"I finally left that weird village. It was really dangerous just now. God knows what kind of danger would have happened if the bus had been parked there. It's finally safe now."

"We have survived another crisis. It seems that the danger of overloading the supernatural bus is still controllable."

On the supernatural bus, the other survivors suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

They felt lucky that Yang Jian and that guy named Zhou Deng didn't target them.

"This Yang Jian is so cruel."

Qin Kai and Da Qiang looked at Yang Jian in the driver's seat with lingering fears, with the same thought in their minds.

The messenger on the fourth floor killed him immediately without any hesitation.

It can be seen that the guy who was killed just now is also very capable and smart. The moment he knew that he was being targeted, he resisted and even wanted to kill Yang Jian.

There is nothing wrong with a series of practices.

Otherwise they would do the same thing.

However, the gap is too big, so they can only be killed alive.

"If Wang Feng had taken action just now, he might not have really had a chance to overthrow Yang Jian here. On the bus, the supernatural power was suppressed, and it was the same for everyone. The supernatural power we control is not as good as Yang Jian, so this

It actually has an advantage for us. If we can't win against Yang Jian under this situation, then we really have no chance."

I don't know why, the eagle's eyes flickered, but he was thinking about this problem.

"However, Wang Feng seems to have acquiesced to Yang Jian's action and did not react. Is he afraid?"

Then, the eagle glanced at Wang Feng again.

Wang Feng, however, sat in his position with a normal expression, seemingly indifferent to the death of his companion just now.

Liu Qingqing didn't pay attention to what happened just now. Many memory fragments appeared in her mind. Those memories did not belong to her and were some side effects caused by the supernatural influence.

So she had been deep in thought ever since that weird old woman got in the car.

"In the situation just now, Yang Jian didn't choose to take action against me..." Yang Xiaohua felt an unexpected feeling at this moment.

She is an ordinary person. In the situation just now, there is nothing better than clearing out an ordinary person and making room for her.

Because there is no risk in killing her, and you won't even offend anyone.

Yang Xiaohua is the messenger on the second floor. There is no companion in this messenger team, and she is the kind who can be abandoned at any time.

"Captain is taking this opportunity to eliminate an unstable factor." Li Yang understood clearly.

The reason why Yang Jian chose that courier was not because he had any grudge against each other, but because the courier had a certain level of strength. In addition, the two sides had fought in the ghost post office before, so the hidden dangers were eliminated in advance.

After all, there is still a long way to go, and we will definitely encounter other dangers.

If someone else takes revenge on Yang Jian when danger comes, it will be fatal.

"And if the ghost wants to sit down, two people must get off the car to vacate the seat. This is something that cannot be avoided. Even if the captain doesn't take action, other people in the carriage will not be able to help but start fighting." Li Yang

I shook my head slightly in my heart.

This is a very cruel reality.

If two people have to die, no one wants to be the one to die.

That Zhou Deng also stood up in time, and joined forces with Yang Jian, each killing one, which stabilized the situation without causing everyone to join forces to resist.

"I hope there won't be any ghosts getting on the bus at the next stop." Li Yang thought to himself.

now.

Silence returned to the carriage.

It was as if nothing had happened just now. No one would talk about the two dead people. The remaining people would just be grateful that they were safe. After all, there were more people who died on this bus than just those people.

two.

Yang Jian returned to his seat at this moment but continued to study how to drive the bus.

It seems that he did not go to kill someone just now, but went for a walk in the carriage and then came back.

He saw clearly when the bus stopped just now. When the bus stopped just now, the door was opened and the indicator lights of the two switches on the dashboard next to it were on. In other words, just using these switches can control the up and down of the bus.

car door.

"I may not be able to completely control the steering wheel of the bus, but I should have no problem controlling the door opening and closing of the bus."

Yang Jian was thoughtful, thinking that if he succeeded, he could seize part of the control and minimize the dangers on the supernatural bus.

He glanced briefly inside the car.

The number of ghosts reached a staggering 13.

It's really shocking. Once the bus is unlucky and stalls, it will be really interesting.

Everyone in the car and the ghosts got out of the car.

Without the protection of the bus, with so many ghosts and people gathered together, they would be destroyed in an instant.

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel chills in his heart when he thought of this.

"We must find a way to control the door opening and closing of the bus. Otherwise, if the bus stalls, I can't even guarantee whether any of these 13 ghosts will be capable of erasing the consciousness of living people."

He didn't want to sit still and thought about taking control of the supernatural bus. Even gaining a small part of the control would be a good thing.

The supernatural bus is still driving on the endless road.

The road was winding, and the distance was dim and oppressive, making it impossible to see clearly. The place illuminated by the car lights was only an endless deserted open space and a strange old forest. There were no modern buildings, nor any other passing vehicles or living people.

The bus stop seems to have become the intersection between reality and strange places, and the bus is only responsible for connecting these points.

But platforms are not available everywhere.

The distance between this station and the next station seems to be quite far.

The bus had been driving for at least twenty minutes, and only then did some changes occur around it.

Street lights began to appear on the dark road.

Street lights stood in rows beside the road, illuminating the surrounding area.

As the bus continued to move forward, it unknowingly arrived at a very ordinary small county town. However, this small county town revealed something a little unusual because it was too quiet. There was no one on the streets or on the road. It was so empty.

A dead city.

However, in the small county town, the street lights are on, and some shop signs have lights on them. The streets are clean and tidy, and there are no overgrown weeds. They are obviously well maintained.

If there were no people living there, this small county would not be so complete.

"The second stop is coming, but where is this damn place?"

"Who knew, these are the architectural styles and decoration styles of the 1990s. I have searched all over the country and can't find such a county."

"It's best not to see ghosts near the station."

The people in the carriage became nervous again.

At this moment, the car is still full. If a ghost gets on the car, it means someone has to get off to make room.

soon.

The location of the platform appears.

It was at the intersection of a street.

The crossroads is very wide and extends in all directions, connecting the county. What is incredible is that there is an old copper basin in the middle of the road hole. The copper basin is filled with paper dust. It seems that someone has been here before.

Paper was burned at intersections to pay homage to the souls of the dead.

The ashes are still very new, as if they happened within the past three days.

And there is unburned yellow paper nearby.

The size of the yellow paper and the style look familiar...

suddenly.

Someone reacted and turned to look at a cold, stiff corpse in the carriage.

The corpse had a sallow complexion and was lifeless. His face was covered with a piece of yellow paper, covering his eyes, nose, and mouth, and he didn't breathe at all. There was only the outline of a human face, which looked very strange.

"The same yellow paper? How is this possible?"

"Is this ghost from this place? Otherwise, why would there be this yellow paper stuck on its face?"

"The good news is, there are no ghosts near the platform."

The bus arrived at the stop now and stopped steadily at this intersection.

The car door suddenly opened.

A scene suddenly happened at this intersection. A cold wind suddenly rose up and blew around. The paper dust in the copper basin placed in the middle of the road was blown all over the sky. There was a kind of feeling in the air.

Burnt smell.

Moreover, there is still a lot of unburned yellow paper left in the copper basin.

These yellow papers were flying all over the sky, and one was lingering at this intersection and never left, which seemed very unusual.
To be continued...