Mysterious Resurrection: I am Jiang Shang, commanding ghosts and becoming a god

Chapter 61: Yang Jian can do it, why can’t I?
"Plop~!"

As the man's slap fell, the driver's head was easily slapped to the ground.

"What the hell! What the hell is going on!" Seeing the head that he had fanned off, the man's eyes suddenly narrowed. If he hadn't been a gangster in his early years, he might have collapsed to the ground in fear at this moment.

But the man's violently trembling legs still exposed his inner fear.

Jiang Shan watched the scene coldly. He already knew that the driver of the ghost bus was dead.

The person driving this ghost bus is not a human, but a ghost hiding in the driver's seat!
But looking at the severely decayed head on the ground that could no longer be recognized as human, Jiang Shan couldn't help but frown.

Judging from the degree of decay of the skull, he concluded that the man must have been dead for a long time.

As the driver's head fell to the ground, most of the passengers on the bus became frightened and panicked. Everyone began to realize the seriousness of the matter. This was no longer a simple matter of the bus going in the wrong lane.

No one was a fool. The eye sockets of the skull were so rotten that the bones were exposed. It was obvious that the driver had been dead for who knows how long.

So who is driving this car?

Ghost? !
When everyone figured out the situation, panic broke out instantly.

Some people hurriedly called for help, some tried to open the car windows to see if they could jump out and escape, and some were terrified.

Although the phone was connected by several people, they all received the news that rescue was possible.

But Jiang Shan knew that this ghost bus no longer existed in the world. He glanced at the gloomy scene outside the window and saw nothing real except a dark and gloomy forest.

You know, just a few minutes ago, this bus was still running in the urban area of ​​Xiaochun City.

As time went by, the atmosphere of despair in the car became stronger and stronger, and a haze of death almost shrouded everyone's heart.

Jiang Shan, Lin Bei and other ghost riders who knew the inside story were calmly waiting for something unexpected to happen.

They all knew that there was nothing scary about the ghost bus driving into a haunted place, but if they encountered some bad luck, even as ghost riders they would be at risk of instant death.

In this depressing atmosphere, time passes by every second.

Thirty minutes later,
The bus is about to stop at the station.

The passengers on this strange bus were already panicked and scared. They were thinking about how to escape from this place all the time. But after some attempts, they found that they could only stay on the bus and let this out-of-control bus carry them to an unknown place.

No matter how many times they called for help, there was no response. The person on the other end of the phone always told them one sentence:

"The number you dialed is out of service area."

But now, they found that the bus was actually slowing down to enter the station.

No one stepped on the brakes to steer the vehicle, and no one controlled the steering wheel. The car gradually began to pull over to the side of the road as if it had no one behind the wheel.

"The bus is about to stop." The female tour guide sitting in the front row shouted hurriedly.

Everyone prepared to rush out of the car at the same time.

"Brother, aren't you going to get off the car?" The girl next to Jiang Shan said in a trembling voice with a terrified face.

"I want to get off the car, but I have to look carefully before I get off. No one knows where this car will take us." Jiang Shan said loudly on purpose.

Because he knew that conventional persuasion would not stop this group of ordinary people who had already fallen into panic, so he needed to use some methods to make this group of people alert:
You won’t survive if you get off the car, but you will die faster if you get off!
Jiang Shan's action caught Lin Bei's attention, because most of the ghost riders present knew this:
In a situation where one could encounter an evil ghost at any time, the more people who survive, the less likely they are to be attacked by the ghost.

"So does he want to save people? Or does he want to find a few scapegoats?" Lin Bei couldn't help but think.

Right now,

Jiang Shan's words stunned the people who were about to get off the bus. Some were thinking, some were hesitating, and some seemed not to have heard it, with anxiety written all over their faces.

Then there was a clear brake sound.

The bus finally stopped after running for so long.

The next moment, the front door opened.

