Mysterious recovery: starting from the strange lake

Chapter 33 Chase

The atmosphere in the car was ignited by screams, Huang Bin and Zhou Chao staggered back, and in front of him was the driver who fell to the ground.

The driver's hat rolled to the ground, revealing the driver's pale, numb face and extremely hollow pupils.

Wang Xia, who turned her head back because of the scream, stared blankly at this scene, her pupils shrinking rapidly.

"It's not me, it's all Zhou Chao. It was Zhou Chao who reached out to push the driver when he saw that the driver didn't respond. It wasn't me...it really wasn't me!"

Huang Bin kept backing away, his expression full of fear.

Zhou Chao stared blankly at the driver who was lying on the ground, his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

Luoluo opened her mouth wide, unable to utter a single word.

Listening to Huang Bin repeating the words that Zhou Chao did it, not me, over and over again, Yu Qian's expression was very calm, and he didn't feel harsh or impatient.

Anyway, it's none of his business, it doesn't matter very much.

But at the next moment, Yu Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked out the window, and the bus actually started to slow down.

In front of the bus, there was an old village shrouded in darkness. In front of the old village, there were three figures with their heads bowed.

The bus is coming to a stop.

Looking at those three figures, Yu Qian frowned. Three ghosts, if there were no ghosts getting off the bus at this stop, the number of ghosts in the bus would reach a terrifying twenty, which is only fifteen short of 35 when it is nearly full.

Is there really a full load situation?

Yu Qian was a little uncertain.

He didn't know much about the weirdness of this ghost bus.

Seeing the old village getting closer, Yu Qian looked at the empty seat next to him, hesitated for a while and stood up from the seat.

Before the Li Gui on the bus reached that value, he had to change his position.

He is not a ghost, if a ghost gets in the car and runs directly to his position, then he will be in trouble.

Passing by Huang Bin, Yu Qian went straight to the driver's seat:

"Let's get out of the way."

Yu Qian pushed away Zhou Chao who was standing in front of him, then picked up the driver's body and threw it aside. Amidst their stunned expressions, Yu Qian sat down on the driver's seat.

This driver is simply a corpse, and there is no danger other than looking scary.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xia was puzzled at first, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. This person is not a ghost, but soon she seemed to think of something, and her eyes immediately fixed on Yu Qian.

"It's you! It's because you discovered this situation a long time ago that Liu Baiqing got out of the car! Isn't that right!"

Wang Xia became excited, stood up immediately, and then questioned Yu Qian loudly.

The voice was loud, and Yu Qian could hear it clearly, not only he could hear it clearly, but so could the others.

"This is a ghost car, only ghosts can get on it, right, because Liu Baiqing will get out of the car, right?"

Wang Xia was very excited, she could even be called angry, she stared at Yu Qian with hatred in her eyes.

Yu Qian didn't respond to Wang Xia's words, but when it fell on Huang Bin, Zhou Chao and the others felt like thunder was exploding in their brains.

At this moment, the result they least wanted to believe was uttered by Wang Xia.

For a moment they became like frightened birds, their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Sister Xia, is this a misunderstanding? Is it possible that it is not what you think? The driver died, maybe because of a sudden illness, or because of other things, not..." Luoluo turned her head and squeezed out a Said to Wang Xia with a smile.

But as she spoke, her voice became quieter, and gradually turned into a sobbing sound.

But Wang Xia didn't seem to hear Luo Luo's words, she still stared at Yu Qian, hoping he could give an explanation.

"Well, that's it, what's the matter, what's the problem?"

Looking at the old village ahead, Yu Qian said casually.

"Why!? Why can you ask Liu Baiqing to get off the car, but not me?"

Seeing that her thoughts were confirmed, Wang Xia's pupils narrowed again, but the angry look on her face also became obvious.

"Why?" Yu Qian said lightly.

In a word, Wang Xia was stunned, that's right, why should he let him get out of the car since he has no relatives or reasons?

But sometimes it doesn't make sense to reason with women. When Wang Xia heard the word "why", she was stunned at first, but after a while, she felt an unknown fire in her heart.

She glared at Yu Qian:

"Then why is Liu Baiqing? You know her very well?"

"Not familiar." Yu Qian replied calmly.

"Then why!" Wang Xia took a deep breath, his chest heaving continuously.

"none of your business."

Yu Qian turned her head and didn't pay attention to this girl who was about to be blown up, why?How can there be so many whys in this world?
Who stipulates that when others ask why, you must answer it yourself?

Just kidding, who am I, I have the most B number.

"you!"

Wang Xia's face turned red, obviously out of anger, when had she ever been wronged like this since she was a child?Today is the first time.

