Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The flag seemed to have the ability to summon evil spirits. With a simple wave, a young female actress in blue came out from behind the curtain.

Her face was as white as paper, and she was wearing a red robe that was extremely charming. Her eyes were empty and dead, and her whole body exuded a cold and strange aura. She was a real evil spirit.

After hearing the gong sound, she also began to sing opera, which was sharp and weird, like the hysterical roar of a woman, which made people tremble in the soul.

Combined with the opera sound of the red-robed ghost, the two opera sounds were superimposed together, deafening, and also formed an effect of one plus one greater than two.

The superposition of the opera sounds formed a range of sound, and the five-speed ghost cave of the ghost bus was also affected by this range of sound, and the dark yellow ghost cave was slightly distorted.

Not only that, this young female actress in blue did not stand still like the red-robed ghost. She walked with ghost steps, drifting slowly like a legless ghost.

And the direction of her drift was exactly the corner of the stage burned by the light red flame.

This light red flame was extremely strange. The stage, which was originally made of blue bricks, burned rapidly like white paper. The fire was so big that it almost spread to half of the stage.

The Qingyi Huadan walked over like drifting. The flames of the ghost fires were immediately restrained wherever she passed. Ling Yao, who was originally shivering with cold under the ghost fires, was also relieved.

But although the fire was restrained, the ghost fires were still burning fiercely, and soon burned on the Qingyi Huadan's costumes. In the end, her whole body was covered with ghost fires, burning with crackling sounds.

Obviously, a Qingyi Huadan could not put out the flames of the ghost fires.

The red-robed opera ghost continued to wave the shabby flag down, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The curtain of the stage was lifted by a dark hand, and a green-robed old man walked out slowly.

After summoning two evil ghosts, the color of the flag became much darker, and the green forest originally embroidered on the triangular flag became much darker, and a strong smell of death spread.

After hearing the gong sound, the green-robed old man also sang the opera like the blue-clothed Hua Dan. The three different opera sounds were superimposed together to form a more terrifying range of sound.

Under this terrifying range of sound, the five-level ghost den was affected and fine ripples appeared.

The superposition of the three opera sounds caused great damage to consciousness. After seeing the third evil ghost, Qing immediately hid the ghost bus and entered a silent state.

The ghost bus in a silent state exists in a spiritual space deeper than the five-level ghost den. The ghost den superimposed by the three opera sounds cannot even offset the five-level ghost den, let alone affect here.

After turning on the silence, the ghost bus became much quieter, and the three opera sounds became very weak, like tinnitus, and you can't detect it if you don't listen carefully.

"I didn't expect that this junior's ability is specifically aimed at consciousness, which happens to be my weakness." Qing gritted his teeth unwillingly, and had the idea of ​​retreating in his heart.

He could kill An Yunsheng, but the price would be great, and his consciousness would probably be severely damaged.

But for him, Jiang Yan could not die yet, so he had to grit his teeth and go on.

On the stage, the green-robed old man repeated the same action as the green-robed Hua Dan, and walked into the ghost fire. The ghost fire seemed unable to burn so many spirits, and the fire gradually became weaker.

"After all, it is not a complete ghost fire. Too many spirits will extinguish it. If it is a real immortal ghost fire, this stage can be destroyed in the blink of an eye." Qing's eyes became sharp, and he felt a little regretful.

At this moment, the red-robed ghost waved the flag for the third time, but this time the action was much slower, and it was even difficult to raise the flag. It seemed that the flag had become much heavier.

However, even after some effort, the flag was still waved down.

The curtain was lifted by a pale white hand, and the fourth ghost came out.

It was wearing a liver-colored brown robe, with a thin face and gray hair, and walked out slowly with a cane.

This is a brown-robed old woman.

After summoning this evil ghost, the flag had completely faded, from the original exaggerated red and green to grayish white, and the forest embroidered on the flag was completely black, and a faint black smoke was emitted.

The red-robed warrior also took back the flag and stopped using it.

After hearing the sound of the gong, the old woman also sang the opera. The four kinds of singing voices overlapped, and the horror of the range increased linearly.

The fifth-level ghost cave began to twist violently, obviously seriously disturbed.

At the same time, in the strange bamboo forest, Jiang Yan was still sitting quietly on the long bench, listening to the black-robed old man singing on the stage.

Strangely, as the opera went on, he began to feel drowsy and his consciousness became more and more blurred, which was obviously not a good sign.

"Not good, maybe I will die here after this opera is over." Jiang Yan felt great anxiety, but now he had no supernatural power and had no way to deal with it.At this moment, the singing stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yan's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he stared at the stage intently.

The old man who was still picking up his gun and stepping on the stage was as quiet as a corpse at this moment, standing quietly in the center of the stage, staring at Jiang Yan with a ferocious face.

One person and one ghost stared at each other like this.

After a few seconds, the old man on the stage did not respond, and Jiang Yan suddenly felt a little puzzled.

"Did this play interrupt and An Yunsheng was solved?" He had a guess in his mind.

But if An Yunsheng was solved, the ghost stage in front of him should also be invalid, and he would not continue to be trapped here.

After a while, the gong sounded, and the old man in black robe began to sing the play again.

The strange singing echoed in this gloomy bamboo forest...

In the silent ghost bus, Qing sat in the driver's seat with an uneasy look on his face. Just now, the jade pendant on his chest suddenly bloomed with a dazzling green light.

This green light scared him. After all, he was attacked by this green light when he woke up for the first time, and his consciousness was severely damaged.

But this time, the green light seemed to have no effect on him. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and figured out something.

"Has that kid died once? If it weren't for this necklace..."

He looked down at the pendant and found that after it had just shone once, the color of the pendant was obviously much dimmer, and there was even a crack on the surface.

"This thing can only be used a few times, so we must hurry up." Qing suddenly became serious, and his golden eyes looked out the window.

The green-clothed Huadan, the green-robed Laosheng, and the brown-robed Laodan, with the approach of these three evil spirits, the fire of the ghost fire suddenly declined and was basically extinguished. Only the edge of the stage and the curtain still had some flames burning tenaciously.

After extinguishing the ghost fire, the three evil spirits did not stop their actions. They jumped off the stage one after another and walked slowly towards the direction of the ghost bus.

As they approached, the intensity of the sound range suddenly increased a lot. Even in the silent ghost bus, Qing could hear these sounds.

"There is no other way. Let's give it a try, although it may be a bit reluctant." Qing frowned slightly, as if he had made a reluctant decision.

He raised his dark red withered hand, but this time he did not aim at anything, but only at the window of the ghost bus, and then swung it down fiercely...