Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The sky was dark and depressing. It was daytime, but the city of Dajing was gloomy. Even though some places had lights on, the gloom was still not dispelled.

No matter where you were, as long as you looked up, you could see the black smoke column rising to the sky in the direction of Jingxi.

No one knew what it was, but they knew that it was definitely not something that should exist in the real world.

Gradually, the whole city began to panic.

Near the Jixiang TV Tower, this panic was magnified to the extreme.

The fog began to spread from the Jixiang TV Tower. In just a dozen seconds, the surrounding area within a radius of one kilometer was shrouded in fog.

Some people didn't even react to what happened, and when they came to their senses, they found themselves in the fog.

On the blocked lanes, the sound of horns was endless, and people were anxious and eager to return home.

"The fog is so thick." Su Yueyou glanced out of the car window, and a look of worry appeared on her beautiful face.

This fog gave her a sense of déjà vu, a nightmare she would never forget.

Not long ago, she was still studying at the No. 1 High School in Dachuan City. At that time, the skinning ghost incident broke out and Dachuan City was shrouded in blood fog.

Her high school was almost slaughtered by the skinning ghosts. In the end, a group of ghost fighters came in and barely rescued them.

After that, her father immediately led the family to move to the safest Dajing City, and she also transferred to an international high school in Dajing City.

But now, Dajing City is also in crisis.

The thick fog outside the window looks ordinary, but Su Yueyou feels that it is full of unspeakable weirdness.

Compared with the violence and bloodiness of the blood fog in Dachuan City, the gray fog in front of her is more mysterious and terrifying, as if anything can happen in this fog.

"Dad, can you drive faster?" She felt a little uneasy and hurriedly urged.

"Wait a little longer. It shouldn't be so congested after this traffic light."

Su Peng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was also a little anxious. The incident happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to contact his driver. He had no choice but to pick a coupe from the company garage and drive out.

He was used to sitting in the back seat. He hadn't driven for so long that his driving skills were a little rusty.

The air conditioner was on in the car, but Su Peng's hands holding the steering wheel felt bone-chillingly cold, as if he was holding not a steering wheel but a piece of ice.

"Ding~Ding~Ding~"

Outside the car window, the sound of car horns was endless, and the noisy sound made Su Peng feel a little impatient.

As a last resort, he had to play some more soothing car music to try to ease his anxiety.

The melodious tune of Schubert's "Serenade" soon sounded in the car. Listening to the ups and downs of the piano keys, Su Peng felt a lot more at peace.

However, Su Yueyou in the back seat felt more and more uneasy.

"It's so cold..."

The bone-chilling cold was so despairing that it seemed to freeze them all to death in the fog.

Su Yueyou had a vague feeling that it was not the fog that invaded their city, but that they accidentally broke into the fog, into a strange and terrifying forbidden place where they could not survive.

Thinking of this, she was so scared that she hugged her schoolbag tightly in her arms, praying in her heart that the fog would dissipate quickly.

Just then, she suddenly heard a strange sound, which seemed to be the sound of rolling soil.

"Dad, it seems that something is coming..." She said a little terrified.

But the car music was too loud, making it difficult for her to distinguish the direction of the rolling soil.

Su Peng, who was in the driver's seat, immediately became alert after hearing it. He entered the reverse mode, and the situation around the vehicle was displayed on the central control screen.

"No, don't be suspicious, we will be back soon." Su Peng comforted.

But Su Yueyou still felt something was wrong. She could feel that something strange was happening around her.

She looked out the window, but there was a thick fog outside and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Until a dull sound of footsteps came and stopped, she immediately stepped back in fear.

I didn't know when, a rotten dead face was sticking to the car window, looking at her numbly.

"Ghost! Those ghosts are coming again!" That terrible memory resurfaced again, and Su Yueyou was frightened and pale, shaking all over.

Not only Su Yueyou's side, but other places also had such a situation. A large number of evil ghosts appeared in the fog, screaming and shouting, intertwined with the melodious serenade...