But before she could take the next step, the bus stopped suddenly, the front and rear doors opened, Yu Qian narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned her head to look outside the door.

I didn't see the appearance of the three ghosts clearly before, but now I can see them clearly after getting closer.

The appearance of the three ghosts is the same, it can even be said that they came out of a printer, the clothes are the same, the hair style is the same, and there is no difference in appearance except for the feet.

Of the three ghosts, one tiptoed to the ground, one heel was slightly suspended, and the last one stepped firmly on the ground.

Observing the differences between the three ghosts, Yu Qian keenly noticed that the killing patterns of the three ghosts had something to do with this.

The door opened, and the three ghosts got on the bus between the front and back. The bus sign changed from seventeen to twenty.

"Ghost! There is a ghost! No way! I want to get off the car, and I want to get off the car!"

At the moment when the three ghosts got on the bus, Huang Bin, who had retreated to the back compartment of the bus, finally couldn't take it anymore with his young heart.

Before Wang Xia and the others could react, he ran straight out of the bus from the back door, and the moment they got off, they lost Huang Bin's figure.

And as Huang Bin got out of the car, Zhou Chao seemed to have reacted after a while. He looked at the three ghosts who came towards him after getting in the car, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Yes, get out of the car, you can only live if you get out of the car, I don't want to stay with ghosts!"

Zhou Chao got up quickly and rushed towards the back door of the bus. Under the blank expressions of Wang Xia and Luo Luo, he also disappeared outside the bus.

stab~
The bus door was closed, and the three ghosts walked to the last row and sat down. One of them sat in a space apart.

When seeing this scene, Yu Qian realized that there was a passenger there, but he couldn't see it, just like the little girl sitting next to him before.

The bus started to start, and the scene outside the window began to reverse. It was also at this moment that the two girls woke up like a dream. At this moment, Luoluo sat slumped on the seat, with tears of despair on her face.

But Wang Xia was still standing, but his expression became a little dull.

But in the next second, she didn't know what happened, but she actually walked into the middle of the aisle, and then walked straight to the last row. Yu Qian heard footsteps and looked back.

With just one glance, he knew what was going on.

He looked at Wang Xia's raised heels, his expression changed slightly;
"The law of killing has been triggered?"

Recalling the previous scene, it seemed that she became like this after the three ghosts passed by Wang Xia's side, but the girl named Luo Luo was fine.

The two boys who got off the bus were fine.

After comparing each other, Yu Qian's eyes brightened slightly, and he discovered the pattern.

"When these three ghosts approached, if they were standing, they would be attacked. The girl's heels should not have fully touched the ground before, so she was attacked by the ghost with the heel hanging in the air."

Thinking about the seat on the bus, it is true that it cannot be completely flat when standing up. The guess is perfect and there are plenty of clues.

Most of the three ghosts' killing rules are like this.

Seeing Wang Xia who walked straight up to the ghost with the heel dangling in the air, and then sat directly on it, Yu Qian was completely sure of his reasoning.

As Wang Xia sat on Li Gui's body, her face visibly turned pale, and within a short while, Wang Xia turned into a mummy.

Then the mummy suddenly began to turn into dust, and at this moment something weird happened.

The dust turned from the corpse did not scatter in the carriage, but was completely submerged in the clothes of the ghost. At this moment, Yu Qian saw a small figure flashing across the clothes of the ghost.

After comparison, the figure was Wang Xia.

"It's a weird thing, how terrifying is it? Not to mention that the car was not suppressed the first time, and even killed a person, these three ghosts..."

There was fear in Yu Qian's eyes. While he was hoping that the bus would not be fully loaded, he also had an additional thought that the bus should not stop halfway.

These three ghosts are too troublesome.

If you really try to do it, he will die.

His current situation is not enough to support him to commit such a mass death.

In addition, there are not only the three visible ghosts in the current bus, but also thirteen invisible ghosts.

Seeing Wang Xia who disappeared into the carriage in less than a while, Luoluo opened her mouth wide, and her expression became more sluggish and desperate.

The two boys ran away, and Wang Xia was sucked into a mummy again in front of her eyes. In the end, there was not even a corpse left, and she was the only purebred living person left in the entire carriage.

The bus finally quieted down at this moment, Yu Qian looked at the road ahead, it was dark and deep, and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

What's ahead, Yu Qian doesn't know, maybe only this weird bus is the only thing he knows.

At this stop, three ghosts went up, two people got off, and there were twenty ghosts in the car.

One half-living, one living.

But it said Dachang City.

In an apartment building, on the balcony, Yang Jian looked at the gray world. The ghost eyes that had been pierced through the skin before were all closed at this moment without Yang Jian's control, and his heart suddenly shuddered.

