Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 49 An opportunity

Zhang Xiansheng felt a sense of relief as if he had survived a calamity. It turned out that there is great terror as well as great excitement between life and death.

He was not simply seeking death, after all, there was someone in the car to cover him.

Besides, the ghost carrying the coffin and the evil ghost in the coffin were unexpected existences.

Originally, the scene was just about a crying ghost getting on a bus, and then the bus started to leave this haunted place, but because he pinned the crying ghost down, unexpected changes occurred.

Theoretically speaking, the crying ghost is restricted from boarding the bus, so the coffin-carrying ghost and the evil ghost in the coffin should appear and stop the bus.

Zhang Xiansheng speculated that it might have something to do with timing. When the crying ghost got on the bus, the bus was about to start.

By the time the eight coffin-carrying ghosts wanted to stop the bus, the bus had already gone far away and they could not catch up, so the illusion was created that there were only crying ghosts.

at this time.

A middle-aged man sitting in the right seat exclaimed: "Look out the window!"

"What?" Someone asked hurriedly, feeling relieved.

The middle-aged man said in a trembling voice: "The eight ghosts are still there, they are chasing this bus."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian immediately went to the seat by the window on the right and looked outside through the window.

On the side of the bus, eight ghosts carrying coffins were seen jumping and hopping along, carrying the coffins on their shoulders.

Their movements were very coordinated, like a ghost.

Xu Feng looked up and said, "The ghost outside is chasing you. When we get to the next stop, you should get rid of it. You can't just hide in the car and not get off, right?"

Zhang Xiansheng did not answer and seemed to be indifferent.

The ghost carrying the coffin and the evil ghost in the coffin could not catch up with the bus, and now they have not left this mysterious place yet.

Xu Feng sighed in his heart. At this moment, he realized how difficult it was to get along with the ghost rider in front of him.

This person is a complete madman, and an extremely powerful madman, who can disregard everything for a ghost and drag the people in the car to gamble their lives.

As for the people in the car, they could only be considered unlucky, and he was one of them.

It wasn't just him, most people in the car were like this. Even if they had complaints in their hearts, they didn't dare to express them.

Front compartment.

Zhang Hao's face turned pale. Of their original five-man team, only three were left, including him.

Zheng Wenyao died, and Li Mei also died.

"Zhang Hao, what should we do now?" one of the girls asked while choking with sobs.

Zhang Hao turned his head and looked at the back of the car, and he thought of the person who had disappeared before.

Although the other party lost his future, at least he saved his life.

But the biggest price is losing what he cares about... Zhang Hao doesn't want to lose.

There are always some things that are higher than others, even your own life.

Another girl hesitated and said, "Maybe we can also make a wish and leave here by paying a price."

"But that would mean losing the thing I care about most..."

"Is there anything more important than your own life?"

"Yes." Zhang Hao replied at this time.

The three of them were silent for a moment.

The middle-aged man who had been staring at the situation outside the car window said in surprise: "The ghost carrying the coffin has slowed down!"

Yang Jian had been paying attention to the situation outside the car window, so he naturally saw it.

The figures of the ghosts carrying the coffin gradually became blurred and began to disappear.

The sky outside suddenly became darker. After that, the bus kept running without any problems.

In the car, the six ordinary survivors slowly calmed down and accepted the reality.

Zhang Xiansheng, who was sitting in the last row, closed his eyes and tried to listen to the bus, but he got no response.

After a while, he gave up temporarily and dozed off leaning back in his seat.

There is no doubt that the bus's supernatural level is definitely S.

He couldn't listen, so there must be something wrong, but he didn't know it yet.

There was a sound of light footsteps approaching from afar.

Zhang Xiansheng looked over and was a little surprised. It was the woman who wanted to offer herself to him before.

He immediately asked, "Have you figured it out?"

The woman shook her head and pleaded, “Please, I really can’t die. I can give you everything I have.”

"I've already said it, make a wish to me, then pay the price, and you can live." Zhang Xiansheng said.

"No, I will lose her. I can't lose her, and she can't lose me. If she loses me, she will die sooner or later. Please, I can give you anything."

The woman's voice was choked with sobs, and she began to tear off her clothes.

"Oh." Zhang Xiansheng said calmly.

He ignored the woman's actions and his eyes inadvertently fell on the crying ghost at his feet.

"stop."

The woman ignored him and continued to pull at her clothes. Her idea was simple: she wanted to make the man desire her.

"I said stop." Zhang Xiansheng's tone became a little colder.

The woman froze, her body trembling, and she looked at Zhang Xiansheng with red eyes, waiting for his next words.

"I can give you a chance."

"Really?" The woman asked with surprise, forcing a smile on her face.

"Of course, if you succeed in controlling this ghost, you will have the strength to survive. If you fail, you will die." Zhang Xiansheng said, glancing at the crying ghost at his feet.

The woman took one look at the crying ghost and her body couldn't stop shaking.

She is also very interested in psychology, so she has read a lot of related books.

She had just been using psychological suggestion to make herself ignore the existence of the ghost, but now it was obviously useless.

She couldn't help but recall the scenes that had just happened on the platform. Those passengers all died strangely at its hands, their deaths were miserable and horrifying.

"It seems that you are going to give up this opportunity." Zhang Xiansheng said with regret.

"I didn't, I can't die!" The woman said, "I promise you, what should I do?"

"Wait a minute." Zhang Xiansheng said as he stood up from his seat, squatted beside the crying ghost, and tried to strip off the white mourning clothes on the ghost.

Yang Jian, who was not far away, watched this scene and speculated in his mind that Zhang Xiansheng should have thought that the supernatural power of this crying ghost came from the white mourning clothes on its body, which was why he chose to strip it of its clothes.

As for the way to control the crying ghost, it should be to put on this white mourning clothes, and then leave it to fate to see if you can control it. This is a bit similar to the ghost shroud that Ye Feng controlled.

Zhang Xiansheng soon discovered that the mourning clothes could not be taken off at all, but he had expected this.

Drops of ghost blood spilled onto the white mourning clothes.

"You are just an ordinary person and may not understand the interests involved."

"The probability of a living person dying when controlling a ghost is quite high. The higher the level of the ghost, the greater the probability of death. However, there are always some lucky ones."

"This ghost is A-level, it kills indiscriminately, and if it's left outside it's enough to destroy a city. The chance of successfully controlling it is only 1%, and that's already too much. It's basically a - chance of survival."

(End of this chapter)