Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Dahui City, as usual, is still shrouded in a uniform purple light.

However, in sharp contrast to this purple ghost cave is the sky outside it. It has long been plunged into an endless darkness, and no sunlight can penetrate this thick darkness, making people feel depressed and terrified.

The fog outside the ghost cave is even thicker than ever before. They are like a violent blizzard, surging and surging.

Each group of fog seems to have life, pouncing on everything around it with its fangs and claws. Objects that break into this fog seem to be ruthlessly swallowed up in an instant and disappear without a trace.

Even a huge city like Dahui City looks extremely small and fragile when it is in this vast fog. It is like a lonely pebble in a turbulent river, as if it will be swept away and washed away at any time.

More than a few dozen kilometers away from the border of the ghost den, a Black Hawk helicopter was hovering in the sky. Although the fog was less dense the higher it was, visibility was still less than ten meters at an altitude of thousands of meters.

On the helicopter, Hu Xu looked down at the fog rolling like a sea of ​​clouds under his feet with a solemn expression. These fogs were obviously a product of the supernatural, so to see through the fog, supernatural means must be used.

Hu Xu was one of the ghost riders with this ability. The reading glasses he wore had the ability to see through the supernatural, but when using them, he had to pay a corresponding price.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

The longer you use this pair of reading glasses to look at the supernatural, the more weird things will appear in your field of vision, and if you are not careful, you will trigger these weird killing rules.

So every time Hu Xu wears his reading glasses, the time is controlled to be very short.

"How is it? How many evil spirits are there?" Another ghost fighter sitting in a seat asked with a somewhat ugly face. He was also a member of this reconnaissance team, responsible for opening up the ghost den and resisting the fog.

But now he felt that the resurgence of the evil spirits in his body had obviously intensified a lot. It was very easy to fight against the fog before, but it has become particularly difficult recently, obviously because the concentration of the fog has greatly increased.

If this continues, he may not be able to hold on for long, so they must return home quickly.

Hu Xu was also a little tired at this time. It was not that he did not want to answer, but that he had not seen through the fog yet.

The obstruction of the fog was obviously more serious than before. The use time of this pair of reading glasses was about to reach the critical value, but Hu Xu still could not see through the fog.

Gradually, Hu Xu found that his vision began to be stained with mottled blood. In addition, a decayed and dark breath had descended on him.

The reading glasses on his nose suddenly became extremely cold, and the temples on both sides were pressing hard on his temples, giving him an unbearable headache.

He knew that if he didn't take off the reading glasses, he might never be able to take them off.

At this moment, the fog in the field of vision of the reading glasses began to dissipate, and the hazy vision suddenly became clear.

Hu Xu stared at the front with his eyes wide open. On the dark land, three or four corpses of different shapes were slowly approaching them in an extremely strange posture.

The corpse walking in front was wearing a tattered straw raincoat and a hat that had been eroded by wind and rain. Its skin showed a disgusting black and dry color, as if it had experienced countless years of vicissitudes.

From a distance, it looked like an old farmer who hurried out to work on a rainy day.

Just when Hu Xu's eyes touched the old farmer, the reading glasses that had been quietly hanging on his nose suddenly shook without warning.

Hu Xu's heart suddenly tightened, and a chill instantly rose from his spine. He naturally knew the characteristics of this pair of reading glasses. When seeing the terrifying supernatural, this pair of reading glasses will react. The more terrifying the supernatural, the more intense the reaction of the reading glasses.

Resisting the fear in his heart, Hu Xu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He did not dare to be negligent, slowly moving his eyes, and continued to carefully scan the group of approaching evil spirits.

However, when his eyes moved to a certain place, suddenly, he heard a crisp sound of "bang!", and the lens of the reading glasses burst without warning, turning into countless tiny fragments and flying everywhere.

Almost at the same time, the long-lurking decayed and dark breath instantly surged up.

Hu Xu was startled and took off his reading glasses in a hurry. The rotten smell slowly faded away.

Seeing Hu Xu like this, his companion frowned. He and Hu Xu had carried out manyThis was the first time I saw my reading glasses burst during this reconnaissance mission.

"What did you see?" he asked nervously.

Hu Xu panted for a long time before he calmed down. He said in a surprised tone:

"A sedan... a black sedan, but I didn't see who was sitting in it."

"Black sedan?" His companions were puzzled, but he didn't have time to investigate at the moment, because his ghost cave was about to collapse.

"Anyway, go back and report to Captain Qiu."

Hu Xu naturally didn't refute. Now that his reading glasses were broken, it would be a waste of time to stay here.

So they immediately asked the pilot to return.

Relying on the positioning of the satellite phone, the helicopter quickly flew towards Dahui City.

Looking at the rolling fog like a sea of ​​clouds under his feet, Hu Xu suddenly felt uneasy. He was ready to report the news back first, so he took out the satellite phone and called Zhang Ting's number.

The phone beeped, and Hu Xu felt a sense of urgency, hoping that Zhang Ting would answer the phone quickly. Fortunately, the call was quickly connected.

However, at this moment, snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the dark sky.

"What is that, is it snowing?" The pilot was a little surprised, but he was not sure, so he could only ask the ghost riders behind him.

However, when Hu Xu and the people around him saw the so-called "snowflakes", their faces were instantly occupied by fear.

Because what kind of snowflakes are those! They are clearly pieces of white paper money. These paper money fell from the dark sky like ink without any warning, like ghosts.

At the same time, a sad and miserable cry began to echo in everyone's ears, making people creepy and shudder.

The paper money seemed to have life, lightly falling on the helicopter, but it was firmly attached to the surface of the helicopter as if it was coated with strong glue.

In just a blink of an eye, the entire helicopter was completely wrapped in dense paper money, which was airtight and difficult to find even a slight gap.

The crying in everyone's ears also reached the maximum at this time.

"What happened, Hu Xu!" Zhang Ting's voice came from the satellite phone, but compared with the crying, it was very small, and there was no response.

Until a certain moment, a somewhat hoarse laugh came, and then the satellite phone was hung up.

At the same time, in an office in an office building in Dahui City.

Zhang Ting slowly put down the hung up phone and was stunned for a long time. It was obviously broad daylight, but she suddenly felt a severe cold and her scalp began to numb.

Generally, under the influence of strong spirits, satellite phones will lose contact, but they will not usually be hung up.

But this time the call was hung up, which made her feel a little weird.

But now it is certain that Hu Xu and his team have been killed, and the most effective reconnaissance team in Dahui City has disappeared. Not only that, if other reconnaissance teams continue to be sent over, the result will most likely be the same.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ting's face suddenly became solemn, but the ghost tide will come in a few days, and there is no point in reconnaissance now. It is better to save strength to deal with the ghost tide.

It seems that she has been working too hard recently. Even as a ghost tamer, Zhang Ting feels a little sleepy.

"I'm so tired..."

She yawned involuntarily, and then fell on the desk and fell asleep.

After she fell asleep, a cold and low voice suddenly came to her ears:

"Hong."