Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 51 The Bride
The middle-aged man looked out the window and asked hesitantly, "Can we leave now? Will there be any accidents?"

Not only the middle-aged man, Zhang Hao, but also the two girls next to him cast inquiring glances.

"Of course." Zhang Xiansheng said calmly.

The four people who had made a wish showed joy on their faces, and immediately stood up and walked to the platform outside.

As soon as they got off the car, a strong cold wind blew, and several people shivered and their teeth chattered.

Zhang Hao stood in front of the bus stop and looked around, and soon made a discovery.

With the help of the headlights of the bus, he vaguely saw a winding forest path behind the platform. The road was overgrown with weeds, and there was an old house at the end.

There were two red lanterns hanging in front of the house, emitting light. It should be the strange red light that I saw through the window on the bus before.

He immediately shouted into the car, "There is a dirt road behind the bus stop and a house in the distance. The red light we saw earlier was actually the lantern in front of the house."

In fact, there was no need for Zhang Hao to remind them, as everyone in the car who had been paying attention to the situation outside had already discovered the old house behind the bus stop.

Because of his ghost eyes, Yang Jian could see more clearly.

The house was made of wood and it was unknown how many years old it was. Several parts had collapsed and the yard was overgrown with weeds. It was a perfect location for a horror movie.

"Finally I can leave this damn place." The middle-aged man murmured.

The two girls hugged each other, their faces filled with joy at surviving the disaster.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, Zhang Hao and I wouldn't have survived."

"Yes, Nana, you are our savior." Zhang Hao echoed.

Soon, the four figures disappeared, as if they had never been there.

inside the car.

The old woman who had been sitting in the middle seat with her eyes closed and dozing off stood up and walked towards the door carrying a basket.

Zhang Xiansheng noticed it at the first moment and watched the other person get out of the car.

Yang Jian did not say anything to dissuade her, as this old woman was most likely a ghost rider.

Of course, it could also be a ghost of unknown horror level.

Who said ghosts can't speak human language? Just because he hasn't seen them doesn't mean they don't exist.

Just like he said that ghosts can communicate, most ghost riders who have never seen it would definitely doubt it, but human skin paper can indeed communicate with people and even dig traps for people.

Zhang Xiansheng glanced at the electronic display screen and the number on it turned into 1.

This indicates that there is no evil spirit on the bus at the moment, and the 1 refers to the bus itself.

Yang Jian naturally also noticed this change.

His face changed slightly. He didn't expect that the old woman was really a ghost. He had just guessed it just now, but now it has been confirmed.

Zhang Xiansheng stood up and sat in a window seat in the front row, looking towards the old house.

In his original plan, he had already put on the human skin mask and appeared in front of the old house, waiting for the corpse bride to appear, holding her hand, controlling her with ghost blood, and then running to the bus.

But the previous experience with the crying ghost was still vivid in his mind, so he decided to hide for the time being. What if something unexpected happened and the bride disappeared?

at this time.

A figure stood abruptly under the red lantern, seemingly looking in the direction of the bus.

Yang Jian had been paying attention to Zhang Xiansheng's reaction. Seeing that he was acting abnormally, he naturally looked out the car window vigilantly and saw the strange figure.

Alarm bells rang in his heart. Would Zhang Xiansheng attack this ghost again?

He noticed that the figure under the lantern was moving and walking along the weed-covered dirt road towards the bus.

This was undoubtedly torment for Yang Jian.

Zhang Xiansheng's eyes were full of anticipation and he had his signature smile on his face. If he could take a photo at this moment, the photo would definitely be great.

near, near.

It was a person wearing a bright red wedding gown and a red veil on her head.

She looked like a bride about to get married. Because of the close distance, she could clearly see her dry and stiff hands exposed outside, and the dark brown skin tightly wrapped around her bones, just like a dried corpse.

The corpse bride got on the car.

After getting on the bus, she did not look for the nearest seat to sit down, but walked a little further inside before sitting down.

Zhang Xiansheng packed up simply, carried his bag and sat down in the row behind the mummy bride.

Sitting here, you can just smell a faint stench of corpse.

The number on the electronic display screen also changed from 1 to 2.

Yang Jian, who was not far away, was really feeling tormented. It was really unlucky for him to ride on the same bus with Zhang Xiansheng.

This guy is so self-destructive that he doesn't care about the lives of those around him at all.

He had reason to suspect that this man might not even care about his own life or death and was simply courting death.

Xu Feng, who was sitting in the last row of the carriage, felt a little embarrassed.

He felt in his heart that this might be the gap between himself and the top ghost riders.

The weak escape, the strong face challenges head-on, no, it should be said that they face demons head-on.

suddenly.

A gust of wind blew.

The number on the electronic display changed from 2 to 3.

"Bang~!"

The car door is closed at this moment.

The five minutes were up and the station was safe and sound, except for two ghosts that came up.

The bus continued on its way, moving along the road, and it seemed like there would never be an end.

It's getting darker.

At this moment, there were still five living people in the car, four ghost riders and one ordinary person.

The ordinary man was very quiet, leaning back in his seat as if he had accepted his fate.

Zhang Xiansheng ignored it. He was thinking about his next plan in his mind.

The human skin mask is in his pocket, and so is the ghost blood. The key is how long he can last.

He put on the human skin mask and was restrained by the ghost blood. If the bus did not stop at the designated place in the real world, he would definitely not be able to hold on.

At that time, he might be in a very bad condition, but he didn't want to let the corpse bride go, so he pulled her and prevented her from getting out of the car.

The bus drove for about another hour.

"Bang~!"

The door opened and this time the bus stopped in the middle of an intersection.
It was pitch black all around, without a single light in sight, making the bus parked at the intersection look extremely bright.

Five minutes later, the doors closed and the bus continued to move.

The number on the electronic display screen also changed from 3 to 4, which indicated that there were three evil ghosts in the bus in addition to the bus itself.

The strange thing is that no ghost was seen getting on the car while it was parked.

Obviously, this is an invisible ghost.

Yang Jian was really feeling uneasy at this moment. The key point was that Zhang Xiansheng wanted to cause trouble.

He really wanted to curse, "Brother, are you so harsh?"

But the disparity in combat power between the two sides made him shut up.

The vehicle continued to move forward, driving on the dark road.

Yang Jian tried to use the satellite positioning of his mobile phone to locate his current location, but found that the location sometimes showed in the south, sometimes in the north, and sometimes even went directly abroad.

(End of this chapter)