A biting chill blew into the car along with the cold wind outside. The temperature in the car dropped sharply, making people feel goose bumps.

Outside the car, it was shockingly dark.

It was silent and I felt as if I had arrived at an unknown and mysterious world. It was not a platform beside the road at all.

A burst of extremely hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, and most of the people in the car rushed out like crazy, while a few people looked outside the car vigilantly. It was obvious that they had heard Jiang Shan's words.

Liu Yingying stood in front of the car door after staring for a while. When she finally mustered up the courage to get off the car, she suddenly heard faint crying sounds. The crying sounds were intermittent, as if they came from the deep mountains and forests, revealing a kind of weirdness that made people shudder.

Jiang Shan in the car also heard the crying. At this time, he stood up and walked to the car door and looked in the direction of the crying.

Jiang Shan had good eyesight and he saw an old grave in the dim wilderness in the distance.

There was no tombstone in front of the old grave. A person in white mourning clothes, who could not be distinguished as a man or a woman, was kneeling in front of the grave. His body was stiff and motionless, and the crying sound, which sounded like that of a man or a woman, came from that person.

"Crying Ghost"

When he saw the crying ghost, Jiang Shan suddenly felt dazed, and then a skinny finger appeared in his hand.

There was some white and red brain matter on the fingers, making them look even more weird.

The feeling of trance was because Jiang Shan activated the ghost realm and took out the ghost finger from his head.

When the sound of people crying suddenly came from outside, Jiang Shan's face changed slightly. He knew that the crying ghost's killing pattern had been triggered.

Without exception, all those who follow the crying ghost will die!

"I recommend you get in the car quickly. If you're late, you'll be the next to die." Jiang Shan clenched his skinny fingers in his hand and said coldly to the outside of the car.

Hearing Jiang Shan's reminder, people outside the bus once again rushed to get on the bus.

Whoever runs slower will die first!

After the last living person got on the bus, Jiang Shan's palms were sweating coldly. He stared outside the car, observing the movements of the crying ghost.

Jiang Shan has been coveting the face-covering cloth with a crying face printed on it of the crying grave ghost for a long time. Regardless of whether the crying face can achieve a balance with the dead face ghost, the fact that it is the puzzle piece that the newspaper ghost is looking for is enough for him to take risks for it.

But Jiang Shan, who had already taken out the ghost finger, hesitated at this moment. Because of the word "ghost", the ghost finger and the word "ghost" could achieve the same effect as coffin nails.

But now the word "ghost" has been separated from the body, and he is not sure whether the effect of this ghost finger alone can pin down the crying ghost Jiang Shan's heart.

If he fails to nail it, he will face a terrorist attack.

"I remember that Yang Jian used a ghost rope to hang up the crying ghost. Then, due to the interference of the ghost bride, the ghost rope became silent, and the white cloth with the crying face printed on it was obtained by Yang Jian."

Jiang Shan, who was originally a little hesitant, touched the ghost rope around his waist, and a strong idea came to his mind.

He was not sure whether the ghost bride would get on the ghost bus by such a coincidence, and he was even less sure whether the ghost bus would stall as he wished.
After all, Jiang Shan is not Yang Jian.

His future cannot be entirely pinned on Yang Jian's story. If he cannot live his own way, his ending will be nothing more than a resurrected evil spirit dying in the sixty years when Yang Jian sealed off the supernatural.

Instead of being so compromising,

It would be better to fight for a chance of survival.

He Yang Jian is amazing.

How can't I do it?
After thinking about it, under Lin Bei's surprised gaze, he saw Jiang Shan holding the golden rope in one hand and holding a skinny finger in the other hand and quickly walked down the ghost bus.

At this time, there are still two minutes before the ghost bus departs.
In this book, I made some secondary creations to some characters, which will not affect the subsequent plot, but only add some highlights to the book. If there are any poorly written ones, I hope you brothers will tell me more. Thank you for your support!

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