Chapter 308

Although Yang Jian was confident that he could confront the wailing ghost that had just boarded the vehicle, after all, he was no longer an ordinary Ghost Tamer as he had mastered the headless ghost shadow.

However, the eeriness here isn't limited to just the wailing grave ghost.

The unidentified ghost inside the car, the eerie bus, the grave mound in the Tian Ye outside—all these are potential dangers, the level of terror of which has not yet been determined.

If you act recklessly, it could trigger a chain reaction, unleashing all the potential terror.

There's a high chance I'll die here.

There is a fundamental difference between humans and ghosts, because humans can die, while ghosts cannot.

This puts them at a significant disadvantage.

Therefore, Yang Jian chose to calm down and did not do anything rash. Instead, he pulled the three surviving members, Zhang Hao, and others, and quickly retreated to the back of the carriage, making way for the aisle so that the wailing ghost could get on the train.

As the bus continued its journey...

This bizarre first stop was barely over.

Outside the car window, the burial mound in the Tian Ye still stood there, and the temporary station under the telephone pole was still set up. However, there were no lights in sight, no town buildings, and not even a single person or vehicle passing by.

The barren Tian Ye seemed to constitute the entirety of this gloomy world.

That burial mound exuded a vague, inexplicable sense of terror.

What could possibly be inside a grave that would make even ghosts kneel and weep? It can't just be a simple mound of earth, since there aren't many things that would catch the eye in that area outside the bus, and the most conspicuous thing is that mound of earth.

"Now is not the time to think about that lonely grave, but rather what to do with this thing?" Yang Jian frowned deeply.

Ignoring the other unknown ghost on the bus, let's take the confirmed ghost, the Grave-Wailing Ghost, for example. Everyone watched it board the bus and sit there upright.

The distance between a person and a ghost is at most about five meters.

Although the wailing ghost is sitting there motionless and seemingly harmless, who can be sure when it might suddenly become active again?

The terror of the unknown ghost lies in the lack of understanding of its patterns and abilities, which necessitates analysis.

However, rashly attempting to analyze a ghost would come at a considerable cost, and is not permitted in the current environment.

He was cautious and solemn, while Zhang Hao, the only one who had returned alive, and the two girls beside him were so frightened that they were almost paralyzed. Their expressions had changed, and they looked like madmen, shrinking back with fear and despair on their faces, and crying softly incessantly. If Yang Jian hadn't pulled them up earlier, their situation would have been even worse.

After all, not everyone can overcome fear.

"Don't be too nervous. Ghosts on buses don't kill people randomly. As long as you don't do anything reckless, in the ghost's eyes you're just another passenger, and it will ignore you. Of course, if you're up to no good and try something funny, once you provoke the ghost, it might wake up and stand up from its seat to kill you."

At this moment, Xu Feng, who was in the last row, raised his bloodshot eyes and said something.

"Will it get off at the next stop?" Yang Jian asked.

"Maybe yes, maybe no, nobody knows. There's no pattern to it at all. If you're lucky, it'll get off at the next stop. If you're unlucky, it'll keep going for several stops. But nobody can guarantee that after one ghost gets off, two more won't get on. The number of ghosts might just keep increasing in the end," Xu Feng said.

Yang Jian then asked, "You've been here for seven or eight days. What's the most ghosts you've seen on the vehicle at the same time?"

Upon hearing this question, Xu Feng suddenly grinned and said, "Asking about the quantity is meaningless, but I can remind you of one thing: you should pray that this bus isn't fully loaded."

"There are even fully loaded cargo situations?" Yang Jian was immediately stunned.

This bus has a total of 36 seats. To be fully occupied, all 36 seats must be occupied.

But that's highly unlikely.

Even if someone accidentally boards the bus, they will rush to get off after realizing what's happening, and nine times out of ten, the result will be the same as before: they will die outside.

The extremely high death rate greatly increased the vacancy rate, making the bus appear very empty.

"No, that's not right. There's another possibility when the truck is fully loaded. That is, all the living people on the truck are dead, and the rest are all ghosts." Yang Jian thought of the worst-case scenario.

All thirty-six seats were occupied by ghosts.

