Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The inside of the ghost jar was pitch black. After the notebook was thrown in, it was terribly quiet and no sound could be heard.

Jiang Yan, Huang Yuan and Guo Jian were all waiting nervously on the side. They knew that the answer given by the ghost jar would determine the fate of Dajing City.

After a while, the old notebook was suddenly thrown out of the ghost jar, and Jiang Yan quickly took it.

The notebook still had the residual warmth of blood.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yan immediately turned the blood-stained notebook to the latest page.

But after seeing the contents of the notebook, his eyes shrank slightly, and his face showed disbelief.

Huang Yuan, who was standing by, also felt something was wrong and asked:

"What's written on it?"

Jiang Yan did not explain too much and handed the notebook to Huang Yuan directly.

Huang Yuan took the notebook and just glanced at it briefly, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

On the latest page of the notebook, only a simple line of words was written in crooked bloodstains:

"Give me the Black Blood Sword"

Although the bloody words were very sloppy, they could still be seen if carefully identified, so Guo Jian also recognized the words and frowned slightly

"So, do you need the Black Blood Sword to solve this incident? Jiang Yan, did you bring the Black Blood Sword?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's face turned cold, which was why he had been surprised just now.

Because this clone could not use the Black Blood Sword, he did not choose to bring the Black Blood Sword this time, but he had to solve this incident with the Black Blood Sword.

Is this a coincidence or fate?

Is Dajing City destined to be destroyed?

Feeling a little bitter in his heart, Jiang Yan shook his head:

"No."

After hearing this, Huang Yuan and Guo Jian finally died of their heavy hearts.

"How could this happen..." Guo Jian looked at Jiang Yan in disbelief. Not bringing the Black Blood Sword meant that Dajing City was really going to be finished this time.

Huang Yuan was not as desperate as him, because he knew that from the moment the Black Coffin Ghost was released, the world would inevitably go to destruction. Even if Jiang Yan brought the Black Blood Sword this time, the result would not be affected.

"That's it, Jiang Yan, change the plan, give up Dajing City, and escape as quickly as possible." Huang Yuan said in a cold tone.

Jiang Yan was not surprised by this. After all, the method of the ghost jar was no longer useful, and staying in Dajing City was also waiting for death. If he escaped from Dajing City, there might be a chance.

So he ordered Xiaolu to drive the ghost bus and escape from Dajing City along the fastest route.

However, as soon as they entered the streets of the city, they felt a little bad.

All kinds of private cars blocked the streets, and the roadside was full of human corpses. The strong smell of blood filled the air, and it looked like hell on earth from a distance.

In the mist, some slow-moving black shadows could be vaguely seen.

After seeing those black shadows, Guo Jian's eyes shrank, and his expression suddenly became solemn:

"It's evil spirits... a lot of evil spirits..."

Jiang Yan was not surprised to see these evil spirits. After all, when he was in Gongyue Village, the evil spirits in the black coffin broke through the seal, and the evil spirits in the underground ghost tomb also ran out.

These evil spirits are the same evil spirits as before.

But the ghost bus now is no longer the ghost bus of the past. After opening the fifth gear of ghost, the ghost bus will not be affected by some low-level evil spirits.

As Jiang Yan expected, under the green light of the car lights, the ghost bus swept through the streets at an astonishing speed.

Although the evil spirits in the mist noticed the ghost bus, they had no intention of stopping it.

"There are no powerful ghosts now, but it may not be the case if we continue." Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little worried. Now there is not much time left. Once blocked by the ghosts, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Xiaolu, try to avoid these ghosts." To be on the safe side, Jiang Yan still gave an order.

After that, the ghost bus was unimpeded, sprinting in the fog at a speed of almost 100 meters per second, and approaching the border of Dajing City.

In the car, Huang Yuan and Guo Jian were both confused. They knew that Dajing City was no longer saved.

Even if they got the Black Blood Sword after going out and gave it to the ghost jar, it would only be a last resort.

However, Huang Yuan was the most distressed. He still couldn't figure out when he fell into the opponent's trap.

"When exactly..." He couldn't help but mutter.

Jiang Yan naturally knew what Huang Yuan was worried about. After all, the feeling of being calculated by others was really uncomfortable.

Although he had been calculated many times since he became a ghost rider, he was numb.

But Huang Yuan is different. He represents the headquarters and is one of the highest decision-makers in the headquarters. His decisions affect countless people.The fate of several people.

Once you fall into someone else's trap, the consequences will be very serious. And if you can't beat the opponent this time, who can guarantee that you can win back next time?

People of Huang Yuan's level will not have any chance to sleep on straw and taste gall, after all, no one will continue to gamble with you with the fate of all mankind.

So Huang Yuan can't make mistakes, not even once, but now he made a mistake, and the result has become irreversible like now.

However, Jiang Yan was also very curious, why Huang Yuan seemed to have changed when he was in the cave before, and he opened several electronic doors where Gong Yuecun was imprisoned.

Obviously Huang Yuan couldn't have slipped and pressed the wrong button, it must be that his mind was affected by some kind of supernatural power, but when did this influence appear? Huang Yuan was so well protected at the headquarters that the Black Blood Alliance had no chance to contact him at all.

''Black Blood Alliance..."

Suddenly, Jiang Yan seemed to think of something, turned to Huang Yuan and asked:

"Professor Huang, you said before that the black hat man had attacked the supernatural warehouse, right? "

Huang Yuan was a little surprised by his question, but he didn't hide anything:

"Yes, he entered the ghost warehouse and injured Zhang Bo, but he didn't take anything away."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's eyes moved slightly and his expression became serious:

"That is to say, Professor Huang, after the black hat man left, you went into the ghost warehouse, right? "

Hearing this, Huang Yuan seemed to have thought of something and was stunned.

"So it was at that time..."

He suddenly realized that the real purpose of the black-hatted man breaking into the supernatural warehouse was not the supernatural items inside, nor was it to hurt Zhang Bo, but himself!

As the direct manager of the supernatural warehouse, such an important place was broken into. Huang Yuan would definitely go in to check the damage.

The black-hatted man probably guessed this, so he set up some means in the supernatural warehouse to affect Huang Yuan's mind.

Thinking of this, Huang Yuan was not only frightened, but the black-hatted man seemed to have completely guessed his thoughts, no, to be precise, he knew everything that would happen next.

It was as if he had traveled back from the future.

Now it seems, If he wanted to fight with such a person, he would not be able to win unless he also had the ability to predict the future.

At this moment, the Jixiang TV Tower in the distance was still shrouded in a dark rectangle, but at the top, a large piece of rose-red flame suddenly burned.

Seeing the flame, everyone was a little surprised. They knew that Zhu Yan should be fighting with the black coffin ghost at this time.

And that position, from the height, should be the top of the Jixiang TV Tower.

"Top of the tower..."

Jiang Yan suddenly thought of Ren Jing's previous death prophecy, which said that he would die on the top of the Jixiang TV Tower. The situation in front of him was very similar to the prophecy, except that it was Zhu Yan on the top of the tower, not him.

Is there something wrong with Ren Jing's prophecy? Everything is deviating from the direction of the prophecy?

He didn't understand, but he soon didn't care. After all, the black coffin ghost was so terrifying, it was normal for Ren Jing's prophecy to deviate.

Just when he was confused, Huang Yuan suddenly stood up, his eyes were firm as if he had made up his mind, and then walked in front of the ghost tank.

"What's wrong, Professor Huang? "Guo Jian was a little confused when he saw this.

Huang Yuan stared at the ghost tank under his feet and said calmly:

"I want to control the ghost tank."