Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

When Jiang Yan reached out and touched the umbrella handle, the red umbrella suddenly burst into a scarlet light.

In a flash, he immediately used the ghost's teleportation to send the red umbrella to a hundred meters in the air.

Just after he finished all this, there was a deafening explosion in the sky, and the red umbrella exploded, forming a huge scarlet ball of light.

The buildings in the industrial zone trembled in the rapid shock wave, and the dazzling red light engulfed everything in front of them.

When the red light dissipated, a huge spherical gap appeared in the sky, and the supernatural rain inside was temporarily wiped out.

The heavy rain also became messy. In the aftermath of the explosion, the rain curtain slapped on Jiang Yan's solemn face.

He was almost ambushed just now.

This made him a little angry, and his face became more hideous. The third-level ghost cave suddenly spread and broke through the attacking rain curtain.

"It seems that the red umbrella is not something that anyone can use, just like the black blood sword." He understood it immediately, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He was a little eager for quick success just now, fortunately he reacted in time, otherwise he would have been affected by the explosion of the red umbrella.

Even if there was ghost smoke, he couldn't guarantee that he could survive the explosion.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, and his expression became even colder.

If he had a chance in the future, he would definitely avenge this. And even if there was no such vengeance, he would not allow the organization behind Qiu Hao to continue to be presumptuous.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Qiu Hao on the ground. There was no doubt that Qiu Hao was dead.

After all, Qiu Hao's body was just a human body. Now that his chest was pierced by the black blood sword, the spirit in his body was silent again, and his physiological functions could no longer be restored.

After the black blood sword was pulled out, the evil spirit in his body would revive.

However, Jiang Yan had to admit that although Qiu Hao was a little mentally abnormal, his strength was indeed strong.

With such powerful powers as the Mud Ghost Cave and the Ghost Mask, as well as a red umbrella that can isolate the spirits, the comprehensive configuration is basically equal to him, or even stronger than him.

"I can kill him, the most important thing is this black blood sword." Jiang Yan was not arrogant, and analyzed objectively.

If the umbrella in Qiu Hao's hand was a black umbrella instead of a red umbrella, then his black blood sword would lose its place, or Qiu Hao would use the power of the ghost mask to take away the black blood sword from the beginning...

As long as Jiang Yan lost the black blood sword, the result of the battle would be very different.

But Qiu Hao chose to escape as soon as he saw Jiang Yan take out the black blood sword, and lost a great opportunity.

The reason may be that Qiu Hao was too afraid of the black blood sword.

"Is this black blood sword really that scary?" Jiang Yan suspected that the black blood sword might have other more powerful uses, so Qiu Hao fled after seeing it.

"If I had a way to control consciousness, I could get more information from him." He felt a little regretful and worried at the same time.

With the ghost smoke, he is basically immune to physical damage to his body, but he still lacks means to protect his consciousness.

This worry is getting deeper and deeper, because he killed Qiu Hao and has provoked that mysterious organization, and he will encounter more and more dangers in the future.

Although he doesn't know the specific information of the organization, Jiang Yan understands that the organization is very powerful, much stronger than the headquarters and O'Douman, and it is suspected to be related to the older generation of ghost masters.

This can be seen from the supernatural items. The supernatural items currently mass-produced by the headquarters are all at the level of ghost candles and ghost cigarettes, while the organization can master supernatural items at the level of blood coffins, oil-paper umbrellas, and black blood swords. The gap is too big.

Qiu Hao's level is also considered to be in the middle among the captain candidates, but now he died so easily, as if he was just a cannon fodder for that organization.

After all, since Qiu Hao was about to kill himself, his spy identity as the captain candidate at the headquarters was useless. The fact that he was abandoned so neatly shows that Qiu Hao's status in the organization is not high.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan glanced at Qiu Hao, and suddenly, he found that the indicator light of Qiu Hao's Bluetooth headset was still flashing.

Just now, Qiu Hao should have contacted the people of that organization through this Bluetooth headset.

"Is the call still going on?"

Jiang Yan suddenly had the urge to communicate with the people of that organization, but he quickly suppressed this urge.

The person on the other end of the phone probably knew the whole process of his fight with Qiu Hao.

Picking up the Bluetooth headset now to answer the call would be courting death. After all, as long as the other party released a sound curse against consciousness, he would die on the spot.

Without hesitation, he controlled the ghost smoke to cover and crushed the Bluetooth headset in one go.

After confirming that Qiu Hao had no other useful items on him, he put Qiu Hao's body in the blood coffin, and then imprisoned the ghost mother again.

After doing all this, he drove the ghost bus back to the villa,Then put the blood coffin and the gold bag containing the ghost mother into the basement.

Some small basements were placed with a blood coffin, two gold bags, a gold box, and a small mountain of drinking water and dry food. These were supplies prepared to deal with supernatural events.

After taking a bucket of instant noodles, Jiang Yan returned to the living room and sat down, placing the satellite phone on a clean and tidy coffee table.

If he guessed correctly, Huang Yuan would soon find the problem and call him.

Sure enough, as soon as the instant noodles were soaked, the satellite phone made a rapid "beep" sound.

After the call was connected, Huang Yuan's somewhat cold voice came from the opposite side:

"Qiu Hao's satellite phone has been unreachable, and the positioning shows that it has stayed at the transaction location for a long time. What did you do to him?"

"Humph, you have to ask him what he did to me?" Jiang Yan asked back.

Hearing this, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then Huang Yuan's voice was a little suspicious:

"You mean Qiu Hao has a problem? Impossible, he has been a captain candidate for 2 years, and has handled 4 A-level supernatural events, and he has not shown any abnormality during this period."

"No abnormality is the biggest abnormality. Let me tell you this, Qiu Hao has been killed by me. After he got the ghost mother, he let her go, and then wanted to kill me. I recorded all of this with a micro camera." Jiang Yan confronted him directly.

Huang Yuan was not too surprised when he heard this, but his tone was much colder:

"No matter what, you killed a captain candidate, which caused a very bad impact. I can understand you, but it does not mean that the ghost fighters at the headquarters can understand you. Think about how to explain it at the ghost fighter meeting in four days. Remember to bring the blood coffin by then, and the four ghost candles should be in your hands..."

"That won't do," Jiang Yan suddenly interrupted, "The blood coffin now contains Qiu Hao's body. Once it is opened, two evil ghosts will revive. I can't give these two evil ghosts to you for nothing."

In the headquarters office, Huang Yuan frowned when he heard this, thinking that this guy actually wanted to sell his teammates, and they were former captain candidates. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, I'll buy the two evil ghosts too. The specific conditions will be discussed at the ghost fighter meeting in four days."

As soon as he finished speaking, the satellite phone was hung up.

"The Ghost Control Meeting... The Hongmen Banquet, right?" Jiang Yan looked at the steaming instant noodles in front of him, his expression suddenly becoming serious...