Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

After noticing the two mysterious ghost controllers on the rooftop not far away, Ling Yao and others decided to escape.

However, their choice happened to attract the attention of the two men in black.

No matter what purpose Ling Yao and others had in this action, in the eyes of the two men in black, the information of the ghost camera or related supernatural things must not be leaked, so for the sake of safety, they decided to attack this group of people.

The burly man grinned and licked his lips unconsciously, as if he couldn't hold back and couldn't wait to fight with the people at the headquarters.

"Chen Meng, don't delay too long, we're about to set off." Song Yu on the side warned with a cold look.

"Don't worry, do you still doubt my strength?" Chen Meng raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, then took out a blood-red clapper from his pocket and started to beat it by himself.

"Pah, pah~"

The two clappers made a crisp knocking sound, which seemed to directly affect the soul and was very harsh. Even if you covered your ears, you couldn't block it.

As the knocking sound became more and more urgent, Chen Meng's face became more and more gloomy, and he felt an invisible pressure gradually enveloping him.

Along with this slightly weird knocking sound, the light around Chen Meng suddenly dimmed, and the temperature around him also dropped a lot.

Not long after, this "click" sound intensified, but it was not that the clappers had changed, but a wooden puppet slowly appeared beside Chen Meng.

This wooden puppet looked very strange, and its body showed a state of decay, as if it had been eroded for countless years. There was no expression on its face, only a pair of empty eyes, revealing a hint of gloomy breath.

The wooden puppet tilted its head, twisted its limbs unnaturally, and its steps were stiff. Every step it took seemed to fall apart. But it could stand firmly in place, as if there was a special force supporting it. While it was moving, all its joints were making this crisp sound, which sounded creepy and extremely terrifying.

After summoning the wooden puppet, Chen Meng stared at the direction where Ling Yao and others left. Ling Yao and others were using the ghost cave to escape, and it was obviously difficult to catch up with them by ordinary means, but Chen Meng didn't seem to care about it. He just turned to the wooden puppet and said in a cold tone:

"Catch up with them."

When he just finished saying this, the wooden puppet was a little indifferent, still standing there with a dull face, and his limbs trembled involuntarily.

Its eyes stared straight ahead, as if it didn't hear Chen Meng's order. However, this did not surprise or anger Chen Meng. On the contrary, he just looked at the wooden puppet quietly, as if waiting for something.

Soon, the clapper in Chen Meng's hand seemed to be out of control, changing the frequency of the knocking and making a crisp sound. As the rhythm of the clapper accelerated, the crisp sound became more and more urgent, as if conveying a special message.

When the sound of the clapper changed, the wooden puppet also had a clear reaction, and the body of the wooden puppet began to tremble. At the same time, sawdust began to fly in the sky.

These sawdusts were flying in a majestic manner, and in an instant they covered the roof of the building, and the vision of the two suddenly became much darker. Obviously, this kind of sawdust is also a kind of ghost. They flew in the air, forming a huge vortex, as if to swallow everything.

At this moment, the wooden puppet used the ghost teleportation ability, and the sawdust in the sky wrapped Chen Meng, like a surging torrent, approaching Ling Yao and others at an astonishing speed.

Although Ling Yao and other ghost controllers also used ghost teleportation, they were not at the same level as the sawdust ghost controlled by Chen Meng, and there was no comparison. In the blink of an eye, they were quickly caught up.

Some of the quick-witted ghost riders immediately felt that the strange sawdust was approaching, and a sense of fear surged in their hearts. They couldn't help but shout out in surprise:

"No! They are catching up!"

When Ling Yao heard this shout, her heart was shocked and her face showed an unbelievable look. She turned her head subconsciously and saw that the strange sawdust was getting closer and closer to her. Then she suddenly realized and her face turned pale.

"How could it be..." She muttered absentmindedly, and she really couldn't figure out why they became the target of attack.

Could it be that the real target of the two mysterious ghost riders was not Jiang Yan, but their group? This thought flashed through her mind, making her feel dazed and confused.

But she didn't have that much time to think, because soon the sawdust enveloped them. Under the suppression of one level difference, the ghost den of the ghost rider among them was immediately compressed., the range can only barely cover everyone.

Countless wood chips flew, and soon covered everyone. In this sea of ​​wood chips, their vision was completely obscured, and they could not see the enemy at all.

However, what was creepy was that in this chaos, a crisp "click" sound came. This sound was like a call from the netherworld, and it was extremely clear to everyone's ears.

When this crisp sound rang out, those ghost riders who only controlled one evil ghost suddenly felt an irresistible drowsiness. Their eyelids became heavy, and their minds gradually blurred, as if the whole person was about to fall into a deep sleep.

"No, this sound is weird, everyone don't listen!"

Ling Yao's face changed drastically, and she shouted loudly. She realized that this knocking sound had a special magic that could directly affect people's consciousness, which was similar to the singing sound of An Yunsheng playing ghosts.

However, even if she issued a warning in time, these people could hardly resist the invasion of this power. Because even if they covered their ears tightly, they couldn't block out this mysterious sound.

The originally ordinary and crisp knocking sound now sounded like the devil's whisper in their ears, with endless weirdness and horror. Every knock was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts, making their consciousness gradually blurred.

Soon, the bodies of those ghost riders who only controlled one ghost gradually changed. Their skin began to fibrosis and became the same material as wood.

Obviously, they were gradually turning into wooden people.

No matter how they used their supernatural powers or how they struggled, this change showed no sign of slowing down.

In the end, even Ling Yao's skin changed. Although the speed of this change was much slower, it was only a matter of time before she turned into a wooden man.

It was the first time that she felt so powerless. The enemy on the opposite side didn't even show up, but almost wiped them out. She realized that this level of opponent was completely beyond their ability to deal with...