Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 125 The Third Wave of Ghosts

The door of the supernatural bus.

He Liansheng rubbed his eyes vigorously. The frequent use of the spirit caller in a short period of time also had some impact on his body.

Fortunately, the ghost is one of the ghosts "domesticated" in the early days of the He family. It has been in a dead state for a long time, and it is difficult to recover under normal circumstances.

"Hey, butcher."

Leaning on a railing, He Liansheng looked at the willow branches surging in the darkness. When he was nervous, he casually picked up a topic and said, "Which city do you usually do your activities in? I'm a little bit in the northern Sichuan area." Fame, if you have the opportunity, you can ask me for a drink."

The northern Sichuan he mentioned here refers to the area of ​​Dachuan City, Dajiang City, and Zhongshan City. Because they are very close and they are all on the top of Dachuan, they are also referred to as Northern Sichuan for short.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the spiritual circle is no exception.

Chuanbei itself has its own spiritual circle. Although there are not many ghost masters, most of them have a certain inheritance.

After all, the phenomenon of spiritual recovery has been going on for an unknown number of years. It is very real that some old clappers, be they lucky or powerful, have survived from the previous era.

Among them, the soul caller in Taiping Town is the best example, and he is very famous in this circle in northern Sichuan.

"Which city? I usually live in the village. I only go out when there is something to do in the slaughterhouse."

The butcher's voice was very cold, not because he was worried that he would reveal information in reality, but simply because he had few words.

Such an answer made He Liansheng unable to continue the chat. He was quite optimistic. This optimism was not because of himself, but because of Lin Fan.

Although he had known Lin Fan not long ago, for some reason, he felt that this young man, who was two years younger than himself, possessed a kind of magical power, and the self-confidence and strength displayed made people unconsciously want to be convinced.

This is also the reason why He Liansheng would obey Lin Fan's decision. You must know that he was also a fearless master in Taiping Town, and he was a tyrant in the supernatural circle in northern Sichuan.

"I believe Brother Lin can take us out."

He Liansheng took care of himself.

Hearing this, the butcher glanced at the figure on the driver's seat, with deep thought brewing in his eyes, if he could really leave alive, maybe he could ask this man for help in that matter.

At this moment, Li Xianglan, who had been watching out the window, suddenly exclaimed, "Something is coming!"

The two followed her gaze.

In the dim world, a huge willow tree seemed to prop up the sky and the earth, and its reflection covered the entire lake.

At the same time, a thing that was entwined with countless willow branches fell down, and as the imprisoned branches on its body were separated little by little, that thing also began to show signs of "liveness".

This is a young man with handsome facial features, wearing a fitted gold-edged gown, who looks a bit like a religious person in charge of sacrifices in the past, holding a black skull in his arms.

Unlike the other ghosts driven by the ghost willow tree, this man's complexion is not pale, on the contrary, there is a strange blood color, as if it is gradually rising, becoming more and more rosy, like a living person falling into a deep sleep.

As all the willow branches returned to the tree, he also opened his eyes. After standing still for a while, the skull in his arms suddenly began to tremble. Walk to where the car is.

"One..."

"There is only one ghost in the third wave?"

Looking at the approaching figure in astonishment, He Liansheng couldn't help showing a gleam of joy on his face.

At first, he was worried that the number of ghosts in the third wave of ghosts would be too many to make people despair, but he didn't expect that there was only one!
That's fine.

The soul caller's strength is determined by the ghost medium on his body, and the bronze mirror he carries has an absolute advantage in one-on-one.

"If there is only one, then you really don't need to worry too much." Looking at the young ghost, the butcher had a bad premonition in his heart.

"that……"

Li Xianglan, who was wearing a school uniform, intervened in the conversation between the two, holding the wooden comb suppressed by Lin Fan in her hand, and said timidly: "I observed it before, and there were three ghosts who attacked the bus for the first time. The second time it was five, but the third time it was one."

"We all know this, what do you want to say?" He Liansheng nodded, they knew it all too well.

"What I mean is, if the ghosts released by that willow tree are constantly increasing, then the ghosts that attacked the bus must be more terrifying every time, and this time the number of ghosts is declining, which probably means that this One is more terrifying than the previous ones combined."

He Liansheng and the butcher were stunned for a moment when they heard the female student's methodical analysis.

This is indeed the case, the intensity of the ghost tide must be increasing in waves, and most ghosts can be measured by numbers.

If no other ghosts appear after the third one, that is to say, this ghost is already more terrifying than the five ghosts in the second wave!
"Hiss, it makes sense..."

The joy on He Liansheng's face disappeared immediately, and he became very dignified. He looked at Li Xianglan who was a little nervous and touched his fingers, and asked, "Did you think of these by yourself? You have good observation skills."

indeed.

The butcher nodded, and the way he looked at Li Xianglan changed slightly, as if he recognized this "ordinary person" who had strayed into the supernatural bus.

You know, not everyone can maintain the ability to observe the details of the surroundings when facing the immortal ghosts, and they don't have to collapse. Yelling is already considered calm. Li Xianglan's performance is undoubtedly better than most people.

"It's good if I can help you."

Li Xianglan managed to force a smile and backed away. She knew that if she wanted to survive, she had to show her worth, otherwise she might be abandoned by passengers other than Lin Fan at any time.

Taking advantage of this spare time, He Liansheng and the butcher patrolled the surroundings to prevent unseen ghosts from attacking the carriage.

About half a minute passed.

The ghost dragging the black skeleton walked out of the river beach and began to approach the door of the supernatural bus.

"coming!"

The living passengers present were all on the alert.

Looking at the skull with blood and tears in the opponent's hand, He Liansheng spoke seriously, and took out the bronze mirror that was about to shatter again.

"Tick tock, tick tock—"

The butcher's reaction was faster than his. A mixture of blood and oil appeared on the apron. He stepped forward and said, "I will first resist this spiritual attack. If it is within the acceptable range, we will work together to destroy it." Send it to the mirror world!"

He Liansheng's bronze mirrors are very special.

Among the ghost masters present, he was the only one who possessed the supernatural principle that could imprison the ghost without considering the consequences. He couldn't consume too much in the supernatural confrontation at the beginning.

"Be careful, I can shoot at any time." He Liansheng understood his implication, put down the bronze mirror, and picked up another medium.

between speeches.

The third wave of ghosts also came not far away.

"..."

Looking at something like a giant beast in front of him with black and white eyes, the young male ghost showed a concealed expression, and grabbed the skull's eye sockets with his palms, allowing him to see the appearance of the supernatural bus clearly.

(End of this chapter)