Chapter 59: Get In The Car
The next day at noon, Jiang Shan, who was fast asleep, was abruptly woken by a sharp pain on his face.
“Huh? Where did the water come from?”
Drowsy, he felt as if his entire body was submerged in water.
The viscous, damp sensation made Jiang Shan realize something was wrong. He raised his arm to look,
only to see his arm covered in viscous black blood. As he lifted it, the black blood began to drip.
“What the hell!”
Jiang Shan jolted up and his gaze fell on the bed. He found his bed looked like a murder scene where a body had been dismembered, with black blood all over it, emitting a fetid smell.
It seemed that sometime last night,
the Blood Ghost had revived.
This looks like a murder scene.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Jiang Shan couldn’t bother to wipe off the fresh blood on his body at the moment.
He opened the door of a cabinet in the room and buckled the ghost rope wrapped in gold leaf around his waist.
“Hey, Yang Jian, it’s Jiang Shan. How about we talk business?” Jiang Shan called Yang Jian as he went downstairs.
“What business?” Yang Jian asked with doubt in his voice.
Jiang Shan said, “You still owe me that life-buying money, 160 million. When are you going to give it to me?”
At this moment, Yang Jian on the other end of the phone fell silent. This was because most of the money he had was used by Jiang Yan to purchase gold, and the remaining money couldn’t cover the “life-buying money.”
Although it was suspected that Jiang Shan experienced a fierce ghost revival last night, judging from what Liu Xiaoyu said and the black haze dissipating,
Yang Jian deduced that Jiang Shan had likely successfully controlled the third fierce ghost. Otherwise, there was no reason for Jiang Shan to survive a fierce ghost revival.
Hearing Jiang Shan’s voice today further confirmed his judgment.
How could a ghost wielder on the verge of a fierce ghost revival be so normal?
Hearing no response from the other end of the phone, Jiang Shan knew Yang Jian was short on money, which was exactly what he wanted. So, he said calmly,
“This is the business I want to discuss with you. I can let go of that money. I need to go out for two months, and you need to take care of a few people for me.”
“Who?” Yang Jian asked.
“A classmate of mine and her mother, and Yan Li’s wife and child,” Jiang Shan deliberately slowed his tone, knowing that Yan Li had helped Yang Jian a lot.
Moreover, if Yang Jian hadn’t had a conflict with Zhao Kaiming, Yan Li wouldn’t have died.
Although Yang Jian seemed selfish, he was very trustworthy when it came to friends and those who had helped him.
Yang Jian’s voice came from the other end of the phone: “Okay, but it can only be for two months, and they need to buy their own houses near me. I refuse to let them live with me.”
“I’ll move to the sales office in Guanjiang Residential Area tomorrow. You can handle it yourself,” Yang Jian added.
“Oh, then it’s fine. The people I need you to take care of will live in the villa next to yours. Someone will call you then.”
Yang Jian: .
After a hum, Yang Jian hung up the phone.
Jiang Shan was already on his way to Xiao Chun City. This phone call signified that everything was arranged for his departure.
Now he just needed to calmly get on that ghost bus.
Thinking about the various situations with the ghost bus, like flame outs, ghost blockades, and full buses,
Jiang Shan estimated the longest time he would be on the ghost bus to be two months.
Two months would be enough for the ghost bus to suppress the revival of the dead face ghost to its previous level.
Whether to search for the Newspaper Ghost then or find another solution would depend on the situation at that time.
The journey to Xiao Chun City took Jiang Shan about six hours,
during which the Blood Ghost had a shallow revival once, and the Dead Face Ghost had a shallow revival twice!
Jiang Shan’s back was already soaked in black blood, but he paid no mind. Instead, he rode non-stop along the main road of Xiao Chun City, searching for the bus stop described in the original work.
“This bus stop isn’t it either.”
After searching until nightfall, Jiang Shan still hadn’t found the weird ghost bus.
Just as he was about to drive to the next bus stop, a middle-aged man waiting for a bus at the platform caught his attention.
The middle-aged man was handsome and had a unrestrained aura that attracted the attention of those around him.
But his handsomeness wasn’t the main focus for Jiang Shan; what he cared about was the ghost following the man!
That’s right,
a ghost was following the man.
A blurry gray humanoid figure, Jiang Shan couldn’t see its features or outline. It clung to the man’s back like a specter.
This ghost seemed to exist in the real world yet also in an intangible state. Such a weird scene made Jiang Shan frown deeply.
If the Dead Face Ghost hadn’t shallowly revived again just now, he wouldn’t have even noticed the existence of this ghost!
“What a weird ghost.”
Adhering to the principle of “acting wisely when witnessing righteousness,” Jiang Shan unhesitatingly prepared to drive away from the man.
Although he didn’t know if the man was a ghost wielder, considering his current state, let alone ghosts, Jiang Shan didn’t want to have too much contact with ghost wielders.
He didn’t need to risk his life to save an ordinary person he had no relation to.
But as soon as he started the engine, Jiang Shan pulled out the key and got out of the car.
This wasn’t because his saintly heart had erupted and he wanted to meddle.
It was because, in his sight, a perfectly ordinary bus was approaching from not far away.
The involuntary unease that rose in his heart made Jiang Shan instantly recognize:
This bus was the ghost bus he had been searching for!
As the bus entered the station, Jiang Shan walked towards the ghost bus without hesitation.
But when he saw that the middle-aged man with the ghost behind him boarded the ghost bus first, he couldn’t help but say to himself:
“Unlucky.”
After boarding the bus, Jiang Shan surveyed the carriage.
There weren’t many people in the carriage, only about a dozen seated. The back rows were more crowded, while the front was quite empty, with many empty seats nearby.
Jiang Shan chose the same position as Yang Jian, selecting a seat near the back door. This way, it was easy to observe, and he could see anyone getting on or off, whether they were people or ghosts.
The man with the ghost behind him sat in a seat further forward.
Through the lights by the roadside, Jiang Shan saw that the man had a distressed look on his face, his features etched with bitterness. He seemed to be having a very difficult time recently.
Jiang Shan didn’t pay too much attention to the man.
Compared to misfortune in life, being entangled by a ghost was the man’s greatest misfortune in his life.
No longer paying attention to the man, Jiang Shan looked up at a black electronic display screen hanging in the middle of the bus.
The screen was not powered on but was still lit. The red light formed a line of text scrolling across: Current Passenger Count: 1
“There are no ghosts on the bus?”
Jiang Shan knew that the passenger count referred to the number of ghosts, not people.
Excluding the ghost bus itself, which would be counted as one ghost, this meant there were no ghosts in the carriage?
The suppressive aura of the ghost bus made him truly feel it. The four ghosts within him that were previously restless began to calm down, and the chilling sensation and pain on his face and body even lessened significantly.
Staring at the blood-red number, Jiang Shan muttered to himself in doubt:
“My luck is this good?”
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