Chapter 61: What Yang Jian Can Do, Why Can’t I?
“Plop~!”
With the man’s slap falling, the driver’s head was easily smacked off by him onto the ground.
“Holy shit~! What the hell!” Seeing the head he had smacked off, the man’s eyes suddenly contracted. If not for his rough experiences in earlier years, he might have already been scared paralyzed on the ground by now.
But the man’s two legs trembling violently still exposed the fear in his heart.
Jiang Shan coldly watched this scene. He had long known that the Ghost Bus driver was already dead.
Driving this Ghost Bus was not a person, but the ghost hiding in the driver’s seat!
But looking at that highly rotten head on the ground, which no longer even resembled a human, Jiang Shan still couldn’t help but frown.
Judging from the degree of decay on the head, he determined that this man should have been dead for a long time.
With the driver’s head falling to the ground, most of the passengers on the bus were now scared into panic. Everyone began to realize the severity of the situation; this was no longer just a simple case of the bus taking the wrong road.
No one was a fool. That head’s eye sockets were rotten enough to expose White Bone. It was clear at a glance that the driver had been dead for who knows how long.
Then who was driving this bus?
A ghost?!
Once everyone understood the situation before them, panic instantly erupted.
Some hurriedly made phone calls for help, some tried to open the windows to see if they could jump out and escape, and some were scared out of their wits.
Although several people got through on the phone and all received messages that rescue was possible.
But Jiang Shan knew that this Ghost Bus was no longer in the Present World. Glancing at the dim scene outside the window, aside from a gloomy black Woods, he saw nothing else related to Reality.
Just a few minutes ago, this bus had still been driving in Xiao Chun City’s Urban Area.
As time passed, the atmosphere of Despair in the bus grew thicker, a layer of Death’s gloom almost enveloping everyone’s hearts.
Meanwhile, Jiang Shan, Lin Bei, and other Ghost Wielders who knew the inside story calmly awaited the Unexpected Change.
They all knew there was nothing Terrifying about the Ghost Bus entering a Supernatural Land, but if they encountered some unlucky event, even they as Ghost Wielders faced the risk of instant Death.
In this oppressive Atmosphere, time ticked by second by second.
Thirty minutes later,
The bus was about to pull into the Platform and stop.
The passengers on this Weird Bus had already been panicked and terrified beyond measure. They constantly thought of ways to Escape this place, but after attempts, they discovered they could only stay on the bus, letting this out-of-control bus carry them to an unknown destination.
Rescue calls, no matter how many were made, yielded no response. The other end of the phone always said only one thing:
“The number you dialed is out of service area.”
But now, they discovered the bus was actually slowing down to pull into the station.
No one was stepping on the brakes to control the vehicle, no one was controlling the Steering Wheel. The bus gradually pulled over to stop as if driverless.
“The bus is stopping.” The female Tour Guide in the front row hurriedly shouted.
Everyone simultaneously prepared to rush off the bus.
“Bro, aren’t you getting off?” The girl next to Jiang Shan, her face full of Fear, said tremblingly.
“I want to get off, but when getting off, I need to take a good look. Who knows where this bus will take us.” Jiang Shan deliberately said loudly.
Because he knew conventional dissuasion couldn’t stop this group of panicked ordinary people, so he needed to use some method to make them raise Vigilance:
Getting off wasn’t a way to survive, but getting off would mean dying even faster!
Jiang Shan’s action caught Lin Bei’s attention, because most Ghost Wielders present knew this:
In a situation where they might encounter a Fierce Ghost at any time, the more survivors there were, the lower the chance of being Attacked by the ghost when it happened.
“So is he really trying to Save People, or looking for a few Substitute Deaths?” Lin Bei couldn’t help but think.
At this moment,
Jiang Shan’s words made several people preparing to get off obviously pause. Some were thinking, some hesitating, while others seemed not to hear, their faces full of urgency.
With a clear braking sound ringing out.
After traveling for so long, the bus finally stopped.
The next moment.
The front door opened.
