Yang Jian and Xu Feng had been at each other's throats just a moment ago, each looking displeased with the other and ready to throw down.
But when that faint, eerie crying came from the mountains and woods near the road, both of them stopped arguing without prior agreement. Their nerves instantly tensed as they looked toward the source of the crying.
They both knew exactly what that crying meant.
The Grave-Crying Ghost was nearby.
And it had very likely already set its sights on them.
From the conversation between Xu Feng and the man in the baseball cap earlier, it could be inferred that while ghosts getting off the bus had a chance of leaving, there was also a chance that they had not truly gone away and were still wandering nearby.
The current situation was clearly the latter.
"Don't start anything at a time like this. Whatever issues we have can be settled after we get back on the bus."
Xu Feng spoke coldly. He no longer paid attention to Yang Jian and instead focused on the crying.
"That depends on whether you can make it back onto the bus alive." Yang Jian smiled faintly, paying no heed to the threat.
He was extremely wary when facing ghosts, but when facing people, he felt that he now had the capital to be arrogant.
Unfortunately, he encountered ghosts far more often than people, so there were few opportunities for him to act wild and overbearing.
"I really don't know where a rookie like you gets his courage. You've been a Ghost Tamer before, so you can't possibly be unfamiliar with the classification of evil spirits. This thing can kill through its crying alone, and it has a certain degree of independent mobility. If it were outside, it could be