Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 324
The car door was slowly closed, and the flames were gradually thrown behind, and the sea of ​​flames, which stretched for an unknown number of miles, slowly disappeared.

Yang Jian watched that scene without saying a word, the darkness ahead was still indifferent and treacherous.

The inside of the bus is very quiet, and the number 5 on the red signboard is very intrusive.

Yang Jian leaned on the driver's seat, looking at the darkness ahead, wondering what he was thinking.

It took him seven days to deliver the letter this time, and it was for an old man's funeral. It was very dangerous, and the old man was terrifying.

When offering condolences, hundreds of ghosts enter the mourning hall, and even more ghosts accompany them during funerals.

It was fierce, but Yang Jian didn't care. Although Li Gui was terrifying, he still couldn't kill him.

Zhou Deng, the Interpol on the bus, also attended the funeral with him.

Zhou Deng is not honest, he likes to follow things. During this trip to the old house, this guy messed with the lantern on the door once.

As a result, Li Gui appeared in the old house in advance. If Yang Jian hadn't used his own lantern to hold it up for a while, I don't know what would have happened.

But fortunately, this letter delivery ended successfully, without any major twists and turns.

Yang Jian turned his head to look at the woman in the cheongsam with thoughtful eyes.

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Under the dark sky, figures surged, and pieces of blood-stained yellow cloth were thrown into the soil.

Zhang Xianguang looked at the vast expanse of ghost slaves, sighed, and turned to look at a middle-aged man holding a notebook.

"Master Li, do you really have to kill all the ghost slaves to control Zhang Jiao's ghost?" Zhang Xianguang casually twisted the neck of a ghost slave.

The ghost slave immediately began to rot, and then turned into a bone.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense, if you tell you to kill you, you can kill it. After seeing so many people, I think you are suitable for Zhang Jiao's fierce ghost, and it happens that Zhang Jiao thinks so too."

Li Chunfeng looked at the ghost slaves around him. These were actually fierce ghosts, but the source was slightly pulled by him and then restrained.

The way to control this fierce ghost is very simple, kill all the ghost slaves, snatch the ghosts on the ghost slaves, and then control the source.

"Oh... okay." Zhang Xianguang looked at the hundreds of thousands of ghost slaves with a bitter expression.

"Speak less and do more. I still have to suppress the ghost. Kill yourself quickly. I will give you ten days. If you can't control this ghost within ten days, then I will let this ghost control you. " Li Chunfeng said to Zhang Xianguang expressionlessly.

After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhang Xianguang's expression, turned around and walked towards a Taoist temple behind him.

There are the ghosts that Zhang Jiao suppressed, and the number is unknown. Zhang Jiao's death this time was very sudden and strange.

"Zhang Jiao can actually revive a ghost. Didn't he become a different kind? How did he live so long without becoming a different kind?"

"No, no, Zhang Jiao should have completely turned into a ghost and lost his memory, so he came back to life."

Li Chunfeng looked at the notebook in his hand, his eyes were a little solemn, the news was not very good.

Being a different kind can live for a long time, and it can even be said to be immortal.

But here comes the question, what if it completely becomes a ghost?Is it to become the kind of ghost who only has the law of killing people?
Even if that person is dead, the memory has been assimilated by the ghost.

"We have to discuss it with Yuan Tiangang, and ask Kong Ming what he thinks by the way." Li Chunfeng thought in his heart.

Zhang Xianguang let out a breath, looked at Li Chunfeng's back, felt a little helpless, turned his head to look at the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers, shook his head and was speechless.

"Oh... kill it."

The sky was gloomy, and on the vast plain, a middle-aged man in a middle-aged shirt was walking through a yellow scarf.

These ghost slaves are all still, and the source is restricted by people, so these ghost slaves will no longer attack living people.

On the cracked ground, bones were piled up like a mountain, and the blood-stained yellow cloth was submerged in the mud.

The coldness pervades the plain, and the gloomy atmosphere is just a child's play here.

Treacherous horror is the theme here.

