Chapter 85 Getting out of the car
“Damn it! My shroud!”
Watching the Graveweeper preparing to get out of the car with his shroud, Marriott immediately became anxious.
The shroud is very useful, at least so far it has not failed. If Yang Jian is asked to exchange an item from the Graveweeper for Marriott's shroud, then Marriott is absolutely unwilling.
Wan Hao didn't care about the sudden appearance of the old grave. Although he knew that this kind of ghost that could invade the supernatural land was terrifying, Wan Hao had no intention of confronting the lonely grave. He just wanted to get the shroud back.
The ghost's hand clenches into a fist.
Hit the Graveweeper's back with a left hook, and immediately added a right hook that was fused with the ghost's nails!
Twice the ghost hands had supernatural effects on the Graveweeper. The Graveweeper, which had been suppressed by the shroud for most of its supernatural powers, was directly punched to the ground with two punches.
Marriott is also betting that this lonely grave is not scary enough to get in the car and fuck him.
Although it was a gamble, Marriott made the right bet, and the lonely grave still stood in place without any other action.
The Graveweeper fell to the ground and stopped moving for a moment. Wan Hao stepped forward and stomped on the Graveweeper's head. The ghostly leather shoes' fatal supernatural power also acted on the Graveweeper.
You will die if you touch it with ghost hands, and you will die if you step on it with ghost leather shoes.
Pressed to form!
Marriott immediately started peeling off the shroud.
Yang Jian's eyelids jumped when he saw this scene. When he first met Wanhao, he was punched to the ground by Wanhao...
It looked like gangsters were fighting, but in fact, a terrifying supernatural suppression had been formed. It wasn't until Marriott peeled off the shroud again that the Graveweeper started to move again.
Because once the shroud no longer entangles the ghost, it will no longer be able to suppress it.
‘This ghost is quite strong. As soon as the shroud was taken off, the ghost hands and ghost leather shoes didn’t suppress it. Is it because of the solitary grave? ’
Wan Hao thought to himself.
‘It is necessary to keep touching the ghost hand to form a long-term suppression. After the ghost hand leaves, the supernatural being will be dispersed by the ghost, and the more terrifying the supernatural being, the faster it will recover...'
As the ghost hands were used more and more often, Marriott gradually figured out some "games".
The Graveweeper, who lost the suppression of the shroud, stood up, his dark and hollow face seemed to be looking at Marriott, and then continued to get out of the car and set foot on the trail.
And as the Graveweeper Ghost stepped onto the trail, the entire road suddenly disappeared, and the lone grave at the end also disappeared.
The doors close and the bus restarts.
“It seems that getting rid of that thing is really dangerous!”
Marriott Versailles breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his seat.
When putting the shroud back into the gold box, Marriott was surprised to find that there was a pack of cigarettes in his backpack.
He quickly opened the package and clicked it, took a deep breath and looked at Yang Jian and asked.
"What the hell did you take down that actually caused the ghost behind the Grave Crying Ghost to stop the bus."
As he spoke, Wan Hao paused and frowned. He continued: "It's strange, how come all the ghosts I encountered these days have backgrounds..."
At this time, Yang Jian also took out the face covering in his hand and spread it out for the two of them to look at. He had never had time to look at it before.
The white cloth is rough and old. It is not so much white cloth as it has been dyed gray, a little dirty, and the outline of a crying face is printed on it.
Turn over the other side and it still has the outline of a crying face. Other than that, there is nothing special about it.
"Ghostface?"
Marriott thought about his own Ghostface mask.
Yang Jian thought of Tong Qian with a grimace.
"The cry before was this ghost face? It was really scary. Just a ghost has the superimposed supernatural effect... So what kind of existence is buried in the lonely grave..."
Wan Hao couldn't help but feel horrified, and he couldn't help but feel lucky that such a terrifying ghost did not appear in the real world.
Wan Hao was surprised when he looked at the ghostly face on the face mask, thinking that it might be a puzzle piece with his own ghostly face mask.
The crying face makes a sound to perform supernatural powers, while the mask needs to be seen.
Crying Face kills people by crying, but Wan Hao doesn't understand the killing method of Ghost Face Mask. He only knows that it can affect people's emotions. He has seen different Ghost Face Masks three times, but he has never been attacked by supernatural beings.
The same thing is that both are expressions!
At four o'clock in the morning, the bus passed a very strange place.
That's a cemetery!
Wan Hao was so frightened that he thought the grave-crying ghost had brought ghosts to seek revenge.
There are densely packed grave mounds on both sides of the road. Each grave mound is raised like a hill. Some of the grave mounds have tombstones with a vague portrait of a person printed on them.
Some grave mounds are sunken, as if something inside has left the grave mound and cannot support the uplift of the grave mound.
‘Some graves still have bowls placed in front of them... as tributes? Or some kind of supernatural thing? ’ Marriott thought to himself.
But because the vehicle is moving and the light outside is poor, only a blurry outline can be seen.
The edge of this grave mound cannot be seen at a glance, extending into the dark depths in the distance.
This is another mysterious place that cannot be understood.
There are so many grave mounds that make people feel numb, and there is something strange and ominous about them everywhere. It is much more serious than the single solitary grave that I saw when I picked up the Grave Crying Ghost before.
"If the bus stops here, it will not be fully loaded instantly..."
Everyone looks ugly when they see this cemetery.
At this moment Wanhao suddenly remembered a person he fought against during the Tongling period.
Cemetery, Luo Qian!
'At that time, Luo Qian seemed to have said that he was a cemetery...Does he have any connection with this cemetery...'
The bus was on this road surrounded by graves. I drove on the road for ten minutes without leaving this cemetery. You can imagine how big it is here!
"Yang Jian, did you find anything wrong?" Wan Hao asked.
Yang Jian nodded and said: "Did you also notice that although there are many graves here, there is not a single ghost!"
"Indeed, there must be ghosts inside, but they seem to be confined here, unable to leave or move around."
Marriott expressed his guess.
Suddenly.
Wan Hao saw that the continuous cemetery along the road suddenly broke off, leaving an empty space.
There is a road in the clearing that leads directly to a small hill.
On a hill surrounded by grave mounds, a small wooden house sits there.
The wooden house is old, in disrepair, and crumbling, as if it will fall apart if kicked a few times.
Five-thirty in the morning.
In front of the bus, a city suddenly appeared in the distance. Although it was impossible to tell which city it was, the city was shining brightly and could be seen from a distance.
As the vehicle drove, the distance got closer and closer. Only then did Marriott conclude that this was indeed a city and not an illusion.
If nothing else happens, according to the current driving trajectory of the bus, it will drive into the city.
"The opportunity to get off the bus has come. Do you want to get off?" Yang Jian looked at Wan Hao and asked. (End of this chapter)