Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

Outside the purple ghost den, the originally pale mist was now shrouded in darkness, and no one knew what was hidden in the dark mist.

Just as everyone was waiting nervously, the first evil ghost appeared in the west of the defense line.

A strange rattle sound came from the darkness in front of them.

Zhang Ting and Zhou Yuan both looked solemn. This news was obviously not good for them. After all, their side was a sideways battle line, and the power deployment of the ghost controllers was obviously not as good as Qiu Jueshan, who was in the center.

The first evil ghost appeared on their side, indicating that the main force of the ghost tide was likely to be here, which was obviously a very bad signal.

However, with the evil ghost in front of them, they had no time to take care of other things. Zhou Yuan immediately summoned the old woman's shriveled hand and took out a stack of yellow paper at a very fast speed.

The old hand picked up a piece of yellow paper and quickly began to fold it up. After a while, a thumb-sized paper man was folded out.

Seeing the paper man take shape, Zhou Yuan was relieved. He was very clear about the process of folding the paper just now. This paper man represented the evil ghost approaching in the fog.

Only one layer of paper was used to fold this paper man, which means that the evil ghost is not very scary.

After finding out the details of this evil ghost, Zhou Yuan did not hesitate. After all, some evil ghosts may have growth characteristics or become more terrifying under certain conditions. Although it was only the first evil ghost, he could not delay for the sake of caution.

Soon, the old hand picked up an embroidery needle and pierced the paper man that had just been folded.

At the same time, a creepy scream broke out in the fog in front of him, sharp and tender, as if a baby was screaming weirdly.

Everyone was startled by the sound, and some ghost masters even began to cover their heads and felt a sharp pain in their heads.

"No, this evil ghost is launching a consciousness attack!" One of the ghost masters quickly discovered the abnormality.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He had just pierced the paper man with an embroidery needle, so the rattle ghost should have been suppressed.

But the weird scream still didn't stop.

Obviously, this ghost was not as simple as he imagined. It was very likely that the rattle ghost was just a bait, and the weird scream was the real body of the ghost.

But he didn't have the mind to think about it anymore. Even though he was the captain of the headquarters, he lacked the means to resist the attack of consciousness, so the pain he felt at this moment was no different from other ghost fighters.

At this moment, a crisp bell sounded.

The crisp tone of the metal collision was very harsh, and soon completely controlled everyone's eardrums.

After hearing this bell, everyone felt that their headaches were relieved a lot, and the shrill scream became more and more blurred.

Zhou Yuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Ting shaking a rusty copper bell with a cold look:

"Don't take it lightly. If you can't even deal with the first evil ghost, then you're really off to a bad start."

After hearing her words, everyone's expressions became more serious, including Zhou Yuan. He was a little careless just now.

However, he also felt that this ghost tide was far more difficult than he had imagined.

The most obvious point is that the ghost controller is conscious, so it will be attacked by consciousness, while the evil ghost will not. So from the beginning, the ghost controller has a clear disadvantage.

The crisp sound of the copper bell continued, but shaking the bell obviously had to pay a certain price. At this time, Zhang Ting's face had turned a little pale, but she didn't stop shaking it for safety.

Until the scream in the fog completely disappeared, she put down the bell in her hand as if relieved.

The first evil ghost was finally repelled.

At this time, she could also free her hands, turned to the crowd and said seriously:

"Those who have the means to resist consciousness attacks, don't hide them. After all, although some ghost masters are very powerful, they are very weak in consciousness. If the evil ghost launches a powerful consciousness attack, we will almost be wiped out!"

Most people didn't feel anything when they heard her words, but some people's faces changed slightly. They were the people who had the means of consciousness attack mentioned by Zhang Ting.

Just now, facing the scream, they didn't want to be the first to use their abilities to fight, and they all hoped that someone stronger than themselves would take action. But this little thought was quickly seen through by Zhang Ting.

"The cost of using this copper bell is a bit high. I may not be able to use it within three minutes. You should understand what I mean." Zhang Ting added in a cold tone.

Those ghost masters certainly understood that it was not the time to be stingy with their abilities next, otherwise people might die.

After Zhang Ting dealt with the first evil ghost,After the ghost, Qiu Jueshan also welcomed the first evil ghost.

Wang Ming held the parchment in his hand and stared at the ink halo nervously. At this time, a small black dot was slowly approaching in the ink halo.

The color of this black dot was much darker than the one near Zhang Ting, and the horror was naturally higher.

When there was still about a hundred meters away, the dark fog in front of him was suddenly swept away by a strange force.

The fog dispersed, revealing a circular area. This area was abnormally dark and had a black and white tone, like an old photo from decades ago.

In the center of the area, a blood-red wardrobe with patina was quietly placed.

The door on the left side of the wardrobe was ajar. Looking through the crack of the door, it was pitch black inside, and if you looked at it for a long time, you would have the illusion of being sucked in.

The wardrobe looked very quiet, but they could all feel that the wardrobe in their field of vision was gradually getting bigger, and it was obviously approaching.

At the same time, the purple ghost den in front of them was also eroded, and an area was quietly sunken.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this. The ghost in this wardrobe was superior to Qiu Jueshan's ghost, although Qiu Jueshan reduced the strength of the ghost in order to cover a larger area.

According to Jiang Yan's ghost classification, the ghost in the wardrobe has exceeded the third-level ghost, which is almost unsolvable for most ghost fighters.

But it is facing Qiu Jueshan, the captain of the headquarters.

As the wardrobe approached, the half-closed door on the wardrobe slowly opened, and a stale and decayed breath poured out from the darkness in the door.

The existence dormant in the wardrobe seemed to be coming out.

Qiu Jueshan frowned slightly when he saw this. He could still deal with this wardrobe now, but it was hard to say what would happen after the thing inside came out.

Without hesitation, he immediately took out a bloody dagger from the pocket of his bathrobe...