Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 122 Cemetery Flame Out (ask for automatic subscription, ask for monthly pass)

"Get in the car!"

Zhou Deng had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he didn't care anymore, and took advantage of this gap to rush into the car.

Sun Xing bathed in the will-o'-the-wisp and walked out of the darkness. More and more ghosts around him were chasing him, blowing their horns.

At this moment, he didn't dare to be careless anymore, he took a step forward, stepped on the bus, and immediately put away the iron rod.

"boom!"

The bus doors closed again.

Many strange figures outside were left blowing their horns through the car window, and the strange sound came, but quickly disappeared.

The vehicle has already started, driving forward, and quickly detoured out of the burning village along the cobblestone path around it.

"Brother, you are so courageous, you really took down this golden crown."

Looking at the rotten red flower in his hand, Zhou Deng was obviously not satisfied with the golden crown in Sun Xing's hand.

"But your iron rod is really good, it can even get stuck in the car door."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Deng looked enviously at the iron rod in Sun Xing's hand, his eyes burning.

It's not just him, everyone in the carriage just now clearly saw that this iron rod can knock even ghosts into the air, and it can even jam the door of a supernatural bus, it is definitely the top one among supernatural things kind.

"What is the use of this thing?"

Sun Xing looked at the golden crown in his hand. He was sure that it was definitely not made of gold, but it did look like it was cast from pure gold. There was no fixed place for the golden crown. May all fall.

But supernatural things obviously cannot be guessed with common sense.

When the ghost bridegroom wore this thing just now, it was as if it had taken root on his head. Even he couldn't get it off, and finally he was beaten off with an iron rod.

"Thank you buddy for opening the door this time, otherwise I would really have to fall outside."

Zhou Deng looked at Sun Xing and said suddenly.

"It's a small matter, and I'm helping myself."

Sun Xing waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

"That won't work, you've saved me, so feel free to ask if you can help me in the future."

Zhou Deng shook his head and said seriously.

"It's a pity that the Xifu was not taken down this time, but if you are prepared next time, you can still try it again."

Immediately afterwards, he returned to his original seat and sat down.

He is very free and easy, and seems to be used to this kind of struggle on the edge of life and death. As he said, if he gets the chance next time, he will still make a move without hesitation.

But it's not unreasonable for him to survive until now. Apart from his great courage, his strength and decisiveness are beyond the reach of ordinary people who dare to grab the wool of the supernatural land.

suddenly.

Sun Xing noticed a few extra invitations on the seats in the carriage, and he turned his head to look at the village behind.

A horrifying scene happened.

At the stop sign just now, there were no invitations flying all over the sky, and everything returned to normal, but there were gradually more figures around, coming out from houses, corners, and alleys, surrounding the ghost groom. There were at least dozens of people around, their faces were numb, colorless, and they watched the bus leave indifferently.

"Gudong."

Several ghost masters at the back of the carriage also saw this scene, and many of them swallowed their saliva.

The number of these ghosts is still increasing. If they stay any longer, not only Zhou Deng will die outside, they may also die here.

After all, all the invitations are on the bus, it doesn't mean that other ghosts can't get on the bus.

Sun Xing then looked at the golden crown in his hand.

It was firm, cold, very cold, and looked like a golden crown. It was not big in size, but it had an extraordinary weight. Sun Xing felt very difficult to hold it with one hand, as if he was holding a hill.

Sun Xing watched carefully, and found that the golden crown was faintly doped with some strange purple. If it wasn't for this thing worn on a ghost's head, Sun Xing would have thought it was a magnificent work of art.

"This supernatural object should be similar to Ye Zhen's shoes. It won't wear anything. I don't know what it is for now. It's better to put it away first."

Sun Xing secretly said.

"Damn it, Xiao Sun, you are so capable, a group of ghosts have come out."

Xiong Wenwen in the middle seat of the carriage spoke.

"If I don't have this confidence, I won't get out of the car."

Sun Xing spoke calmly.

Zhou Deng pricked up his ears. Why does this voice sound so familiar?
Turning his head to look, he found that there was a brat sitting behind his seat, and his face became weird.

"Fuck, when did you come? You dare to come to this place by yourself?"

Apparently, although Zhou Deng didn't often show up at the headquarters, he still knew the brat.

"Who said it's just me? Have you seen my grandson? And Mr. Fang, this is my elder brother."

Xiong Wenwen pointed to Sun Xing who was in the driver's seat, and then patted Fang Shiming's shoulder next to him, making the other party frowned, wanting to explode, but held back.

What the hell!

Zhou Deng gasped, and then he realized that the extremely low-key person next to Xiongzi was actually Fang Shiming.

This force is finished for you.

"But you are from the headquarters, the headquarters will send the president of the dignified circle of friends to protect you on the bus?"

Obviously, Zhou Deng also had some disbelief, and asked.

"What nonsense, Daddy Xiong is now, um... my elder brother's man. I have already joined my elder brother Sun Xing's team, and no one can persuade him."

