The bus stumbled forward in the darkness, and the next stop that appeared on the windshield attracted Yang Jian's attention.
The bus seems to have undergone some unknown changes.
There were very few people in the carriage at the moment. There were only two people wrapped up tightly, sitting in the last row of seats, looking at the men around them with vigilant eyes from time to time.
They are ghost masters, and they are of the folk kind, and the corpse odor on their bodies is very eye-catching.
In addition to these two people, there were Yang Jian and three ghosts wearing black shrouds in the car.
Apart from that, there is nothing else superfluous.
"Next stop, Huayuanyuan..."
Looking at the blood-red and twisted words on the windshield, Yang Jian's expression moved slightly.
He had heard of this place, and there were files at the headquarters that recorded this place.
There is an S-level ghost inside, and it seems Zhou Deng is the one who handles this supernatural incident.
Zhou Deng still has some abilities. The museum incident he handled was also an S-level supernatural incident. It seems to be because of this supernatural incident.
He was just nominated as captain.
I heard it was handled beautifully.
"Huayuanyuan? It seems that it hasn't been processed yet, otherwise the bus wouldn't have this stop."
Yang Jian was thinking about this in his mind.
Some things can be known with just a little thought, like this.
Of course, if Ye Zhen were here, he might not think about these things.
He would only think about whether he could kill the ghost inside with one sword later, and other than that, he would not think about anything else.
Ye Zhen is very pure, so pure that she has no brains.
The atmosphere inside the bus was very dull, and the two folk ghost masters were so panicked that they didn't even have the courage to speak.
The scenery outside the window is dark and lifeless. The old locust tree that has never changed has finally waited until it hangs its southeastern branch.
Looking at the ghosts hanging on the trees like bacon, Yang Jian couldn't help but think of a photo Zhang Wei showed them in school.
He remembered the content of the photo very clearly. It looked like a community. Outside the anti-theft net of those residential buildings, a person's body fell outside.
He couldn't remember their expressions clearly, but they were probably mostly despair and fear.
Looking back on the past, he was still very immature back then, and it seemed that Lin Qian was also the same.
Yang Jian thought this in his heart.
Um?
Suddenly, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and saw the twisted text on the front windshield of the bus suddenly began to change.
In just a blink of an eye, the words above turned into another sentence.
Next stop, mass graves.
Seeing this change, Yang Jian thought for a while and then understood what happened.
"Zhou Deng has finished handling it."
Only in this way can we explain why the bus suddenly changed its route.
"It's quite fast."
Yang Jian touched the back of his hand, and a blood-red ghost eye on it moved slightly. This bus could no longer suppress him.
It was okay before, but now?
Recalling the bus that he almost picked into pieces in Baishui Town, he shook his head with disdain.
Cars like to hit people, but after being hit once, their bad habits will change.
The change in route has caused some different situations, and the speed of the bus seems to have become faster.
The speed of the scenery outside the window has obviously become much faster. It is not an exaggeration to say that it disappears in a flash.
The car seemed to be in a hurry.
A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth. He finally had the same treatment as Lin Qian. Looking at the number "four" on the bus display, Yang Jian felt very good for some reason.
Time sometimes passes very quickly, and sometimes it passes very slowly.
I don't know how much time passed, but as the bus was traveling at full speed, Yang Jian saw a red world.
The red light illuminates the darkness, and in this strange world, it forcibly draws an alternative world, a world unique to flames.
A heat wave hit their faces from outside the car. The faces of the two civilian ghost masters sitting in the last row became ugly. The heat wave made their mouths dry.
The exterior of the bus has turned red, and sparks can be faintly seen flickering.
Stab...
The bus braked suddenly and stopped a few kilometers away from the flaming world.
The car door opened with a bang, and the car door turned red and emitted a strange red color.
It actually didn't dare pass by the lit mass grave.
"Flaming Mountain? According to the scene in the myth, it matches."
Yang Jian stood up from his seat, walked to the car door, reached out and touched the car door. The red car door began to look normal, and the heat wave that made the ghost controller extremely uncomfortable began to strangely dissipate.
It was like meeting a nemesis, these fires had no way to do anything to Yang Jian.
"It's Tianke."
Yang Jian stepped off the bus and looked at the strange world not far away, with some expectation in his eyes.
