Chapter 438 The Danger of Passing the Castle
In the evening, the sun was setting.
The skyline is dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye. The heaven and earth seem to be covered by a pair of invisible hands. The jumping sunset light quickly fades and disappears, and the world falls from light into darkness.
"Beep..."
A supernatural bus was driving on a deep mountain path at the moment, its dim and yellow lights illuminated the road ahead, and it blew its whistle automatically.
The narrow lanes can't accommodate large buses, but buses squeeze in in incredible ways. The car horn automatically honked twice and then stopped, but the dull and hoarse sound of the horn spread far away.
"Castle?"
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, following the light of the car lights, he saw a Western medieval-style castle at the end of the road.
There are no lights on in the castle, and the whole thing is shrouded in darkness, leaving only a rough outline. It is particularly eerie in the mountains and wilderness.
The bus is continuing to drive, and it is likely to pass there. ancient castle.
His eyes slowly retracted and he looked at the small book open in his palm. There are many various place names recorded on one page of the book, forty-two in total, all of which are the actual coordinates of the stations that the supernatural bus passes by after boarding it.
The names of these places are completely different. Sometimes the two platforms are quite far apart, but the supernatural bus can cross them in an unreasonable way.
A new coordinate will be recorded in the notebook soon.
In the back of the carriage, crowded among many ghosts, He Tianxiong's face was thin and his eyes were dull and numb. If it hadn't occasionally moved, it would have looked no different from the corpses on the seats next to it.
Without eating or drinking for more than ten days, the body of a living person cannot bear it at all. I lost a lot of weight in the early stage, and now my body has completely lost its sense of vitality.
Sitting in the car boringly every day is also a huge torture to the heart. But what made him even more numb was the fear of the unknown before each stop.
"How did Lin Bei and Zhou Deng survive?"
He sighed in his heart, moved his slightly numb eyes, and glanced at the electronic screen in front of the car: 33.
This number represents that there are 33 ghosts in the car.
The endless supernatural incidents abroad have also made the carriage almost full.
Half a month ago, he desperately used the ghost exorcist horn to drive away the ghosts and freed up 19 seats. Unknowingly, they were also occupied by the ghosts who were the source of supernatural events in the place where the supernatural bus passed.
The situation abroad is completely out of control, with endless supernatural events breaking out frequently. Many villages and counties have become desolate, and cities are turning into no-man’s land. The supernatural events are forcing residents to move to other places to live. Only the evil ghosts were left wandering in the no-man's land.
He Tianxiong looked solemn: "Only the last seat in the carriage is still vacant. If no Li Gui gets off at this stop, it will be full again."
Although there is one vacant seat, there is no guarantee that it will be empty. Only one ghost gets on at a time. If two ghosts get on, they may have to drive one ghost off to prevent overloading from happening again.
At this moment.
The bus stopped in front of the castle.
At the same time as the car door opened, the gate of this dusty old castle with an unattended yard and overgrown weeds also slowly opened.
Subsequently, there was movement coming from inside.
The sound of heavy footsteps just came out of the castle, and a red carpet that looked like it had been watered with blood quickly spread over and was laid in front of the bus door.
Just when Wang Chaling was hesitating to close the door in the driver's seat to prevent this ghost from getting into the car, a gloomy old figure appeared out of thin air in the car.
The ghost got on the bus.
The red carpet outside the car quickly disappeared, like an illusion.
"This ghost is very dangerous. Wang Chaling should not let the ghost up."
Liang Xingyang's eyes slowly moved and locked on a man wearing a dirty and tattered aristocratic tuxedo. A wooden cross was pierced through the heart of an old foreign corpse.
He felt a faint supernatural pressure on the other party.
This is a ghost that has not been dealt with for a long time, or the ghost master was killed during the confrontation. The puzzle gradually became complete and the level of terror was extremely high.
Suddenly.
The old foreign corpse turned its neck slightly, and on its head with sparse long hair, a pair of dead and numb eyes on the rotten face looked over. The eyes were full of malice, as if they were looking at prey.
Liang Xingyang narrowed his eyes, looked at each other without fear, and analyzed the information in his mind: "It is suspected that he has the wisdom of a living person, and his level of terror is so high that even the carriage cannot suppress his actions, and he may break free at any time. Kill people in the carriage."
He stayed motionless in his seat, but silently prepared underneath.
In the ghost mirror world, the replaced ghosts are frantically encroaching on the powerful ghosts to increase the quota of unsolvable suppression. In the dark ghost ghost belonging to the ghosts, the number of ghost-painted women replaced has also begun to increase, and more and more white and cold palms are shaking in the darkness.
