Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Forced by the dangerous situation, Qing had to tell Jiang Yan how to preserve consciousness.

Jiang Yan was a little surprised after hearing this. After reading the memory of "him" fighting with An Yunsheng before, he found that Qing seemed to know the ghost bus very well.

"I tried, but I couldn't press it." Jiang Yan said truthfully.

Having driven the ghost bus for so long, he certainly tried all the buttons on the console, but the only places he could operate on the bus were the steering wheel, accelerator, headlights and door buttons.

There would be horns on cars, not to mention a bus.

This bus had been abandoned for so long, Jiang Yan didn't have any expectations for other functions of the bus, but now hearing what Qing said, it seemed that he underestimated the ghost bus a little.

The ghost bus's supernatural puzzle should be more than what he currently knows. As the driving deepens, perhaps other new supernatural things will appear.

After hearing his words, Qing was silent for a while.

"What is the horn for? Why didn't I respond when I pressed it." Jiang Yan asked in his heart.

"It seems that you can't use the horn yet." Qing said without surprise, "You can only barely enter the white fog now, and you can't play the real role of the ghost bus."

"The real role..." Jiang Yan's eyes became sharp, which was undoubtedly a very important information for him.

"The ghost bus is not only shuttling between the white fog and reality, its real role is more powerful than you think, but it's a pity that I have lost my memory of this part." Qing said helplessly.

"What is the use of the horn?" Jiang Yan didn't feel too sorry. After all, the degree of his control over the ghost bus was still weak in Qing's opinion. Let's solve the problem of the horn first.

"You should have read the memory of the previous battle between me and that junior. The horn of the ghost bus is similar to the play sound of the ghost. Both are a kind of supernatural power targeting consciousness. But the difference is that the horn of the ghost bus can forcibly interrupt all consciousness attacks." Qing explained.

"Forced interruption?" Jiang Yan caught this word, his expression became solemn, and he obviously understood what this ability meant.

"Yes, just like when you were dragged into the ghost stage before, if you can use the horn of the ghost bus, the sound of the horn will automatically sound and drag your consciousness back."

"I didn't expect the horn of the ghost bus to have such an effect. If I can use the horn, I will basically be immune to consciousness attacks." Jiang Yan was a little excited.

After all, the method Qing said was an extension of the ability of the ghost bus, and it didn't seem like a lie.

When he and Qing communicated for the first time, Qing said that he had a way to protect consciousness. It seems that the method he said at that time should be this.

"Then how should I use the horn?" Jiang Yan asked, this is the key.

After using the method of the ghost tank, the ghost bus has reached a balance with the other two ghosts. If the horn is turned on again, this balance is likely to be broken.

"The horn of the ghost bus was originally used in the fog forbidden area to drive away the evil ghosts passing by. Protecting consciousness is also a manifestation of expelling the supernatural. You have just stepped into the fog forbidden area and can't even open a ghost road. This is not okay." Qing said with some difficulty.

"Ghost road? Are you talking about the road summoned by the dark red withered hand?" Jiang Yan recalled that when the dark red withered hand was waved, it would summon a yellow mud path.

When the ghost bus drove on the yellow mud path, the horsepower would double and the body would become indestructible.

"It's not just the ghost road summoned by the road-blocking ghost, there are ghost roads everywhere in the white fog." Qing said a secret about the fog forbidden area.

Hearing this information, Jiang Yan was a little surprised, and his expression changed slightly, which Huang Yuan beside him immediately caught.

"Are you talking to someone?" Huang Yuan asked.

Jiang Yan glanced at him and nodded:

"There is still an old generation of ghost riders in my mind, and I am discussing with him now."

"Old generation of ghost riders?" Huang Yuan was a little surprised after hearing this, and then his expression became more solemn.

"Then you have to be careful. The ghost riders who can survive to this day are very dangerous, and it is even unknown whether they are human or ghost."

"I will be careful." Jiang Yan nodded, and then continued to ask in his heart,

"But I didn't see the ghost road you mentioned in the fog forbidden area before."

Before this, Jiang Yan had twice experienced driving into the fog forbidden area, one time when he was imprisoned with the skinning ghost, and the other time when he was beaten into the fog forbidden area by a tall and fierce ghost and returned from the fog forbidden area.

But in these two journeys, he did not find such a thing as a highway.

"Humph, then you will never be able to drive in the white fog. Only by driving on the ghost road can you reach the place you want to go. The place outside the ghost road is called Yinhuang. If you leave the ghost road, you will be lost in Yinhuang forever." Qing explained.Jiang Yan was a little shocked after hearing this. He didn't expect the ghost road to have such a function.

He didn't find the ghost road in the foggy restricted area before. If the ghost bus could not return to reality, he would probably be lost in the Yin Desert forever.

"So I said before that you don't have that ability yet." Qingyin smiled.

"Then what you said is the same as not saying anything. How can I believe you?" Jiang Yan felt a little dissatisfied.

It's the horn and the ghost road. He can't realize what Qing gave. It's no different from a blank check.

"Humph, I said before that I would give you a way to preserve consciousness, but the premise is that you have to do something for me first."

"I remember this, but you said at the time that I didn't have the ability to do it." Jiang Yan explained.

"Yes, but now you have that ability. As long as you get the method that can protect consciousness for a month, you can complete this task. At the same time, after completing this task, you also have the ability to use the horn." Qing's words came like the whisper of the devil.

Hearing this, Jiang Yan frowned slightly, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Why does it feel like this old guy is trying every possible way to encourage me to get that protective consciousness?

What if the trumpet thing is fake, then wouldn't he be deceived?

"Is it really that smooth? I suddenly don't believe you." Jiang Yan immediately became alert.

But Qing seemed very weak at this moment, and his voice became more and more ethereal:

"Hurry up, otherwise I will die and you will never have another chance. In fact, part of my memory is protected, and you can't read it. If you still don't want to believe me, I can tell you one thing..."

Jiang Yan listened with more and more surprise, and his dark eyes slowly widened.

Finally, he looked at Huang Yuan and said:

"Professor Huang, I need that protective consciousness."

Huang Yuan was a little surprised by his decisive decision, and was also curious about what he talked about with the old generation of ghost rider.

But he still reminded me:

"Are you sure? Regardless of whether you find a solution later, your consciousness will be attacked by a fatal consciousness in a month."

"I am sure." He said in a serious tone, without any hesitation in his eyes...