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Dadong City, inside a bus station.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Several high school students were chatting under the stop sign.

"Have you seen those photos? It's about Dahai City." A boy said in a low voice.

"Oh, you said this, I saw it, but isn't it fake? The officials have come out to refute the rumors." A thin and tall boy suddenly realized, but then he said with some doubts.

Recently, some photos about Dahai City have been circulating on the Internet. Without exception, all of the above photos look like dead ruins.

The cities in those photos seem to have been abandoned for decades and hundreds of years.

Many people say that it is Dahai City, but this is obviously impossible. No one knows what Dahai City looks like, and how it came to be what it is now.

It must be a photo rumored by someone, and the official has already come out to refute the rumor.

From this, it can be concluded that those photos are fake, and they are a method used by criminals to disrupt social order.

"Fake? Who told you it's fake?" A boy said with a wry smile on his face a little lonely.

"Isn't it? Didn't the authorities come out to refute the rumors? Why don't you believe the authorities?" At this time, another boy spoke.

Hearing this, the boy fell silent. He looked at the two people who were talking, and tears began to flicker in his eyes.

When they saw this scene, they immediately felt that something was wrong, and they were a little puzzled:
"What's wrong with you? Isn't it just some rumors? Why are you like this? Do you really believe it?" A girl said with some disdain.

Hearing this, the boy became even more silent, bowed his head and said nothing.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people were even more surprised. They wanted to ask something, but at this moment, a girl standing next to the boy suddenly said:
"It's true. Those photos are all true. His sister is studying in Dahai City. A few days ago, his sister called him. I was by the side at the time. I heard clearly that his sister was crying. Let him save her..."

"Stop it!" The boy suddenly grabbed the girl's hand, his eyes full of pain and pleading.

Seeing this scene, the girl didn't say any more, but held the boy's hand tightly without saying a word.

The rest of the people were silent after hearing these words. The boy who started the conversation just now was a little silent. After a while, he said with some guilt:
"Sorry, I didn't know this before."

The boy shook his head and didn't say anything. He just wiped his face and silently looked at the road ahead.

The faces of the rest of the people changed a little, and they didn't really believe this in their hearts.

But what the boy seemed to say was true, not like a joke.

For a moment their hearts were heavy.

Drip
The bus slowly began to enter the station, and as the bus arrived, their heavy hearts were also somewhat diluted.

Lin Qian glanced at those students, and stopped paying attention. He looked at Yang Jian standing at the bus door.

Yang Jian also looked at him, but he didn't speak, but made way for him.

"Are you going to the land of spirits?"

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qian who was sitting in the first row, and asked.

"Well, there are some things to get." Lin Qian said.

"Is that so? There seems to be a problem in Dahai City. Ye Zhen is dead? Or something?" Yang Jian asked.

Lin Qian looked at the students walking into the bus with a calm expression.

"Ye Zhen is not dead, Dahai City is gone."

Yang Jian's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at Lin Qian with some seriousness:
"Falled?"

Lin Qian looked at the bus sign, the number on it was seven, which meant that there were seven ghosts on the bus at the moment.

Yang Jian also noticed this, he looked at the tricky bride leaning against Lin Qian, the sign on the bus jumped as soon as the couple came up.

From five to seven, it is obvious that the bus regards Lin Qianye as a ghost.

"Well, it's fallen. There's a high probability that Ye Zhen died for him. This guy almost died too. I came out in time, and he directly killed me." Lin Qian said.

At this time, the doors of the bus began to close and the vehicles began to drive.

The lights in the bus were also dimmed a little bit. The new passengers didn't notice this strange emotion, and they all chatted on their own.

Only the boy whose sister died felt something was wrong, but he, who was being leaned on by the girl, seemed to think it was normal.

"Is that so? That makes sense. On my way back, I saw a mass grave that was set on fire. I guess it was Ye Zhen who did it."

Hearing Lin Qian's explanation, Yang Jian finally understood that Dahai City fell and the mass graves were set on fire, probably Ye Zhenfa threw the stove into it.

