Stopping at a Station

The bus is about to pull into the station.

The passengers on this eerie bus were already terrified and desperately wanted to escape. But after some attempts, they realized they had no choice but to stay on the bus, letting the out-of-control vehicle carry them to an unknown place.

But now, they discovered that the bus was actually slowing down and pulling into the station.

Without anyone applying the brakes or controlling the vehicle, or steering the wheel, the car gradually began to pull over to the side of the road, as if it were driverless.

"The car is about to stop!" someone shouted nervously.

Everyone instinctively prepared to jump out of the car.

Although the current situation is incomprehensible, as a normal person, it's always right to think of escaping first when faced with such a bizarre situation.

"Is it that easy to get off the bus?" Unlike the others, Yang Jian was filled with worry at this moment.

A clear screech of brakes followed.

The bus finally came to a stop after traveling for so long.

The next moment.

The front door opened.

A chilly aura wafted into the carriage along with the outside breeze, instantly dropping the temperature by several degrees and sending shivers down one's spine.

Outside the car, it was dark.

The silence was profound, as if we had entered an unknown and mysterious world, not at all like the bus stop next to the road.

"Get off the bus quickly."

The passengers began frantically rushing out of the bus, desperate to get as far away from the terrifying vehicle as possible.

Yang Jian frowned, his expression one of extreme vigilance, and tentatively extended the Ghost Domain out of the carriage along the front door.

Because he had already realized that the world outside the bus no longer seemed to be the normal world as they knew it.

However, unlike his vigilance, the others did not hesitate at all. These ordinary passengers rushed out of the carriage in the blink of an eye. Zhang Hao, Zheng Yaowen, and the three girls who were sitting next to him also hurriedly squeezed out of the carriage. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the passengers in the carriage got off.

"Something seems amiss outside."

Although Yang Jian got up and followed at the back, he wasn't in a hurry. He could get off the bus through the Ghost Domain whenever he wanted.

The environment outside the car was even more eerie.

"Where am I?" A middle-aged man who got off the bus first was dumbfounded.

This isn't a bus stop at all, but an intersection. Next to the intersection stands a utility pole with a sign hanging on it, which looks like a temporary bus stop typical of rural areas.

But what's strange isn't the station itself, but rather that if a station is set up here, there must be some kind of town or village nearby.

However, there was nothing to be seen; the surrounding area was a desolate forest, which seemed completely unfamiliar.

Seeing that everyone else got off the bus without incident, Yang Jian also decided to get off and go check on them.

But at that moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the last table in the carriage. "I think you must be from the Ghost Tamer Headquarters. Since you're Ghost Tamer, you should be a little more cautious. I advise you not to get off the train. Once you get off through the front door, who knows what kind of hellish place you'll end up in? Anyway, I haven't seen a single person come back alive these past few days."

"Who?"

Yang Jian turned around abruptly, his gaze fixed on the person who had been sleeping in the corner wearing a trench coat.

"Who I am is not important. Now that you're on this bus, we're all in the same boat. Getting on this 'ghost bus' is easy, but getting off is hard. You'll find out soon enough. If you don't believe me, feel free to get off and try it yourself," the man in the back of the bus said coldly.

"What do you know?" Yang Jian didn't act rashly, but asked directly.

The man said, "I don't know much. I only know that once this bus passes six o'clock, a vengeful ghost will board at every stop. Sometimes it's one, sometimes it's two. You've seen the number of passengers on that electronic display screen. It doesn't record the number of living people, but rather the number of vengeful ghosts on the bus."

"Currently, there's only one ghost in the carriage. Luckily, that ghost got off."

The person looked up slightly and saw the number of passengers on the electronic screen: 1.

It has been reduced by one place from the previous 2.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's expression immediately hardened, as this person's words coincided with his previous guess.

I was just guessing at the number of passengers on the bus; I wasn't referring to the number of living people, but rather the number of ghosts.

There were two ghosts among the twenty-odd passengers.

"How can you be sure that this is the number of ghosts?" Yang Jian.

The man chuckled, "You've managed to survive here for seven or eight days, and you even know all this?"

"Seven or eight days? Are you Xu Feng, the missing Ghost Tamer from Xiaochun City?" Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly, and he immediately asked.

