Crying at a Grave

Zhang Hao, Zheng Yaowen, and the three girls who were traveling with them were at the very back because they got off the bus later.

When the crying from the grave in the Tian Ye began, the people who got off the bus first were in trouble. They did something very incomprehensible: they knelt down and started crying towards the distant grave. But after a few cries, the crying stopped.

Several people died silently in front of them.

The sorrowful expression on his face before his death, and the despair and fear revealed in his lifeless eyes, sent chills down one's spine and made one's heart tremble.

This is no longer a simple paranormal event; it's a terrifying case of a vengeful ghost committing murder.

The ghosts weeping at the graves in the Tian Ye are killing these disembarking passengers in some incomprehensible way.

Driven by fear, all they could do was scream and run away.

But several passengers, after running only a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around, knelt on the ground, and began to cry in the direction of the earthen graves in the Tian Ye.

Hearing the cries of those people, Zhang Hao and Zheng Yaowen were terrified and on the verge of a breakdown.

Because such crying is practically a death knell; whoever kneels on the ground and cries is destined to die, and the corpses on the ground before are the best proof of that.

They were about to run in another direction.

But Yang Jian's words gave them a sense of direction in their despair.

Put back on the car?

For some reason, seeing Yang Jian standing calmly in front of the car door, the group felt an almost blind trust in him, believing that the car was the safest place and that the outside was simply too terrifying.

Without thinking twice, he scrambled and crawled towards the bus.

"Waaah~!" The crying continued, like a demon demanding a life.

Now.

Of those who left the bus earlier, only the five of them were returning; the rest had scattered and fled.

Although we don't know where they've run off to, the chance of them surviving amidst all this crying is probably less than one in ten thousand.

"This ghost's cries will kill those closest to it first, but others will also be killed sooner or later. So, this ghost is a kind of indiscriminate killer." Yang Jian also heard the cries, but he seemed unaffected.

I don't know if it's because I'm on a bus.

Ah~!

Of the five people who ran back at this moment, one of the girls seemed to be wearing high heels. She accidentally twisted her ankle and lost her balance, falling to the ground.

"Feng Xiaolu, hurry up!" Zheng Yaowen subconsciously glanced back, intending to turn back and help her up.

As soon as Feng Xiaolu turned around, their faces involuntarily twitched, and they made a sad, crying expression. As soon as they made this expression, tears fell uncontrollably. In just a few seconds, the two of them were crying one after the other.

Then, as if against his will, his body knelt down before the earthen grave in the Tian Ye.

It's over~!

Both Zheng Yaowen and the girl named Feng Xiaolu had this desperate thought in their minds at that moment.

They performed these actions unconsciously, as if their bodies were no longer under their control, and only their own consciousness belonged to them.

Yang Jian remained calm upon witnessing this scene, as if the deaths of the two individuals had no impact on him whatsoever.

They slightly parted to make way.

Zhang Hao and the remaining two girls managed to run back to the bus safely.

There were only these three people; none of the others who got off the train came back alive.

How long has it been?

And they were all defeated by a single ghost.

"If I had gotten off the bus just now, and if I hadn't known to get back on to save myself, I don't know how long I could have survived against that ghost."

As Yang Jian looked at the corpses kneeling on the ground facing the burial mound, he clenched his fists and felt a strange chill in his heart.

If he were to define the level of terror of this ghost, it would definitely be A-class.

It's on the same level as the Door-Knocking Ghost.

As for creating a file and naming this ghost, Yang Jian thought it could be named the Crying Grave Ghost.

"Congratulations, you've survived this deadly situation." He withdrew his gaze, looked at the three people whose expressions were almost collapsing, and slowly said, "Don't be so scared. I've been through similar things before. You'll get used to it after a few more times."

Zhang Hao and his group were quite lucky; thanks to his warning, three of them survived.

Zhang Hao didn't speak; he was trembling with fear, and the two surviving girls also huddled together, shivering.

"Get used to it as soon as possible. Don't forget, you haven't left here yet, you're still in danger." Yang Jian ignored him and continued looking out of the car.

Because at that moment he discovered the person was dead, and the crying outside stopped.

But the grave mound in the Tian Ye still stands there, appearing particularly eerie in the dim light of early night.

Etc.

Where did that ghost who was kneeling and weeping at the grave go?

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed as he realized that the ghost who had been kneeling and weeping before the grave had vanished without a trace, disappearing in the blink of an eye as if it had disappeared into thin air.

"No, it didn't disappear; it's still there."

The next moment, when Yang Jian found the ghost's trail, even he was startled.

A person dressed in mourning clothes had somehow appeared at the back of the train and was slowly walking towards the boarding gate at the front of the train with their head down.

Judging from this situation, it wants to get on the bus.

"Oh shit."

Yang Jian's hair stood on end.

If such a mournful ghost gets on the bus and starts crying, what's the point of playing? Everyone on the bus will die.

Should we stop it?

The thought popped into Yang Jian in an instant.

Using the Ghostly Shadow technique might be able to subdue this ghost and force it to kneel outside.

But everything here is too eerie. Even if I manage to stop the wailing ghost, the change it brings seems negligible. Xu Feng just said that this bus will have another stop, and maybe another ghost will get on at the next stop. Should I stop it then?

"Step back."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and gave up trying to stop the ghost from getting on the bus.

Something's not right here. I'd better save my energy and use all my strength to protect myself, rather than fighting an A-class ghost head-on.

Currently, I don't have any ghost candles or golden containers, so I'd be at a significant disadvantage if I went head-to-head with them.

They retreated to the back of the carriage, creating distance while tacitly acquiescing to the fact that the mournful ghost had boarded the train.

Soon.

The person dressed in mourning clothes, walking slowly, boarded the bus.

It wore a white mourning cap on its head, with a white cloth hanging down to cover its face, vaguely revealing the outline of its features. Its whole body was filled with an aura of death, without the slightest trace of a living person.

That's all.

After the wailing ghost got on the bus, it sat down in the seat closest to the door and then seemed to freeze in place, sitting there motionless, without making any other movements or letting out that terrifying wailing sound.

Everything returned to normal.

"Aren't you crying anymore?"

Yang Jian was somewhat surprised, but then analyzed, "Does this ghost only cry in front of a grave? Or is there some kind of suppressive effect on ghosts on this bus, putting them in a suppressed state and preventing them from killing easily?"

Both possibilities exist.

However, it seems that the crying passenger who got off the bus is not a threat at the moment.

Now.

Yang Jian then noticed that the number of passengers on the electronic display screen on the bus had changed from 1 to 2.

Excluding Zhang Hao and the others who returned to the bus earlier, only this wailing ghost was counted as a passenger.

But among those who got off the bus with the crowd, was there perhaps an unknown ghost mixed in?

"The number of ghosts inside the car is still two. One went down before, and now another one has come up. The change in numbers is almost exactly the same." Yang Jian's mood was particularly heavy.

Because the identity of the ghost inside the car is still unknown.

Five minutes had passed.

The bus started moving again.

Without a driver, the car door suddenly slammed shut, and then slowly drove away from the temporary stop under the telephone pole, continuing along the road.