"It's really tragic." Yang Jian said.

Lin Qian didn't speak. He looked at a man sitting across from him, who was an Interpol. He couldn't tell what his expression was at the moment.

Call it shock, but no, call it fear, but it doesn't seem to be there either, it's weird anyway.

"Zhou Deng, Interpol, likes to steal things." Yang Jian rolled his eyes and said.

Hearing this, Lin Qian immediately understood who it was, and turned his gaze away from him, not looking at him again.

"When will you get off?" Lin Qian asked.

"When you get to Dachang, let's go." Yang Jian said.

Yang Jian planned to go to Dachang City, but Lin Qian calculated the route of the bus, and found that the next stop was Daxia City, and then entered the land of spirits again.

"I suggest you get off at the next stop. The next stop is Daxia City. After passing Daxia City, the bus will enter the land of spirits." Lin Qian said.

"Huh? Isn't the next stop Dachang City?" Yang Jian was a little confused, but after thinking about it, he said, "Okay, get off at the next stop. The route of the bus is really unpredictable."

Lin Qian didn't take it seriously, and didn't pay much attention to it. He looked at the tranquil bride next to him, his eyes thoughtful.

The bus fell into silence again, and those chattering voices could be ignored.

The scene outside the window receded silently, and the green trees beside the road witnessed the passing of cars.

Zhou Deng breathed a sigh of relief. Is this Captain Lin Qianlin? The pressure is even more terrifying than that of Team Yang.

Zhou Deng secretly glanced at the tricky bride who was leaning on Lin Qian, and swallowed. This is the tricky bride who turned the island country into an "island country". It's really terrifying.

Zhou Deng looked at the sign on the bus, "7", seven ghosts, it was still "5" before Lin Qian got on the bus.

Hey, how horrible this must be to make the bus think Captain Lin is a ghost.

Si~ So scary, so scary.

Zhou Deng swallowed, turned his head and looked out the window, he regretted it now, he should have gotten out of the car just now.

The bus was running fairly smoothly, with only a slight wobble.

This kind of shaking, which can make people sleepy, is a good kind of cradle.

The rapidly reversing picture outside the window makes people involuntarily follow them back.

On the current bus, there are a total of seven ghosts, seven or eight passengers, the six students, Yang Jian and Zhou Deng.

Lin Qian was counted on the side of the ghost.

In the dimly lit carriage, Lin Qian saw the four ghosts, all of whom had similar costumes.

He was wearing a black tunic suit, with his head down, leaning on the seat, unable to see his expression clearly.

Four of the six students had already put on their headphones, took out their mobile phones and played games there.

The boy and girl didn't get involved before, as if they were isolated because of the previous events.

The boy looked at the numbers on the bus sign and counted the number of people in the bus, but they couldn't match the number at all.

This made him very confused. He said something to his girlfriend, but the girlfriend just thought that the sign was broken.

But the boy didn't think so. He looked at the passengers in the carriage, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. There were four people in Chinese tunic suits, a bride in a wedding dress, and a young man in a red windbreaker.

There are also two people in uniforms of unknown units, which is obviously wrong.

Normally, he would have thought that they were playing a role together, but after receiving the call from his sister, he didn't think so.

Role play (role-playing) doesn't happen here. This is Dadong City. It's so cold and they wear so little. Aren't they cold?
Is it possible that Role play (role-playing) can not be afraid of the cold?

This is obviously impossible, and why did the four people in Chinese tunic suits keep their heads down all the time, obviously they didn't see them playing with their mobile phones.

This is very wrong.

The boy had a bad premonition in his heart. He scanned the dimly lit compartment, observing carefully with his eyes.

But suddenly his pupils shrank slightly, he swallowed, and quickly turned his head to the window.

His body trembled a little, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

When he was observing those people in Chinese tunic suits just now, one of them suddenly looked up at him.

It was that look that made him see a terrifying picture, it was an extremely old face, it was an old man.

