Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 115 Li Hui... Is he a vengeful ghost?

"I'm not dead yet?"

Gao Ming, who had fallen into a coma, slowly woke up. His thoughts began to return to normal, and his consciousness regained control of his body.

"Did other Ghost Tamers at headquarters save me?"

Upon waking up, the first thing Gao Ming saw was the hotel corridor. He was familiar with this place; it was the corridor of the Wanting Hotel.

He wasn't sure which floor it was, because the corridors on each floor of the hotel were almost identical, with no real difference, and the floors were covered with red carpets that ran the entire length of the corridors.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this is definitely not the thirty-fifth floor of the Wanting Hotel.

Because it's too clean.

The corridors were spotless, with no standing water or floating corpses. Even if a vengeful ghost is imprisoned, some supernatural influences still remain. Even the headquarters staff would not be able to clean it up to this extent in a short time.

As Gao Ming observed the room numbers of the guest rooms on both sides of the corridor, his guess was confirmed.

"The 32nd floor?"

The room number next to Gao Ming is 3213, which tells a lot. The room number of Wanting Hotel is composed of the floor and the number. The first two digits represent the floor, and the last two digits indicate which room is on that floor.

"From the 35th floor to the 32nd floor, who was the Ghost Tamer sent by headquarters to provide support? They didn't take me to the hospital, nor did they send me back to headquarters or find me a room to rest. Instead, they just dumped me in the corridor on the 32nd floor. What does that mean?"

Gao Ming frowned slightly.

Just as he was standing up in thought, a man's voice came from behind him.

"You're awake? Remember to tell Cao Yanhua when you get back to headquarters to send over the reward for this incident as soon as possible—the reward for getting people out of trouble should be combined with the reward for handling paranormal events!"

The moment the sound rang out, Gao Ming turned around and looked behind him, only to see an extremely bizarre scene.

Not far behind him floated a portrait that was taller than a person.

The background of the painting is also a scene of a hotel corridor, except that there is murky sewage piled up on the floor of the corridor, and there are also densely packed rotting corpses floating in the water.

At that moment, a young man was wading through the puddles and walking towards them.

Yes.

Under a discerning gaze.

The young man simply walked out of the portrait, a supernatural phenomenon Gao Ming had never heard of before. After the man emerged, the portrait vanished into thin air.

"you are?"

Upon seeing Li Hui not far away, Gao Ming's expression changed, filled with vigilance.

Because in his view, the man in front of him was extremely strange.

It seems to be... a vengeful ghost!
The supernatural power that Gao Ming wields is related to his eyes. His eyes are very special. To be precise, Gao Ming does not have eyeballs. Under his black sunglasses are two eye sockets, which are empty and pitch black, like two bottomless abysses, revealing an unusual eeriness.

Even without eyeballs, he can see everything around him just like a normal person, except that what appears in his eye sockets is different from what ordinary people see.

In Gao Ming's eyes, the world is colorless; everything is pitch black. Yet, within this darkness, ordinary things still have outlines and shapes.

It is worth mentioning that supernatural power will appear in a different color in Gao Ming's eyes. The appearance of any supernatural power is like a light in the dark night, which is particularly eye-catching!

At this moment, Li Hui appeared colorful in Gao Ming's eyes.

It was a black and white color, like the person in a funeral portrait!
He exuded an inexplicable chill, and even a simple gaze from him made Gao Ming feel immense pressure, as if he were being watched by a vengeful ghost.

“Although a Ghost Master controls vengeful spirits and possesses supernatural powers, it wouldn’t manifest like this. Even an anomaly among Ghost Masters wouldn’t act this way. This person is very strange!”

For an instant.

Gao Ming became extremely vigilant.

But he wisely didn't reveal too much, instead continuing from where Li Hui left off: "You saved me? What's this 'reward' you mentioned? Is it the travel allowance for this trip?"

"I am not from your headquarters."

Li Hui said, "This operation is a transaction with headquarters. You don't need to know too much. Once you get back, Cao Yanhua will know what to do. Just tell him not to dawdle and to send the goods over as soon as possible."

"Okay, I will definitely pass on your message."

Hear the words.

Gao Ming responded with a single sentence, then immediately turned and left, intending to get out of there first.

Standing next to Li Hui was incredibly stressful, as if he would be attacked and killed at any moment.

As for whether the other party is a human or a vengeful ghost, let the others at headquarters worry about that. He has always adhered to the "laid-back" personality, thinking that it's better to avoid trouble, as long as it doesn't cause problems in his jurisdiction.

