Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

In the ghost bus compartment, Huang Yuan slowly approached the ghost tank. Seeing that he had made up his mind, Jiang Yan and Guo Jian could not continue to stop him.

At this moment, everyone suddenly felt a sense of panic, as if something terrible was about to happen.

"What's going on..." Jiang Yan looked around and looked a little nervous.

This premonition was very bad, as if the ghost bus was warning him.

But he looked around and didn't find anything unusual. There were no scary ghosts approaching in the fog outside the ghost bus.

If there was any difference, it was that he felt that the surroundings seemed to be much darker.

Just as he wanted to continue observing, suddenly, a dark slash came from the direction of the Jixiang TV Tower.

The slash was very fast and came straight to the ghost bus. Jiang Yan immediately reacted and realized that the dangerous feeling just now came from this slash.

Without hesitation, he immediately yelled at Xiaolu:

"Xiaolu, get out of the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost Bus made a sharp turn, and Huang Yuan and Guo Jian in the car lost their balance and almost fell down.

After turning, the dark slash just brushed past the Ghost Bus. If it hadn't reacted in time, the Ghost Bus might have been hit directly.

"What the hell is this..." Guo Jian widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and his face was full of shock.

He stared at the slash in front of him through the window of the Ghost Bus, as if he had seen something incredible.

Strictly speaking, it can no longer be called a slash, but more like a tall black wall, extending at an astonishing speed.

This black wall is hundreds of meters high. Compared with it, the Ghost Bus is as small as an ant.

After brushing past the ghost bus, the slash continued to rush straight into the distance, tearing the air apart wherever it went, making a sharp whistling sound.

After a long time, the aftermath of the slash completely subsided, but the air was still filled with a suffocating breath.

Guo Jian's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He had never seen such a terrible power.

Everyone couldn't help but focus their eyes on the Jixiang TV Tower in the distance.

Before, the Jixiang TV Tower was surrounded by Zhang Bo's ghost den, forming a huge black rectangular block.

At this moment, affected by the slash just now, the black rectangular block has a huge gap, and a large amount of mist has poured out of the gap, like a wolf smoke.

At the same time, the rose-red flames on the top of the tower also instantly waned a lot.

"The slash just now was an attack by the black coffin ghost..."

Seeing the appearance of the Jixiang TV Tower, the three people quickly came to this conclusion.

Jiang Yan was different from them. He knew this kind of slash very well, because it was the Black Blood Sword's Black Blood Slash.

He remembered that there were two Black Blood Swords in Gongyue Village. His was just one of them, and the other was used to suppress the Black Coffin Ghost.

Unexpectedly, the Black Coffin Ghost actually used the Black Blood Sword as a weapon.

Through the dirty car window, he stared at the place where the slash had just passed. Although the tall black wall had disappeared, a straight black mark was still left on the ground.

From a distance, it looked like a highway.

Not only that, a few ghosts happened to be affected by the slash just now. At this moment, their bodies had been melted by the black blood and were about to merge with the highway.

The scene in front of him reminded Jiang Yan of the ghost road in the misty restricted area.

The Black Coffin Ghost could swing out a ghost road with just one slash. Even if the Black Blood Sword in its hand was not in its final form, it was almost there.

Facing such an enemy, Zhu Yan and Zhang Bo were naturally powerless. Even though their spiritual powers were very powerful, they were just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of the black blood that could suppress all spiritual powers.

At this moment, the two of them must be in danger. Huang Yuan had previously inferred that Zhang Bo and the others could hold on for two or three minutes, but now that the black blood had slashed, this time might be further shortened.

Looking at the dark road that stretched to the end of the field of vision outside the car window, Huang Yuan's expression suddenly became serious. He certainly knew what this meant.

"Time is running out, we have to hurry." After saying that, he walked to the ghost tank.

Jiang Yan and Guo Jian also nodded, not daring to neglect it at all.

The three of them immediately surrounded the ghost tank, but they were all shocked by the scene in the ghost tank at the same time.

At the bottom of the ghost tank, a blood-red human face appeared at some point. The human face looked at the three people quietly, with a somewhat sinister smile on his face.

It seemed that it had already guessed this step and their choice.

"Is his true nature finally revealed..." Huang Yuan just sighed and had no idea about this face.Without any fear.

He took out a tube of injection from his windbreaker pocket without hesitation, and then inserted it accurately into the inside of his arm. The injection contained turbid black liquid, which quickly entered Huang Yuan's blood along the vein.

"What is this?" Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little surprised. It was the first time he saw this kind of thing.

"This is an auxiliary medicine I developed recently. It can increase the success rate of controlling evil spirits. However, it is still in the experimental stage and the side effects are not clear yet." Huang Yuan explained in a flat tone.

It seems that he had long anticipated that he might have to control the ghost tank, so he always brought this auxiliary medicine with him.

After injecting the medicine, Huang Yuan's face became much paler, and some black blood appeared around his eye sockets.

In addition to the change in appearance, Jiang Yan could also feel that Huang Yuan already had the breath of evil spirits.

It is estimated that the effect of this medicine is to change people's physique, making people's physique closer to evil spirits, so that the success rate of controlling evil spirits will be greatly improved.

However, Huang Yuan still looked solemn. He knew that controlling the ghost jar would not be so easy, because the ghost jar was not an ordinary evil ghost, but an evil ghost with spiritual intelligence.

No one in the world has ever controlled an evil ghost with real spiritual intelligence.

Even the ghost TV and the ghost bride controlled by Jiang Yan were only slightly spiritual, and could not be considered to have independent consciousness, but even so, the process of controlling them was very difficult.

Not to mention the ghost jar in front of him.

But Huang Yuan did not feel timid, because he knew that even if he could not control the ghost jar, he could get some information that only the ghost jar knew during the control process.

Even if the control failed, it would be worth it to pass on this information.

So this time, Huang Yuan was ready to die.

But Guo Jian and Jiang Yan naturally did not notice this. They believed that as a top scholar in the study of the supernatural, and with the blessing of auxiliary medicine, Professor Huang’s success rate in controlling must be very high.

"Let's start." Huang Yuan said simply, and then he put his hand into the ghost tank.

Soon, his hand touched the strange bloody face. The touch was very strange, cold and sticky, like a slippery jelly.

When Huang Yuan's fingers gently touched it, the face suddenly became like a living thing, quickly turned into a pool of scarlet blood, spreading along his arm like a snake, wrapping his entire right arm in it.

At that moment, Huang Yuan immediately felt a piercing pain, it was an indescribable pain, as if thousands of fine needles pierced his bone marrow at the same time, making him unable to help but let out a low groan.

However, his willpower was extremely firm, he gritted his teeth, and relied on his tenacious willpower to survive this wave of severe pain. But at this moment, the tingling sensation suddenly disappeared, replaced by a kind of numbness and weakness.

Huang Yuan secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and hurriedly lowered his head to check his right hand. The right hand that was originally normal had turned into a translucent blood red color, which looked extremely strange, like a glass product soaked in blood.

What's worse is that he can no longer feel the existence of his right hand, as if the entire right hand has disappeared from his body.

And this change is spreading rapidly. In less than ten seconds, his entire right hand has turned into this translucent blood red color.

"What's going on? How could this happen?" Guo Jian was a little surprised when he saw this. It was the first time he saw this kind of control process.

This is no longer considered control, it's more like the ghost tank unilaterally replacing Huang Yuan's body...