Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The Guardian Nightmare was lying on the bus, and one of his hands had already broken the window.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and a thin crack appeared on the neck of the Guardian Nightmare, and then his head and body separated and fell from the bus.

In just a moment, the mourning nightmare that had just been lying on the window disappeared, and everyone looked at Jiang Yan in shock.

Especially the black guillotine in his hand.

With just one knife, he could behead a Guardian Nightmare of that level. The power of this guillotine made the ghost fighters on the bus very afraid.

Wu Ge stared at the guillotine in Jiang Yan's hand, and felt a sense of déjà vu in his heart, but he couldn't remember it.

Because the guillotine cannot be remembered, Wu Ge also remembered that this was the first time he saw this guillotine.

Jiang Yan glanced back and found that the body of the Guardian Nightmare fell on the road and couldn't get up for a while.

But he knew that beheading alone could not suppress these nightmares, it could only reduce their terror.

Of course, Jiang Yan didn't know whether the killing pattern of the Guardian Nightmare was interrupted after beheading. If not, the nightmare would catch up soon.

In the stunned eyes of the ghost masters, Jiang Yan returned to his seat, and the guillotine in his hand disappeared.

Seeing this, they all regained their composure.

Although he had just successfully beheaded the Guardian Nightmare, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and found that the blood tank of the tiger-headed guillotine had accumulated as much as half.

Before, the blood tank did not change when he beheaded Wu Ge and the aunt, but it accumulated half after beheading the Guardian Nightmare.

"The blood tank is half full just by beheading. If there is no immortal consciousness to protect it, I can only chop it once more with the guillotine."

Jiang Yan's expression became heavy. The terror of this Guardian Nightmare was a little beyond imagination.

It cost a life to dismember this nightmare twice. Such a price is too high.

After repelling the spirit-guarding nightmare, the bus returned to normal speed.

But only the broken window glass did not recover.

Although the gap was not very large, it also meant that the bus could no longer provide comprehensive protection.

Some sounds and other supernatural things could completely invade through the gap.

After driving for a while, the bus arrived at the station again.

This time it was on the roadside of a barren mountain.

Under the gloomy hillside, there was only a rotten bus stop standing alone.

It was hard to imagine that there would be people living in this mountain forest.

And this time no passengers got on the bus under the bus stop.

After stopping for five minutes, no passengers got on, and no abnormalities occurred.

The bus continued to go to the next station.

The same was true for the next few stations. Although there were some scattered human consciousness getting on and off the bus, nothing strange happened.

It seemed that the previous spirit-guarding nightmare was just like a dream, just an extremely special situation.

The bus came to the next station again, this time it was a dark ancient temple with red lanterns lit inside, which looked a little weird.

On the decaying signboard, three words were written in dark red:

"Qingdeng Temple."

There were also ordinary human consciousness boarding the bus at this stop, but when Jiang Yan saw the passenger, his pupils trembled.

Next to the decaying signboard, a girl in pink pajamas looked around with some fear, as if she was coming to this place for the first time, and looked panicked and helpless.

"Zhao Qing!"

Jiang Yan recognized her at a glance, and was extremely surprised.

Zhao Qing had obviously just come here not long ago, and kept shivering in the dark.

It was not until she saw lights coming from afar that she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chi"

The charred door opened, a cold current hit her face, and the bus stopped steadily in front of the ancient temple.

Zhao Qing couldn't wait to get on the bus, thinking that she could finally leave this weird place.

But at this moment, a strange voice came:

"Get on the bus and put in the coin."

Zhao Qing was startled by the voice and turned to look at the driver, but soon her face was filled with fear.

The driver's skin was dry and covered with corpse spots, and his eyes were dull and lifeless. He was obviously not human.

"Insert...coins?" Zhao Qing was a little confused, and then began to search in her pajamas, but she couldn't find a single coin.

She wanted to pay with her mobile phone, but found that her mobile phone was not with her.

"Can I owe it first? I will definitely pay it back next time I get the money..." Zhao Qing asked the driver with fear.

But the driver did not answer her, his eyes were still dull, waiting for her to insert the coins.

The other passengers looked over in surprise, but soon they didn't care.

After all, it was not uncommon for passengers to get on the bus without money, and they thought Zhao Qing was just an ordinary human consciousness.

If you can't insert the coins and don't want to get off the bus, you will be considered a deadbeat by the driver, and the result will definitely not be good.

Zhao Qing obviously realized this too, but could only stand there in panic.

At this moment, a tall and thin figure stood up and walked straight towards the door.

The ghost fighters in the car were a little surprised.

When Zhao Qing saw the person coming, hope suddenly shone in her big eyes, and she said in surprise:

"Jiang Yan! Why are you here?"

The ghost fighters immediately realized that the girl was an acquaintance of Jiang Yan.

When Lu Tao heard the name Jiang Yan, his reaction was a little subtle, and his gloomy face stared at the tall and thin back.

Walking straight to Zhao Qing, without time to say hello, Jiang Yan quickly put his hand into the coin box and said in a cold tone:

"I paid her fare."

After a while, Jiang Yan took his hand back, and the driver turned his head and said in a weird voice:

"You can get on the bus."

Zhao Qing glanced at the driver, then looked at Jiang Yan's broken palm, covered her mouth and said in horror:

"Jiang Yan, your hand..."

"It's okay, it will recover by itself, follow me." Jiang Yan didn't want to talk to her too much for the time being, and immediately turned around and walked into the car.

Zhao Qing was not a fool, and naturally realized that this bus was unusual, and immediately followed it in fear.

When passing by Wu Ge, Wu Ge gave him a meaningful smile.

Jiang Yan naturally knew what this guy was thinking, and his face suddenly became much gloomier.

He found a seat far back, sat down by the window, and then asked Zhao Qing to sit next to him.

After sitting down, Zhao Qing asked with a confused look:

"Jiang Yan, are we dreaming? I just remember that I was sleeping not long ago, and I woke up here."

Jiang Yan nodded and said:

"This is a dream. Don't look at anything weird. Follow me closely, I will take you out."

"Well, I will listen to you." Zhao Qing nodded seriously.

Although she had many doubts and fears, she still believed in Jiang Yan unconditionally.

However, although Zhao Qing was very well-behaved, Jiang Yan felt great pressure. It was a bit difficult for him to survive in this dangerous dream, and now he brought an ordinary person with him.

And that Wu Ge already knew that Zhao Qing was his weakness, which made the situation even worse.

"Chi."

The door closed and the bus continued to drive to the next stop...