Mr. Li specifically told him that if he wanted to retrieve the stove, he could try a bold move and don't have to worry about dying. The ghost lake could suppress the fire.
As long as you don't pay attention to burning the stove, there won't be any big problem.
He thought it was okay, so he came.
Rumble…
The bus's engine roared violently, and then under Yang Jian's somewhat silent gaze, the bus made a 180-degree turn and rushed out.
In just the blink of an eye, the bus's taillights disappeared into the darkness.
…
"Cowardly."
He shook his head and stopped looking at the disappearing bus. He looked at the world not far away, feeling a little moved in his heart.
"I hope there will be no accidents."
He pulled out a bloody spear from a ghost painting and strode towards the mass grave.
Trees are burning with flames, tombstones are flashing with sparks, grave soil becomes as red as lava, and black ghosts are burned.
This is now the mass grave, the crematorium for evil spirits, and the forbidden area for those who control ghosts.
Walking in such a world, every time Yang Jian took a step, the flames three meters around him would be extinguished instantly, and even the magma-like tomb soil would cool down visibly to the naked eye.
Only after Yang Jian left, the extinguished flame would rekindle instantly.
The water god chases the fire?
It seems so.
Yang Jian was very calm about this, it was just a basic thing, just get used to it.
His body exudes a spooky coldness, and the spear in his hand is filled with weird terror.
Looking at a stove standing in the sea of fire in the distance, Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly.
Surrounded by bright yellow flames, the fire ghost squatting next to the stove, with dry pupils and blood-red body, was staring directly at Yang Jian.
The ferocious big mouth grinned wantonly, and the fiery red skin looked like a skinned person.
It's weirdly tight.
Looking at the fire ghost throwing things into the furnace from time to time, he finally understood why the fire in the mass grave was getting bigger and bigger.
I bet this guy is here to add fuel to the fire.
According to normal circumstances, after the supernatural being is burned, there will be a period of stagnation.
After all, the supernatural beings have been burned to death. How can they be burned without supernatural beings?
But it was different with the fire ghost. While adding firewood, this calf stimulated the dead ghost to revive.
This resulted in the mass grave fire being unable to be extinguished, and a perfect closed loop emerged.
The stove burns the supernatural until it dies, and the fire ghost stimulates the supernatural to revive and prevent it from dying...
"Weird closed loop."
Terrifying flames were spitting in the air. Yang Jian touched the spear that was not affected by the flames at all. It was still cold and unusual.
Li Qingzhi's body really has absolute control over this flame.
"Hurry up and deal with it. The preparations at Ghost Lake are almost done."
Yang Jian murmured to himself that the preparations were done and they were waiting for him.
So, at the next moment, a scarlet ghost eye emerged from his forehead, flashing with a strange red light.
The ghost eyes turned slightly, Yang Jian did not hesitate, and suddenly threw the spear in his hand, the spear penetrated the flames with coldness.
Suddenly it was nailed to the forehead of the fire ghost. Without Yang Jian's suppression, the flames instantly spread to the spear.
A blood-red spear became even more blood-red.
Yang Jian didn't care about this and strode to the stove.
The coldness on his body poured out like a waterfall, and he stretched his hand directly into the furnace that was burning with blazing fire.
I resisted the fire ghost just to prevent it from interfering with me and reducing the terrifying level of the stove.
With this thing nearby, dealing with the stove will be troublesome.
Without looking at the crucified fire ghost, Yang Jian quickly took out the charcoal inside.
Then Yang Jian pinched a flame, and the flame danced on his fingertips.
He stared at the flame, his expression becoming extremely solemn.
Then in the next moment, he placed the flame directly in the ghost eye on his forehead.
The terrifying supernatural power suddenly bloomed, and Yang Jian's pupils suddenly shrank to the smallest size.
ah!
An extremely twisted and painful sound came from Yang Jian's mouth. He covered his forehead, and sparkling blood flowed out from between his fingers.
The flames were swaying, and the terrifying temperature was rising at a strange speed. Yang Jian covered his forehead and knelt on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Even if Yang Jian now has the ability to restrain the furnace, he cannot resist the pain of the flames burning the ghost's eyes.
This shows how domineering this flame is.
