The Isolated Bus Compartment

Yang Jian originally planned to just pick up a phone to get through the Headquarters' arrangements and then return to Dachang City. He had no intention of dealing with any supernatural events. Although he was a little more powerful than other Ghost Tamer, he didn't want to deal with those ghostly things all day. So, he was thinking about how to slack off, skip work, and just clock out casually.

But who would have thought that when he caught a pickpocket on the bus, thinking it was such a trivial matter that he could easily resolve it, he would realize that something was wrong with the bus when he finally noticed.

The bus started off normally, stopping at several stations along the way and picking up some passengers. But then things started to go wrong. The route was changed, and the bus didn't stop at any stations for more than ten minutes. It was also going in the wrong direction. By this time, it had already left Xiaochun City.

"Although there are some strange things going on, they're not enough to put me in any real danger. Let's just leave it at that for now."

Although Yang Jian was in a bad mood after encountering this situation, his experience in handling special events told him...

If you encounter something wrong, don't act rashly. Calm down, find a place to sit down, have a smoke, and think things through carefully. That's better than getting emotional and shouting.

Of course, most people cannot remain calm in a crisis.

Yang Jian checked the time.

6:20.

However, summer days are relatively long, and the sun is still out at this time, so it can't really be considered night. It's just that the bus has already driven to the outskirts, and the nearby mountains block the view, giving people the illusion that the surrounding sky is rapidly darkening.

It was precisely this light from outside the window and the rapid change in the environment that made him realize something was wrong.

"Should we check the situation to see if it's really a paranormal event, or should we just jump out the window and leave?" Two answers were forming in Yang Jian's mind at that moment.

Although he was 80% certain that this was the beginning of a paranormal event, everything inside the car seemed normal; perhaps the driver had simply taken the wrong route.

"Let's jump out the window. I don't want to get involved in this." Yang Jian made the decision immediately without much thought.

Regardless of the situation, whether it's dangerous or a misunderstanding, let's go first.

Yang Jian immediately reached for the window next to him, preparing to jump out and leave. Given his current condition, he would be fine even if he jumped from the tenth floor as long as he didn't hit his head, let alone jump off a bus.

"Can't open the car window?"

However, the next moment, he tried to push open a glass window on the bus, only to find that the window was stuck and could not be opened at all.

I tried again, using more force, but I still couldn't open it.

The glass window was tightly shut and remained completely still, harder than steel.

"With my current strength, I can easily shatter tempered glass, so why didn't this piece of glass react?" Yang Jian's expression changed slightly.

Since we can't break the window, we'll have to use the Ghost Domain.

He pressed his palm against the glass window, and the skin on his palm split open, revealing a Ghost Eye that emitted a red light.

However, the red light of the Ghost Domain could not spread out; it was blocked by the carriage, as if the outside and the inside of the carriage were two different worlds. Even the Ghost Domain could not cross this boundary. This seemingly normal bus could only gradually reveal its eeriness after tentative exploration.

"What on earth is this thing? It's one thing that we can't open the door, but it's even isolating the Ghost Domain." Yang Jian frowned deeply.

He now believed that Xu Feng, the missing Ghost Tamer Xiaochun City, had most likely met his end on this bus. His GPS-enabled phone hadn't been picked up by someone; rather, it had simply fallen somewhere on the bus.

I was just unlucky; I wanted to help him retrieve his phone, but I ended up accidentally getting on this strange bus.

The five young men and women nearby were unaware of what was happening around them. They were still discussing ghost stories, one after another, having a great time. However, a dispute arose. The young man with the backpack and one of the girls believed in ghosts, while the other three did not, and so the argument started.

"Hey buddy, let me ask you a question. Do you really think ghosts exist? Don't tell me you don't know what happened in Dachang City. I think it's haunted, but everyone else says it isn't." The young man with the backpack asked Yang Jian, this stranger.

Yang Jian slightly raised his head and glanced at him. "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Hao," the young man with the backpack said with a smile, his attitude quite friendly.