Xiong Wenwen patted his chest and immediately opened his mouth and said, which meant that he would go up the mountain of swords and go down the sea of ​​fire for Sun Xing.

"Fuck, what kind of eyes are you looking at? Questioning your father?"

Zhou Deng couldn't believe it all over his face, but you are the treasure of the headquarters, how can you join other people's teams?
He didn't know about Sun Xing's overthrow of the headquarters. After all, it was only a few hours, and he often stayed in the supernatural place, so he didn't know much about many things in the headquarters.

"Be quiet, kid, the female ghosts next to you are all staring at you."

Sun Xing frowned and said.

Xiong Wenwen's hairs stood on end, and he quickly looked at the female corpse next to his seat, and found that this shriveled corpse seemed to be really looking at him with its head tilted.

"Cheat corpse!"

In a few minutes.

The bus drove out of this eerie village, and the scene of flames rising into the sky disappeared, replaced by darkness.

This time it seemed to be driving for half an hour.

The bus gradually drove into a strange place.

A cemetery.

Both sides of the road are densely packed with graves, each of which is raised like a small hill. Some of the graves have tombstones standing upright, while others do not.

Some of the mounds were cracked and sunken, as if something inside had left the big tomb, causing the mounds to sink.

"Fuck, is it a cemetery?"

Sun Xing, who was sitting in the front driving seat, was the first to see this strange scene.

This mound of graves couldn't be seen at a glance, and it stretched all the way to the dark place, covering the sky and covering the sky. Just looking at it, Sun Xing's breathing became slow.

This is another huge spiritual land, full of weirdness.

"Don't stop here, or there will be many ghosts on this bus."

A ghost master also noticed the scene outside and said in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, this isn't the first time this mound has appeared. There is no platform here, and there will be no parking. I saw this mound by car last time."

An experienced ghost master said swearingly.

"Hopefully."

Outside the car window, front, back, left, and right, there are graves everywhere. You can't see the end, which makes your scalp tingle. There are ominous and weird things everywhere. This place is like a large haunted house.

Suddenly.

Sun Xing saw that a section of the grave suddenly broke off, leaving a large open space, where a small road led directly to the mountain.

There, under the dim light, one can vaguely see a small wooden house sitting there alone on the hill surrounded by the mounds below.

The wooden house is old, and it is obviously a product of at least a few decades ago. It is crumbling, and it looks like it is leaking from all sides, as if it will fall apart at any time.

"The cemetery owner Luo Qian's place?"

Sun Xing secretly thought that he saw that Meng Xiaodong, who had always been calm, moved, and seemed to be looking towards the wooden house.

Just when Sun Xing thought he would pass by this cemetery soon and continue to the next site.

An unexpected thing happened.

Everyone in the carriage leaned forward, and a drowsy person behind him almost fell out of his seat.

Many people were awakened.

because.

car.

Stopped.

Strangely, it stopped at the foot of a small hill, surrounded by graves, and it was dark. Logically speaking, there is no road here, so it is impossible for a car to drive in, and there is no stop sign, let alone stop.

"Impossible! It's impossible to park in this ghost place. I passed by here once before, and it was safe and sound!"

A ghost master behind stood up in disbelief.

"It's not parked, it's turned off, man."

A man wearing a peaked cap stood up with unprecedented dignity on his face.

"I know that the engine is turned off, but it shouldn't be played like this! Look at how many ghosts are on the car now!"

A ghost master opened his pupils and said in a trembling voice.

Yes, how many ghosts are in the car now?
Someone looked towards the bus screen, where an outrageous number "18" was written.

"18 ghosts, damn it, 5 ghosts were brought down by the ghost groom, and 7 floated up again."

Sun Xing noticed several invitation cards on the seats.

Almost at the same time when the bus came to a complete stop, an old farmer wearing a turban sitting beside him stood up and walked slowly towards the back of the carriage.

Not only the old farmer, but also the snoring ghost stood up and walked towards the lower door at the same time.

The mummy bride, the snowing ghost, the female corpse beside Xiong Wenwen, and a few invitation cards, all the ghosts sitting on the bus stood up and walked towards the lower door.

"It's time to get out of the car."

Meng Xiaodong, who was carrying a bamboo basket, stood up expressionlessly. She was the calmest person in the carriage, as if 18 ghosts were just an ordinary number to her.

Not only the ghosts in the carriage, Zhou Deng, Fang Shiming and the other ghost masters all immediately walked towards the door.

Only Xiong Wenwen looked at Sun Xing foolishly: "Brother Sun, Mr. Fang is leaving by himself, should I get out of the car?"

"Damn it, you haven't memorized the rules, let yourself cheat you to death!"

Sun Xing gripped the iron rod tightly, and walked towards the car door.

Suddenly.

The lights on the bus suddenly went out, and a darkness began to spread rapidly from the front of the car to the rear.

Sun Xing frowned, the ghost domain extended to the outside of the bus, and he took Xiong Wenwen out of the carriage.

"Turn off the engine here, are you sure you won't kill this car?"

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