Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 50 Control

Chapter 50 Control
"But this bus can suppress the supernatural. In a sense, the chances of success are higher than controlling evil spirits outside. You win big."

“If you can successfully control it, you will be considered a top-notch ghost in the ghost control circle. However, ghost controls are short-lived. A ghost of this level, even if you don’t use your supernatural powers, will die in half a year at most.”

Zhang Xiansheng continued to speak, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Don't feel like you've lost out. It's better than dying now. Besides, as a ghost rider, especially one who rides an A-level weeping ghost, you'll have money and power. The only downside is that you'll die young. But it'll be enough to save your family enough for them to spend in dozens of lifetimes."

The woman standing nearby listened to this with a changing expression.

Everyone in the car watched this scene without saying a word.

At this time.

Zhang Xiansheng had already stripped off the white mourning clothes on the crying ghost, leaving only a highly decomposed corpse, whose face was also rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He glanced at the electronic display screen not far away.

The numbers above have not changed, which means that the mourning clothes and the piece of white cloth both require a body, a corpse will do, only in this way will it be judged as a ghost by the bus.

He stood up, looked at the woman and asked, "Start now?"

Without waiting for the woman to answer, he threw the mourning clothes over and sat back in his seat.

The woman looked at the white mourning clothes in her hands, and after making up her mind, she asked, "What should I do now?"

"Just put it on." Zhang Xiansheng said.

The woman quickly put on the white mourning clothes.

The white cloth hanging from the white mourning hat covered her face, and her body was wrapped in mourning clothes, tightly sealed.

She felt a chill coming over her instantly, and vaguely saw a strange crying face in front of her.

Unconsciously, a look of sadness and tears appeared on his face.

His body became stiff and soon he lost consciousness. His facial features hidden under the white cloth were pale and bloodless, like a dead person's face.

Zhang Xiansheng watched this scene calmly.

From the woman's few words, it is not difficult to see that she is a miserable person. Most likely, there is a sick family member in her family. The two of them depend on each other and cannot live without the other.

So, he decided to give her a chance. At the same time, he was also curious whether fate would favor her, a sufferer. Anyway, he just wanted to add some fun to the boring journey.

As for the controlled ghost, it would be a long time for it to survive for half a year without using supernatural powers. It is impossible for the other party not to use its power, so the time will only be shorter. You can just make a trip to retrieve it when the time comes.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The woman just stood there motionless. As her body and face were covered by her mourning clothes, the people in the car didn't know what was going on.

And so some time passed.

"It's moving, her hand is moving!" shouted the middle-aged man from before.

Everyone looked over and didn't notice anything, but they didn't say much either.

At this time.

The woman's body moved.

"Successful?" Xu Feng asked hesitantly.

Zhang Xiansheng glanced at the electronic display screen and the numbers did not change.

"I... survived?" the woman said faintly.

Zhang Hao mustered up his courage and asked boldly, "Did it work?"

The woman turned to look at Zhang Hao and replied, "It should be...successful."

She turned back to look at Zhang Xiansheng: "I succeeded."

"Well, I know you succeeded. You're lucky. Leave me your contact information and address. When your evil spirit revive and dies, I can go and retrieve it." Zhang Xiansheng said.

"It feels a little different. It makes me uncomfortable." The woman pointed to the white cloth covering her face.

"This piece of white cloth is also a ghost. It restricts another ghost. The most important thing now is to answer my question." Zhang Xiansheng said.

"Okay." The woman responded and told her contact information and address.

After saying that, she stood there motionless.

Zhang Xiansheng reminded him, "Please go ahead. If you want to try out the power you have gained, I don't recommend doing it in the car. Many people will probably die."

"I understand." The woman said, and walked back to her original seat.

She paused, as if she had thought of something, and turned back to look at Zhang Xiansheng and said, "My name is Liu Jia, thank you."

Zhang Xiansheng ignored it. His eyes fell on the decayed corpse at his feet and he pulled out the coffin nail on its forehead.

As for the body, he kicked it under the front seat. The few ordinary people who survived in the car looked at the woman with awe.

They noticed that the other person's vision was clearly obscured by the white cloth hanging from the mourning hat, but it did not affect his vision at all.

Yang Jian watched silently for a while, and he had a clearer understanding of Zhang Xiansheng.

He had been paying attention to Zhang Xiansheng's facial expression. Only when he looked up at the electronic display screen did some emotion appear on his face.

That emotion... is hard to describe, anyway, it doesn't seem like that of a normal person.

Another moment passed.

A middle-aged man came to the last row of the carriage.

He was a little embarrassed and said: "Can you give me a chance too?"

Zhang Xiansheng did not answer.

"Then...I want to make a wish. I want to leave this damn place alive." said the middle-aged man.

"Okay." Zhang Xiansheng said, and a silk thread flew out from the fingertips of his right hand and wrapped around the fingertips of the middle-aged man.

"Okay?"

"of course."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and asked, "What is the price I have to pay?"

Zhang Xiansheng said calmly: "You will become a lonely old man."

"I see."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he walked back, his back looking very bleak.

Front compartment.

"If you don't go, I'll go." One of the girls said, and stood up and walked to the back of the car.

"Um... handsome guy, I want to make a wish too."

Zhang Xiansheng made a gesture of invitation.

As the number of wishes he made increased, he could clearly feel some different changes.

"I wish that my companions and I can leave here alive, okay?" the girl asked hesitantly.

"Of course." Zhang Xiansheng said.

The girl was surprised and asked quickly: "What price do I need to pay?"

She didn't know what she cared about most in her heart, and always felt that nothing mattered.

"The life of an old man." Zhang Xiansheng said calmly.

He glanced at the girl. This old man held a very high status in her heart, otherwise how could she exchange him for three lives?
"I understand." The girl said, then turned around and returned to her seat.

When Zhang Xiansheng saw this, he felt a little confused.

This isn't the right way to react when someone you care about dies.

at this time.

The bus suddenly started to slow down and move to the right.

Everyone was startled and looked out the car window.

It was pitch dark outside without me noticing.

No, there is still light.

I saw two red lights lit up in the woods in the distance.

The light was not very bright, probably from a candle. The light was dim and unclear, which looked very strange in the pitch-dark environment.

Soon, the bus stopped.

"Bang~!"

The car door opened automatically and the cold wind from outside rushed in.