Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 56 Seven Elders

Zhang Xiansheng immediately stood up, leaned sideways, held the corpse bride's shoulders with his left hand, and pressed down with his right hand.

The effect is still there.

The mummy bride sat on the seat, but her movements were very stiff, and it was obvious that she was forced to sit on the seat.

Liu Jia took a peek and found it a little absurd. Why did it feel like someone was robbing a woman?
Yang Jian had a similar feeling. What was Zhang Xiansheng going to do?
At this time.

Lin Beiteng stood up from his seat suddenly, looking very alert.

His hat had long since fallen outside, revealing a bald head.

When he saw himself on a bus, he was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the people in the car and sat back in his seat.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The ghost that enters dreams and kills people is very scary. It is more like creating nightmares than entering dreams. Evil ghosts appear all the time, and once you are killed by that thing, you are really dead.

If he hadn't fought to the point of being on the verge of reviving the evil spirit, he would have been killed long ago.

He looked at Yang Jian who was sitting behind him, and the newcomer who had just controlled the evil spirit.

"We are comrades who have shared hardships. It's not too much to get to know each other, right?"

"I just said it, Liu Jia." Liu Jia said.

Yang Jian said, "Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City."

"My name is Lin Bei. I'm a student at the Buddhist College. Although I haven't graduated, I can barely be considered a monk."

Lin Bei glanced at Zhang Xiansheng out of the corner of his eye, then quickly looked away, fearing that he would be noticed.

Even at this moment, he was very concerned about why the other party knew his name.

He wanted to ask, but the two sides were not equal, and this would definitely involve the other party's secrets, so it would be impossible to answer.

"By the way, the ghost you just fought against..." Yang Jian asked.

He was very curious about Lin Bei. Fighting against a ghost alone, even if it was just to contain it, it already demonstrated his strength, not to mention that it was a ghost on a bus.

Maybe not as good as the ghost that could create footprints, but not much different.

"The ability of that ghost is to pull you into a nightmare, where there are ghosts around to kill you. If you die in the dream, then you will really die."

When Lin Bei said this, he suddenly remembered that there was one person missing in the carriage.

"Where's Xu Feng?"

"He's most likely dead and is outside now. Do you want to save him?" Yang Jian asked.

Lin Bei shook his head. "He and I weren't that close. We were just on the bus for a while. When the bus stalled, the chance of death was already very high. I can only say that it was bad luck."

Zhang Xiansheng ignored the discussion among the few people and turned to look out the window.

He focused his eyes slightly and saw that Xu Feng, who was originally lying on the ground, was gone?
Was he taken away by that footprint ghost?

Just then, there was a noise at the car door.

Xu Feng almost crawled onto the bus.

"You are still alive!" Yang Jian was shocked.

He was really shocked this time. The last time he was so shocked was by Wang Xiaoming's younger brother Wang Xiaoqiang. The ghost controlled by the other party was carefully selected by Wang Xiaoming. The cost was so small that it could be ignored, and the ability to save life was strong. He could be called a rebel ninja in the world of evil ghosts.

But in front of the ghost controlled by Xu Feng, he is just a younger brother.

Xu Feng didn't even have the strength to speak at this moment. He struggled to find a nearby seat and sat down.

Zhang Xiansheng was also a little surprised.

He knew that the other party had a strong ability to save his life, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

First he had to fight the footprint ghost, and then it became a battle between the footprint ghost and the crying grave ghost.

After that, there was a supernatural confrontation between the rotten head and the footprint ghost. Although this time it was not a battlefield, it was still within the range that could be affected. If it were any other ghost rider, they would have died long ago. "Bang!"

The bus doors are closed.

Also closed was the small window where Lin Bei was originally seated.

The bus instantly turned into a sealed environment. No one could get off, not even ghosts.

The bus continued to move.

Zhang Xiansheng also let go at this time.

The mummy bride was pinned down by the bus, so she naturally sat obediently in her seat.

The bus drove for about forty minutes.

The scene outside changed, and it seemed to be a cemetery.

Such a change naturally aroused the vigilance of the people in the car.

There were densely packed tombs on both sides of the road, each of which was protruding like a small hill.

Some of the graves have tombstones with a person's portrait vaguely printed on them, but because they are in the process of moving and the light is poor, only a vague outline can be seen.

There was no end to this mound of graves, stretching all the way into the darkness in the distance.

Although we don’t know how many there are, we can be sure that this is definitely not the real world, but an unknown spiritual place.

If there was a ghost at the bottom of every grave, the bus would be 100% overloaded if it stopped here.

The bus drove on this road surrounded by tombs for a full ten minutes, and there was no sign of it leaving.

This made the people in the car suspect that they were trapped here. Even if they were on a bus, they couldn't get out of this strange cemetery.

Liu Jia then shouted: "Look there!"

Several people in the car looked over quickly.

I saw that the endless cemetery in front of me seemed to be suddenly broken, leaving a piece of empty space.

As the bus approaches.

The wooden house looked very old, as if it had been in disrepair for a long time, and it was rickety and roughly built. It felt like it was leaking air from all sides, as if it would fall apart if kicked a few times.

"Slow down, this damn place, what a joke!" Lin Bei exclaimed.

now.

The bus was indeed slowing down and stopping to the right.

Zhang Xiansheng was also a little nervous. Who wanted to get on the bus?
He's a man with a hot temper.

He won't fuck himself, will he?
Theoretically, I should be unable to defeat him.

He turned to look at the mummified bride beside him.

Is it because of her?

This shouldn’t be the case. Isn’t the attitude of the older generation of ghost riders to let the younger generation do what they want?

Among the seven elders, the Knocking Ghost, or Luo Wensong, the first-generation manager of the Ghost Post Office, was of some help to Zhang Xianguang's plan.

In addition, Zhang Dong, the head of the Seven Elders, did not provide any help to his son Zhang Xianguang's plan.

Zhang Bohua, a blind old man who runs a medicine shop in Baishui Town and is one of the seven elders, takes care of his medicine shop and lets the younger generation take care of it.

One of the seven elders, Meng Xiaodong from Room 301 of Dachuan City, only helped the headquarters to make some surrogate dolls and did not interfere in the affairs of the younger generation.

Li Qingzhi, one of the seven elders of Caesar Hotel, has never interfered in the affairs of the younger generation.

Zhang Youhong, one of the seven elders, is the combat ceiling under Zhang Dong. There are many supernatural beings associated with her. Almost everything related to red is her puzzle, such as ghost cabinets, ghost blood, wedding dresses, embroidered shoes... and so on. She also has a laissez-faire attitude towards the younger generation.

(End of this chapter)