Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Jiang Yan is not the only one who knows how to place an undercover agent. The three camps don't seem to be connected to each other, but they are all secretly collecting information about other camps.

In Dayin City, in an old Western-style manor.

In the magnificently decorated living room, Xu Feng was shaking a red wine glass while watching an Oscar-winning film on the large color TV.

Zhang Lun, the butler standing by, seemed to have just heard some news, and his face showed a look of shock:

"I didn't expect Jiang Yan to actually launch a national ghost control campaign and set up a ghost-catching team. It's understandable that the whole nation controls ghosts, after all, at special times, the ghost control staff is indeed short of manpower. But how is it possible to take the initiative to go deep into the fog to catch ghosts! Are they really crazy? Don't they know how terrifying it is outside the fog now?"

Unlike Zhang Lun, who is always calm, Xu Feng seems to be very interested in this matter. He took a sip of the red wine in the glass and praised generously:

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's a really good idea, why can't I think of it!"

"Ah?" Seeing his boss say this, Zhang Lun was directly scared.

Ignoring Zhang Lun's surprise, Xu Feng stood up, looking high-spirited and looking into the distance with a determined look:

"We also want to catch ghosts, and we have to catch more than Jiang Yan!"

Zhang Lun was almost frightened to death after hearing this. He supported his forehead and calmed down temporarily. Although it sounded outrageous, since it was the decision of his own boss, he couldn't refute it.

He just hoped that Xu Feng would give up as soon as possible.

At the same time, in Dahui City, thousands of miles away from here, Qiu Jueshan was lying leisurely on a comfortable beach chair in a luxurious villa built on a cliff.

Beside him was a cup of cool iced tea with a hint of cool air. He took a sip and felt the coolness sliding down his throat.

At this time, his eyes were focused on the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, and his originally calm eyes gradually became sharp. Seeing the message displayed on the screen, he couldn't help but sneer:

"Catching ghosts? Humph, how stupid... It's totally thankless to spend such a huge price to increase the number of those inferior ghost fighters."

Unlike Xu Feng, Qiu Jueshan was full of disdain for Jiang Yan's policy of fighting ghosts for all the people.

In his eyes, maintaining the superficial stability of a city is the top priority, even if this stability is just a false appearance.

If human beings can't escape the fate of death after all, then are people willing to greet death with endless fear after knowing the cruel truth; or are they more inclined to quietly die without any signs in a beautiful and illusory dream?

Obviously, Qiu Jueshan chose the latter without hesitation.

Because in his heart, instead of letting the people live in fear, it is better to give them a glimmer of false hope and let them spend their last time in peace and comfort.

In an office on the top floor of Minghui Building in Dachuan City, Jiang Yan naturally didn't know what Xu Feng and Qiu Jueshan were thinking.

At this moment, he was struggling with a very important issue, that is, how to further improve his strength before the ghost tide arrives.

There are still nine evil ghosts suppressed in the current ghost bus. If all these nine evil ghosts are released, he can control more powerful spirits.

Just like controlling the dark red withered hands in the skinning ghost incident, and controlling the red eyes not long ago.

But the question now is, where should I look for new spirits?

In fact, one of the purposes of setting up a ghost-catching team is to help him search for new spirits. After all, now he needs to maintain the third gear of ghosts and cannot enter the fog to explore.

"Even if Chen Xiao obtains Zhu Yan's power, it is still far from enough to deal with the black coffin evil ghost."

Jiang Yan's heart is very clear about this fact. After all, when he was in Dajing City, Zhu Yan and Zhang Bo could not defeat the black coffin evil ghost together, let alone him and Chen Xiao?

Therefore, the top priority is to find new spirits.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of someone familiar, that is Ren Jing.

Whether it was the control of the Red Eye or the entry into the Ghost Market not long ago to obtain the second clone, it was all information provided by Ren Jing.

"I sent her an invitation letter before, but she hasn't replied yet... Isn't that guy also in Dajing City?"

