slender blue and black fingers squeezed out from inside.
But before the coffin could be opened, the bus disappeared and disappeared from the deserted field road.
Restarting does not take at all forty minutes.
After a while, after leaving the mysterious place in the field, the bus shuttled to another mysterious place under the driving of Liang Xingyang.
A deserted village.
Yellow lights lit up, illuminating the surrounding dark village paths.
“It doesn’t look like a good place.”
Sister Hong did not return to her seat and looked at this backward and ancient village.
The wooden doors of every household here are covered with dirty yellow talismans, as if to prevent something from breaking into the home. But obviously the result was not that good. The village had been abandoned for a long time, no one lived in it, and the story behind it was buried in history.
The roads in the deserted village were full of potholes, but the bus didn't feel bumpy, but there was something a little weird about it.
The deserted village is so quiet, there is no sound of wind or insects, and even the sound of the bus running can't be heard in the carriage.
Liang Xingyang frowned and said: "It's too quiet. In this environment with no sound at all, it's easy for your psychological quality to collapse directly."
The bus was running normally. , but there was no sound at all. If it were not for the changes in the environment on both sides, there would be no sense of driving.
Sister Hong sighed and said: "According to the route of the bus today, it will pass through the ghost county in just two stops. I can also rescue my former teammates, but it is a pity that the ghost blocked the road. Now that you have changed the route, I can’t calculate how many stops are left to reach the destination.”
Liang Xingyang said calmly: "Wait a minute, our transaction failed. I am not so kind as to carry you there. When the bus returns to reality, I will get off."
Sister Hong twisted. The delicate waist sighed quietly: "You are not old, but your heart is quite cruel. You are so cruel, are you not afraid that I will pester you?"
"You don't dare, you are no match for me now ." Liang Xingyang said.
After mastering the power of the wishing ghost restart, the superimposed number of mirror ghost, ghost ghost, Meng Xiaodong, ghost painting, and starving ghost, there are not many people in the supernatural circle who need to be afraid of him.
If Zhang Dong were alive, he would definitely stay away. After all, the ability to kill the devil with a wave of his hand is too terrifying, and even he can't resist it.
But Zhangdong came to an end.
As long as a few people wear special clothes made of gold and bring a gold container, there is a high probability of imprisoning Zhang Dong, who has recovered from the evil ghost.
After all, erasing the supernatural is also a supernatural power, and gold can perfectly restrain this power, just like Yan Li's dilemma in the original work.
Sister Hong had a frivolous smile on her face: "What kind of man do you think you are when you bully women? It's easy for you to have no friends of the opposite sex."
Liang Xingyang didn't follow her lead: "Forget it. No, strictly speaking, you are more than a hundred years older than me. And I don’t have the good character to respect the elderly and care for the young. If you fight me, your old arms and legs will not be able to withstand it. "< br>
"..."
Sister Hong's face turned dark and she bit her lip, wanting to strangle this guy to death.
But even she couldn't see through this guy's strength. What was even more terrifying was how he rose up in such a short period of time.
“After all, our older generation of ghost controllers have dedicated their lives to dealing with supernatural events, but in the end they were treated like this. I really don’t know whether it’s because they suffered a fate or because it was just a wrong decision.”
Sister Hong took out the red embroidered handkerchief and wiped away the non-existent tears. She had no choice but to play the emotional card.
Liang Xingyang thought for a while and said: "You know the ghost closet?"
The deserted village is too quiet, and it is not ordinary quiet. There is something supernatural affecting everything. There is an inexplicable urge to communicate in my heart. This is very wrong. .
But he didn't notice any negative effects. He and Sister Hong were the only two people in the car, so they could only reduce the psychological pressure by communicating constantly. (End of this chapter)