Yang Jian had only planned to pick up a phone, deal with Headquarters' arrangements, and return to Dachang City. He had never intended to handle any supernatural incident. Though he was a little stronger than other Ghost Tamers, he did not want to deal with those ghostly things all day. All he wanted was to slack off, skip work, clock in casually, and call it a day.
But who could have expected that, after catching a thief on the bus and assuming such a trivial matter would be easily resolved, he would realize something was wrong with the bus?
At first, the bus had been traveling normally. It passed several stops, pulled over, and picked up some passengers. But later, something changed. Its route had been altered, it had not stopped at any station for over ten minutes, and it was heading in the wrong direction. By now, it had already left Xiaochun City.
There are some strange signs so far, but not enough to put me in danger. I'll keep things as they are for now.
Although Yang Jian was in a terrible mood after encountering this, his experience handling unusual incidents told him something.
When something seemed wrong, never act recklessly. Calm down, find a seat, smoke a cigarette, and think carefully. That was better than shouting hysterically in panic.
Of course, most people could not remain calm in a crisis.
Yang Jian checked the time.
Six twenty.
But summer days were longer. There was still sunlight outside, so it could not yet be considered night. However, the bus had already reached the outskirts, where nearby mountains blocked the view and created the illusion that the surroundings were rapidly darkening.
It was precisely the swift changes in the light and environment outside the window that made him notice