The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 11 Taking the Bus
After the members of the former Dabei City Club declared their allegiance to him, Fang Ming asked the others to leave first, leaving Hu Xing alone.

Afterwards, under Hu Xing's puzzled gaze, he handed him his mobile phone and said, "I need to go out alone to do some things. This is the mobile phone given to me by the headquarters. Although I am the person in charge of the headquarters, I Does not manage any cities. The status is equivalent to the mercenary of the headquarters, and the headquarters pays me to do things."

When Hu Xing heard that Fang Ming said that he was a person in charge of the headquarters, he was also surprised for a while, but he was relieved. Only the person in charge of the headquarters can have such a strong strength.

Fang Ming continued: "During the time I was away, if someone from the headquarters contacts you by phone, you should tell him that I am busy driving the second ghost in the safe room and have no time to accept the employment from the headquarters. We'll talk about everything when I get back."

Fang Ming is going to reveal a little bit of his strength, at least he will show that he is a ghost master who has controlled two fierce ghosts, and he will not be underestimated by a group of ghost masters who have been tortured mad by the resurrection of the ghosts .

I thought to myself, "In the future, I will be the Interpol Ming who can control ghosts, water and ghosts. What does the S-level ghost 'Ghost Rain' have to do with me? I can't rain~".

After a few more instructions, let Hu Xing keep an eye on the task of collecting water-related supernatural beings, and then directly spread the ghosts and monsters and disappeared in this magnificent manor.

Fang Ming was standing in front of a bus stop on the streets of Dabei City at this time, and at the same time showed his true image as a ghost, without wearing Zheng Fei's skin.

It was a terrifying figure in white clothes with long hair hanging loose.

The thick long hair concealed Fang Ming's real face. If someone lifted the long hair on his forehead, he would be able to see the terrifying ghost eyes covered by the ghost hair, all of which were filled with black eye sockets. .

Fang Ming recklessly exuded the terrifying aura of being a ghost. If some ghost masters who were more sensitive to the aura of ghosts were nearby, he would be able to feel this depressing wave of terrifying spirituality.

He is currently doing an experiment to see if he can attract the ghost bus with his ghost breath.When he was reading the original book, he wondered why the ghost bus carried ghosts on the bus.How does it know where to get the ghosts into the car, and what do the ghosts who get on the car rely on to judge that they should get off the car.

Fang Ming had a guess in his mind, that is, there are several necessary conditions. First, he must stand at the bus stop sign. Of course, there may be other signs in the land of supernatural beings.Then there was a scary ghost who wanted to get on the bus, but Fang Ming didn't know whether those ghosts wanted to get on the bus or saw the ghost bus passively get on the bus.

Fang Ming thought to himself, "To verify whether this conjecture is true, at most I will wait for a while. If there is no ghost bus to pick me up, I will drive the ghost directly and go to the place where I live a happy life by myself."

After all, looking at the original book, with this population base, the strength of the headquarters of the ghost master is still very strong, and there is only Xiaotian.In other densely populated countries, such as the Great Beautiful Country, there used to be a team of top ghost masters with a glorious history of restraining ghost paintings.

Fang Ming felt that before he fully grown up, the persimmon still needed to be squeezed softly. After he became an S-level ghost, he would be worthy of the Seven Guys of the Republic of China. He still doesn't want to touch the old antiques. Who knows if these old guys who have half of their bodies buried in the ground will drag this terrifying ghost of himself to be buried with them before they die.

While Fang Ming was still thinking about it, there was a burst of supernatural aura from a distance. Fang Ming thought that he had guessed the principle of the ghost bus getting on the ghost bus. It's a ghost, and it smells like a wishful thinking.

At this time, several ordinary people came to the bus stop and prepared to take the bus. The ghost bus slowed down and stopped in front of the stop. Fang Ming watched the old bus open the door without hesitation. Stepping into the bus, the supernatural power on the bus body was pressed into the body as soon as it entered the body. Although it can still use this power, there is an instinctive premonition that tells me that I can't use supernatural power on the ghost bus, otherwise I will die. Something terrible happened.

Some ordinary people waiting in front of the bus stop sign also followed Fang Ming into this ghost bus, because no matter which bus they originally wanted to take, they would subconsciously think that this was the bus they wanted to take.

