Although Yang Jian was confident that he could confront the Grave-Crying Ghost that had just boarded the bus head-on, having controlled the Headless Ghost Shadow set him apart from ordinary Ghost Tamers.
However, the strangeness here was not limited to the Grave-Crying Ghost.
The unidentified ghost on the bus, the supernatural bus itself, and the burial mound out in the fields—each of them was a potential danger, with their threat levels still unknown.
If he acted recklessly, it could very likely trigger a chain reaction and unleash all those lurking horrors.
At that point, he might very well die here.
Humans and ghosts were fundamentally different. Humans could die, but ghosts could not.
In that regard alone, humans were at an absolute disadvantage.
So Yang Jian chose to calm down. Rather than doing anything extreme, he pulled Zhang Hao and the two girls who had survived with him and quickly retreated toward the rear of the bus, clearing the aisle for the Grave-Crying Ghost to board.
As the bus continued onward,
the bizarre first stop was finally, barely over.
Outside the window, the burial mound still stood in the fields, and the temporary stop beneath the utility pole remained. Yet there were no lights anywhere around it, no towns or villages, not even a single passerby or vehicle nearby.
The barren fields seemed to make up the entirety of this dim world.
That burial mound faintly exuded an indescribable terror.
A grave that even ghosts had to kneel before and cry at—what exactly was inside? It could not possibly be just an ordinary mound of earth. After all, there was not much outside the bus that could draw anyone's attention, and the mound was the most conspicuous thing there.
"Now isn't the time to think about that lone grave. The