Under the dim sky, on a winding road, a bus was driving crookedly on the road. On the bus, the old woman looked at the bride who had returned to her seat, wiped the sweat from her face, and felt helpless:
"This bride was so fierce, I almost didn't stop her, but luckily she was on a bus, otherwise the old lady would have been carried here today."
Looking at the corpses scattered around, these are all the passengers who did not get off the bus before. Now they are all dead. Oh, no, there is still one alive.
The old woman turned her head and looked at the young man lying motionless in the aisle, with some relief on her face:
"This kid still has some abilities. Although he is not as good as those two young men, he is still pretty good."
The old woman nodded, sat back on her seat, and gently rubbed her waist. This time it was a big loss. Looking at the empty basket next to her, the old woman felt very distressed:
"Oh, not only will we no longer be able to ride on the bus, but even the people who eat will have to be remade."
During this confrontation with the bride, everyone on the bus lay dead except for the young man who was sleeping on the ground and the old woman herself.
At this moment, the young man who was lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of horror, he raised his head and glanced around, feeling a little confused.
Lin Bei was very confused now. Looking at the scattered corpses around him, Lin Bei became even more confused. At this time, Lin Bei had only one thought in his mind:
"Aren't I on the bus? How could I be attacked by a ghost? And I was attacked by such a terrifying ghost."
"Weren't the evil ghosts suppressed on the bus? Why would there be such a thing as an attack by a evil ghost?"
Now Lin Bei was very confused. Looking at Xu Feng, who was lying motionless on the ground and had been violently dead for a long time, Lin Bei swallowed his saliva:
"Am I still dreaming?"
At this moment, an old voice came:
"Young man, are you awake? Are you going to sleep?"
Lin Bei was startled when he suddenly heard the voice of a living person. He stood up abruptly and looked in the direction of the sound. His face was full of vigilance. When he saw that it was the old woman, he felt relieved again.
Take a breath.
But just when Lin Bei was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a beautiful bride sitting not far from the old woman. With just one glance, Lin Qian froze, her eyes filled with fear.
When the old woman saw Lin Bei's appearance, she smiled and said:
"Young man, it's okay. The bride won't do anything on the bus for the time being. You can rest assured, you are safe now."
As soon as Lin Bei heard what the old woman said, he looked down at Xu Feng, who had died suddenly. He digested the current situation with a stiff face. After looking at the old woman, Lin Bei nodded silently:
"Well, I understand..."
Seeing Lin Bei's fearful look, the old woman shook her head and said nothing. She turned to look out the window. At this time, the bus had already arrived in front of a village.
Looking at the village shrouded in darkness, the old woman sighed, waited for the bus to stop, and got off the bus with slow steps.
Lin Bei looked at the old woman walking into the village and felt relieved. But at this moment, the bride, who was sitting motionless in the seat, suddenly stood up, walked towards the rear door, and got out of the car.
Lin Bei looked at the bride passing by him, swallowed his saliva, and did not dare to move. He was deeply afraid that he would be killed by the bride accidentally. Xu Feng's body was lying there. It was simply shocking and horrible...
…
Fortunately, the bride did not attack him. Instead, she got out of the car and walked slowly toward the road where the bus came from. However, within a moment, the bride disappeared into the darkness.
Lin Bei looked at all this and felt completely relieved. Looking at the scattered corpses around him, Lin Bei was secretly shocked:
"It turns out that it's not safe on the bus. If you encounter a fierce ghost, you will still be attacked..."
At this time, the bus had started, and the door slowly closed. Looking at the scenery that started to reverse, Lin Bei's heart was filled with confusion and confusion. He had suffered a disaster today.
He was sleeping well on the bus, but he was attacked inexplicably. If the ghost he controlled was not special, he might be like Xu Feng. He didn't even have a chance to resist and died suddenly...
