I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

At this time, Jones was absent-minded. He was thinking, what should he do if Zhang Tianshi came in here?
It is really difficult to kill a strong man of his level. Even if Zhang Tianshi deliberately lets the other party kill him, I guess the other party would not dare to do so, right?
In fact, Jones was overthinking it. Zhang Yangqing didn't come in at all.

The item given by Zhan Hai Shen is the item that can help you skip this level.

The crying of a baby will trap the chosen one in a special world, whether it is the crying of a baby in the Guhuaiyin Temple or the crying of a baby on the bus, it is the same.

As long as you get the props of Zankai God, this scene will appear on the bus.

After hearing the baby's cry, a burst of energy surged out of the branches on Zhang Yangqing's body. This power protected Zhang Yangqing and even the wolf demon was not disturbed by the crying.

Otherwise, a big bug will appear in the world of ghost stories.

Because Zhang Yangqing is a chosen one of his level, he will instinctively take action when facing danger.

I'm afraid the funeral home staff will be struck by terror.

Jones could have skipped this step, but he didn't bring it up.

Jones shook his head and put these thoughts behind him. At this time, he was still worried about Master Zhang. Does he need me to worry about him? I should worry about myself.

From what happened just now, Jones could also judge that there should be more than one "living person" in this funeral home.

Then he can find these living people and let them kill him, and then he can get out.

As for where the living person is, it is obvious that it is where the funeral home staff had just hammered the nail.

The staff chased after the others, and Jones immediately ran to the room he had just been in.

While running, he already had a detailed plan in his mind.

Jones pushed open the door. The funeral home staff were not there, and the room was still filled with a strong smell of decay.

The lid of the coffin trembled slightly, as if the thing inside was struggling desperately.

Jones' heart beat faster, but he knew this was his only chance.

He quickly scanned the room and found a hammer.

He picked up the hammer, took a deep breath, and walked to the shaking coffin.

A low groaning sound came from the coffin, as if something was struggling in pain.

Jones's hands shook slightly, but he forced himself to calm down.

He knew that he had to act quickly, otherwise the staff would be back at any time.

He raised the hammer and began to pry the nails out.

As he worked, the nails were pried out one by one and the lid of the coffin began to loosen.

Jones' heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and beads of cold sweat were oozing out of his forehead.

During this process, Jones knew that once the things in the coffin came out, they might pose a threat to him, but this was also his only chance.

Finally, the last nail was hammered out and the lid of the coffin was pushed open.

A tall man jumped out of the coffin, his eyes were fierce and his face had a ferocious expression.

His movements were swift, like an enraged beast.

Jones' heart sank, but he had no time to hesitate.

He quickly pulled a knife out of his pocket, held it in his hand, and rushed towards the man.

He knew that he had to take the initiative, otherwise the other party might not kill him.

If he asked the other party to kill him, the other party might think it was a trick.

"Go to hell, and you will be my strength!" Jones shouted, trying to show that he was going to kill the other person.

The man in front of him didn't know what had happened, nor did he know why the staff who had just brought him here was not there, but when he saw Jones coming towards him, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He grabbed Jones' wrist and twisted it so hard that the knife fell to the ground in an instant.

Jones felt a sharp pain, but he did not give up and struggled desperately.

"Let me go, or my colleagues will kill you." Jones continued to shout. Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment. He thought Jones was actually that guy's colleague, so why should he stay?

If I can't kill your colleagues, can I kill you? Anyway, you won't let me go, so I'll kill you right now!
Soon, his eyes turned fierce again and he grabbed Jones by the neck.

Jones found it increasingly difficult to breathe and his vision began to blur.

His heartbeat quickened and numerous images flashed through his mind.

He knew that he was facing death, but at the same time as he felt fear, he also felt a sense of relief.

"Is it finally over?"

Jones muttered to himself as his consciousness gradually faded.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, the scene before him suddenly changed.

The funeral parlor room disappeared, replaced by the familiar bus carriage.

Jones opened his eyes suddenly and found himself sitting in his seat, breathing rapidly, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"I'm back?"

Jones looked at his hands and muttered to himself.

My heart was filled with gratitude for surviving the disaster.

He looked around and found that the little girl was still sitting next to him, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

The other passengers in the car remained expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

Jones took a deep breath. He had just experienced a life-and-death test, but he finally managed to get back on the bus in accordance with Rule 5.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The little girl asked softly, a hint of concern in her voice.

She didn't want anything to happen to Jones. If Jones died, who would take her back to find her father?

Jones forced a smile, patted the little girl's head, and said, "It's okay, uncle just had a nightmare."

The little girl nodded, seeming to believe what he said.

As if remembering something, Jones asked in a low voice: "Look again, is the man with many mouths still there?"

The little girl looked around and said, "No, he got off at the previous platform."

At this time, Jones also discovered that the black and white ghost officers and the ghosts they had captured were not in the car. They probably got off the car during the time when he entered the illusion.

There is a dangerous pit now, which is the sports guy behind me, and the sports guy is still in the car.

The reason why he is dangerous is that he has no feet and cannot be looked at eye to eye.

Having survived so many dangers, Jones didn't want to fail in the end, so he was very careful.

As for the woman in the long skirt, it is probably a side quest.

Jones did not plan to continue the mission until he obtained specific intelligence.

Now when we need to observe something, we rely on the little girl's eyes.

At this time, Jones glanced out the window and found that the bus was still moving and the scenery outside the window was still shrouded in thick fog.

The next step is to wait for the bus to arrive at Wugui Funeral Home. The final pit may be here.

Jones didn't understand, what could be the problem?

As the scene outside the window continued to change, a strange sound was heard inside the car.

Jones noticed that the little girl and other passengers in the car had become dazed.

Jones tried calling out to the little girl quietly, but got no response.

There was a sound of brakes and a familiar scene appeared outside the window!
(End of this chapter)