Let’s take a step back.

Even if Li Hui is a vengeful ghost, and problems arise within his jurisdiction, Gao Ming would not hesitate to report and request support, and would never try to handle the situation alone.

As for the near-disaster at the Wanting Hotel, that was purely an accident.

Gao Ming initially thought it was a minor matter, but little did he know that the vengeful spirit controlled by the ghost tamer named Jiang Kun was so special that before he could even fully reach the source, he was dragged into the water by the densely packed corpses in the stagnant water...

Here.

Li Hui watched Gao Ming's retreating figure with a blank expression. After the other's figure had completely disappeared, he took the elevator back to the room that had been arranged for him in the hotel.

He had successfully dealt with the black skeletal ghost, and along with the corpses in the stagnant water, it became part of his ghost realm, no different from the other ghosts he had previously imprisoned there.

Room 2023.

Back in his room, Li Hui lay down on the bed to rest. He wasn't in a hurry to meet with Elder Qin and wouldn't force his way into the headquarters. He planned to wait for the Ghost Riders headquarters' arrangements.

As for whether Old Qin will refuse to meet.

Li Hui felt that the probability of refusal was not high. The other party had the ability to communicate with his future self, so it was impossible for him not to know the impact of his appearance. Therefore, he felt that the probability of Old Qin agreeing to talk to him was higher.

As for what Qin Lao was thinking, and whether the final outcome of the conversation would be as he wished, Li Hui had no idea.

Thinking.

Li Hui gradually drifted off to sleep.

at the same time.

the other side.

Yang Jian, who was on the haunted bus, finally realized that he was caught up in an unknown supernatural event.

Chasing after a cell phone signal, he ended up catching up with a ghost car; only Yang Jian himself knows what he felt during that experience.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was unusually heavy. All the ordinary passengers wore expressions of anxiety, panic, and fear. Some of the bolder passengers tried to control the vehicle and stop it, but all of them failed.

The bus hadn't started at all; the dashboard lights weren't on. Even the bus driver was lying in the aisle, already dead and stiff.

Yet this vehicle, which was neither started nor driven, was driving smoothly on the road at a constant speed of about fifty miles per hour, which was extremely strange.

It's not just the vehicle itself.

There are also problems with the external environment.

Yang Jian had noticed for a long time that the environment outside the bus had unknowingly turned into a wilderness, stretching as far as the eye could see, with no sign of human habitation.

Furthermore, the bus hasn't stopped at any station for a long time, and it's unknown where this ghost bus will eventually go.

During the journey, Yang Jian noticed something was wrong and immediately tried to escape by opening the window, but he failed. Even the Ghost Domain couldn't take him away.

Although the ghost realm could unfold normally inside the carriage, it could not spread outside, as if the entire carriage was a ghostly cage, and the ghosts inside could not spread out at all.

"Ok?"

"The vehicle is starting to slow down. Does this mean it's going to stop and pull into the station? But what's the point of stopping here? What if there are any unexpected changes to the bus? Can I leave while it's running?"

suddenly.

Yang Jian, who had been observing the vehicle and the surrounding environment, noticed the bus's abnormality immediately. The vehicle, which was traveling at about 50 miles per hour, suddenly began to slow down.

The initial speed decreased from fifty to forty, then to thirty, and the speed continued to decrease.

In addition, the environment has changed.

I don’t know when.

A dirt and gravel path appeared not far ahead of the vehicle. Yang Jian was certain that there was no path there before, but it appeared out of thin air after the vehicle began to slow down.

"An unknown paranormal phenomenon!"

Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly, and a scarlet ghost eye on his forehead burst through his skin and opened up, looking towards the front of the vehicle.

At the end of that muddy path was a slightly dilapidated building, constructed of bluestone bricks, with a distinct Republican-era style. It had a courtyard and looked somewhat like a mortuary from a movie or TV series!

and many more.

A mortuary?

Yang Jian frowned, as if he had suddenly thought of something.

It's important to know that in the old society, mortuaries were not a good thing; they were places used to store coffins and corpses...

Thinking about all the strange phenomena, Yang Jian's expression became even more grim, realizing that there was very likely a vengeful ghost in that building.

The already strange ghost carriage was now stopping in a place where evil spirits were believed to exist, making the situation even more bizarre.