"Oh, you know me?"

Xu Feng slightly raised his head, his face haggard and his eyes bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for several days and had barely managed to hold on until now. With such a pale complexion, he might suddenly die at any moment.

Yang Jian, "You've been missing for a long time. Headquarters was looking for you, and they sent me to track your signal and lead me to this bus."

Xu Feng thought for a moment and said, "Then you're really unlucky. When the accident happened, my GPS-enabled phone was accidentally lost on the bus. Although I tried to look for it afterward, I couldn't find it. If you say your phone signal is still on the bus, then things get complicated."

"You mean to say that your phone fell into the hands of some ghost?" Yang Jian frowned deeply.

Xu Feng was in the car, but his phone wasn't there, though the cell phone signal was still there.

So where would the phone be hidden?

"It's possible, and quite likely. At least in my opinion, there's nowhere to hide anything on this bus." Xu Feng's tired eyes flickered. "The bus is about to leave. You decide whether to get on or off."

"Do you know the departure time?" Yang Jian asked.

Xu Feng said, "I've been observing for a long time. Every time it's exactly five minutes, no more, no less. After five minutes, regardless of whether anyone gets off or how many people are on the bus, the bus will start moving again. At least that's how it seems to me."

"You've been here so long and you still can't leave?" Yang Jian, "You clearly had a chance to get off the bus back in Xiaochun City."

He didn't completely believe Xu Feng's words, nor did he completely disbelieve them; he just felt that there were many loopholes in Xu Feng's words.

If Xu Feng had stayed here for seven or eight days, he couldn't have been without opportunities to leave; how could he have been trapped here indefinitely?

"As I said before, it's not that easy to get off the bus. Getting off the bus requires the right opportunity, and I haven't had that opportunity yet," Xu Feng said.

Opportunity?

At what time?

Yang Jian's doubts grew stronger.

What seemed like a simple matter became increasingly complicated after Xu Feng explained it that way.

He had originally planned to get off the bus, but now he hesitated.

However, at this moment, a series of cries suddenly came from the dim world outside. The cries were somewhat eerie, as if they were coming from deep in the mountains and forests, giving off a ghostly feeling.

Yang Jian's expression changed, but he still did not choose to get out of the car immediately. Instead, he stood at the car door and looked in the direction from which the crying was coming.

He vaguely saw a grave in the dimly lit wilderness in the distance.

There was no tombstone in front of the grave. A person dressed in white mourning clothes, whose gender was indistinguishable, knelt in front of the grave, his body stiff and motionless. The sound of crying, which was neither male nor female, came from that person.

"When did that grave appear? I clearly didn't see it when I looked outside before." Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

He had been watching outside before; although it seemed a bit strange, there was nothing unusual.

But the crying had only been going on for a short while when many of the passengers who had gotten off the bus started crying along with it.

The sound grew louder and louder, gradually merging with the crying.

Then the passengers' crying stopped, and they knelt on the ground facing the grave, motionless.

"What's wrong with you guys?" someone asked nervously, pushing them away.

But the passengers who were kneeling on the ground collapsed to the ground, lifeless, their cold faces streaked with tears, their expressions sorrowful, their faces stiff.

Dead, dead!

And it wasn't just one; several people did the same thing. They knelt on the ground and started crying, then died right there after crying for a short while, their bodies motionless.

"Run! Run! It's haunted!" someone screamed frantically, scattering in all directions like headless flies.

Zhang Hao, Zheng Yaowen, and the others were so frightened by this that they wanted to run away.

Yang Jian glanced at it, and out of consideration for their previous conversation, he reminded him, "Those who don't want to die should get back in the car. The outside world belongs to ghosts; no matter where you go there, you'll only face death."

Now he sees it.

Why did Xu Feng say it was dangerous to get off the bus?

This is a world of ghosts, a place similar to Ghost Domain. Entering this place is equivalent to directly facing an attack by a ghost.

Survival is difficult.

Moreover, it's uncertain whether the outside world is the Ghost Domain as Yang Jian perceives it; it might be an even more terrifying and supernatural place than the Ghost Domain.

Once you set foot in this place and the car leaves, it's very difficult to leave alive on your own.