"Zhang Hao, we just had three votes to two, you lost. There are no ghosts in this world, so how can you still be campaigning for votes?" a girl next to him said.

Zhang Hao chuckled and said, "You didn't say we couldn't count the other people on the bus, bro. Support me, otherwise we'll have to treat everyone to dinner later if we lose."

Yang Jian didn't answer, but looked at them and said, "Let's put aside the question of whether ghosts exist or not. Before I answer you, I want to ask you a question: are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Of course. I'm not afraid. What are ghosts? If I really encounter one, I'll take it down with one punch. I don't believe that with my 22 years of virginity training, I'd be afraid of those things." Zhang Hao said with great confidence.

I really don't know where his confidence comes from.

Yang Jian gave him a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Brother, you're a true warrior! I admire you so much just for saying that. I couldn't do that. I'm terrified of ghosts. Like right now, I look calm, but I'm actually panicking inside. If it weren't for the few of you still breathing, I would doubt whether the people sitting next to me are even human."

He's now even unsure whether the twenty-odd people on the bus are actually okay.

However, Yang Jian had seen these five people get on the bus earlier, and they were talking non-stop inside, so they should be fine among the group of people on the bus.

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Hao asked, somewhat puzzled.

Yang Jian, "Have you all not noticed anything wrong after riding in the car for half an hour? I'm from out of town and don't know the way around, but does that mean all the buses in Xiaochun City go to the suburbs?"

He pointed out the window.

"The route has been changed recently. Road construction ahead has altered the route, so this is the right way to go." Zhang Hao looked around without making a fuss.

"?" Upon hearing this, it was Yang Jian's turn to be puzzled.

Is the route correct?

How is this possible? The route is fine, so why can't the windows of this bus be opened? Is it suffering from kidney deficiency?

"Damn, this driver took the wrong route! I just realized that the roads in the city were repaired a while ago, and the route was changed back five days ago. No wonder something felt off. Zhang Hao, you're really blind; you didn't even realize you were on the wrong road for so long," another boy exclaimed.

"What do we do now?" one of the girls asked, dumbfounded.

"I'll ask the driver if we can change the route back," Zhang Hao said hastily, his interest in the ghost story completely gone.

If we keep walking like this, I don't know when I'll get off.

"You'd better be careful," Yang Jian warned.

Be careful?

Zhang Hao glanced at Yang Jian: "What do you mean by 'be careful'?"

"It's nothing, it means exactly what it says. It might be dangerous for you to go directly to the driver and ask, but I'm not sure. If possible, I suggest you try shouting a couple of times," Yang Jian.

"Could that driver be a criminal who has kidnapped all of us on the bus?" a girl next to me asked, sounding a little scared.

"What are you thinking? He dares to take hostages with so many people all by himself. It's alright, I'll go over and ask what's going on," Zhang Hao said.

Seeing his reaction, Yang Jian didn't try to persuade him further. It was fine for him to go and check the situation; consider it a scouting trip.

There always has to be someone who steps forward, right?

Zhang Hao was fine before, but after Yang Jian said that, he felt a little scared.

Could someone have actually hijacked the bus?

Zhang Hao still walked over, but when he reached the middle of the carriage, an elderly woman sitting next to him suddenly reached out her wrinkled hand and grabbed Zhang Hao.

I glanced back.

But the old woman smiled and said, "Young man, just sit down and relax. You can get off at the next stop. Don't ask the driver to change routes."

"Why?" Zhang Hao asked, puzzled.

Yang Jian's brow furrowed, and he fixed his gaze on the old woman.

"I'm getting old and it's not easy for me to walk. This bus just happens to pass by the village, and I want to get back as soon as possible," the old woman said.

"Alright then." Zhang Hao thought for a moment and had no choice but to abandon the idea of having the driver change routes.

The old woman seemed to notice Yang Jian watching her. She turned around, glanced at Yang Jian, smiled apologetically, and then turned away.