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

Chapter 64: White Bone Pagoda
When the crying grave ghost killed people, Jiang Shan saw this man in the car and got out of the car with everyone else, and stood near the lonely grave.

But when the crying ghost started crying and killing people, this man inexplicably covered his ears before that!

Seeing the expression of physical discomfort on his face, Jiang Shan felt that his pain did not come from the evil spirit, but from some kind of physical discomfort.

This is an exaggeration.

"What's your name? Tell me why you covered your ears when you met the ghost?" Jiang Shan asked.

Feeling the coldness in Jiang Shan's tone, the man replied in panic:

"Little brother, my name is Zhang Dongxing, don't be so serious, I will tell you whatever you ask me, as long as you can tell me what the ghost behind me is."

Seeing that Jiang Shan's brows were still furrowed, he hurriedly continued:

"I remember that not long after I got off the bus, I suddenly felt a ringing in my ears and couldn't hear anything. Then I saw that everyone around me was dead, so I quickly ran to the bus. After I got on the bus, my ear was healed. Don't you think it's strange, brother?"

Do you have tinnitus when the crying ghost kills people with his crying sound?

Dude, are you lucky star?

Zhang Dongxing's words made Jiang Shan raise his eyebrows. It seemed that his guess was almost right, but to be on the safe side, he continued to ask:

"What happened in the casino you went to? Was there anything special that made you feel strange?"

"Well, let me think about it, brother. I don't think there's anything strange. Except that the casino was closed after I made the report call, there's nothing else." Zhang Dongxing fell into memories. After thinking for a while, he continued:

"Oh, now I remember there is something that makes me feel unusual!"

"What's the matter?" Looking at Zhang Dongxing's excited face, Jiang Shan said coldly.

"Md, brother, you don't know me. I used to lose every time I gambled. I remember that year when I played mahjong, the maximum bet was 32 yuan, and I lost 17,000 yuan!" Zhang Dongxing said angrily.

"I don't want to hear your nonsense. If you don't tell me useful information, I promise that the next shot will hit your leg."

Jiang Shan had heard enough of Zhang Dongxing's nonsense at this time. He just wanted to infer the ghost's ability through useful information. Then he put the gun against Zhang Dongxing's leg.

"No, no, no, no, brother, I say! After I lost all my money in the casino on the first day, I took a nap in the bathroom. After I woke up, I thought of using my son's New Year's money to try again, and I ended up winning for thirteen days in a row."

Feeling the unique coldness of the gun on his legs, Zhang Dongxing was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and his tone of voice even quickened a lot.

In fact, Jiang Shan just wanted to scare Zhang Dongxing. Even if he was crazy, he would not take action while the ghost bus was moving.

Who knows if that will trigger the ghost bus's killing pattern. If it doesn't, it's fine. But once it is triggered, with Jiang Shan's current abilities, he will definitely not survive.

Jiang Shan was sure that when the ghost bus stopped at the station, people on the bus could move around and fight, so he shot the man to intimidate him.

Because almost no one spoke on the ghost bus, Zhang Dongxing's words fell into everyone's ears.

Ordinary people like Liu Yingying who have just learned about the existence of ghosts may not think it is a big deal and just feel that this man is extremely lucky.

The father is really awesome. He can win for thirteen days in a row using his son’s New Year’s money.

But in the ears of Lin Bei and other ghost riders, Zhang Dongxing's words revealed a sense of weirdness.

"A person who always loses in gambling suddenly becomes extremely lucky?"

Lin Bei's face was also very ugly at this time. He also saw the ghost behind Zhang Dongxing, so his idea coincided with Jiang Shan's: the killing ability of the ghost behind Zhang Dongxing was related to luck!

At this moment, Jiang Shan's face was gloomy. He knew that ghosts were much more ruthless than humans. At least humans could have love for no reason, but ghosts could not.

Although it has blessed Zhang Dongxing's luck, it will definitely ask for certain conditions.

Jiang Shan didn't know what the conditions would be, but the fact that this ghost could actually affect something as mysterious as luck made his eyelids jump.

"Why are you taking this bus? Are you feeling unwell?" Jiang Shan asked.

Because once a ghost is controlled, each attack will cause it to revive, and the most direct manifestation will be on the body of the ghost controller.

That kind of constant torture is why most ghost riders are mentally ill.

"Oh my brother, you are a miracle doctor. I felt so uncomfortable after coming out of the casino. I was just about to take a taxi to go home and sleep, when the No. 19 bus that also passed by my house came, and I got on the bus. But how come I got on a ghost bus!" Zhang Dongxing said with a painful face.

After hearing this, Jiang Shan was speechless. He didn't know what to say at the moment.

If you feel physically unwell and the evil ghost is about to revive, this ghost will arrange for you to take the ghost bus; if you are attacked by crying sounds, this ghost will give you tinnitus.

Not my friend, are you Zhang Wei?
This is even more exaggerated than Zhang Wei winning the whole night playing rock-paper-scissors with a ghost.

Jiang Shan remained silent. He vaguely felt that this handsome uncle would be the biggest variable for him on the ghost bus.

As for the ghost behind Zhang Dongxing, Jiang Shan gave it the code name - Ghost Transporter!
I don’t know if it was because Zhang Dongxing’s ghost bus started to work, but the ghost bus only stopped twice throughout the night.

The two ghosts who got on for the first time got off when the ghost bus stopped for the second time.

There were almost no accidents in the first half of the night, which made Jiang Shan look at the lucky ghost with higher regard.

"It's really cool that you can influence the ghost bus even when you're on the ghost bus."

When Jiang Shan was about to take a nap, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the scenery outside the car had changed.

If the ghost bus does not enter the station, it will seem as if it is driving on a forest path, and nothing can be seen outside the window except the gloomy woods.

But when the ghost bus is about to enter the station, it will drive into a special mysterious space.
It went to a lonely grave to pick up the crying ghost, and stopped in front of an old folk house to pick up the mummy bride. Now the ghost bus has to stop again.

Jiang Shan saw through the car window:

There were many temple-like buildings outside. They were dilapidated and desolate as far as the eye could see. Some temples had almost collapsed, and there seemed to be several black figures spying on something among the ruins.

As the ghost bus continued to move forward, there was a pagoda made of bones in the temple, standing quietly in the darkness.

“A pagoda made of bones?”

Jiang Shan's pupils dilated and he squinted to see more details.

As he was observing the pagoda, the car slowly stopped.

The bus stopped at the station, and as the door opened, a gust of cold wind carrying a disgusting stench rushed into the car.

Sorry guys, there was something going on at home, so I posted it a long time late, sorry sorry!!!
I will post two chapters first, and there will be another chapter later, brothers, thank you for your support!
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