Near the Jixiang TV Tower, in this fog, a green light was extremely conspicuous.

It seemed to have the power to isolate the fog, but the coverage was so small.

But no matter how this light moved forward, it looked like it was always staying in the same place, and it had never moved at all.

In the ghost bus, Jiang Yan looked at the windows on both sides. Although the scenery was still changing rapidly, it looked familiar.

In a seat at the back, Huang Yuan recovered a little with the help of Guo Jian, but his face was still numb, as if he had no hope for the future of this world.

"We are trapped, and your ghost den can't escape." He said weakly.

Jiang Yan naturally noticed the abnormality. The current situation was very similar to the escape from the First Attached Middle School during the skinning ghost incident.

At that time, they escaped with the help of blood bones, but the ghost den in front of them was obviously stronger, and even the fifth-level ghost den of the ghost bus could not escape.

Guo Jian also realized that the situation was not good, but he still did not give up, his voice was loud and firm:

"Think of another way, we must rescue Professor Huang, he is the future of mankind, he can't just die here!"

If it was before, Huang Yuan would not be touched by these words, but now, he has lost his fighting spirit and feels deeply frustrated.

It was because of his misjudgment that he led to the current situation. How could he have the face to escape alone?

And he had already failed once, and he no longer had the confidence to face the mysterious organization behind him.

"Forget it, Guo Jian, give up, this world is hopeless." Huang Yuan sighed, his eyes became empty and blank,

"I have actually been studying Gongyue Village for years, but no matter how I study, I finally come to a conclusion - the evil ghost in the black coffin is invincible. At present, there is no ghost tamer in the world who can defeat it."

But Guo Jian still didn't want to give up, and continued to persuade:

"It's just that there is no one now, maybe there will be one in the future?"

As he said this, he glanced at Jiang Yan in the driver's seat, and his resolute eyes revealed some hope.

"So you can't give up at this time, Professor Huang!"

But no matter how he persuaded, Professor Huang was still disheartened. He didn't believe in the so-called miracles, but only believed in his own inference:

"It's useless. In an hour, the fog will spread to the world, and the whole world will become hell. Human civilization will be buried, and both humans and ghost riders will die in the end."

"Professor Huang!!!" Guo Jian shook Huang Yuan's shoulders vigorously, but Huang Yuan still seemed to be exhausted and couldn't muster any fighting spirit.

At this time, Jiang Yan in the driver's seat suddenly said:

"It's not time to give up yet, we still have the ghost tank."

Hearing this, Huang Yuan's empty eyes flashed a trace of clarity, and his depressed will gradually returned to normal.

Just now he had been overwhelmed by a strong sense of guilt and almost forgot the existence of the ghost tank.

"It is indeed a way to ask for help from the ghost tank, but we are now deeply trapped in the ghost den, and we may not be able to prepare what the ghost tank needs." Huang Yuan was not too excited about this, and remained objective and calm.

"So the most urgent thing is to escape from this ghost den?" Guo Jian frowned immediately, and the hope that had just sprouted was instantly annihilated.

They simply had no ability to escape from this ghost domain.

However, Huang Yuan was not too worried about this matter, because he had already made arrangements for the black coffin ghost to get out of control.

"He should be out now." Huang Yuan glanced at the gold watch in his hand and said.

"He? Who is he?" Jiang Yan was a little confused. Did Huang Yuan arrange other people?

At this moment, Jiang Yan suddenly felt a palpitation for no reason, as if something terrifying was approaching.

Through the rearview mirror, he glanced in the direction of the Jixiang TV Tower.

The lobby on the first floor was empty and dark, but at this time there was a hunchbacked old man standing alone in the middle of the lobby.

He was wearing a faded Zhongshan suit, and his face was covered with black corpse spots, looking like a corpse.

But his dry hands were slowly shaking a palm leaf fan, proving that he was still alive.

After seeing the old man, Jiang Yan couldn't help but be surprised:

"Uncle Zhang?"