Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 55 Get in the car
The supernatural confrontation is still going on.

The crying was so faint that it seemed as if it would break anyone who heard it.

The pair of pitch-black footprints were fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As for Xu Feng, he had stopped cursing long ago and was lying on the ground motionless, as if he was dead.

Soon, the pair of dark footprints disappeared from Xu Feng.

"Shashasha~"

Suddenly, the sound of faint footsteps sounded beside me, slightly different from the previous sound. This time it sounded like someone was walking beside me, and the sound was deliberately transmitted to my ears.

The noise was obviously not loud, but it was enough to disturb the strange cries of the crying ghosts at the grave.

Yang Jian looked very ugly at this moment.

He had just blocked his ears with the magic of the headless ghost, causing himself to become temporarily deaf, but now he heard the rustling sound of footsteps.

Liu Jia, who was fighting against the Footstep Ghost, was also obviously affected.

The crying stopped.

Zhang Xiansheng, who was not far away, naturally heard it as well. This ghost was indeed a bit tricky.

He said calmly, "Move back."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jia quickly withdrew.

The face covered by the white cloth was already pale and bloodless.

Yang Jian also retreated.

The only ones left there were Xu Feng, who didn't know whether to live or die, and the ghost.

At this time, the rustling footsteps had disappeared, but the footprints left behind were still there.

Zhang Xiansheng did not take action immediately. He was waiting for an opportunity, or rather, for the footprint ghost's further action.

If nothing happens, everyone will be happy, and he won't continue to take action, because the most important thing right now is to control the ghost bride, and there is no need to get entangled too much with such a ghost.

Yang Jian turned his head to glance at Zhang Xiansheng and quickly made some guesses.

The other party is being steady, which is undoubtedly very rare and the contrast is huge.

But it doesn’t matter. For him, the most important thing is to get through this crisis smoothly.

"There are more footsteps." Liu Jia said, pointing to a new footprint.

Zhang Xiansheng held the mummified bride with one hand and opened the golden body bag in his backpack with the other hand, taking out a rotten and smelly head in his hand.

Almost instantly, the head opened its eyes.

He threw the head casually on the ground.

The black shadows gathered quickly and leaped out of the ground as if they had tentacles. Small hands held up their heads and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the latest pair of black footprints.

After doing all this, Zhang Xiansheng turned his head and looked at the bus not far away.

Maybe because of listening, he could sense when the bus restarted, and it seemed that it was more than that.

A vague connection was established between the two, and he could sense the presence of the bus.

He also inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with the bus, which was different from his previous listening.

For example, the wish ghost, although it has its wish-making mechanism, it must be eager to kill itself.

Logically speaking, it should be easy for it to trick Zhao Kaiming's daughter Zhao Xiaoya into making a wish for revenge.

But I didn't do that, and I don't know why.

Zhang Xiansheng had some speculations, it might be because of the anti-divination and anti-prophecy properties of the Blasphemy Card.

But it's just a guess. It may be that Zhao Xiaoya doesn't want to do that. After all, she is still a child. Even if she wants to kill someone, the target should be those around her who are not good to her or those she considers to be bad people.

not far away.

The head was fighting against the footprint ghost.

Zhang Dong's partial erasing ability was unable to erase the rotten head, which shows its supernatural level.

The level of the crying ghost was not low, and it even had the upper hand. It was just controlled by someone, and the ghost driver could not exert its full strength, even if it was on the verge of reviving the evil ghost.

Soon, the dark footprints left by the footprint ghost gradually became blurred.

The rotten skull has the upper hand because it is a supernatural confrontation with the footprint ghost.

Everyone present was like spectators and was not affected by any supernatural influence. This was the most economical way, and this was also the reason why Zhang Xiansheng chose to use this head.

But it was also a bad idea, as the level of supernatural power of the footprint ghost was indeed beyond expectations.

Yang Jian, Xu Feng and Liu Jia who controlled the crying ghost were unable to completely restrain it.

Four words, not as good as Lin Bei.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiansheng glanced at Lin Bei, who was twitching from time to time and mumbling something.

The frequency is much lower than before, probably because the evil spirit has resurrected.

At this time.

The bus horn suddenly sounded, the front headlights lit up, and the lights inside the car were also turned on.

The bus started again.

Zhang Xiansheng put the backpack on his back, held Lin Bei, who was like a dead dog, in one hand, and held the mummy bride's hand with the other, and walked towards the bus.

Yang Jian and Liu Jia both breathed a sigh of relief and wished they could rush onto the bus right now.

Liu Jia looked at Yang Jian, pointed at Xu Feng not far away, and asked, "Then...what about him?"

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, turned and walked towards the car.

He didn't care about Xu Feng's life or death, he just felt that the ghost controlled by the other party was very valuable. But when he thought that Zhang Xiansheng would not let it go, he hesitated.

Liu Jia looked at Yang Jian, then at Xu Feng lying on the ground, turned around and followed Yang Jian towards the bus.

Poor Xu Feng was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. One meter away, the head and footprints were fighting against each other strangely.

Zhang Xiansheng boarded the bus and threw Lin Bei casually on a seat.

The number on the electronic display also changed to 4.

His face was a little pale at the moment, and he glanced at the mummified bride standing beside him.

Through the car window, I could see a rotten head lying on the ground not far away.

The pair of dark footprints under the head were so blurry that they could no longer be distinguished. The footprints left behind previously had disappeared.

Zhang Xiansheng couldn't let go, especially now. He was almost certain that if he let go at this moment, the corpse bride would get off the car.

At this moment, Yang Jian and Liu Jia got into the car one after another.

The two of them each found a seat and sat down, while paying attention to the situation outside the window.

Zhang Xiansheng got off the car again at this time.

He placed his backpack casually on a seat, holding the coffin nails in one hand and holding the mummy bride in the other.

Soon, he arrived at the location of the head.

He raised the coffin nail in his hand and stabbed it directly into the head.

Not surprisingly, the coffin nails pierced the head.

Zhang Xiansheng squatted down, held the head in one hand, and ran towards the car holding the hand of the mummified bride.

If there wasn't that human skin mask that could transform her into a ghost, and the bride's exposed skin wasn't mummified, it might have been a scene of a man eloping with his newlywed bride.

In the car.

Zhang Xiansheng put the rotten head and the coffin nails into his backpack.

He found a place to sit down, holding the backpack in one hand and holding the corpse bride's hand in the other.

He held the Corpse Bride's hand with his other hand and sat inside leaning against the window. The Corpse Bride stood in front of the seat outside and showed no intention of sitting down.

(End of this chapter)