Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 44 The Dead Driver

Zhang Xiansheng put the human skin mask directly on his face. It felt cold to the touch, but he didn't feel any change.

But Yang Jian, the man in the windbreaker sitting at the back right, and the man in the baseball cap sitting at the back left all noticed the changes.

The person in front of me suddenly became very strange, and it made people feel creepy, as if he was a reviving ghost, ready to devour someone.

They are all ghost riders and are very sensitive to such changes.

The young people in the front carriage did not have this feeling. They took turns telling ghost stories they had heard and did not even look at the back carriage.

Zhang Xiansheng looked at the black electronic display screen hanging in the middle of the bus.

The red lights combined into a line of words floating by: Current number of passengers: 4
He saw the sign when he got on the bus and there were 3 passengers on it.

After putting on the human skin mask, he is now regarded as a ghost by the bus, or rather, judged to be a ghost.

A terrifying oppression came instantly.

Zhang Xiansheng quickly took off the human skin mask, and the suppression disappeared.

At this moment, the number of passengers on the electronic display screen changed to 3.

This means that there are currently two ghosts on the bus, and the extra one refers to the bus itself, because the bus itself is also a ghost.

With this in mind, he wondered if he could listen to the bus.

Theoretically, it is possible. After all, the supernatural level of the bus has definitely reached S. The only question is whether you are lucky enough.

Putting his thoughts aside, he returned to the seat where he had sat before, holding the human skin mask.

At this time, Yang Jian reached out to open the window beside him, preparing to jump out and leave.

For an ordinary person, jumping out of the window, especially in a moving car, would be life-threatening, but he is not an ordinary person.

As for the mission of recovering that satellite positioning phone, just go ahead, it's so damn unlucky.

But the car window couldn't be opened at all. He increased his strength, but the window showed no sign of opening.

Yang Jian had anticipated this and decided to use the Ghost Eye and Ghost Domain.

He put his palm against the glass window, the flesh on the palm cracked, and a scarlet ghost eye emerged, emitting red light.

But he soon discovered that the ghost domain could not spread out at all. It was blocked by the carriage. The outside and inside of the carriage seemed to be two different worlds.

Yang Jian couldn't help but frown. He still underestimated the danger here.

Today's buses are like a cage. If you want to leave, it seems that you can only hope that the bus stops at the station.

He began to look around the carriage.

Soon, he saw the black electronic display screen, which showed the number of passengers was 3.

But the number of young people in the car alone exceeded 3. Since they were not counting the living, they could only be counting the dead.

After coming to this conclusion, Yang Jian couldn't help but look at the people sitting in the seats. Of course, they might not be human.

But why didn't the ghost take action? Was it just because the killing pattern was not triggered?

Just then, several young people sitting in the front carriage started arguing.

"I remember this is the route." Zhang Hao said.

"Zhang Hao, you are so blind that you don't even know you have taken the wrong road." another boy scolded.

"Didn't you notice it either?" Zhang Hao said stubbornly.

"What should we do now?" a girl asked.

"This route can also reach the destination, but it's a little farther." another girl replied.

"I'll ask the driver. I remembered to turn ahead and get back to the correct route. We can reach our destination earlier."

As Zhang Hao spoke, he stood up and walked towards the bus driver's seat.

At this time, a girl whispered: "Could it be that the driver is a gangster and he kidnapped us?"

"How is that possible? There are so many people in the car, one punch from each of them would kill him."

The boy sitting in the seat said this and clenched his fist.

The girl asked unconvincedly, "How do you know there is only one driver?" The boy was speechless for a moment and turned to look at the people in the car.

Maybe because he had been told so many ghost stories before, he felt uneasy now and couldn't help but think of that man's advice.

Thinking of this, he looked over.

Zhang Xiansheng naturally noticed it and greeted him politely.

The boy quickly turned his head away, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back unconsciously.

By this time, Zhang Hao had already walked to the driver's seat.

The old woman did not stop him. It seemed that she was tired from stopping Zhang Xiansheng before and fell asleep.

"Hello, driver."

no respond.

Zhang Hao hesitated and continued, "Hello, driver, I remember there is a turn ahead. We can get back to the correct route by turning it."

The boy sitting in the seat shouted: "Zhang Hao, can't you speak louder?"

"If you can do it, come on." Zhang Hao cursed.

He raised his voice a little.

"Driver? Driver?"

The boy in the seat was very uneasy. Hearing the shouts, he felt inexplicably anxious. He immediately stood up and walked quickly to Zhang Hao's side.

Ignoring Zhang Hao's dissuasion, he reached out and pushed the driver's shoulder, cursing, "Are you deaf?"

It was this push.

The driver who was driving the car fell down, his hat fell to the ground, revealing a stiff and pale face. It was clearly a corpse.

"Ah!" The boy let out a scream and collapsed.

Zhang Hao standing by was also scared out of his wits. The driver was clearly a dead body, and he didn't touch the steering wheel or step on the accelerator, but the bus was still running normally.

"Hearse, this is a hearse!" Zhang Hao howled and ran back.

While running, he did not forget to pull his companion beside him, dragging him like a dead dog, using all his strength.

Such a big move by the two of them naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the car.

Some looked shocked, while others seemed unconcerned.

Yang Jian naturally also saw the driver's body and thought of the hearse that the young man was calling for.

This bus really does look like a hearse. It's carrying an evil spirit, isn't it?

"This car seems to be moving on its own?" someone asked in a horrified tone.

"You shouldn't have gotten on this car. You shouldn't have gotten on this car..."

Zhang Hao calmed down a little at this time and looked at his companion who seemed to be in a trance.

He roared in a low voice: "Zheng Wenyao, calm down!"

The girl next to him asked in a trembling voice: "Zhang Hao, what should we do!"

"Zheng Wenyao, what are you going to do?" Zhang Hao exclaimed.

Zheng Wenyao was seen rushing in one direction.

He shouted, "It's you, isn't it!"

He shouted and reached out to grab it.

Zhang Hao had already caught up by now, and he hurriedly grabbed Zheng Wenyao.

"Are you crazy?"

"Zhang Hao, I'm not crazy. Do you remember what he said to us when we got in the car? Maybe he was the one behind all this." Zheng Wenyao said in a trembling voice.

(End of this chapter)