Jiang Yan frowned slightly, feeling a little bad, he quickly picked up the satellite phone and dialed Ren Jing's number.

Although the fog was severely isolated from the spirits and ordinary communication methods failed, the satellite phone could still be dialed out.

However, the expected bad situation did not happen. The satellite phone was quickly connected, and Ren Jing's familiar cold voice soon came from the other side:

"It's Jiang Yan?”

Jiang Yan did not intend to greet her, so he asked directly:

“Did you receive my invitation letter?”

“I received it, but I was still sleeping at that time, and I woke up not long ago to see it.” Ren Jing replied.

Hearing this, Jiang Yan’s doubts immediately dissipated a lot. He knew that Ren Jing was wandering in dreams most of the time, so it was normal for her to miss the message.

“Where are you now?”

“Now... I’m in the safe house in Dajing City now.”

“Dajing City, right…” Jiang Yan’s thoughts moved, and he immediately recalled the location of Dajing City. That place is very close to Liu Ming’s Daxiang City, and it is only a few hundred kilometers away from Dachuan City.

“Okay, I’ll let Sister Xue pick you up later, and we’ll talk about it later. "

Jiang Yan did not ask Ren Jing if she was willing to come to Dachuan City, because he knew it was inevitable. After all, even in the safe house, Ren Jing was not safe, and her consciousness was still wandering in the dream.

For her, the only truly safe place was the ghost bride's wedding room.

"Come to the ghost bride's wedding room first, I have something to ask you." Jiang Yan added, he was going to ask Ren Jing if there were any important clues such as precognitive dreams recently.

While Jiang Yan was worried about the new supernatural, Dahui City, thousands of miles away, had already begun to prepare for the ghost tide.

Outside the purple ghost cave in Dahui City, about dozens of kilometers away, a Black Hawk helicopter was suspended in the air.

The helicopter carried several ghost masters, including those who could use the ghost cave.

Compared to the ground, the sky is a relatively safe place, After all, ghosts that can float in the air or ghosts whose killing rules can cover high altitudes are very rare at present.

Of course, when the ghost tide comes, this situation may not be certain.

In the back seat of the helicopter, Zhang Ting is wearing black silk long legs, holding a satellite phone in her slender hands, and two small green dots are displayed on the green radar screen.

One of the green dots represents the location of this satellite phone, and the other green dot represents another one.

"Is this the place..."

Zhang Ting opened her red lips lightly and exhaled a cloud of smoke. She used her slender hands to She held the cigarette between her orchid fingers and shook the ash aside skillfully and gracefully.

Her sharp eyes were like two cold electric currents, shooting straight at the mysterious mist below, as if to see through the mist to find out the secrets hidden in it.

She stared at the two green dots on the satellite phone screen in her hand. When they finally overlapped, Zhang Ting's mouth corners slightly raised, but there was no smile at all, but a chilling chill.

Then, she said in an extremely cold tone:

"Land. "

The pilot shuddered after hearing the command. A layer of fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, and his expression seemed extremely nervous.

Obviously, he was full of awe and fear for this seemingly weak woman. He did not dare to slack off or hesitate. He held the joystick firmly with both hands and carefully controlled the helicopter to slowly descend.

As the helicopter rotors rotated rapidly, bursts of sharp cold currents whistled past like a strong wind.

However, the thick fog around seemed to have life. It had no reaction to this strong airflow and still stubbornly lingered in place, without any sign of being dispelled.

Gradually, until The helicopter descended to a low enough altitude that the people on board could finally see the situation on the ground clearly.

What appeared before their eyes was a shocking scene——

The place that should have been prosperous and lively has now become a blood-stained ruin. On the top of the ruins, a man wearing black-framed glasses squatted quietly.

His figure seemed so abrupt and so strange in this desolate and bloody place.

At this moment, he was smiling and raising his hand, gently waving to the people on the helicopter, and that smile was filled with an indescribable evil.

If Jiang Yan was here, he would recognize at a glance that this man with black-framed glasses was the missing Wu Ge...