Yang Jian saw the gruesome death of the ghost controller and immediately realized that amidst these fierce ghosts, whose faces were covered by yellow paper, there existed a particularly terrifying ghost. Even though this ghost was somewhat limited by the yellow paper, it could still easily take the lives of the living.
He became especially vigilant, even though he had already made a wish; Yang Jian still felt uneasy.
Because making a wish is just a form of eerie protection, and since it is supernatural protection, it doesnât mean that extremely terrifying ghosts wonât be able to break through this protection and attack him.
To be on the safe side, Yang Jian went in the direction of the flow of these fierce ghosts towards the supernatural bus.
The effect of the wish was still in place, and he had not yet been attacked.
However, the remaining three surviving ghost controllers werenât so lucky. With the death of the previous person, another ghost controllerâs body began undergoing terrible supernatural phenomena. At this moment, he stared in horror at his own hands, not knowing what was happening, as they started emitting a burnt smell and simultaneously began to visibly disintegrate.
Like a piece of burning paper that was reduced to ash.
âUnlike the earlier grisly death by venting of the living, this is a different way to die. Thereâs another terrifying ghost hidden among them?â Yang Jianâs ghost eyes frantically swirled, trying to locate the terrifying ghost.
Among the dense crowd, when a ghost begins to kill, certain traits will undeniably manifest. Once he finds them, he can pinpoint the location.
After locating it, Yang Jian planned to directly deal with this dangerous ghost.
However, the surrounding ghosts were moving, and his ghost eyes couldnât penetrate their bodies to see whatâs behind. He could only observe the state of each ghost through the small gaps appearing during movement, and this observation time was very brief, putting Yang Jianâs observation skills to the test.
âThe bus hasnât started yet; I canât stay here any longer. Iâll risk it and get on the bus now.â At this moment, the man with the rotting face was in a complete panic.
Even though the ghosts hadnât come close yet, two ghost controllers had already died without a clue. If he waited for the ghosts to come closer, there would be no way for him to survive.
Despair and fear drove him to madness.
Another ghost controller beside him also lost his sanity.
They didnât want to sit and wait for death, frantically charging towards the bus, unafraid even though the interior was dark.
Whether it was luck or a miracle that occurred,
as they rushed onto the bus, this stalled bus suddenly made a loud noise, shaking the vehicle. The darkness inside the bus dissipated, the flickering lights began to glow, and the eerie engine startup sound emerged from the bus.
Without a doubt, the supernatural bus had restarted.
The two who had scrambled onto the bus immediately felt a surge of joy at the brink of despair.
Indeed, their judgment was correct; staying with the supernatural bus and boarding at the last moment could save them if the bus restarted. This way, they could survive.
Unexpectedly, in this terrifying supernatural territory, they managed to seize the only hope for survival.
âHaha, the bus restarted, we survived. Nothing can kill us on the bus,â
the man with the rotten face shouted with a mad laugh, while the person next to him trembled with excitement, nearly crying.
âWait, now is not the time to be happy. We must operate the bus to leave this horrible place. We absolutely canât stay here. Otherwise, danger will continue to arise, and we wonât be so lucky next time.â
This man didnât lose his sanity due to excessive joy; he quickly reacted, knowing what his next step should be.
Immediately, he rushed to the driverâs seat on the bus and glanced at it.
The tear in the seat that Yang Jian had made earlier had disappeared, and the entire bus had seemingly rebooted to a certain state.
But none of this mattered.
âYang Jian, youâre too confident. You previously discussed in front of all of us how to operate the supernatural bus, and now I know how to connect with it too. I can also become its driver; maybe my control wonât match yours, but as long as I can press the pedal, youâre done for.â
âIâll drive away from this county, and when I do, youâll die here with that woman in the qipao. You didnât give me a way to live, so I wonât give you one either this time.â
The man with the rotten face muttered to himself, showing a sinister smile filled with a sense of revenge.
After tearing open the thick cover, the fat corpse embedded in the seat was exposed, and he mimicked Yang Jianâs earlier actions by reaching his hand over.
The corpse, dormant for ages, suddenly sensed something and bit down on the manâs arm.
Though it was somewhat painful, it was nothing to a ghost controller.
Immediately.
The man with the rotten face established a connection with the supernatural bus, becoming the new driver and roughly understanding how to operate it.
âPerfect, everythingâs going smoothly.â He covered the corpse with the seat fabric again and sat in the driverâs seat.
âNow Iâm the driver. Letâs see how I drive the bus away.â
The ghost controller beside asked, âCan you actually do it?â
âI know I can. Although Yang Jian is formidable, Iâm not bad either. Time is tight; no time to waste. Yang Jian mustâve realized the bus restarted; we must set off immediately, preventing him from boarding successfully.â The man with the rotten face felt confident in his heart,
Immediately, he attempted to operate, striving to close the bus doors.
As long as the doors were closed, he could isolate the fierce ghosts outside and keep Yang Jian out, achieving two goals at once.
âStay here, ghostly things and Yang Jian.â The man with the rotten face used supernatural power, manipulating the old button, trying to close the door.
The supernatural forces on this bus were suppressed, making it very challenging and dramatically weakened even when attempting to use them. Therefore, the bus driver must have sufficiently formidable supernatural power, exceeding the busâs suppression.
Initially thinking he could easily close the door and drive the bus, reality brutally slapped him.
The bus door didnât budge, not showing any signs of closing.
âDamn, how come it wonât move? Is this thing that hard to control, even though I am the bus driver?â
The manâs expression turned more sinister because he saw the ghosts were outside the bus, and even Yang Jian was closing in.
If he didnât close the door now and let the ghosts and Yang Jian on the bus, it would be too late.