"Don't you dare to look at ghost eyes?"

Gazing at the world, Yang Jian realized that this was a ghostly creature of a Ligui, but if it was a ghostly creature of a Ligui, then the degree of horror of this Ligui would be incalculable.

If you want to define its level, it is undoubtedly the S level, the destruction level.

"Fortunately, I was just passing by, and the ghost eye just noticed it in advance."

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to the fact that this ghost didn't pass by him, otherwise he would have died here today.

Looking at the gradually disappearing world, Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered Yu Qian who had left Zhang Wei's house in a hurry.

"Shouldn't it be?"

Yang Jian shook his head, denying his fantasy, Yu Qian would only think of provoking a ghost of this level unless his mind was broken.

"It shouldn't be possible, he's not mentally ill."

Dispelling this idea, Yang Jian looked at the gray world that was about to disappear, but just when the ghosts and creatures were about to disappear, an illusory scene appeared.

It was a mirage-like scene, showing a corner of that gray world.

A ray of candlelight swayed in that world.

Eerie green flames emanate.

It was a white candle with a golden candlestick as its base. It didn't look like an ancient craft, but a European style made in modern times... It might even have been made in recent months.

Under the candlelight, reflected a pair of hands, smooth and white, flawless.

These hands were pierced by the other end of the candlestick, but no blood flowed out.

Finally, with a flicker of candlelight, Yang Jian saw the outline of a woman, without appearance or features.

And not far behind that silhouette, Yang Jian vaguely saw three human silhouettes, they seemed to be chasing the woman in front...

Mysterious, weird, unknown, or terrifying.

The picture disappeared, and the gray cloud also disappeared. This ghost is gone, and no one knows where it went.

"Gold? Gold is an item that will only be used to imprison ghosts. The candlesticks on those hands... Has a ghost master fought with this thing?"

"A ghost of this level cannot be handled by one person..."

Thinking of the three silhouettes behind the woman, Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly.

"It seems that the confrontation is still going on?"

"It's very courageous. It dares to attack this kind of thing, but it's also quite ruthless depending on the situation. It actually chases after it."

Yang Jian stood on the balcony and watched for a long time, the ghost seemed to have really left, and the ghost eyes on his body also regained control.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he couldn't see the world at all, but at the same time he was relieved, doubts arose in his heart, what was that candle?
Is that ghost heading in one direction?

There are many doubts, but no one will answer them for him, he can only wait for him to explore by himself in the future.

But it said ghost painting.

"Surname He, didn't you say that as long as you don't go to the ghosts in the animation, the source won't notice us? But what's going on now?"

The old man in the shroud looked back at the beautiful woman far away, and his face became extremely ugly. It was the ghost that was the source of the ghost painting, and it was chasing them.

"How do I know? I just took a photo and tried to summon the soul. You also agreed to this proposal. How did I know that this kind of thing would happen?"

The one-eyed old man had a gloomy face and said angrily.

Hearing this, the old man in the shroud snorted coldly:
"Obviously you are the one who said that if you try to summon the soul, can you recruit an old man to ask the way, if it is not because of this, we will agree?"

"If you recruit an old man, even a young man is fine, but what are you recruiting?"

The old man in the shroud stared at the one-eyed old man, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

The young man was besieged and killed before, but the result was unsuccessful. He even lost a good dress, but it was nothing.

But they were taken away by the ghost painting again, and now they are chased and chased away by the ghost that is the source of the ghost painting.

How many years has she lived, when did she encounter this kind of thing, and it happened one after another.

"Okay, this time it's my fault. When we get out alive, you can ask me for three things." The one-eyed old man was silent for a long time before he spoke.

Hearing this, the old man in shroud nodded:

"Okay, you remember what you said."

"I will never forget." The one-eyed old man replied.

In the gray and white world, paper ashes are falling, two old people and a faceless man shuttle back and forth in the city where European style and Chinese style are mixed and matched.

Behind them is a woman who engulfs the world. She seems to be the center of the world, and that is exactly what she is.

"what should I do now?"

A piece of text floated in front of the three of them, and the numbers moved with them.

"Find a painting to hide for a while, and wait for the sequelae of the soul-calling to see if it still chases after it. If it still chases, I will try the body of the soul-calling ghost painting, which is the source painting."

"Of course, you'd better hope that you don't come to this point, otherwise you will see what is the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts, or even more!" said the one-eyed old man.

Hearing this, the faces of the faceless man and the old man in the shroud suddenly became serious. They knew what the one-eyed old man wanted to do.

For a moment, the three of them became silent, and no one spoke. They quickly walked through the city and began to look for paintings.

A place of supernatural powers, inside the bus.

(End of this chapter)