The Mysterious Recovery: A Doctor's Tour

Chapter 87
It's very simple that Gao Tiancheng didn't use the supernatural power of tampering with ghosts. There must be more than one living person or ghost master on this bus.

Seizing other people's memories is easy to be feared, it is better not to be ostentatious.

Besides, he could see the essence of this middle-aged man's fear of death, and he was not worried that he would lie.

The middle-aged man said, "After this bus arrives for a certain period of time, there will be ghosts getting on the bus at every stop, sometimes one, sometimes two, you don't know the number of passengers on the electronic display. See, the record is not the number of living people, but the number of ghosts in the car."

"I know the number of passengers on the electronic display, is there anything else?" Gao Tiancheng continued to ask.

"You see that the number of passengers has now become one, which means that a ghost got off the bus just now."

The middle-aged man saw that the young man in front of him had no intention of turning back to check, and continued, "The bus has arrived at the stop, and the stop time is 5 minutes. After 5 minutes, the bus will start driving again."

"So that's how it is." Gao Tiancheng said.

He glanced at the middle-aged man, and slowly lowered the gun.

But before the middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief, the killing intent in his eyes was released.

With a "bang", the middle-aged man's head exploded, red blood gradually spread along the seat, and the car was filled with a bloody smell.

He put the pistol on his waist and made it back to his seat.

Several other ghost masters in the carriage had serious expressions on their faces. This young man is not a good person. A ghost master will kill him as soon as he says he wants to.

After a while, it was quite calm, the bus drove steadily, gradually moved away from the urban area, and came to a country road.

The path is getting narrower and muddier, but the bus is still running smoothly.

"That Longevity Village is probably a supernatural place." Gao Tiancheng said.

Zhao Yifei nodded in agreement. Even if he didn't get out of the car to check the last site, it is absolutely impossible to be in Dazheng City. The only explanation is a supernatural place.

"It seems that the post office is determined to put us to death this time." Zhao Yifei said with emotion.

"The two messengers you mentioned before seem to be ready to reap the benefits of fishing." Gao Tiancheng said.

Zhao Yifei snorted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "I overestimated them, do you really think it's so easy to take advantage of them?"

"That's for later. What are the specific conditions for completing the task?" Gao Tiancheng asked.

Zhao Yifei explained, "You can leave after sending the letter to the designated location, which also means murderous intentions. The moment you complete the mission, you must find a way to stay away from the mission point."

"Understood." Gao Tiancheng glanced at the electronic display and found that the number of passengers had changed from one to two.

The bus got off a ghost at the last stop, the number of passengers was one, and the number of passengers now is two, which should be related to that middle-aged man.

The ghost in his body revived, but it was only a revival. With the suppression of the bus, this ghost couldn't jump up.

The bus continued on, this time with significantly longer distances between stops.

The next moment, the originally pitch-black night instantly brightened like day, and the sunlight reflected into the compartment.

The road is still a country road, but everything around has changed. There are golden rice on both sides of the road, and there is a thatched cottage in the distance.

As the bus approached, Gao Tiancheng saw the thatched cottage with the door ajar.

And not far from the thatched cottage, there is a scarecrow standing. The scarecrow is wearing a cloth and has a piece of yellow paper on his face. On the yellow paper is a weird smiling face. It looks very perfunctory, like a naughty kid next door. Random doodles on paper.

Soon, the bus passed the scarecrow.

At this moment, Gao Tiancheng looked back suddenly, and from the corner of his eye just now, he vaguely saw the yellow paper pattern on the scarecrow's head change.

He wanted to check it, but at this time the scarecrow had been left behind the car, so there was no way to check it.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yifei asked beside him.

He paid more attention to the thatched hut, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to the changes of the scarecrow.

At this time, the bus traveling at a constant speed began to decelerate until it braked and stopped at the side of the country road.

On the right side of the road, a winding path leads directly to the thatched cottage.

At this moment, all the ghost masters sitting on the bus were watching the number of passengers on the electronic display board.

If you want to ask when the bus is safest, it is naturally the safest time when there are no ghosts on the bus.

As the front door opened, a burst of heat spread into the bus, but it disappeared quickly.

2 minute, 3 minutes, 4 minutes...

Gao Tiancheng didn't intend to get out of the car, this place is very dangerous, there must be something wrong with the scarecrow with the yellow paper on it, the weather is not right, and there is a thatched cottage not far away.

Just when 5 minutes was about to come, an old man with a hunched figure wearing a white vest suddenly appeared in front of the car door. The old man was wearing a yellow straw hat, a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet, and thick calluses on his hands. , carrying a rusty hoe on his shoulder.

He stepped into the carriage, found the nearest vacant seat, and sat down.

With a "bang", the bus door closed and continued driving. The number on the electronic display changed to three.

There are two situations, either an invisible ghost got on the bus, or the old man also carried a ghost, so the bus judged it as two ghosts,
Gao Tiancheng glanced at the old man sitting in front. At this moment, he could clearly see that the hoe under the old man's feet was not rust, but a trace left by dried blood.

On the bus, he was not worried about the violent ghosts killing people. He looked away and boarded this weird bus. The main purpose was to help Zhao Yifei complete the messenger mission.

After the bus drove for a period of time, the surrounding scene changed. It was still dark all around, and the country road under my feet gradually became wider.

Then there was a long period of silence, the bus was driving steadily, and there was no unexpected situation.

On the other side, an interrogation room.

"We really didn't do anything." A middle-aged man shouted.

"Sneaking around in the middle of the night, it's not a problem, what is it?" The man in charge of the interrogation said in a serious tone.

"We'll just come out for a walk, you don't need to catch us!" another man said.

"You'll find out later." The man in charge of the interrogation got up and left the interrogation room.

"Brother, what should we do?" A man asked.

Another man comforted, "It's okay, they don't have evidence, they can't catch us."

"I'm talking about the courier mission, we've already missed that bus, what should we do?" the man asked.

At this time, the door of the interrogation room was opened, and a handsome and elegant man sat opposite the two.

Is this Qian Yu, who else could it be?

"Tell me, what is Sneaky doing on Science Avenue?" Qian Yu asked.

"What do you mean? I don't understand." The elder brother said stiffly.

"You think I dare not kill you?" Qian Yu directly took out the golden pistol.

(End of this chapter)