Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

In the gray mist, those faceless white figures penetrated the wall, entered the side yard, and slowly approached Jiang Yan.

The door curtain of the white sedan was lifted by a pale hand, and the woman in the sedan slowly poked her head out.

The face with the white veil seemed to be getting closer and closer to Jiang Yan, as if it was about to hit him.

"That thing is coming, get ready!" Jiang Yan reminded Ren Jing, and then quickly grabbed the second body that was lying on the ground. When he finished all this, the white sedan just came in front of him.

An extremely cold breath came, and the sound of suona and opera singing was deafening, lingering in the ears.

There were white silks hanging around the sedan. I don't know if it was an illusion. In the dancing of those white silks, Jiang Yan seemed to see that there seemed to be a black coffin under the sedan.

In other words, this group of white figures were not only carrying a sedan, but also carrying a black coffin.

But before he could take a closer look, his eyes went dark.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself inside the sedan chair and sitting next to the woman in white.

A bone-deep chill spread, causing Jiang Yan to tremble involuntarily.

But he glanced at his side again and found that the ghost bride was sitting on the other side of him, which made him feel relieved.

He held the ghost bride's hand tightly, and the cold feeling dissipated a lot.

Ren Jing also sat next to the ghost bride, holding her hand, but on her other side was Jiang Yan's reflection, so she didn't have to face the owner of the white sedan directly.

At this time, Jiang Yan was sandwiched between two weird female ghosts, and he couldn't help feeling a little scared.

"Why am I sitting next to this ghost? Is it because I am the one who attracted it..."

Jiang Yan couldn't help but glance at the woman in white next to him.

It was wearing a gorgeous white mourning dress and a white veil on its head. It really looked like a bride, but unlike the traditional festive red, the bride's clothes were all white.

In the past, there was a saying that red and white weddings are different. If the ghost bride represents red events, then the white bride represents white events, that is, funerals.

Whether it is the sound of the suona, the figure in mourning clothes, or the black coffin under the sedan chair, they all represent funerals.

"Is this a funeral procession of evil spirits..." Jiang Yan couldn't help but associate it.

As if she noticed his gaze, the white bride on the right suddenly turned her head to look at him, and her green lips outlined a strange smile.

Jiang Yan was shocked when he saw this, and immediately moved aside a little to keep a distance from this strange evil spirit.

But the white bride seemed to just glance at him, and did not make any other extra moves.

This is undoubtedly good news for Jiang Yan. He only hopes to use this funeral procession to successfully leave the ghost market.

At the same time, in the side yard, watching the group of funeral figures and the white sedan chair preparing to leave, the old beggar jumped up in anger.

"Young man, I haven't let you go yet! Come back! You really don't know etiquette!"

He shouted, and then continued to urge the power of the ghost market. The lanterns under the eaves suddenly became much brighter, and the evil spirits wandering on the streets seemed to have received instructions, and a little red light suddenly appeared in their empty eyes.

They pushed each other and rushed forward one after another, ready to stop the funeral procession.

Although the power of the White Bride was also terrifying, it was limited to the main body. These evil spirits did not seem to trigger its killing rules, so it did not activate its supernatural power.

But the result was that the mourning figures of the funeral procession fell behind one after another under the obstruction of these evil spirits. Originally, there were dozens of people in the team, but in less than a few minutes, the number was reduced by half.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! There is hope!" The old beggar jumped onto the roof of a shop and watched the funeral procession go away from a distance.

Seeing that the evil spirits in the ghost market were effective in blocking, he was immediately overjoyed. Maybe he could really keep them like this!

In the white sedan, Jiang Yan and others also felt that the sedan was shaking more obviously than before, which meant that the people carrying the sedan were a little flustered.

It was obvious that they were breaking through the encirclement of the ghosts in the ghost market. If the sedan stopped like this, they might be besieged by hundreds of ghosts.

"We must survive!" Ren Jing couldn't help but pray in her heart.

After an unknown period of time, the suona and opera singing around them completely disappeared. When Jiang Yan and Ren Jing found out, they were disappointed.

This meant that the funeral procession outside was almost wiped out, leaving only the figures carrying the sedan. Once these figures were also attacked, the sedan could not move forward.

And as they expected, the funeral procession outside disappeared at this time, leaving only the white sedan alone.Zero ground to move forward, but the street has been surrounded by evil spirits in the shops, and the strong man in mourning clothes carrying the sedan chair can't move at this moment.

"Good, good!" The old beggar laughed, stepped on the roof, and walked quickly towards this side.

He was agile and fast, and came to the vicinity of the white sedan chair in a flash, and said to Jiang Yan inside:

"Young man, you can't leave now, right? Be obedient and stay. The evil spirit next to you is not small. If you provoke it, you will die hundreds of times more miserably than dying in my hands! So don't think too much, as the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer. Now if you come down obediently, I can still guarantee to fulfill the previous agreement."

"Opportunity is not to be missed, time will not come again, young man!"

Of course, Jiang Yan couldn't hear the old beggar's words at all in the white sedan chair.

This white sedan is very similar to the ghost bride's wedding room. It can isolate other spirits and belongs to a deeper dream, so the old beggar's words can't get in at all.

However, Jiang Yan can also feel that the sedan has stopped. This is not a solution.

This white bride seems to be just passing by here, and the killing rule has not been triggered at all.

Jiang Yan glanced at the white bride beside him, and suddenly had a bold idea in his heart:

"Do you want to lift its veil and see?"