Fang Shiming's mysterious recovery

Chapter 97 Regression (Please collect and recommend tickets)

wrong.

His eyes turned to the driver's seat.

The driver was sitting in the driver's seat, his stiff hands with corpse spots firmly grasping the steering wheel. He opened his dead gray eyes silently and stared at the road ahead, as if he was about to drive.

Could it be that the ghost on the bus is the driver's body?

No, it's impossible.

There was nothing unusual about the corpse. He watched it very carefully from the back seat. The driver remained motionless for a long time, and there were many people coming and going, so he would definitely not be mistaken.

Or is there nothing wrong with the corpse, but the bus itself is a ghost?

Whether Fang Shiming is a ghost is actually easy to judge, as long as he gets out of the car, the number changes on the electronic display can prove it.

Can't figure it out.

Because there are too many weird things encountered today, everything is a huge mystery, and it is already very difficult just to find a way to survive, and there is still time to think about the various reasons behind it.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is no accident, the most urgent thing now is to wait for the bus to drive away from this ghost place."

The time is still around three o'clock in the morning, and the bus still has a chance to stop.

There may still be ghosts in the front who will continue to get on the bus.

At that time, I didn't know what kind of ghost I was going to face.

Just thinking of this, Yang Jian felt a lot of pressure, because he didn't know what kind of crisis would be waiting for him, the only way was to leave here when the bus entered the safe stop.

If you continue to stay in the car, you will die sooner or later.

The supernatural bus drove for half an hour.

As luck would have it, the restarted bus didn't make a fourth stop, which means no new ghosts have gotten on board so far.

However, when the time reached four o'clock in the morning.

The bus passed a very strange place.

A cemetery.

There are densely packed graves on both sides of the road. The graves are raised like small hills. Some of the graves are tombstones, and there is a faint portrait of a person printed on them. The lighting is not good, only a vague outline can be seen.

Some mounds are sunken, as if something inside has left the mound and cannot support the raised mound.

"What the hell kind of place is this?" Yang Jian had this question in his heart.

This mound can't be seen at a glance, and it extends to the dark depths in the distance. Although I don't know how many there are, I can be sure that this is definitely not any place in reality.

Another strange place beyond comprehension.

"Don't stop here, otherwise, how many ghosts will come on this bus."

There are so many cemeteries that make one's scalp tingle, and there is an ominous and weird feeling everywhere, which is much more serious than the single cemetery that I saw when I was crying about the grave ghost before. It is like a large cemetery, a cemetery .

Yang Jian saw that the continuous cemetery along the road suddenly broke off, leaving an open space.

There is a road in the clearing that leads directly to a small hill.

In this bleak, dim world, on a hill surrounded by grave mounds, a small wooden house sits there.

The wooden house is old, as if it has been in disrepair, crumbling, and the construction is very rough, there is a feeling of leaking air from all sides, as if the wooden house will fall apart with a few casual kicks.

It seems that God heard Yang Jian's appeal, the bus didn't have the consciousness to stop here, and the speed didn't slow down at all.

The bus passed by gradually, and did not stop when passing the wooden house, and after passing this special place, there was another continuous mound in front of it, just like before.

Half an hour later, the continuous cemetery finally passed, and Yang Jian felt relieved.

"This mound is so big?" From the beginning to now, at least 45 minutes were spent driving on the mound.

The speed of the bus is roughly fifty to sixty miles, 45 minutes...

Fortunately, there is no danger.

'A city appeared in the distance. 'Yang Jian finally let go of the heart in his throat.

05:30am.

Suddenly the bus braked and stopped in front of a platform.

"Bang~!"

The car door opened suddenly.

Fang Shiming in the bus got off the bus slowly, and said to Yang Jian who also got off the bus: "Don't forget the ghost who owes me?"

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian turned into white light and disappeared in place regardless of Yang Jian's reaction.

Yang Jian took out his satellite positioning mobile phone, thought for a while, and contacted his operator.

"Hello, I'm an operator, what can I do?" Qin Meirou's voice came from the microphone, making Yang Jian very uncomfortable.

Yang Jian ignored her words and said directly: "We are going to create a new file, code name: ghost car, supernatural event level X."

"X-level? All files from C-level to S-level, never an X-level file."

Qin Meiju said: "If you don't know the process, I can explain it to you again."

Yang Jian is very impatient about this, who would waste time talking nonsense with you. "Create a file, don't be ashamed on the phone if you are not high enough, I said, you do it, if you can't do it, replace it."

"Codename: Clay Old Man, Horror Level A; Codename: Mummy Bride, it can be temporarily rated as C Level in terms of horror level, but it is extremely dangerous for ghost masters, and it is suspected to be able to attract ghosts."

"The next thing is the process after I got in the car... The creator of the file: Ghost Eye Detective, Yang Jian."

Regardless of the arguing between Yang Jian and the operator Qin Meirou.

At this time, the office on the top floor of Ping An Building.

Fang Shiming appeared strangely on the sofa in the office. This time he gained a lot, and his points are enough to go to the world of horror again. To be on the safe side, he is going to wait for Mimiko to come back.

Fang Shiming began to make a lot of preparations, the most important thing was to let all the ghosts be brought back, and the time would not exceed one day.

Because it was still early, there were very few people in the building.

At this time the door suddenly rang.

"Who? Come in."

The one who opened the door was none other than Li Yao, his long-lost girlfriend.

"Shiming, isn't that ghost here?"

After speaking, Li Yao stood there quietly without making any movement.

At this moment, Fang Shiming showed a smiling face, "Not here, I don't know where he went."

Li Yao carefully sat next to Fang Shiming, her shoulder-length black hair was tied into a thin ponytail, the breeze blew in from the window, a few untied black hair rubbed against Fang Shiming's face, her eyes were like a clear spring, clear and bright, with With a trace of timidity like a small animal, he looked at Fang Shiming.

"Why are you here so early?" Fang Shiming frowned, it was only six o'clock in the morning.

(End of this chapter)