Chapter 47 The bus starts again
“We must leave here immediately!”
Su Mubai’s eyes moved slightly.
He felt that if he continued to stay on the second floor of the castle, he would be targeted by the ghost painting sooner or later. He was not a match for the ghost painting yet.
"Bah." He put his hand on the window sill and prepared to jump out of the window.
The stairs leading from the second floor of the castle to the lobby on the first floor are already occupied by the woman in the painting wearing red European-style clothes.
If Su Mubai wanted to take the stairs down to the first floor, he would definitely pass by the woman in red. This is very dangerous. If you get too close to a ghost, you will have a high chance of being directly attacked by the ghost!
"I wonder if there are any restrictions in this castle. If you leave through the window, will you be targeted by the ghosts in the castle." Su Mubai thought.
Looking back, Su Mubai jumped out of the window without any pause. His upper body had already stretched out of the window, and the area below the waist was still within the castle.
“It is much safer to be targeted by a ghost in the castle than to stay in the castle or face the ghost paintings!”
Su Mubai kicked hard with both feet. Immediately, the whole person jumped out of the window on the second floor of the castle and fell towards the ground.
The second floor of the castle is about five meters above the ground.
If a normal person jumped from this height, if they paid attention to how to unload the force, there wouldn't be any big problem, let alone Su Mubai.
With his current body, let alone the second floor, even if he falls from a height of two hundred or two thousand floors, he will be fine if he hits the ground head first.
This world is like this, and physical aspects can no longer cause the slightest harm to ghosts.
The only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts!
Use supernatural beings to fight other supernatural beings!
There is no other way. No matter it's the so-called Taoist talismans, swords, guns, clubs, or even hot weapons, they can't cause any harm to the evil spirits!
Even if you chop the ghost into pieces and burn it to ashes with fire, it is useless. The ghost will still appear again in an incomprehensible way.
So when ordinary people encounter evil spirits, they can only look at their fate and wish for good luck. If you are lucky enough to find the murderous pattern of the ghost, you may still have a chance to struggle, otherwise you will have to wait for death!
"Crack!"
The moment Su Mubai jumped out of the window, a cold, stiff, pale, blood-stained palm appeared on the back of his neck.
Blood was still flowing out of the palm of his hand, and a cold breath instantly rushed towards Su Mubai's neck.
At this moment, Su Mubai seemed to be targeted by a certain ghost in the castle.
It seems that something he did when he jumped out of the window triggered the other party's killing pattern, and he was directly attacked by the ghost!
"Crash..."
The ghost shroud danced without any wind, lifted up a corner of its collar, and resisted the invasion of this palm.
"The evil ghost who came to the door?" Su Mubai's eyes were cold, his body was still in the air, and the right hand holding the coffin nail was piercing the back of his neck.
"Poof!"
The rusty coffin nail pierced the palm directly, and the strange blood-stained palm instantly lost the ability to move and was restricted by the coffin nail.
"Plop" sound.
Almost at the same time, Su Mubai's body also fell to the ground. However, due to the attack by the ghost just now, he did not have time to correct his landing posture.
Therefore, the face hit first!
This height will not have any impact on him. Standing up, Su Mubai put the pierced and bloody palm in front of his eyes and looked at it.
"This palm... is not a ghost! It's just something that is supernaturally extended, similar to Yang Jian's ghost hand and the ghost rope in the original work."
"The real source of the evil ghost should still be in the castle at this time!" Su Mubai turned around, glanced at the gate of the castle behind him, and frowned.
"The 'ghost painting' in the castle is probably not a real ghost painting. The source is not here, but the painting is connected to the real ghost painting, so it belongs to the supernatural invasion in the ghost painting. Come here!”
Su Mubai remembered clearly that the source of the ghost paintings in the mysterious recovery had been tried to contain by a team of top foreign ghost masters.
Although the team of top ghost masters failed in the end, they also succeeded in piercing Gui Hua's hands with a golden candlestick.
This also gives some hope to the latecomers, at least they can tell whether what they encounter is the real source of supernatural beings!
Judging from the current point of time, the golden candlestick should still be in Gui Hua's hands.
But when Su Mubai was on the second floor of the castle, he saw clearly that there were no golden candlesticks on the pale palms of the woman in red.
Therefore, Su Mubai concluded that the ‘ghost paintings’ in the castle were not the real source of the supernatural!
“But even so, the scope covered by this gray ghost land is amazing.” Su Mubai looked into the distance.
The ghost realm of ghost paintings spreads very quickly, and as far as the eye can see, it is a gray world. Paper dust keeps falling in the sky.
Even the road the bus is on, including the supernatural places further away, are covered by the gray ghost realm!
………………
“Have other ghosts come out of the castle?”
Su Mubai’s gaze shifted to what was in front of him On the road not far away, corpses with horrifying looks were lying scattered beside the road.
There was no one alive standing next to the stalled bus, and the surroundings were all the bodies of the passengers who had got off the bus.
"The ghost controller who was sitting in the last row has also disappeared. Is he dead? The ghost in his body revived, controlled his body and left?"
Su Mubai glanced around the bus After looking around, Xu Feng was not found.
"The interval between parking and when I came out of the castle should be almost ten minutes, and the bus should be starting again soon!" Su Mubai thought to himself.
"Didi didi~~~"
It seems to be to confirm Su Mubai's conjecture.
Not long after, the bus parked on the roadside suddenly sounded its horn. Then, the two headlights in front of the car suddenly came on, and the lights in the car were also turned on.
In the carriage, the deathly silent darkness disappeared, and the stalled bus started again at this time.
“Let’s go!” Seeing the car start, Su Mubai’s eyes lit up and he walked quickly towards the road where the bus was.
Tap tap tap!
The dull sound of footsteps sounded.
Su Mubai walked quickly on the road. There were street lights on both sides of the road. All the street lights were on at this time.
But the light is a weird green color!
Su Mubai could feel the strangeness of these two rows of street lamps. An inexplicable supernatural power was gathering around the lights of the street lamps.
However, Su Mubai has no idea of exploring the street lights now. The supernatural bus has returned to normal, and he must get on the bus before the door closes.
"Although the ghostly realm of ghost paintings is scary, it should not affect the bus!" Su Mubai looked at the bus covered by the ghostly realm in front of him and thought to himself.
While thinking, Su Mubai couldn't help but speed up his steps again.
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Ps: The following is not included in the word count of the main text of this chapter! ! !
Well, please stop talking about little ink, or being short and weak, crying...
I think, since I have opened this copy, I want to explain something, Gu It’s clear what’s inside the fort.
If we only consider the progress of the plot, Xiao Mo can let the protagonist jump out of the window and get in the car directly, and then arrange several supernatural locations later to connect the subsequent plot.
But Xiao Mo feels that this is not necessary. Now that I have written it, Xiao Mo wants to write it well!
Although Xiao Mo’s writing style is very young and poor, at least he is trying hard. From one update a day before to two updates a day now, all the friends who read it from the beginning should be Got it.
If you don’t like it, don’t spray it, okay, hehehe……(☆☆)
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