The supernatural bus was getting slower and slower now, and finally stopped at this stop.
This site is very special. There is an endless cemetery on the left and right. There are raised old graves everywhere in the cemetery. These old graves look peaceful, but in fact everyone knows that there may be burials inside.
There are many evil ghosts who are just sleeping in old graves, waiting for the moment they wake up.
"Yang Jian, have you really decided? You can't change your mind." Sister Hong, who was sitting on the bus, asked again.
Yang Jian said: "Since you have the attitude to deal with the problem, then I will make a concession and let these five people stay in the supernatural land forever and not appear in reality. I can pretend that this matter never happened.
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"Isn't it okay for me to vouch for them? After all, I am also a top ghost controller during the Republic of China. I have done my best to deal with supernatural events. I have finally resurrected my life. How can I be qualified to guarantee it for a few people?
None?" Sister Hong said.
"You also said that you are Sister Hong, not Zhang Youhong. The Zhang Youhong in the past is dead. You are now a brand new existence born from the combination of Zhang Youhong and Liu Qingqing. You are not qualified to talk about the past. You want to talk to me
The glory of the past is comparable to Zhang Dong's." Yang Jian stopped the bus at this moment and opened the door, then stood up and said: "If you want to guarantee it, then let the only remaining drugstore owner come and talk to me.
, I’m afraid you won’t be able to please that old man.”
The drugstore owner is the last living top ghost controller in the Republic of China. Strictly speaking, Sister Hong is not one. At most, she just woke up again with the help of supernatural powers, which is no longer pure.
"Will you give in if you ask him to guarantee it?" Sister Hong thought briefly.
But then a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. That guy would never vouch for her. His ideas were very stubborn. Like Yang Jian, he believed that people from the old era should not cause trouble anymore and should be eliminated. The era is
He is a newcomer. If you find him, he might be more ruthless than Yang Jian.
Moreover, I and others had made an agreement at the beginning, but it was I who violated the agreement and allowed the five ghost controllers from the Republic of China period to resurrect in modern times.
"Oh, then there's no more talk?" Sister Hong sighed faintly. Seeing her reaction, Ri Yangjian immediately said coldly: "Even you don't have the confidence to persuade your former teammates to provide price guarantees, and you still think this matter is
Is that right? You are too willful. If you abandon those five people from the Republic of China, I can pretend that nothing has happened. I will drive you back to reality. This is your final warning."
"Also, don't think that my control is too lenient. I am the captain of the law enforcement team. I have the right to decide to kill some potential criminals."
Threats, and you know, I have no personal grudge against you." He has no grudge against Sister Hong and the five people behind her. But he has reason to believe that if Sister Hong and these five people are left alone, there will be trouble in the future.
Disasters happen because they do not belong to the modern era, they have no sense of belonging to this era, and they have no relatives or friends to restrain them.
It is impossible for them to wake up and just retire directly to their old age without doing anything.
Sister Hong fell silent at this moment.
"Get out of the car, I'm going to turn off the engine. This time
The ghost of the car must also be cleared away and cannot be transported to reality.
Yang Jian no longer gave Sister Hong time to think, and he stopped the bus again without hesitation.
As soon as the vehicle was turned off, the lights in the bus immediately began to flicker, as if they were about to go out at any time, and the surrounding light became darker and darker, and a darkness began to flood everything in the car.
After turning off the engine and opening the door, Yang Jian could ignore the operating rules of the bus and get off directly from the door.
After he got out of the car, he quickly distanced himself away from the vehicle. "Stop the engine again? Aren't you trying to kill me?"
The only surviving ghost master was crying without tears at this moment.
But I had no choice but to rush out of the bus and find a place to hide to see if I could survive.
Zhang Youhong, we join forces to kill him, and this matter is over. What are you hesitating about? This is nothing like you before. In the past, you would never talk so much nonsense to this person and just kill him casually.
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The man wearing a long robe and tattered glasses said in a deep voice, and Sister Hong said: "The times are different. That era belongs to us. We lead that era, and everything
Of course those who hinder us can be eliminated, but this era belongs to him. To oppose him is to oppose the entire supernatural circle. We are remnants of the previous era, and we can no longer help ourselves."
"Then he can't just put his knife on our necks. We are just trying to survive. Is there anything wrong with that?"
The person who spoke was a woman. She was wearing a tattered long skirt. She looked very quiet, but her whole body was lifeless, and there was no trace of life.
Sister Hong stood up from her seat and sighed: "You are right, I was wrong. I was not willing to be eliminated by the times, and wanted to let people from the past reappear in this world, so I did not hesitate to violate taboos. Forget it.
Let’s talk about this now
It’s meaningless, let’s go, we should get off the bus, the bus stalls and we can’t stay on the bus anymore, this matter must have an outcome no matter what.”
At this moment, the carriage was completely dark, and the lights were almost completely extinguished.
At this last moment, Sister Hong finally got out of the car, and the other five people followed closely behind.
"The road disappeared?"
After Yang Jian left the bus, he realized that the road under his feet had disappeared. The place where he stood was a cemetery, surrounded by old graves.
