Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The rusty old bus was driving on the main road leading into the school. The road was a smooth cement road, but the bus was shaking and looked very unstable.

The glass of the bus's headlights had been broken, and the light was dim and dim, barely illuminating the distance of about one meter ahead.

This bus driving in the blood mist was completely different from other vehicles. The most bizarre thing was that there was a strong blood-red light spreading outward from the bus compartment.

The blood light easily penetrated the car window and reflected on both sides of the road. The outstanding alumni on the photo column were strangely distorted after being reflected by the blood light, and looked very unreal.

In the bus, Xiao Wen glanced at the photo column outside the window and understood.

The distortion of the photo showed that the road transformed by the evil ghost was being destroyed by the blood light.

The thick blood light of the blood bone was stronger than this deep ghost cave, and it could help them escape, but the premise was that the blood light could last until that time.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wen glanced at Jiang Yan in the driver's seat. His back was very calm and it seemed that there was no change.

But a closer look revealed that Jiang Yan's side face was covered with black blood and wrinkles began to appear on his skin.

Xiao Wen understood that this was the price of using blood bones, and Jiang Yan could not bear it for long.

In the driver's seat, Jiang Yan felt more and more tired, but his foot was still firmly on the accelerator and he dared not relax.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw that his face was covered with black blood, and there were many wrinkles on his forehead. The restlessness of the ghost bus in his body was getting worse and worse.

"Chen Li said that the magic light stick can be used for thirty minutes, but now it's less than a minute, and I feel very uncomfortable."

Jiang Yan's face showed worry, but he also understood the general reason.

The thirty minutes that Chen Li said should refer to the ghost rider who only controls one ghost. For people like him who control two ghosts, using blood bones is very easy to destroy the balance in the body.

Because the use of blood bones requires the consumption of ghosts, which uses the power of the ghost bus. If used at high intensity, the resurrection of the evil ghosts in the ghost bus will intensify, and the balance in the body will soon be broken.

He estimated that he could only use blood bones for a maximum of 10 minutes, and after 5 minutes, he might suffer irreparable damage.

But using blood bones requires ghosts, so only he and Sister Xue can use blood bones.

"4 minutes at most!"

His dark eyes stared at the digital display screen in the bus. After 4 minutes, he would let Sister Xue use blood bones, and he could take this opportunity to recover his body.

However, Sister Xue did not have the ability to repair her body, and using blood bones would inevitably cause irreparable damage.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Sister Xue through the rearview mirror. Sister Xue was sitting behind her at the moment, and her usually cold face was looking at him worriedly.

Although he felt a little sorry for Sister Xue, Jiang Yan knew he had no other choice.

Two minutes had passed, and Jiang Yan suddenly felt a palpitation. His hand slipped on the steering wheel, and the ghost bus was about to crash into the photo column.

He reacted immediately after he recovered, and hurriedly turned the steering wheel to avoid a collision.

After doing all this, Jiang Yan was panting, his body was extremely tired, and his foot on the accelerator involuntarily relaxed.

The speed of the ghost bus began to drop significantly.

Everyone noticed his abnormality, and Sister Xue, who was closest to him, hurriedly asked:

"Jiang Yan, are you okay? Can you hold on?"

"It's okay..." Jiang Yan responded weakly, and was about to step on the accelerator, but found that his feet became light and he had no strength at all.

Seeing his weak appearance, Sister Xue immediately understood his situation and said in a serious tone:

"Let me use the blood bone. Just cover it with the ghost cave, right? You concentrate on driving and take everyone out."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and Jiang Yan was even more shocked. He wanted to give the blood bone to Sister Xue when he couldn't hold on any longer, but he didn't expect Sister Xue to take the initiative to offer it.

"Are you sure you want to do this? This blood bone is very expensive and will consume a person's lifespan. You haven't repaired your body's spiritual power, and it will be too late to use the blood bone." Jiang Yan reminded.

Shi Hui, who was standing aside, couldn't help but get nervous after hearing this, and immediately turned to Sister Xue, waiting for her reply. As a subordinate who has followed Sister Xue for so long. Shi Hui definitely doesn't want to see Sister Xue have any accidents.

At this moment, Sister Xue's eyes were firm, and her usually cold face was also gentle. Her tone was calm, as if she was talking about something insignificant:

"It doesn't matter to me, and you have no choice now, right? Besides, my ice ghost can delay the supernatural, and I can use this blood bone for a longer time. It is the best choice for me to use it."

Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment, and looked at Sister Xue in front of him quietly.In the dark car with corpses, Sister Xue exuded a clear and gentle breath, like a noble orchid.

Looking at her firm and clear eyes, Jiang Yan gritted his teeth and handed over the blood bone.

The hideous, weird, and bloody spine was placed in front of Sister Xue.

Without hesitation, she stretched out her slender jade-like fingers and gently grasped the blood bone.

The cold ghost cave covered the blood bone, and the blood bone exuded a more violent blood light, as if it had found a more delicious food.

After sending out the blood bone, the ghost smoke quickly repaired Jiang Yan's body, and when he recovered a little strength, he immediately stepped on the accelerator.

The ghost bus rushed out at an astonishing speed.

"If we can get out quickly, Sister Xue might not have to die." He had this expectation in his heart.

Through the rearview mirror, he glanced at Sister Xue, who was holding the blood bone on her knees at this time, looking very quiet, like a dignified mother.

But Jiang Yan, who had sharp eyesight, noticed that fine wrinkles began to appear on Sister Xue's originally fair and rosy face. Although the speed was very slow, Sister Xue was slowly getting old.

"Sister Xue..."

He sighed helplessly in his heart. The woman behind him was the one who gave him the headquarters uniform and was the one who really cared about him in the ghost control circle, but now he could only watch her die.

At this moment, Jiang Yan felt another violent palpitation, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

This feeling was exactly the same as the gaze of the skinned ghost before.

"What happened?"

His dark eyes looked around carefully and soon found something unusual.

Outside the car window, the photo columns began to distort and disappear in the blood mist.

At the same time, many figures appeared in the blood mist, densely arranged on both sides of the road.

"Are these all skinned ghosts? How can there be so many!" Xiao Wen couldn't help but shout out when he saw this.

The other ghost riders were also terrified when they saw this. Fortunately, they walked fast, otherwise they would have been besieged and killed by these skinning ghosts.

The skinning ghosts on both sides of the road staggered and stretched out their thick bloody hands when they saw the ghost bus coming, but they quickly retracted their bloody hands as if they were burned after touching the blood light, and then turned around and watched the ghost bus leave with dull and numb eyes.

In the driver's seat, Jiang Yan was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. It might be that he had just imprisoned a skinning ghost and attracted the attention of the source ghost, so he attracted so many similar ghost slaves.

Three skinning ghosts could wipe them out. Looking at the figures lined up like street lamps on both sides of the road, Jiang Yan was still frightened. If the blood bones lost their function at this time, they would definitely die miserably.

It was also at this time that he suddenly had a guess that he himself was terrified.

Just now they thought they could set up an ambush to imprison the skinning ghosts. Perhaps this attached middle school was the trap set for them by the source ghost.

They never knew what the source ghost looked like...

At this time, human skin kites were flying all over the sky of the attached middle school, making strange "cuckoo" sounds in the strong wind.

In each teaching building, there were some figures standing in the blood-fog filled corridors, and the figures were densely packed, just like students going out for activities during class breaks.

The difference was that the eyes of these figures were dull and numb, and they all looked at the direction where the ghost bus left...