The dark spots on the old man's face were so dense that they almost covered the entire face. The old man's expression was numb, his eyes were empty and dead, and his pupils were dilated.

That appearance was clearly that of a dead person, and he recognized those black spots, they were corpse spots, he had seen them on the Internet before, and he was extremely impressed.

Because he didn't sleep well for three days because of looking at the corpses covered with plaques.

"Mengmeng, get off with me when the bus arrives." The boy held the girl's hand and said in a low voice as much as possible.

"Don't ask why, trust me!"

Seeing his girlfriend was puzzled and wanted to ask, he hurriedly said.

Hearing this, although the girl was still puzzled, she didn't ask any more questions.

Only then did the boy feel relieved. He looked up at the front, expecting the bus to arrive as soon as possible, even if it stopped halfway.

"Lin Qian, you see there are still smart people." Yang Jian rolled his eyes at the boy and said.

"It's normal. If you have a slightly normal mind, you can find something is wrong. Today's students are stupid in school, and they play with their mobile phones as soon as they get in the car. They don't care about the surrounding environment." Lin Qian said casually.

He leaned on the bride's shoulder, his eyes half-opened, and he didn't care about the students at all.

The bride held Lin Qian's hand, and quietly let Lin Qian lean on her.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian shook his head, he was too lazy to say anything, this guy really planned to be Ning Caichen.

Time passed slowly, Lin Qian was holding the bride's hand, and he was gently rubbing the bloody ring.

The bride's hands are soft and slippery, no different from girls' hands except that they are a little cold.

Lin Qian stroked the red nails on the bride's fingers. They were beautiful, smooth and delicate, and they even reflected light when they were illuminated.

Zhou Deng watched Lin Qian's move, looked up at the roof of the car silently, said nothing, don't hear anything wrong, don't hear anything wrong, don't see anything wrong, he understands this principle.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the scene outside the window was constantly regressing.

After an unknown amount of time, the bus began to slow down, and a bus stop appeared not far away.

Yang Jian looked at the overcrowded bus station with a calm expression.

"I'm going down first." Yang Jian said.

"Ah."

Lin Qian nodded, leaned on the bride's shoulder and yawned.

When the boy saw that the bus was about to stop, he suddenly became excited, and quickly woke up his sleeping girlfriend, and then the novel said to her:

"Let's go, get out of the car."

"Are you there?" the girl said in a daze.

The boy didn't speak. He took the girl's hand, stood up from the seat, and walked to the aisle. When he walked out of the seat, he hesitated.

But after thinking about it, he turned his head and stretched out his hand to pull those students in the back row.

"The car is about to stop, get off."

When the boys and girls who were playing games heard this, they looked up out of the window and shook their heads when they realized that it was not the bus station he was familiar with.

"I haven't arrived at the station yet. Why should I go down? By the way, I remember that you don't get off here either. I think there are still a few stations left at your house."

"Why are you in such a hurry to get out of the car? Is there something wrong?"

Hearing what the classmate said, the boy looked at the people in tunic suits in the back row, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice:

"Get out of the car quickly, listen to me."

"No, I have to sit until the station and then get off. It's too far to walk, and it's a waste of time."

"That's right, didn't you arrive at the station, why are you in a hurry, besides, our game has just started halfway, getting out of the car at this time, it's so uncomfortable to fight."

A girl spoke, fingers flying on the phone.

The boy turned his head and looked in the direction of the car door. It had already been opened, and the two men in special uniforms had already got in.

Seeing that the classmate had no intention of getting out of the car, the boy was not talking, so he hurriedly pulled his girlfriend and got out of the car in a hurry.

Those classmates watched the boy pull his girlfriend out of the car, shook their heads, and muttered:
"Isn't it just walking back with my girlfriend now? As for this? I really don't understand."

The car door was slowly closed, Lin Qian leaned on the bride's shoulder and looked at Yang Jian who was smoking at the bus stop.

The bus started slowly, and the figures of Yang Jian and Zhou Deng were quickly left behind.

Four people got off the bus at this stop, but no one got on.

(End of this chapter)