Looking at the dead Xu Feng, Lin Bei swallowed his saliva and made a decision in his heart:
"If I meet that bride in the car next time, I will get off directly, even if I get off in a supernatural place, MD, that bride is too fierce, and that old woman is also ridiculously strong, this is what people can do
To what extent? It’s simply off the charts.”
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In the green ghost area, Lin Qian's face suddenly changed as he was digging a grave. He turned his head and looked in one direction, but there was darkness over there, and there was nothing else, but Lin Qian's face was extremely expressionless.
gloomy:
"Sure enough, just as I thought, the bride got out of the car and came towards me."
Looking at the seemingly eternal darkness, Lin Qian's eyes were filled with coldness. He felt the ghost painting's increase in supernatural powers, and found that it was almost 40 percent complete. At most, it would only take twenty or thirty to become a powerful ghost.
Sensing this situation, Lin Qian did not hesitate and sped up the digging of the grave. As Lin Qian quickened his movements, starving ghosts appeared around one by one and walked towards the mass grave.
Under the dim sky, there are many lonely graves. Occasionally, a wailing sound can be heard from the depths of the mass graves, but it just passes by in a flash. In the darkness, there is a disheveled figure kneeling in front of a grave. The figure
The skin is dry and black, the head is lowered, and there are occasional chewing sounds from the mouth, which means that this is not a human, but a ghost.
A breeze blew by, causing hair to fly. I don't know how long it took, but the sound of chewing slowly disappeared. The kneeling figure stood up stiffly, as if sensing something, and walked towards the outside of the mass grave.
But at this moment, a footsteps sounded in front of the figure, and a glowing red eye appeared in the darkness. At the moment when this red light appeared, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind the figure, directly
He grabbed the figure's head and dragged it away.
This is a hungry ghost hunting ghosts. Due to Lin Qian, the hungry ghosts no longer act alone one by one. This is a waste of time.
After the Hungry Death Ghost eats the ghost's blood, the Hungry Death Ghost's suppression power over the evil ghost increases to a terrifying level.
Even a derived starving ghost can easily suppress a terrifying and powerful ghost.
In the blue-black ghost realm, starving ghosts kept appearing and coming back. Lin Qian watched all this in silence. He looked at the dozens of empty tombs around him, and the corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched.
"Sure enough, digging graves is the best way to solve the problem of ghosts recovering quickly. The ghosts in the mass graves are not very scary. As long as those big graves are not touched, basically there will be no too scary ghosts."
"It seems that I came to the right place this time." Lin Qian looked at everything around him, his eyes twinkling.
At this time, Yang Jian's pockets were already filled with strange things, such as paper money, white wax, long incense, etc. Yang Jian picked up some one after another.
Yang Jian looked at a ghost on the coffin nails, grinned, and threw the ghost with only the lower body to the hungry ghost next to him. Watching the hungry ghost put the ghost into the painting, Yang Jian suddenly felt
, ghosts don’t seem that scary.
Turning his head to look at the scene behind him, Yang Jian's face trembled. Looking at the dozens of tombs with only half of them left, Yang Jian was a little silent, thinking:
"In just a short time, I have seen dozens of ghosts. Although they are just puzzle pieces and not too scary, they are still ghosts."
Yang Jian felt that he might never be able to see so many evil ghosts in his life. Thinking about what he looked like when he first met the evil ghosts, compared to now, Yang Jian felt as if he was in another world:
"In the past, when you met a ghost, you had to carefully test the ghost's behavior. If the ghost was too scary, you had to find a way to escape. Compared with now..."
"Oh, there's no comparison..."
Yang Jian looked at Zhang Hao not far away. At this time, Zhang Hao was already sitting on the ground, breathing heavily, with sweat on his face. Looking at the dozens of empty tombs behind Zhang Hao, Yang Jian's eyes
Eyes twinkling:
"Thanks to Lin Qian using the ghost realm to suppress these evil ghosts and grave soil, otherwise he would be seeking death if he wanted to dig up graves, and there were so many of them."