"Judging from your expression, you must have realized it already. That's right, the vehicle isn't filled with people, but with ghosts. People die and run away, so their numbers can easily decrease. But ghosts are different. As long as they don't get off the vehicle, they'll stay on it, so their numbers can decrease only slightly."

Xu Feng sneered, "I only gave you a few more pointers because you're also Ghost Tamer, but I've said everything I needed to say. Whether you survive or not is up to you. Don't blame me if you die here; I can barely protect myself in this situation."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again, as if he wanted to take a nap.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. Although he knew that Xu Feng was hiding a lot of information, he didn't want to ask too many questions. After all, it was already quite generous of him to offer a few reminders. If it were any other Ghost Tamer with a twisted sense of humor, they might just kill you.

"It seems we'll have to get off the bus ourselves. Did Xu Feng say we should wait until the bus enters the city and it's clear that things are normal outside before we can get off? Or are there other conditions required?"

There were just too many things he didn't understand; it was beyond the comprehension of someone who had just boarded the train.

Let's focus on the immediate situation first.

"Besides those who got off earlier, the people I can confirm on the bus right now are: the bus driver's corpse, the wailing ghost, Zhang Hao, the two girls next to him, myself, Xu Feng, and the person in the back who seems to have been sleeping the whole time."

"The good news is that the old woman I suspected was a ghost got off the bus with the crowd. Whether she's dead or not, at least she won't appear in front of me again."

"Aside from the confirmed ghost, the identity of the remaining ghost is almost certain."

Yang Jian glanced again at the far right of the back row, at the person curled up asleep in the corner. The person was still wearing a hat, so he couldn't see their face.

Is he a ghost?

"We can't be completely certain, but we have at least a general idea."

As time passed little by little.

Yang Jian looked around on the bus, trying to find any useful clues, but based on the information he had so far, it seemed that the only way to get off the bus was to wait for the doors to open again.

That time, the bus couldn't stop in that strange, desolate place; it should have stopped in the city center where there were no problems.

"Are you all alright? It's about time you calmed down. If you've really given up hope, then I don't need to worry about you anymore. Just let you fend for yourselves," Yang Jian said, looking at Zhang Hao and the others beside him.

He simply helped these people up, which was more than enough.

If they have this kind of mentality, they're definitely going to die next time too; they won't survive.

"Big brother, do you have a way to get us out of this godforsaken place?"

Having gradually adjusted after overcoming his initial fear, Zhang Hao raised his head and asked hopefully.

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "No, I'm a victim too. I don't know as much as the person in the back row. There might be a way to leave here, but we haven't figured it out yet. If you want to survive, try to wait until that time comes. That's all I can do."

If he can find a way to leave this place, he wouldn't mind taking these people with him.

But that's assuming these people can live to see that day.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Zhang Hao said, somewhat excited.

Yang Jian didn't reply to him because he felt that the chances of the three of them surviving until then were slim, given their poor character.

While everyone waited in silence.

It was completely dark outside.

The time displayed is 8:30.

The calm was broken again at 9:50 when the bus began to slow down and veer to the side of the road.

Slow down and move to the right; this is the direction to enter the station.

Yang Jian glanced out the car window, his face darkening again.

This is another desolate wilderness, with no one around at all.

No, it's not that there's none at all.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and looked at the two red lights that had lit up in the woods in the distance.

The light was dim; it wasn't from a light bulb, but rather from a lantern or something similar. The dim, indistinct light looked particularly eerie in the darkness.

The car came to a stop quickly.

"Bang!"

The car door opened by itself, and a cold wind rushed in, making the hairs on the faces of the people inside stand on end.

The white cloth covering the face of the wailing ghost sitting near the car door was being blown about by the wind, as if the face hidden under the cloth was about to be revealed.

Yang Jian wanted to see clearly with some curiosity, but unfortunately he couldn't.

"B-Big brother, look outside!" A girl's voice trembled as she pointed out the car window, her eyes filled with fear that seemed about to burst forth again.

Through the headlights of the bus, one can vaguely see a winding forest path behind the bus stop, the dirt road overgrown with weeds.

At the end of the road, an old house came into view.