Obviously, the road just now was created by the supernatural bus and was not the original road to the cemetery. Now that the bus has stalled, the road has naturally disappeared.
"It's good that the road has disappeared, so as to save people from escaping along that road. Without the help of buses, it is estimated that it will be difficult for a living person to get out of this cemetery." Then.
The only surviving ghost rider in the carriage rushed down. He looked around in confusion, not knowing
Where to go? In the end, I could only find a relatively flat place to hide, not wanting to interfere with what was going to happen next.
About ten seconds passed after this survivor. Sister Hong got off the bus before it was completely shrouded in darkness. Also getting off the bus were five people from the Republic of China period.
People, obviously they didn’t dare to stay in the carriage after turning off the engine. This is the place where the owner of the cemetery, Luo Qian, stayed during his lifetime, but he should be dead at this time, and his body is buried somewhere.”
Yang Jian had a general understanding of this supernatural place because he saw a small wooden house not far from the cemetery.
Although the wooden house is dilapidated and old, there is no doubt that someone lived here before.
With a quick glance, the situation inside the wooden house came into view.
There was nothing inside, except for a dusty hard bed and a small wooden table with an old enamel cup placed on the table.
Although ghost controllers can survive by relying on supernatural powers and do not need to maintain their daily necessities, Luo Qian's
This cabin was too simple, and there might be some other things there that he might have brought into the grave to be buried with him.
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and found an old enamel cup in his hand.
Since this thing was used by Luo Qian before his death, it can be handed over to He Yin'er as a medium in the future to use it again to summon spirits.
After all, if you don't take it, it's nothing. It's a waste to keep it here.
He threw the enamel cup away and immediately sank into the puddle of water at his feet.
"Yang Jian, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. If you really want to take action, I will tell you responsibly. It may not be us but you who are buried here. It is not easy for you to survive until now.
There is no need to lose your life because of a dispute of temper, so it is not too late to take back this idea."
Sister Hong said very seriously. At the same time, she did not expect that Yang Jian was so confident and did not take action first.
"As you said, bury the five people behind you here and prohibit them from appearing in reality. We can reconcile. The person who caused the trouble is not me, but you." Yang Jian's attitude is still tough.
"The world is so big, why can't it accommodate the five of them?" Sister Hong continued to ask.
Yang Jian said: "Because the five of them are not people, but ghosts. You have always missed the past and thought that they would still be alive after waking up. In fact, this is just your wishful thinking. If I let you leave with these five people,
, then you will definitely suffer backlash from these five people. I am helping you correct your mistakes. Don’t be stubborn.
Their resurrection is completely different from yours." Sister Hong's eyes moved and she looked at the five people behind her: "You are too worried, they are normal."
"Have you been to Whitewater Town?"
Yang Jian continued: "There is a road of dead souls in Baishui Town, where you can see all the dead souls. If someone takes the souls out, the souls will be resurrected and become a living person, but the living time will be very short.
, and as time goes by, the nature of the evil ghost gradually emerges."
"The five people behind you are currently in a newly resurrected state like the dead souls. Of course, the consciousness of the living has the upper hand now, but as time goes by, their ghostly nature will gradually emerge, and in the end they will be neither human nor ghosts.
A huge hazard."
"Since you were the top ghost controller during the Republic of China in your last life, it's impossible that you can't see through this. Why are you still
He insists on his own ideas and is nothing more than a fan of the authorities."
"So let it go now. I can work with you to cut off your past, bury it here, and then completely appear in the world as Sister Hong. This is my last gift to you older generation.
Respected.
If it were anyone else, Yang Jian would have taken action long ago, but for Hong Kong, who tried his best to deal with the supernatural in the previous era,
Sister, he was more patient and did not speak.
Very good, you have exhausted the last of my patience with you people from the Republic of China." Yang Jian saw Sister Hong's attitude and understood her attitude. The final negotiation failed.
The next moment, a bright golden light appeared. This light instantly dispelled the surrounding darkness, and at the same time it also carried a terrifying burning heat, as if it was going to ignite everything around it.
The will-o'-the-wisp is burning, and then blocked by the ghost realm, forming a terrifying cage from which no one can escape.
Sister Hong didn't say anything. She knew that it was inevitable that Yang Jian would take action. If that was the case, let's see who survives first regardless of whether it was right or wrong.
Taking a step forward, her red cheongsam remained motionless under the burning of the ghost fire, and even emitted a faint red light. At the same time, she blocked the invasion of the ghost realm, and there was still darkness behind her, which could not be illuminated by light.
Difang.
And those five people who recovered from the Republic of China period are now hiding in the shadows to avoid Yang Jian's attack.
"Can you block my attack?" Suddenly.
Yang Jian's figure emerged from the light and appeared behind Sister Hong.
The moment this appeared, a red spear forcibly broke through the blockade and looked at one of the men wearing a long gown and ragged eyes.
This cold young man was hated by Yang Jianji because of what he said before, and now he is the one who kills him first. "We seem to have been underestimated. It is really naive to want to kill us so easily."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth with ragged eyes. He raised his head slightly and glanced at Yang Jian.