The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 249 Rickshaw

"Is this given to you by No. [-]?" Wen Zhong frowned, and subconsciously wanted to tear the ticket in Dai Zhibin's hand.

If this news was according to what Baiyang Village said, it would be very unlucky. He didn't believe that the woman was so kind, and the value of this ticket alone could drive the ghost driver crazy.

Give it away to others?

Of course, there is no need to think about it. If it were Wen Zhong, he would have to have ten or eight ghost candles before he could exchange them.

The number four was given to Dai Zhibin for nothing. If the other party hadn't tampered with this ticket, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed.

This woman is very dangerous. Although he had promised Su Changguang to bring her a message, it would be better not to have any contact with her.

Dai Zhibin also noticed Wen Zhong's strangeness. Although he is not good at dealing with supernatural events, if you want to talk about the ability to observe words and emotions, he is better than Wen Zhong, and it is not 01:30.

Immediately, he handed the ticket to Wen Zhong, lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Boss Wen, should I not take this ticket? I think you are all collecting this thing, so..."

"It's nothing, since she gave it to you, take it." Wen Zhong said lightly: "Then besides giving you this ticket, did she say anything else?"

"Let's think about it. I remember she also said that I want to go to that square with this ticket." Dai Zhibin thought carefully while bumping his head against the puppet.

"Is it Poplar Square?"

"That's right, that's Baiyang Square. She said that you can go there with the ticket." Dai Zhibin said.

Wen Zhong nodded, took out a map soaked in water from his arms, observed it carefully, and after confirming the exact location of Baiyang Square, he took Dai Zhibin and left the pool together.

Following the path, the two returned to Baiyang Village.

The road was filled with thick fog, and in the shadow of the dense fog, there were distorted ghost figures wandering around, and from time to time, there would be a low growl, whether it was a person or an animal.

Fortunately, Wen Zhong used his ghost pupil to detect all the dangers in advance, and the two returned to Baiyang Village without any danger along the way.

Referring to the map, after bypassing some dilapidated houses, he finally saw Baiyang Square that was covered with moss.

"Here, it's here." Wen Zhong looked at the desolate Baiyang Square, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, but considering No. [-]'s special status, he still planned to investigate here.

Speaking of which, it was the same when I was in the cemetery.

He thought there would be some clues in that cemetery, but it was actually a passage leading to the land of spirits. Is Baiyang Square this time also a passage leading to a certain place like that cemetery.

"Boss Wen, why is there nothing here?"

Dai Zhibin said: "Could it be that the woman made a mistake? In fact, we should go to Baiyang Station or something. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like there are buses or taxis."

Wen Zhong said: "I don't know, just wait here."

Just stand at this moment.

Suddenly, a puff of black smoke rose from all around. It was pitch black and dense, and it enveloped the entire Baiyang Square in an instant.

"Jingle, jingle—"

The sound came from far to near, and at the same time, there was a series of footsteps. It seemed that someone was running towards Baiyang Square. The speed was so fast that a human silhouette could already be seen emerging from the black smoke.

"Smell, Boss, what is this?" Dai Zhibin was a little surprised. The black smoke just enveloped Baiyang Square, and it didn't mean to spread in the slightest.

"I don't know." Wen Zhong's face froze, and the ghost eyes between his brows kept turning left and right, trying to see clearly what was outside through the black smoke.

However, he failed.

Even the ghost pupils seem to have been injected with anesthesia, they are almost closed, and they can barely open to look around.

Suddenly, Wen Zhong felt a burning sensation from the mask in his arms, took it out from his arms, and saw that the mask had completely changed its color.

"Boss Wen, what's going on?"

"Have some ability to judge by yourself, see for yourself." Wen Zhong said, putting the mask in his hand close to his body, and instantly he felt that something was cut off by this mask.

Ghost Tong regained his vitality, and he seemed to be able to see clearly what was hidden in the black smoke.

next moment.

Two skinny figures emerged from the black smoke, and behind them were each pulling a dilapidated rickshaw, which looked exactly like the two-wheeled rickshaws of the Republic of China period.

"It's something from the Republic of China again, which is interesting."

Wen Zhong rubbed his chin. He quietly looked at the two rickshaws and didn't know what he was thinking. On the contrary, Dai Zhibin who was standing aside was taken aback.

Because these two rickshaw drivers are too weird.

They were dressed in a khaki cloth, their arms, legs and heads were covered with dirty and smelly white cloth strips, their bare skin was shriveled and skinny, tightly attached to their muscles, no matter how they looked, they looked like two Mummy.

Looking carefully, the faces of the two rickshaw drivers still had an old timetable attached to their faces, and the handwriting on the timetable had been worn away so that the details could not be seen clearly.

"Jingle, jingle—"

The two rickshaws were quietly placed on the spot, with a bell tied to the handlebars, which kept making crisp and pleasant sounds, as if urging the two of them to get on the car as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Dai Zhibin swallowed, straightened the mask on his face, and then walked towards one of the rickshaws without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zhong's mouth twitched, and he walked towards another rickshaw.

As he approached, he felt that the temperature around him gradually dropped, and the ringing bells on the rickshaw became more and more crisp, but the rickshaw driver still stood there without saying a word, seeing Wen Zhong approaching, he didn't feel anything Reaction.

Finally, Wen Zhong came to the side of the rickshaw.

Immediately, the rickshaw driver bent down stiffly and put the two handlebars on the ground, leaving room for Wen Zhong to get on the car. At the same time, his other hand slowly stretched out in front of Wen Zhong.

Even just looking at this action, Wen Zhong felt very awkward, but it seemed that this rickshaw driver was used to it, quietly waiting for Wen Zhong to hand her the ticket.

"Wait, I want to know are you a human? Or a ghost?" Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes and stared at the weird coachman.

Its face was completely covered by the timetable, but the piece of paper did not move at all, as if it was really a mummy that had been dead for a long time.

(End of this chapter)