Li Gui was still reluctant to take his seat, but the bus didn't care about it. After starting, it headed towards the next stop.
The carriage fell into an eerie calm, filled with an extremely depressing atmosphere. Such an abnormal situation made people feel like a disaster was imminent.
The old foreign corpse was wandering around, seeming hesitant to immediately clean up the people who threatened him in the carriage.
“S-level, this is definitely an S-level terrifying ghost. Are all supernatural incidents abroad so severe?”
Wang Chaling's pupils shrank slightly and his heart beat fiercely. He also saw that the supernatural bus could not completely suppress the ghost.
"Something is wrong! How could this damn Wang Chaling put such a terrifying ghost in the car? This garbage driver is simply incompetent."
He Tianxiong's long-suppressed emotions became He became irritable and almost couldn't help but explode without hesitation, but he finally held back and tried his best to slow down his breathing while taking out a scapegoat doll from his arms.
At this time.
The dead eyes of the old foreign corpse stared straight at Liang Xingyang. His stiff body suddenly moved and he quickly pulled out the cross that penetrated his heart.
Liang Xingyang's eyes turned cold, and he didn't hesitate to take action when he saw this. He couldn't care if he would be targeted by other evil spirits if he took action in the car. He wanted to strike first.
His whole body was swallowed up by the rich darkness, leaving a black coffin standing upright on his seat, as if it was condensed from pure darkness.
The old foreign corpse made a movement, and the blood-stained cross emitted a rich blood light, and a ghostly ghost was emitting that was enough to make people dizzy and nauseated.
But the next moment.
The black coffin lid also moved open a gap, and a large area of darkness spread out to confront the bloody light. A terrifying supernatural confrontation exploded in the carriage.
The supernatural bus that was running normally came to a sudden stop and stopped on the spot. The passengers and ghosts on the seats couldn't help but shake their bodies.
But the supernatural confrontation has just begun.
The moment blood and darkness collided, the rich blood color quickly faded, and part of the darkness was soaked in blood and turned scarlet. It was difficult to distinguish between the two ghosts.
The next moment, countless white real palms emerged from the darkness, shaking towards the old foreign corpse.
Inviting ghosts!
The bloody light on the cross began to flicker unsteadily for a few times.
The old foreign corpse also walked uncontrollably, but with a sudden movement of his arm, there was a foreign object squirming under the cuffs of the tattered tuxedo. Under the influence of the ghost-calling spirit, countless ghosts immediately flew out, eliminating the ghost-calling. The impact of ability.
The old corpse ignored it and walked towards the black coffin with heavy steps. It began to make a hoarse and strange sound from its withered mouth, and launched a third attack.
Inside the carriage.
Wang Chaling summoned the first and second generations of the Wang family to protect him, and a large amount of blood oozed out strangely from the Yintang. Just when he was frightened in his heart, he felt that his sense of the body suddenly disappeared, and his consciousness seemed to be controlled by someone. A kind of supernatural power is stripped away.
At the critical moment, the black round hat he wore on his head heard the roar of a fierce ghost. The mouth of the hat suddenly expanded in a circle and swallowed his head in one bite.
"Grandpa and grandma, protect me."
Wang Chaling's vision went dark, his mouth squirmed and he dropped a sentence, his body went limp, and he fell down on his seat, his life or death unknown.
The entire Wang family gathered around him and paid no attention to the supernatural confrontation nearby.
And the other side.
He Tianxiong only felt a slight sting in his mind, and a struggling force came from his hand. He looked down and his pupils shrank slightly.
The scapegoat seemed to be drunk, its arms were holding its little head, and a large amount of blood was oozing from the area between its eyebrows.
However, as a supernatural prop, the scapegoat does not store consciousness on it. It is very effective to withstand this kind of attack that only targets consciousness, and it is not destroyed immediately.
The carriage at this time became extremely dangerous. He Tianxiong watched anxiously, but he did not dare to move easily for fear of being targeted by the evil ghost. This is an S-level ghost, and he has absolutely no power to resist.
The souls pouring out of the black tuxedo cuffs of the foreign male corpse turned into a torrent, pouring into the black coffin one by one,
These dead souls seem to come from living people. There is no limit on the number. It is likely to be a confrontation between infinite supernatural beings and infinite supernatural beings.
The old foreign corpse was holding the cross and approaching the coffin erected on the seat step by step. The blood light stopped the fading, but when it reached a certain distance, the old foreign corpse suddenly stopped.
Because an old woman with a wrinkled face and a rusty coffin nail appeared out of thin air near the black coffin: Meng Xiaodong.
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