âHurry, no time left, close the door first. Once closed, the bus will start moving by itself, and we can survive.â The remaining survivor continuously urged while observing the situation outside.
âStop nagging; I know. But this thing is harder to control than imagined.â
The signs of decay spread on his face as he used supernatural power beyond a certain limit, starting his ghost revival.
But even after pushing to this extent, he still couldnât manage to close the door.
âIf you donât close the door, weâre all going to die. I see Yang Jian already approaching, heâs less than ten meters away. Once he gets on the bus, all our efforts will be in vain,â the urging voice continued.
âAh!â
The man shouted, struggling desperately, risking the resuscitation of the ghost, using all his Supernatural Power, trying to create a miracle once again.
âItâs moving, the door seems to have moved a bit.â
âReally?â The man with the half-rotten face said, surprised and delighted.
Another ghost handler said, âIt moved a bit just now, but now itâs still again.â
âDamn.â
The man with the half-rotten face couldnât help but curse; he knew he wasnât trying hard enough, wasnât using enough Supernatural Power. Only by letting the ghost continue to revive could he possibly fully close this door.
But if he did that, he might end up dying from the ghostâs revival, or he might be stuck on the bus forever, unable to get off.
Because once he got off, without the suppression of the supernatural bus, he would definitely die from the ghostâs revival immediately.
There was no time to think about future matters now.
To survive, the man with the half-rotten face completely let go of all constraints, risking his life in the struggle.
And his opponent was merely a button on the bus controlling the opening and closing of the doors.
This is a hugely uneven fight.
But the burning of life can always create some impossible situations.
Under the desperate circumstance of risking the ghostâs revival, the bus door indeed started to move, slowly closing.
The man in the driverâs seat now had most of his face rotten, and the signs of decay continued; he couldnât stop it. Even on the bus, he couldnât suppress the ghostâs revival, only slow it down.
âSucceeded.â
This was witnessed by a ghost handler sitting next to him, and he was utterly ecstatic because he understood the driver had lost his usefulness, and he was the one who would survive this ordeal.
But at this moment.
The closing door suddenly got stuck, a charred black hand now resting on it, forcibly preventing the door from closing.
âThe time hasnât come yet, donât be in such a rush to leave,â Yang Jianâs voice rang out in the silent compartment; he had now reached the door.
And with Yang Jianâs strong push, the closing door was forcibly reopened.
âYang Jian is getting on the bus. What are you doing? Close the door, hurry upâŠâ
However, no matter how the ghost handler shouted, the man in the driverâs seat remained motionless. Even though his hand was still on the button controlling the bus, his body was rigid and lifeless.
The manâs face had completely rotted away, and he was thoroughly dead.
He had exhausted all his Supernatural Power; although he managed to close the door in the end, he succumbed to the severe ghostly erosion, dying from the ghostâs revival.
With the loss of the driverâs control, Yang Jian easily forced the door open and walked onto the bus with an expressionless face.
âNot a bad choice, staking everything to escape onto the bus, then using my previous method to become the driver, to operate the bus, close the doors, and wait for the bus to drive automatically to leave this county, escape the ghosts outside, and successfully survive.â
âEvery step was not wrong, but unfortunately, the strength was lacking a bit. It barely controlled the bus to some extent only by pushing to the point of ghostly revival. If you had controlled two ghosts, maybe you really could have succeeded.â
Yang Jian glanced at the corpse sitting in the driverâs seat.
Indeed, there is no lack of talent in the supernatural circle, what many lack is just a bit of power and luck.
âDo you know why from boarding to alighting I never acted to kill any of you?â At this moment, Yang Jian looked at the only remaining ghost handler and asked.
The ghost handler backed away repeatedly, not daring to answer.
âBecause I was once in your shoes, I was willing to give you a chance to survive, but unfortunately, you couldnât grasp this opportunity, so donât blame me for bringing you to this ghostly place. In fact, if the bus had stalled halfway, the result would have been much the same.â Yang Jian said with a cold expression.
âIf you really wanted to give us a chance to survive, then you should have let us off the bus earlier. In a place like this with our abilities, itâs impossible for us to survive. Isnât that the same as killing us?â
The only remaining ghost handler mustered up the courage to retort.
Yang Jian sneered: âDonât be naive. My willingness to give you a chance does not mean letting you wreak havoc outside. Not acting to kill you all is already my greatest mercy. Rest assured, I wonât act to kill you now; this journey is still ongoing, I hope you manage to survive.â
Having said this, he pushed the corpse off the seat and sat once again in the driverâs position.
The bus was already moving, and he skillfully controlled the door to close.
What required desperation to accomplish just now was just a breeze for Yang Jian now.
With the door closed, the bus started.
Yang Jian drove the supernatural bus once again, charging madly, directly carving out a path through countless ghosts.
Although the number of ghosts was frightening, the supernatural bus was even more terrifying. These ghosts couldnât obstruct Yang Jianâs path, easily knocked down, even run over by the wheels.
However, the sheer number of ghosts filled the road, and though the bus was obviously useful, it couldnât go fast, only wobbling slowly along the road.
âThree minutes left. If it stalls again, thereâs bound to be big trouble. Itâs better to just wait on the bus for Sister Hongâs return in these next three minutes,â Yang Jian mused.
Therefore, he did not drive the bus away, just controlled the steering wheel to let the bus circle around the original spot.
However, while Yang Jian was driving.
At some unknown time.
Two eerie figures with faces covered in yellow paper were now sitting motionless in the last row of the bus seats.
Evidently, two ghosts had boarded the bus along with Yang Jian.
And at this moment, Yang Jian was completely unaware.
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