Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 48 Eight Immortals Carrying the Coffin
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Zhang Xiansheng didn't need any spiritual reminders at all, his body's instincts were telling him.

If these eight ghosts were allowed to put down the evil on their shoulders, they would surely die.

The best option now seems to be to abandon the crying ghost next to the grave and let it cry at the grave.

In this way, the eight ghosts in front of you and the big evil on your shoulders should disappear.

But in Zhang Xiansheng's opinion, there are other options. Why would he give up something he has already got?

He had been calculating the time in his mind since the bus stopped.

Now all it takes is a short delay and the bus will continue on its way.

"Release the ghost you have pinned down. Its existence will restrict the other eight ghosts. This way you will be safe." Yang Jian hurriedly reminded in the car.

He was shocked at Zhang Xiansheng's terrifying power after possessing the coffin nails, and secretly cursed him for seeking death.

In his opinion, the ghost's supernatural level has definitely reached A-level.

Its cry will kill those who are close to it first, and as for those who are far away, it is only a matter of time.

Anyone who hears the crying will probably die, unless they can quickly reach a safe area, such as on this bus, or they can avoid death by staying away from the evil spirit and no longer hearing the crying.

The latter has no good basis and is just pure speculation.

If one were to create a file for this ghost, Yang Jian thought that he could name it the Crying Grave Ghost.

Just because Zhang Xiansheng can instantly restrain an A-level crying grave ghost with the help of coffin nails doesn’t mean he can deal with the eight ghosts that suddenly appear, or the real person that these eight ghosts are carrying on their shoulders.

Yang Jian can use his ghost eyes to observe these eight ghosts, but when he wants to look at the things on the shoulders of the eight ghosts, the ghost eyes will close directly. This is a crushing defeat in terms of pure supernatural strength.

These eight ghosts are very much like the Eight Immortals who attend funerals in folk customs. Combined with the grave and the crying ghost, the thing on his shoulders should be a coffin.

The existence of a ghost that can be carried by eight ghosts and is a weeping ghost at a grave, its level of supernatural power and its strength are beyond imagination.

If such a being were to come into the real world, the consequences would be unimaginable.

For the sake of that crying grave ghost, Zhang Xiansheng provoked such a creature. Not only was he courting death, but he was also courting death for everyone in the entire carriage.

outside the car.

At this moment, Zhang Xiansheng pulled out the coffin nails that were nailed to the forehead of the crying ghost.

Almost instantly.

The sound of wailing, like that of a man or a woman, spread out.

He used the ghost domain drawn by ghost paintings to block out the crying sounds, and drops of ghost blood fell on the crying ghost.

The crying was somewhat intermittent, fighting against the ghost blood.

Zhang Xiansheng looked at the eight ghosts not far away. They had stopped moving at this moment.

Apparently, the crying of the grave-crying ghosts had an effect on them.

I have nothing to do, mainly out of curiosity.

Zhang Xiansheng reached out and lifted the white cloth hanging from the other person's mourning hat.

His pupils shrank.

There was clearly only one face in front of him, but he saw many different faces.

Among these faces, he saw some familiar ones, those were the faces of the passengers who had died.

As for the rest of the body, it was all wrapped in mourning clothes.

Zhang Xiansheng was calculating the time in his heart.

Ten seconds...eight seconds...six seconds...

three seconds...

at this moment.

Zhang Xiansheng pinned the crying ghost with coffin nails and dragged him onto the bus.

Seeing this, Yang Jian in the car's face changed drastically.

He already had a bad premonition, and now it was confirmed. This guy was totally desperate.

Just got on the bus.

The car door slammed shut.

Zhang Xiansheng glanced at the electronic display screen in the car.

At this moment, the number of evil spirits on the bus is 2. He remembered that one ghost would get off at this stop, so the number did not change.

The crying ghost did not increase the number of evil spirits in the car. It was suppressed tightly by the nails of the coffin.

Zhang Xiansheng felt the awe-inspiring gazes in the carriage, but he remained unmoved and pulled the crying ghost straight to the innermost part of the carriage.

At this time.

The bus started and slowly left the temporary stop under the telephone pole, continuing along the unknown road ahead.

The atmosphere in the car was very quiet.

"I was overthinking it before. With your abilities, you are able to handle most dangers." said the man in the windbreaker.

The man in the baseball cap next to him glanced at Zhang Xiansheng without saying anything, and seemed to have fallen asleep again leaning against the window.

"Look there!" someone exclaimed, pointing at the front windshield of the bus.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

"It's those eight ghosts! They seem to be trying to stop the car!" someone shouted.

Zhang Xiansheng also looked over.

He had expected, or rather calculated, that a ghost would block his way.

Next, we will watch the supernatural confrontation between this bus and the real masters on the shoulders of the eight ghosts.

He couldn't help but look at the old woman sitting in the middle of the carriage with a basket on her shoulder.

The other party didn't react at all and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The bus is moving forward, getting closer and closer!

The eight ghost hands in front of the road were supporting each other and squatting.

Not long after, everyone in the car vaguely saw a blurry coffin.

I couldn't see the color or the specific outline, but I subconsciously thought it was a coffin.

As the eight ghosts put down the coffin, the coffin became clearer and clearer. It was neither a black coffin nor a red coffin.

It looks very shabby, like a low-quality coffin that has been buried in a grave for a very long time and would be damaged by any bump.

Everyone in the car held their breath.

They knew in their hearts that it was that person who brought the disaster, but they dared not blame him at all. They could only pray in their hearts that they could escape this disaster.

Nearly.

Followed by a dull thud.

The coffin was knocked open, wood chips flew everywhere, and the eight ghosts carrying the coffin disappeared.

A deep crack appeared on the front windshield of the bus.

Even though the people in the car held on to something in advance, several of them lost their balance due to the huge force and fell to the ground.

Some unlucky ones even bumped into their bodies, grimacing in pain and gasping for air.

After a bumpy ride, the bus continued to move forward.

The result of the confrontation was that the bus gained the upper hand.

But that's not entirely true. Zhang Xiansheng noticed that the coffin carried by the eight ghosts did not fall completely to the ground before the bus hit it.

This seems to explain why the real owner did not appear after the coffin was knocked open.

"It's over, we survived!" someone said excitedly.

"Yes!"

"........."

The atmosphere became a lot more relaxed for a while.

Zhang Xiansheng glanced at the crying ghost at his feet, as if thinking about something.

He used coffin nails to restrain the crying ghost, and the eight coffin-bearing ghosts appeared, along with the coffins on their shoulders.

The crying grave ghost restricts the eight coffin-carrying ghosts, and without the coffin-carrying ghosts, the terrifying evil spirit in the coffin cannot appear.

The coffin needs to land on the ground, and the eight ghosts carrying the coffin and the ghost crying at the grave reach a balance among the three.

Of course this is just speculation, but based on the spiritual level of the crying ghost, how could it be possible to restrict both the coffin-carrying ghost and the horrible evil spirit in the coffin at the same time?

(End of this chapter)