There are already three passengers in the bus. Sitting in front is a female ghost with loose hair. Like herself, she is also dressed in white, but her hair is several times thicker than her own, and her whole body is almost covered by her hair.

Fang Ming could feel that the horror of this female ghost was far inferior to his own, but the amount of hair was so enviable. He withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward. Sitting in the middle was a ghost with the appearance of a scorched corpse. .

Seeing that this ghost has no human appearance at all, he thought that those ordinary people who came up behind would probably find out that something was wrong right away, so he hoped that they could get off the bus before it closed. Of course, Fang Ming didn't think about it at all. To remind them, I am now a ghost with no emotions.

Fang Ming walked unhurriedly to the last row and found an empty seat to sit down. Next to him was a man wearing a peaked cap. He shrank his body back even more, motionless as if he had fallen asleep.

Lin Bei discovered Fang Ming's identity as a ghost as soon as he got on the bus, because his appearance was too obvious, exuding a sinister and terrifying aura, and the number of passengers on the bus changed from three to four. It also represented Fang Ming's identity as a ghost.

When Lin Bei saw this ghost crossing the front row and the middle row and walking directly towards the last row, Lin Bei's heart almost jumped into his throat, and he shrank back, pretending to be asleep, hoping not to cause the ghost attention.

Fang Ming ignored the little ant, and sat in the middle seat of the last row, watching the ordinary people getting on the bus one after another, without making a single movement.

Those ordinary people boarded the bus in pairs, chatting and laughing, and sat down in the vacant seats. At this time, some people saw the scorched ghost sitting in the middle row, and one of the girls screamed. , stepped back a few steps, and shrunk into the arms of her male companion.

The others also heard the screams, and turned their gazes to this side. When they saw the terrifying male corpse that made the girls scream, they also felt a chill in their hearts. Some of them picked up the phone and tried to call the police, but they couldn't get through.There are also a few sensitive people who faintly sensed that something was wrong, and they were getting up from their seats, planning to get off the bus before it closed.

Just when those "lucky guys" were about to get off the bus, the bus door slammed shut, and these ordinary people shouted directly at the bus driver, "Master, please open the door, we have to get off! "

But the driver didn't respond at all, the ghost bus directly turned from stationary to driving, and the scenery through the window was quickly reversed.Seeing that the driver ignored them at all, those people became more and more angry and panicked. The scene in the car stimulated their emotions, each of them looked like frightened deer, and the driver became their outlet.

One of the burly men yelled two or three times, but when the driver didn't answer him, he walked up to the driver angrily, slapped the driver on the shoulder vigorously and said, "I'm talking to you, I can't hear you, right?" !"

But this shot directly knocked the driver down, and the driver's stiff body fell to the side. Everyone looked at the driver's ashen face and felt that the driver had been dead for a while, and they were shocked that the driver was dead. Who is driving the bus?

At this time, the bus also seemed to respond to their questions. The steering wheel of the bus rotated by itself, as if a pair of invisible hands were controlling the steering wheel.

Ghost Bus said: As a mature bus, you should learn to drive yourself.

One of the ordinary people should have heard some folk rumors, such as some supernatural events such as ghost buses, and shouted, "We should be on a ghost bus. This is not a bus for us living people, but a bus for us." It's a car for ghosts!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly pushed the bus door or tried to open the window to escape, and a brave man sat in the driver's seat and tried to stop the bus, but all attempts failed.

Most people noticed the strangely dressed "passengers" in the bus when they heard someone speculate that it was a ghost bus. Of course, Fang Ming, who was dressed in white and his face was completely covered by hair, was the same as CP. The well-dressed female ghost was directly classified as weird and untouchable by them.

Everyone found that they really couldn't leave the ghost bus, so they could only sit in twos and threes to find vacant seats away from the ghosts.After a while, there were whispers in some corners, and the faint sobbing of some girls.

Fang Ming is not going to interfere in the lives of these ordinary people, he is just going to take the ghost bus, get off at any foreign place, and take a sightseeing bus to experience the scenery of various supernatural places.

If there are some ghosts that interest him, he will be more than happy to accept them.

Looking at the scenery passing by outside the window and the rapidly darkening sky outside, the corners of Fang Ming's mouth covered by his ghost hair curled into an arc.

(End of this chapter)