Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 146 The Thrilling Percussion

"Could it be her..."

Through the simple rearview mirror, Lin Fan observed the woman in the hat sitting at the door of the car.

If there is no accident, as the only character on the supernatural bus who can control the driving route, the current mountain trail appears because of the influence of the woman in the hat.

According to Tilanpo, this woman was originally a ghost master, but because of some past events, she recovered spiritually, and then had a strange connection with the bus, becoming a special existence different from the driver.

But it can be found from the driver's point of view.

There was still a sliver of self-awareness left in this man.

Lin Fan wondered if the lady in the hat deliberately manipulated the driving route and brought them in front of the wedding procession.

But if you think about it carefully, this possibility is really too small. If this "conductor" really knows about the welcoming team, then he must also know the horror of the other party. Once trapped, no one can leave alive.

"The conductor is equivalent to the number two driver in the supernatural bus. Such an important position should be filled by someone you can trust."

Lin Fan intends to replace the Lady in the Hat, but what he should think about now is how to solve the current predicament.

at the same time.

The welcoming team, moving very slowly, finally approached the stalled bus.

The team wearing white cloth seemed to be aware of something blocking the way in front of them, and they all raised their heads and choked out weird voices.

They surrounded the "iron box" that blocked most of the roads, and their shrill, unexplained laughter sounded like an intermittent broadcast, drilling into the carriage, and in the ears of the passengers, people couldn't help frowning.

And the stop of the front team forced the back team to be unable to move on.

Like a swaying blush, the big red sedan chair was also put down by the team, and the palm stretched out from the window suddenly shook slightly.

Huge, but slender, white palms brushed against the festive curtains, revealing a dark slit.

The specific details cannot be seen clearly in the gap, only the gold thread connecting the cuffs and an extremely gorgeous phoenix crown can be seen.

"We were found."

With a blank expression on his face, Lin Fan reached into his body and grabbed the trembling ghost.

But at this time, the ghost species like a big-headed baby is actually covered with layers of dense bloodshots. These bloodshots form strange characters, which seem to be the traditional Chinese character "Xi", making it particularly sluggish.

Is this what Yuan Ping said was suppressed?Could it be that the ghost in the sedan chair is a top-notch red-clothed handwriting composed of bloodshot eyes?If this is the case, it would be really bad... Lin Fan fell silent.

The red clothes are different from the complete ghosts.

The spiritual resistance possessed by the red clothes is comprehensive.

Whether it's a curse, a spiritual attack, or unilateral suppression...for a top-level red-clothed person, it doesn't do much.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

The welcoming team surrounding the bus began to slap the body of the bus, and there were bursts of violent noise that made the whole bus tremble, as if it would be overturned soon.

In fact, they were threatened, and the two people sitting in the back row of the car couldn't bear it anymore.

They rushed to the car door and looked anxiously at the team outside. When they saw the only car door and there was no figure outside, Fang Le's eyes lit up and he shouted at the driver's seat:
"Hurry up and open the door, let's get out of the car!"

"Yes! If we don't get out of the car, we'll really die when the ghosts outside block the door!" Song Hai also echoed, he didn't want to die here.

Do you think you won't die if you go out?

A sneer appeared on Lin Fan's face.

Before he could respond to the words of these two idiots, a weak sigh sounded from the position of the car door.

A kindly looking old lady was holding a flower basket and stood up, staring at the red sedan chair directly in front of the bus, coughing and saying, "It's rare for me to take a rest, why did I encounter such a horrible thing again?"

Her appearance made the people who got into the car stunned. They thought that the grandmother who had been silent all this time was a ghost, but it turned out to be a living person.

"Don't even think about getting out of the car."

Tilanpo struggled to pick up the flower basket, a trace of fear flashed in her cloudy eyeballs and said, "I have also encountered a ghost bus that stalled, and I won't go into details about the reason, but you have to remember, there are some things , we are absolutely unable to compete.”

"Grandma, how did you survive?" Lin Fan asked directly.

Since extinguishing the fire means great danger, Tilanpo, who can survive in this situation, can undoubtedly give very precious advice.

Tilanpo shook her head and said, "Out of the eight ghost masters, I was the only one who survived by relying on the curse. It was just a way of piling up with my life."

It can be heard from these words.

Something so terrible must have happened at that time that even a ghost master who lived for a long time would not want to think about it.

"Then... do you know what's in that sedan chair?" Lin Fan changed his thinking and asked the question again.

"I don't know her origin either."

Tilanpo looked at the bridal sedan chair from a distance, but in the next second, a lot of bloodshots suddenly appeared on her face, and it was only relieved when she looked away, "But I'm sure, she is definitely not something from this era."

Not this era...

Is that a product of the last era?
Lin Fan had some ideas.

Judging from the clues he has so far, it is basically certain that the red clothes come from the era before the Republic of China, and the red clothes are a product of that era.

Then according to this analysis, the thing in the sedan chair is a top-notch red dress, and naturally it is from the previous era.

Discussed in a circle.

Did not think of any way to come.

The situation this time is different from the time in Dahu, Zhenjiang. No one can predict what is this convoy to greet the bride, and what is in the sedan chair that seems to be secretly controlling everything.

"Snapped--"

At this time, the knocking on the car body stopped.

This change undoubtedly symbolizes a change.

The team surrounding the bus began to disperse, and then they made way for a road and carried the sedan chair at the end.

"What are they going to do?"

Yuan Ping looked at everything in front of him in horror.

After losing his presbyopic glasses, he was so used to observing ghosts with psychic props that he couldn't get used to it, so much so that now he looks a bit like a snake.

Luo Qian also looked at Lin Fan, and regarded him as the last straw: "Is there really no other way?"

"Let's wait and see."

Touching the brush in his pocket and a bunch of slightly bristly hair, Lin Fan kept calm and said:
"The ghost bus is like a useless iron box right now. Those things outside can come in anytime they want, but they didn't do that, which shows that we haven't triggered the law of killing."

The law of killing is summed up in modern times, and it is an unchangeable shackle for any supernatural being.

As long as the killing rules of the welcoming team are not triggered, then there is still a possibility of redemption.

And at this time outside the carriage.

The palm that came from the sedan chair was slowly pressing on the car door, the white fingers were like a bloodshot bomb that exploded, and countless bloodshots covered the car body.

Soon, the bus was covered in blood, and the floating blood squirmed little by little, like a huge flower, covering most of the body.

Then the stalled engine started up again, but the strange laughter was exactly the same as that of the team outside.

(End of this chapter)