Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 97: The Fierce Ghost Cries (please order first!)
The town's ominousness filled everyone's eyes. Even those newcomers who had not experienced many supernatural events knew the horror contained in it.
The location where the vehicle parked was very conspicuous, and not far away, a two-story villa-style building appeared.
This is an inn. In modern terms, it is a homestay, or a hotel.
It's just that this inn always looks flimsy, as if it will collapse when the wind blows.
At this time, the front and rear doors of the bus also opened one after another.
At this stop, there are also ghosts who want to get on the train.
Lin Xian looked away and looked at Zhou Deng: "Have you considered it?"
Zhou Deng didn't speak. He was observing the outside environment and confirming what Lin Xian said.
However, at this moment, many people walked out of a private house not far away, seemingly all hoping to catch this supernatural bus.
These people in the town are undoubtedly ghosts, and their number is definitely more than twenty. If they get on the bus, it will definitely be full.
Lin Xian didn't say much. If Zhou Deng didn't believe him, there was nothing he could do.
After turning his head and saying something to the messengers, he got out of the car, and then walked to the rear door first.
The ghosts outside were pouring in, and he couldn't wait for all the ghosts to get on the bus. Once it was full, things would become serious, so he chose to leave this place first before those ghosts came close.
Including Lin Xian, the other seven messengers did not speak, but they left their seats in a unified manner and went to the outside world.
"Do you want to follow?" Zhou Deng's expression moved slightly, and he also saw the people coming out of the brick-roofed house outside.
His body hasn't moved yet, and he wants to wait.
After a group of messengers got off the bus, they quickly left the place. It was definitely the most dangerous to stay near the bus at this time.
Soon the town's first passenger stepped aboard.
This person is wearing a white coat, but the clothes are dirty. The most important thing is that this person has no mouth. There is an almost flat piece of flesh above his mouth, which looks extremely horrifying.
With just one face-to-face meeting, Zhou Deng was able to determine exactly what was on the bus, not to mention that there were two other things like NO.30 that were not on the bus.
"leave here."
Finally, he no longer hesitated. The risk in the car was too great. He had already seen the ghost. It was just short of being fully loaded as Lin Xian said. However, the risk after being fully loaded was unbearable.
In this case, the wisest decision is to leave.
at the same time.
Lin Xian's group of people had already moved towards the strange inn.
On the dark path, the distance seemed to be stretched. The destination was very close, but they walked for a long time.
But this is not a ghost realm, because the distance is indeed getting closer, but the speed of getting closer is a bit too slow.
The light of the mobile phone flashlight shone in front of them, and the eight people in the darkness seemed to be travelers holding candles at night, exploring an uninhabited town that had been abandoned for many years.
The outlines of the buildings on both sides of the path are obvious. They are all houses, and the gates are generally made of wood or iron.
The crowd quickly passed a crossroad. On the edge of the crossroad, several tile-roofed houses stood there strangely, which made people feel very uncoordinated.
There was a colorful couplet hanging on the brick-roofed house. When everyone passed by, the door of this room opened strangely.
"Ok?"
Lin Xian shone the light up, the dark doorway and the lobby inside were dim, but in the blur, one could clearly see the outline of a human being standing on a table of eight immortals at the moment.
The man is dead.
A hemp rope was wrapped around his neck, his head was drooping, and there were many places of decay on his body.
"A dead body?"
Lin Xian withdrew the flashlight. He had no intention of stepping forward to find out. As long as he was not an idiot, a normal person would not want to set foot in this place.
This road is not too long, so everyone walked over quickly.
However, at this moment, behind them, a familiar figure was quickly moving towards them.
After Lin Xian noticed the man, he stopped moving forward.
That person was Zhou Deng, but at this time he also got off the car.
This situation is inevitable, because there are too many ghosts on that car, but they did not tell the group of ordinary people about their departure, so the results of those people can be imagined.
Zhou Deng's speed was so fast that he didn't choose to stay on that bus.
"It seems that you already have your own ideas." After Zhou Deng came over, Lin Xian said something expressionless.
After getting off the bus, Zhou Deng was obviously still in shock, because he left a little late, and after getting off the bus, he was still stared at by several ghosts.
The ghosts in this kind of place are extremely dangerous existences, and it takes a lot of time to fight even one, let alone the No. 30 ghosts that came over all at once.
Fortunately, Zhou Deng avoided this attack in some way, so he was able to get rid of the ghosts lingering near the bus.
"You're right, that bus is too dangerous."
Zhou Deng took a breath. At this moment, he believed Lin Xian's words.
"Let's go together."
Lin Xian nodded, but did not stay in this place any longer.
After walking for a while, the inn was less than 100 meters away from his group of people.
"What do you see that is?"
Suddenly.
A courier shined his mobile phone light on the road ahead.
Everyone turned their heads after hearing the sound.
In the hazy darkness, I saw a group of figures stumbling around, walking stiffly forward on tiptoes. Among this group of people, there were constant sounds of suona and wailing.
It seemed like a mourning team.
The crying continued, but the sounds were vague and it was impossible to identify what the words in the crying were saying.
A group of people stood on the roadside and looked at the mourning team with vigilance.
undoubtedly.
This mourning team is full of ghosts, and the ghosts are mourning for something.
The sound of gongs and silver bells gradually amplified in their ears, but fortunately, these sounds did not affect people's emotions like the cries of the Graveweeper Ghost, making them cry to death alive.
On the contrary, these sounds are the most normal sounds. At best, they can only be regarded as phenomena derived from supernatural beings.
The mourning team was still at the front, and the direction of action seemed to be towards Lin Xian.
"This thing is coming towards us."
Zhou Yue was startled and almost wanted to run away, but seeing that no one else was leaving, he no longer had the confidence to leave.
"Do you want to leave?"
Lin Xian hesitated because there was an inn in front of them.
There were more and more mourning figures, and in such a dim night, they were like ghosts walking at night, occupying the entire street.
(End of this chapter)