But the supernatural bus didn't care what the passengers thought. With a screech of brakes, the bus came to a steady stop beside the dirt road.

Then the car door opened.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in through the open car door, causing the temperature inside the car to drop sharply.

"Do you want to get off?"

Looking at the open car door, Yang Jian hesitated for a moment. Logically speaking, the car door was open at this time, which was the best time for him to get off the car, but the outside environment told him that this was not a good place to get off the car.

But others don't care about all that.

Even though they also noticed the anomaly in the external environment, they still couldn't wait to get out of the car and escape from this ghost car.

"Quick, get out now while the car is parked and the door is open, otherwise you won't be able to leave once the door closes."

"This is a ghost car, everyone get out of here!"

"Damn it, stop pushing! My silicone is about to burst!"

"..."

In an instant, ordinary passengers rushed off the bus, looking anxious, as if they were afraid of being locked on the bus if they were late.

Seeing this, Yang Jian did not say anything to stop him.

After all, he also wanted to know if there would be any danger in getting off the bus here.

Almost the instant the ordinary passengers disembarked, Yang Jian, who was still in the carriage, suddenly contracted his pupils.

Not far away, at the entrance of the mortuary, a figure appeared out of nowhere—a middle-aged woman dressed in white mourning clothes.

The woman stood there at the entrance of the mortuary, half of her body leaning out, expressionless, with a sallow complexion and cold, empty eyes that carried an inexplicable deathly stillness, looking towards the bus.

A vengeful ghost has appeared!

Yang Jian stared intently at the woman. On his forehead, the scarlet ghost eye darted restlessly a few times, also fixed on the direction where the woman in mourning was.

Then, under Yang Jian's watchful gaze.

The vengeful ghost strode towards them.

Several ordinary passengers who had gotten off the bus and run toward the building scattered and fled at this moment, realizing that they had encountered a vengeful ghost, but none of them were able to escape.

As the vengeful ghost emerging from the mortuary walked stiffly toward the bus, without making any unnecessary movements, the ordinary passengers all froze on the spot, then collapsed in the abandoned fields, their faces ashen, already lifeless.

"He's dead? Without any warning. What's the pattern of a vengeful ghost's killings?"

Yang Jian, inside the carriage, was deep in thought, unable to deduce the pattern of the vengeful ghost; the information he currently possessed was far too limited.

Yang Jian found the behavior of the ordinary passengers who were attacked to be quite normal; apart from running away, they did almost nothing alike, making it difficult to determine the vengeful ghost's killing patterns.

The ghost on the other side did not stop its actions; it continued to walk towards the bus, then boarded through the open front door and sat down in a seat.

"Ok?"

The moment the vengeful ghost got on the bus.

Yang Jian noticed other unusual things.

It was the black electronic screen on the bus used to record the number of passengers. The number on it, made up of red lights, jumped and changed from 3 to 4.

Even so, the numbers still didn't match the actual number of passengers. At this moment, there were a total of 7 passengers in the carriage, including the woman in mourning who had just boarded.

Besides the woman in mourning clothes and Yang Jian himself, there were two strange passengers sitting in the last row of the carriage. One of them was wearing a trench coat, with his arms crossed and head down, so his face was not visible. He was sitting on the far right. The other person was wearing a baseball cap and a long-sleeved shirt, and was also leaning against the window with his head down.

The two people sat on opposite sides, motionless, stiff as corpses, exuding an eerie atmosphere.

In addition, there was an elderly woman with a wrinkled face sitting in the aisle seat, and two young people who looked like students in school uniforms, with tense and frightened expressions, sitting behind Yang Jian.

There are 7 passengers, but the number displayed is 4, which is obviously wrong.

"Perhaps... the number 4 passengers doesn't refer to living people."

Suddenly, an idea popped into Yang Jian's mind.

If what he thinks is true, then the number of passengers on the display screen likely refers to the number of ghosts on this bus.

Think of this.

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a chill.

Four of the seven passengers were vengeful ghosts, meaning the number of ghosts exceeded half, which is an extremely terrifying fact.

Yang Jian even knew which four vengeful ghosts they were, since besides himself, only the two students dressed as ordinary people were actually ghosts.

7 minus 3.

This math problem is easy to solve.

This proves that the remaining four are all vengeful ghosts!

Moreover, Yang Jian had already vaguely guessed the truth of the matter: this bus was not meant to carry people, but to carry ghosts.

These people accidentally boarded a ghost bus!

(End of this chapter)