Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

In the small chamber, after reading the last message in the diary, the two stood there in a daze, unable to calm down for a long time.

Gongyue Village was not a natural supernatural formation, but was built by the older generation of ghost masters for some purpose, which Jiang Yan had guessed before.

But he didn't expect that the "Red Moon Village" really existed, and it seemed to have escaped the imprisonment of the older generation of ghost masters and was wandering somewhere.

The current Gongyue Village seemed to be the result of the efforts of the older generation of ghost masters, but it was about to lose balance.

The information left by the ghost masters was too complicated, and Jiang Yan didn't want to think deeply for the time being. The focus now was on how to escape.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan looked at his feet.

The dark red pottery jar was hidden in the darkness, with a cold and rough surface and a dark interior, like a bottomless pit, which seemed to swallow everything.

"Do you want to trade with this pottery jar? In this way, you can get a way to escape." Jiang Yan hesitated.

He didn't know the price of the transaction. What if he couldn't afford it? And once the transaction begins, it can never be stopped.

Liu Ming on the side was also struggling, muttering to himself:

"Humph, you actually said I'm weak."

Jiang Yan was a little surprised after hearing this, this guy actually cared about this.

"Don't worry about these useless things, think carefully about how to escape." Jiang Yan urged.

"Oh?" Liu Ming was a little surprised, and then laughed,

"Isn't the way out written very clearly in that diary?"

Jiang Yan frowned slightly, not knowing whether this guy was really stupid or pretending to be stupid:

"Does it need you to say this? The question now is, who will start the transaction with that pottery jar?"

This is indeed a very important issue now, because those who trade with the pottery jar not only have to pay a price, but also get a curse that cannot be escaped.

"Does this question still need to be thought about? Of course, you have to be brave to do it, don't you dare?" Liu Ming glanced at him.

Jiang Yan did not answer, knowing in his heart that this was the other party's provocation, and he would not fall for this kind of trick and do something thankless.

"Oh? It seems that I overestimated you. Your determination is just like that. Do you know what the top ghost tamers need most?" Liu Ming's scarlet eyes flashed with a gleam.

"Top ghost tamers? Do you mean people like captains? What do they need... of course, powerful spiritual power." Jiang Yan said without thinking.

"Wrong, totally wrong." Liu Ming showed a smug smile on his pale face.

"What the top ghost tamers need most is courage."

"Courage?" Jiang Yan frowned slightly. What the hell is this guy talking about.

But no matter what he said, he would not be stupid enough to trade with that pottery jar.

Seeing Jiang Yan's hesitation, Liu Ming smiled, thinking that he was scared, and continued:

"Yes, courage."

"At the beginning, the ghost controllers need reason and calmness the most, so that they can survive supernatural events. But at the level of top ghost controllers, their goal is not limited to staying alive."

"They often face various dangerous attempts and choices. Once they survive, their strength will have a qualitative leap. But if they are timid and indecisive, they will only be lost in the crowd and die from the resurrection of the evil spirit."

"So when you set foot on this road, there are only two choices. Either keep moving forward and win the slim hope, or stagnate and die from the resurrection of the evil spirit. Only the former can become a top ghost controller."

"You have the courage to step into that piece of black soil. I thought you were the former. But I misjudged you. Since you don't want to move forward, go back and wait for death with those soft eggs next to the coffin."

"Oh, by the way, you can't go back to that broken temple now, hehe..." Liu Ming said with a disdainful smile.

This guy finally finished talking... Jiang Yan sighed helplessly.

After saying so much, he still had to go up himself. He was not that stupid.

"Since you are the top ghost rider, you go up first, so that I can see your style." Jiang Yan bent down and made a "please" gesture.

"Learn something." Liu Ming smiled contemptuously, walked to the ghost tank, turned back and stretched out his hand to Jiang Yan, and said in a cold tone,

"Give me the diary."

Seeing this, Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment. Would this guy really want to trade with the ghost tank?

But why not?

He quickly handed over the diary.

After taking the diary, Liu Ming threw it casually into the ghost tank like throwing garbage.

The diary fell into the ghost tank, but it didn't make any sound, and it couldn't be seen, as if it disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, the diary flew out of the ghost tank, and Liu Ming quickly took it and turned to the latest page.

Jiang Yan also leaned over to check.

Suddenly, eight twisted bloody words appeared on the blank paper. These words were strange and unusual, and they did not seem to be written by humans.

The blood on the words was bright and about to overflow.It was obviously just written.

The content is also very simple:

"Drop blood, wish comes true"

Jiang Yan frowned slightly, it seems that dripping blood on the ghost jar can start the transaction.

Liu Ming did not hesitate, and directly placed the hand full of holes on the ghost jar.

Each hole is as thick as a thumb, densely spread all over his forearm, roughly counting about a dozen.

Dark red blood slowly flowed out of the holes and dripped into the darkness of the ghost jar.

"That's it." Liu Ming withdrew his hand and waited for the changes in the ghost jar.

Jiang Yan on the side also watched nervously, and was a little surprised.

This guy really dripped blood.

Jiang Yan was not afraid of making a deal with the ghost jar. After all, if he was the only one here, he would not hesitate to start the deal in order to escape.

But the problem is that there are two people now, and no one wants to suffer a loss, so there will be a dispute.

However, when he was struggling with how to deal with the dispute, Liu Ming decisively chose to trade, as if he didn't care about the dispute at all.

He only had escape in his eyes.

This Liu Ming is a bit like a gambler, Jiang Yan couldn't help but sigh.

Just then.

The ghost jar began to shake slightly, and dark red blood overflowed from the mouth of the jar and flowed to the ground.

This dark red blood was obviously dripped in by Liu Ming just now, and now it actually flowed out, as if the ghost jar was rejecting this blood.

"Oh, what a pity, it seems that it doesn't like ghost blood, so you have to do it." Liu Ming smiled proudly.

With a wave of his hand, the ghost blood on the ground floated up and returned to his body through the hole in his arm.

Looking at his proud look, Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

Did this guy know that he couldn't trade, so he filled such a wave of cups?

He didn't have time to think about it in detail, because now he was the only one who could complete the transaction.

Jiang Yan sighed helplessly, bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it into the ghost tank.

The moment the blood dripped into the ghost tank, it was like boiling water, a large amount of blood overflowed from the ghost tank and covered its surface.

The blood dyed the ghost tank scarlet.

"It seems that the transaction has been opened." Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Yes, it seems that it prefers your blood." Liu Ming said.

Jiang Yan didn't comment, and directly threw the diary into the ghost tank, and at the same time expressed his wish:

"Give me a way to escape from Gongyue Village."

After the ghost tank swallowed the diary, no abnormal changes occurred.

But there were changes in the ear chamber.

An extremely strong smell of blood began to spread.

When the smell of blood dissipated, the diary flew out of the ghost tank, Jiang Yan quickly took it, and turned to the latest page.

The two took a look and were shocked.

There was a line of twisted and messy blood words on the white paper:

"Pull out the black coffin sword and escape from the black well."