Yang Jian's body was constantly filled with a biting coldness, and the flame on his forehead was constantly squirming.
But because Yang Jian restrained the fire, it could not spread to Yang Jian's body.
The surrounding flames were being extinguished and rekindled, and the red and sparkling spear looked very divine.
And at the next moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed the spear, and the sparks flickering on it disappeared instantly.
Yang Jian stood up slowly, an eye flashing with blood-red flames on his forehead turning slightly.
If you look carefully, there is a faint golden color surrounding the depths of the eyes.
The divine eye burns all the ghosts in the world and destroys the fate of life in its palm, which is the wonderful way to clear the source.
Bloody red light spread out from the ghost eyes, directly covering the entire mass grave.
Yang Jian looked at the current ghost realm, stretched out his hand and gently grasped the flames in his hand.
"Ghosts who enter the ghost realm will be robbed by fire. What Mr. Li said is really true."
The ghost realm retracted, and Yang Jian pulled the spear out of the fire ghost's forehead and nailed it directly into the furnace.
Then he picked it up with a sudden force.
"very smooth."
Yang Jian looked around. Because the furnace was here, the level of terror deep in the mass grave plummeted.
The evil ghost inside was immediately burned to death. The more terrifying the evil ghost was, the fiercer the fire burned.
This is also the reason why Lin Qian does not want to be contaminated by the fire in the stove.
"Going out from the depths is Dahai City. It's more convenient to walk this way. The mass graves now are not as scary as last time."
Recalling what happened last time that he and Lin Qian almost killed Dahai City early, he wanted to laugh a little.
Ignoring the fire ghost whose body had cracks due to his actions, he picked up the stove and walked straight towards the depths of the mass grave.
The surrounding flames retreated one after another as if encountering the god of plague. Yang Jian walked with ease as if he was in a deserted place.
Yang Jian did not extinguish the flames in the mass grave. Li Chunfeng said that he only needed to take away the stove and there was no need to do anything extra.
As long as these fires are present, the ghosts in the mass graves will never come out.
Moreover, these fires will continue to devour the evil spirits from outside, and without the stove here, the fires here will not spread.
Maintaining the status quo is a good arrangement.
Yang Jian's action this time was very relaxed, and there was basically no pressure.
This was him. Among the younger generation at that time, apart from Lin Qian, only Yang Jian could walk through the mass graves safely and casually.
Even Wei Jing and Wang Chaling couldn't be as relaxed and comfortable as Yang Jian.
The restraint among fierce ghosts is so unreasonable.
…
…
"It's right here."
In front of a funeral parlor, Mr. Qin pointed to the closed door and said.
Lin Qian looked up and down at this gloomy-looking funeral parlor and nodded:
"It's a place where evil spirits exist. If there were no evil ghosts in this atmosphere, I wouldn't believe it."
The whole funeral parlor was shrouded in darkness, and it was much colder to stand here than anywhere else.
Lin Qian looked a little strange as he watched several employees in front of the funeral home comply with the rules.
1 "There are no ghosts in this world. It is forbidden to spread ghost stories in funeral homes. Violators will be responsible for the consequences."
2 "If you see the boss in the funeral home, please stay away from him immediately, ignore any of his orders, and don't believe any of his words. Employees need to remember that there is no boss in a funeral home, only a manager."
3 "If you communicate with your boss, please remember the following three points. First, you cannot tell him your name under any circumstances; second, you cannot be alone with him under any circumstances. Please make sure there is a third person around; third
Third, if possible, please quickly stay away from him after exchanging two sentences."
4 "When working in a funeral home, if you see a person who likes to read newspapers, please ignore him and do not try to communicate with him under any circumstances."
5 "All employees are prohibited from talking to themselves or whispering to each other when carrying the remains, especially when arranging their appearance."
6 "Please remember that there is no night shift in the funeral home at night. All employees must leave the funeral home before 4:30 pm, except for security guards."
7 "You can believe anything the security guard says during the day, but please ignore anything the security guard says at night, especially if you are asked to come to the funeral home to help at night."
8 "All employees are not allowed to wear red clothes to work."
9 "All employees look nervously in the mirror at midnight after going back at night."
10 “All employees are prohibited from discussing any matters related to the funeral home after get off work hours.”