Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

On a quiet night, a dilapidated bus was driving on the mountain road of Lugang Mountain.

The three finally escaped from Gongyue Village and took the way back.

In the driver's seat, Jiang Yan felt extremely tired, and the ghost bus in his body seemed to be temporarily asleep.

This seemed to be the effect of using the Black Blood Sword. This supernatural weapon also has the effect of suppressing the resurrection of evil spirits after use.

It can not only dismember evil spirits, but also suppress the resurrection of evil spirits. It has to be said that this Black Blood Sword is a very powerful supernatural weapon.

Even the terrifying existence of the tall evil spirit that is not afraid of the corpse oil lamp will be injured by this sword, leaving an index finger.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan looked at the side of the steering wheel. The dark red and dry index finger lay there quietly, emitting a faint corpse odor.

After being cut off, this index finger became an ordinary supernatural item, but its specific function is still unclear.

I took the time to look at my mobile phone. After connecting to the Internet, the time was synchronized.

The current date is still October 1st, and the time is not much different from when I first drove the ghost bus.

"It seems that the time in that photo flows much faster." Jiang Yan pondered.

At the same time, he also figured out that the black in the well is actually the night in the real world.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago, but it's useless to regret it now. At least I escaped." Jiang Yan's heart was quickly relieved.

Behind the driver's seat, Liu Ming took the black hat man's phone and prepared to report the mission to the headquarters.

"Beep..."

The satellite phone was quickly connected, and Liu Ming said in a cold tone:

"I am Ghost Blood Liu Ming, transfer to my operator."

"Okay...!" Upon hearing Liu Ming's title, the person on the other end of the phone was startled and quickly changed the route.

After the transfer, a cold female voice came:

"Liu Ming, why did you contact so quickly? Didn't the mission just start?"

"Is it encrypted communication?" Liu Ming did not rush to answer, but asked cautiously first.

"Well... this... is encrypted." The operator was stunned for a moment, and then became serious.

"The mission is over, Gongyue Village has been detained." Liu Ming said.

"What? Are you kidding?" The operator obviously didn't believe it. In her opinion, even Liu Ming couldn't solve it so quickly.

After all, the Gongyue Village incident was rated as A-level.

"The incident was indeed resolved, but the horror of Gongyue Village is far beyond our imagination. Liang Yu and Feng An are both offline." Liu Ming said in a flat tone.

"Both of them..." The operator's voice stagnated after hearing this, and then sighed helplessly. At this time, she had to believe it.

"I will write the specific details into a report, but you have to help me apply for a confidential file channel first. I don't want too many people to know the situation in Gongyue Village." Liu Ming said in a serious tone.

"Okay." The operator didn't dare to neglect it, because since Liu Ming dared to apply for confidential files, it meant that the secrets in Gongyue Village were very shocking.

If the files were obtained by a ghost rider with ulterior motives, it might lead to extremely serious consequences.

"That's all, hang up." Liu Ming decisively hung up the satellite phone.

Jiang Yan, who was driving, glanced at him through the rearview mirror, his expression a little solemn.

As if noticing Jiang Yan's reaction, Liu Ming smiled and said:

"Why are you panicking? You have made great contributions."

"Meritorious? I don't like this kind of formalism. It's more cost-effective to give me a few tons of gold directly." Jiang Yan said.

"Of course there is gold, and I guess the quota is not small." Liu Ming's scarlet eyes flashed a gleam, "I will recommend you to be the person in charge of Dachuan City after I go back. After all, Feng An is dead, and this position is just vacant."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were shocked, especially the black hat man.

"The person in charge of Dachuan City? Really?" He said in shock.

He did not doubt Jiang Yan's ability, but felt that Jiang Yan had only been a ghost rider for a few days, and it was not reasonable to give him such a heavy task right away.

After all, dealing with supernatural events in a city would seriously aggravate the revival of evil spirits. Jiang Yan only had one ghost in his body, so it would probably be very difficult.

"Responsible person? Why should I care so much?" Jiang Yan said.

He didn't have the extra energy to take care of ordinary people in a city.

"It seems that you haven't figured it out. This is not a question of whether you want to or not." Liu Ming said coldly,

"You drive the ghost bus and have the Black Blood Sword in your hand. As the saying goes, a man is innocent but guilty of holding a treasure. You will inevitably encounter many obstacles in the future. The headquarters can clear these obstacles for you." Liu Ming explained.

The black-hatted man beside him also felt the same way. It is really difficult for a ghost rider to survive alone in this world.

Even if you completely avoid supernatural events, the evil ghosts will revive in five or six years. For someone like Jiang Yan who only controls one ghost, two or three years may be the limit.

"Control the secondThe headquarters can give you the method to control the second ghost, the supernatural items to save your life, the protection of your family, as well as power and status. With your ability, it is more than enough to handle the supernatural events in Dachuan City. "Liu Ming analyzed.

Hearing this, Jiang Yan was also a little moved. He really needed a method to control the second ghost.

And the requirements of the ghost tank must be completed as soon as possible. If you have the identity of the person in charge, many things will go much more smoothly.

"Let me think about it again." He had to put this matter aside for the time being.

"Then think about it carefully. I hope to see you at this year's captain meeting." Liu Ming sneered.

"Captain meeting! "The black-hatted man beside him took a breath of cold air after hearing this, and looked at Liu Ming in surprise.

This guy is really bold, as if he has already become the captain.

But it is not surprising if you think about it carefully. After all, with the credit of Gongyue Village in his hand, he, the black-hatted man, may become the captain's candidate, and it is not too much for Liu Ming to become the captain.

After leaving Lugang Mountain, Jiang Yan took back the ghost bus, and the three of them went their separate ways.

The black-hatted man returned to his Dayian City, Liu Ming returned to his Daxiang City, and Jiang Yan took a taxi back to school.

It was already early morning in the dormitory 413 of Qinghui University.

The dormitory was a little dark, and the cold moonlight shone in from the balcony, and the gray curtains danced leisurely in the night wind.

Jiang Yan entered the dormitory quietly, and as soon as he entered, he heard Chen Xiao's loud snoring like a pig.

The furnishings in the dormitory were still the same as he remembered. Chen Xiao's desk was full of beautiful girl figurines, the trash can was full of paper balls, and Qi Xiu's desk was filled with some calligraphy and paintings and Yuanshen Alex stand... all full of adolescence.

Looking at the guitar he had just bought on his desk, Jiang Yan sighed helplessly.

He could never go back to his ordinary college life.

At this moment, a "chi chi" sound suddenly came from the dormitory, a bit like the friction of plastic bags or newspapers.

Jiang Yan, who had just escaped from Gongyue Village, was very sensitive and noticed the sound at once.

"Is it a mouse? ”

It is normal to have mice in the dormitory, especially on Chen Xiao’s bed, it is not uncommon for mice to make nests.

But Jiang Yan still looked around the dormitory vigilantly.

Because the lights were off, the dormitory was a little dark. Under the moonlight on the balcony, everything in the dormitory seemed to be filtered by a light blue filter, and it looked dead and weird.

The night wind blew the gray curtains, and the dormitory was unusually quiet, as if you could hear a pin drop.

“Chichi…”

Suddenly, the sound came again, and Jiang Yan immediately looked at the source of the sound.

That was Qi Xiu’s bed…