The house was a wooden structure, and it was unclear how long it had been built. Several parts of it had collapsed, and it was overgrown with weeds, as if it had been abandoned. There was no indication that anyone had ever lived there.

But in front of this old house, two red lanterns hung, radiating light.

About two or three minutes after the bus stopped.

The wooden house in the distance has changed.

A figure suddenly appeared under the red lantern, seemingly looking in their direction.

"Please don't get on the bus!" That was Yang Jian's thought.

He was certain that this was definitely a ghost, and it was mysterious and unknown, with an unknown level of terror.

But things didn't go as he expected.

The figure under the lantern moved, walking along the deserted path towards the bus.

"Brother, can we get off now?" Zhang Hao hadn't seen what happened; he was only thinking about getting away from there as quickly as possible.

Yang Jian, "Getting out of the car at this time is practically suicide. This place is even more eerie than that field graveyard we just saw."

Before, it was just a grave and a wailing ghost, but now it's a haunted house. If you get out of the car and some latent terror inside the house is awakened, you'll truly be left speechless with despair.

Hearing that he couldn't get off the bus, Zhang Hao could only endure the torment of fear and continue waiting.

About four minutes after parking.

The figure that emerged from the abandoned old house finally came into view.

It was a person wearing a red cheongsam and with a red veil covering their head.

She resembles a woman about to get married.

However, Yang Jian saw that the qipao woman had dry, stiff hands exposed, with dark brown skin tightly wrapping around her bones, making her look like a mummified corpse.

"Oh shit."

Yang Jian cursed inwardly. Seeing the mummified bride get into the car, he felt a strange chill and a strong unease seemed to resurface in his heart.

The Ghost Eye is warning me of danger!

It's safe to say that the level of horror surrounding this mummified bride far surpasses that of the previous weeping grave ghost.

The mummified corpse, covered with a red headscarf and dressed in a cheongsam, did not choose to sit down nearby. Instead, she walked several steps forward and finally sat down in the row in front of Yang Jian.

They were only a little over a meter apart, and that was because of the back door of the bus.

As this thing sat down, the number of passengers on the electronic display screen inside the vehicle changed from 2 to 3, because the wailing ghost who had boarded earlier did not get off.

Fortunately, the situation inside the vehicle remained quiet as always, and nothing unusual occurred. Even though there were now three ghosts in the carriage, no one had died.

This is good news.

Soon, five minutes were up.

This stop was completed without incident.

The bus continued its journey, moving along the road as before.

This time it was 11:30.

The bus pulled into the station again, this time stopping at an intersection.

The area around the intersection was pitch black; not a single ray of light could be seen.

However, the middle of the intersection appears somewhat bright, a brightness that is jarring because no light source is visible.

The bus chose to stop at the intersection.

What's truly frightening is that there's no one at the intersection at all; at least, that's how it appears to the naked eye. There's not a single person standing there.

But the bus stopped at the intersection for five minutes before closing the doors and driving off again.

The number of passengers in the train increased from three to four.

An unseen ghost boarded the bus.

The mummified bride, the weeping ghost, and the unidentified ghost in the carriage still did not choose to get off the train.

With four ghosts inside the car, Yang Jian's sense of crisis grew stronger.

If their numbers continue to increase like this, even if they are not fully occupied, the gathering of these ghosts could cause unexpected changes.

Relying on the protection of buses may not be effective.

Yang Jian clenched his fists, fidgeting restlessly.

An unseen ghost got on the bus, and no one could be sure where it sat.

It may be far away from you, or it may be right next to you; it is a huge potential threat.

At this moment, if you speak a word or stand up, you might trigger a ghost to start killing.

Moreover, as more and more ghosts appear on the bus, you might even find yourself making a mistake by breathing later on.

"Getting off the bus is dangerous, but staying on it isn't necessarily safe either. When will this bus finally stop in the city center?" Yang Jian silently waited for his chance.

But the bus stops here are all weirder than the last, none of them are normal, so who would dare to get off randomly?

I watched Xu Feng several times along the way.

This guy seems to be really asleep, showing no reaction whatsoever, completely ignoring the fact that several ghosts got on the bus. His composure is truly astounding.