A bone-chilling cold accompanied by cold wind from outside blowing into the cabin. The temperature inside the bus dropped sharply, making people involuntarily break out in goosebumps.
Outside, it was black to an outrageous degree.
Silent and still, as if they had arrived in an unknown and mysterious World, not at all like a Platform by the roadside.
A burst of extremely hurried footsteps instantly rang out. Most people on the bus madly rushed toward the outside, while a few watched outside Vigilantly. Clearly, they had heeded Jiang Shan’s words.
Liu Yingying, who had stared for a good while at the door, finally mustered the courage to get off when she suddenly faintly heard bursts of crying. This crying was intermittent, as if coming from deep in the Old Forest, exuding a Weirdness that made one shudder.
Jiang Shan on the bus also heard the crying. At this time, he stood up and walked to the door, looking in the direction of the crying.
Jiang Shan’s eyesight was good. In the dim Wilderness far away, he saw an old grave.
There was no Tombstone in front of the old grave. A person in white mourning clothes, gender indistinguishable, knelt before the grave, Body stiff and motionless. That androgynous crying came from that person.
“Grave Crying Ghost”
Upon seeing the Grave Crying Ghost, Jiang Shan’s mind suddenly felt a Trance, followed by a Withered Finger appearing in his hand.
The Finger still had some white and red brain matter on it, making it appear even more Weird.
The Trance was because Jiang Shan had activated his Ghost Domain. He had taken out the Ghost Finger from his head.
When cries suddenly erupted from outside, Jiang Shan’s expression changed slightly. He knew the Grave Crying Ghost’s Killing Pattern had been triggered.
Everyone who cried along with the Grave Crying Ghost would die without exception!
“I recommend you all get back on the bus quickly. If you’re late, the next to die will be you.” Jiang Shan gripped the Withered Finger and said coldly to those outside.
Hearing Jiang Shan’s warning, the people outside scrambled back onto the bus,
Whoever ran slower would die first!
After the last living person got on, Jiang Shan was sweating coldly in his palms. He stared dead at outside, observing the Grave Crying Ghost’s movements.
Jiang Shan had long coveted the White Cloth with a Crying Face on the Grave Crying Ghost. Regardless of whether that Crying Face could achieve Balance with the Dead Face Ghost, the mere fact that it was a Puzzle Piece sought by the Newspaper Ghost was enough for him to take the risk.
But now, with the Ghost Finger already taken out, Jiang Shan hesitated. Back then, due to the Ghost Characters, the Ghost Finger and Ghost Characters could achieve an effect similar to the Coffin Nail.
But now the Ghost Characters had detached from his Body. Jiang Shan had no confidence whether this Ghost Finger alone could nail the Grave Crying Ghost.
If it failed to nail it, he would face a Terrifying Attack.
“I remember Yang Jian used the Ghost Rope to hang up this Grave Crying Ghost, then under the Ghost Bride’s Interference, the Ghost Rope went dormant, and Yang Jian obtained that White Cloth with a Crying Face.”
Jiang Shan, who had some reservations, touched the Ghost Rope at his waist. A strong impulse arose.
He wasn’t sure if the Ghost Bride would coincidentally board the Ghost Bus, nor if the Ghost Bus would Flame Out as he wished.
After all, Jiang Shan was not Yang Jian.
He couldn’t pin all his future on Yang Jian’s story. If he couldn’t forge his own path, his ending would merely be Fierce Ghost Revival and dying in the sixty years Yang Jian Blockaded the Supernatural.
Rather than compromising like this,
Better to fight desperately for a slim chance of survival.
Yang Jian could do it divinely,
Why couldn’t he?
With that thought, under Lin Bei’s astonished gaze, Jiang Shan gripped the golden Rope in one hand and the Withered Finger in the other, quickly stepping off the Ghost Bus.
At this time, there were still two minutes until the Ghost Bus departed.
In this book, I do some secondary creations on certain characters, which don’t affect the subsequent Plot, just to add some appeal to the book. If written poorly, I hope brothers will tell this little brother more. Thank you brothers for your support!
