Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Seeing Jiang Yan's solemn expression, Ren Jing also felt that something was wrong. Now the dream has lost its balance, and I am afraid that the ghost bride's wedding room will not be safe in the future.

At this moment, Jiang Yan turned to look at Ren Jing and asked in a serious tone:

"Have you had any predictive dreams recently?"

Ren Jing hesitated for a while after hearing this, and then shook her head a little disappointedly:

"From the recent dreams, I didn't find any information with predictive colors. And most of the recent dreams are some eerie and weird dreams, with many repeated scenes."

Hearing her answer, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but this was also within his expectations.

Now that the dream has changed so much, and the real world has been invaded by fog, it is not surprising that Ren Jing's predictive ability has been affected.

After all, if the illusory dream is to become a predictive dream related to reality, it needs to rely on association, but now the whole world is invaded by fog, no matter how to associate it, it will eventually be related to the black coffin ghost.

Dreams related to the black coffin ghost are likely to have a serious impact on the supernatural.

Unfortunately, he originally wanted to rely on Ren Jing's precognitive dreams to find some information on controlling the ghosts, but now it seems that this path is not feasible.

"In the end, we still have to rely on those ghost-catching teams..." Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

If the ghost-catching team encounters a weaker ghost, even if they catch it, it will be of no use to him. But if they encounter a powerful ghost, especially one that is so powerful that it can block satellite phones, it will be tantamount to sinking into the sea, and the ghost controller will be sacrificed in vain.

"No matter what, we must find a suitable ghost as soon as possible." Jiang Yan's heart became more and more urgent, because he didn't have much time left.

Not only is the ghost tide approaching, but now he has learned that the dream has changed so much.

The power of the ghost bride was also weakened. When the ghost bride weakened to a certain extent, his fragile consciousness could not be protected, and it would be very difficult to control the new spirit...

Thousands of miles away, Dahui City was like an isolated island, standing quietly on the earth.

At this time, a Black Hawk helicopter was gradually approaching the city and slowly drove into the strange purple ghost den.

The helicopter was carrying several serious ghost riders, but they were all silent. The whole cabin was so quiet that only the "whoosh" sound of the rotor rotating rapidly above the head could be heard. This sound kept echoing in everyone's ears, making the atmosphere more solemn and depressing.

Wu Ge stood upright behind the driver's seat, his scarlet eyes flashing with strange light, and he looked at the city below carefully with great interest.

Unlike others, there was no fear or tension on his face, but instead revealed an indescribable excitement and expectation.

The rest of the ghost fighters kept their lips tightly shut, not daring to speak easily. They glanced at Wu Ge from time to time with fearful eyes, as if they had deep hostility towards him.

Although everyone was in the same room at the moment, they seemed to be separated by an invisible wall, making people feel particularly alienated.

Looking down from the helicopter, you can see that the Dahui City under your feet still maintains the tranquility and peace of the past.

The streets are busy with cars and pedestrians; the shops are full of customers and business is booming; the schools are full of books and children are happily learning and playing...

Everything here looks so orderly and peaceful. People work and live step by step as usual, and are completely unaware of the huge changes in the outside world.

What's more surprising is that even the strange purple sky above did not arouse anyone's vigilance or surprise.

"Your boss has a really strange habit." Wu Ge couldn't help but sneer.

Then, he looked up at the sky, his sight extending straight to an office building hundreds of kilometers away.

In a room in the office building, Qiu Jueshan, wearing a nightgown, stood by the bed, also looking into the distance.

The two people's sights seemed to meet in the air.

Qiu Jueshan, who was always lazy, also had a gloomy face at this moment, as if he had encountered something that surprised him.

"It shouldn't be..." He murmured in a low voice.

In his ghost den, he could read everyone's memory, so he noticed it when the helicopter just came in.

But he couldn't read Wu Ge's memory, which was rare. The last person who failed to read was Chu Feng from the Black Blood Alliance.

Thinking of this, he immediately became alert and began to guess Wu Ge's identity in his heart.

"Could it be that he is also from the Black Blood Alliance... Interesting." QiuJueshan took a sip of AD calcium milk and smiled coldly.

It seems that Zhang Ting's previous words of waiting for the rabbit have come true, and the second rabbit has finally entered his den.

Although he is not 100% sure, Qiu Jueshan believes that this Wu Ge is most likely coming for Chu Feng in the underground safe house...