Beckoning Ghosts
I thought it was just the weeping ghost who got off the bus and lingered nearby, but I didn't expect that the mummified bride also didn't leave.
There were no streetlights along the dim road. Through the faint light reflected from who-knows-where, ordinary people could only see some outlines in this environment and could not tell whether what was standing in the distance was a person or a tree.
Yang Jian did not expand the scope of the Ghost Domain, lest he provoke some unknown terrors there.
But the bizarre appearance of the mummified bride, standing on the road behind him, facing this direction, truly gave him a fright.
Compared to the wailing grave ghost, Yang Jian was more wary of this mummified bride.
At least when facing the weeping grave ghost, his Ghost Eye didn't give any strong warning, but when facing this mummified bride, they were truly terrifying.
Even the Ghost Eye could sense the ominous and eerie atmosphere. Regardless of its level of terror, it was undoubtedly the greatest threat to the Ghost Tamer here.
There is none other than that.
"Zhang Hao was controlled by that mummified bride? Even through two layers of Ghost Domain, ignoring the attacks of the wailing grave ghosts, this thing could still forcibly take Zhang Hao away?" Yang Jian's eyes were fixed on the Zhang Hao corpse in the distance, wearing a red cheongsam and a red headscarf.
He did not act rashly.
Because deep down, I had a feeling that if this thing was targeting me, I would definitely not escape death.
No evidence is needed; it's simply personal experience and a vague connection between ghosts, or, to put it more simply, a sixth sense.
Xu Feng, who was lying dead on the ground, also noticed that Yang Jian was acting strangely. He thought that the guy was gesturing with a pistol in front of him, indicating how to kill him, but unexpectedly, he turned to look in another direction.
Following Yang Jian's gaze, Xu Feng also saw the human silhouette in the dim light across the street.
The thing stood there motionless, yet it gave off a strange sense of dread.
It seems that the crying echoing in my ears can be temporarily ignored.
"Is the mummified corpse that got on the bus earlier a more threatening ghost than this wailing grave ghost?" Xu Feng's heart skipped a beat.
He wasn't afraid of the newcomer Yang Jian, but he was afraid of encountering several ghosts at once, and dying here if he couldn't withstand the onslaught.
"If I can just hold on a little longer until the bus starts moving again and I get back on, I'll be safe. I've already survived this long, I absolutely can't die here by accident." His eyes revealed a strong will to live.
The man in the baseball cap on the other side seemed to be acting strangely. He was fast asleep, but now he was having a nightmare, his body twitching and his limbs flailing wildly. He was also muttering something under his breath, as if he were in danger and desperately trying to escape.
Yang Jian's Ghost Domain, Xu Feng's corpse, the man in the baseball cap sleeping.
The three of them used their own methods to avoid attacks from the surrounding vengeful spirits, but faced with this terrifying danger that could appear at any moment, no one could guarantee that they would leave this place alive.
After all, there were four ghosts in the car just now.
So far, only two have appeared, but the number of ghosts has already exceeded the number of humans, making the contrast even more despairing and powerless.
"Thump, thump thump~!"
A clear footstep echoed around them, accompanied by a cry that reached their ears.
Zhang Hao, his face stiff with sorrow and tears streaming down his Ghost Domain, walked out of the Ghost Domain and came to the side of the mummified corpse.
He is still alive.
The wailing of the grave-wrenching ghost failed to kill him; some kind of vengeful spirit's power seemed to have invisibly saved him, temporarily sparing him from the threat of death.
However, the fact that death came late brought Zhang Hao even greater fear.
Facing the mummified corpse in the cheongsam before him, Zhang Hao could feel a chilling aura emanating from it, and at the same time, he could smell a faint, lingering stench of decay. The pair of withered hands wrapped in dark brown skin, with sleeves peeking out, made it hard to imagine anything of value.
Overwhelmed by immense fear, Zhang Hao's consciousness went blank; his thoughts had stopped, and he didn't know what to think. He could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded.
Only an anomaly like Yang Jian could remain calm under such circumstances.
After his resurrection, he lost some of his emotions and his feelings became less intense. Although fear remained, it was no longer as pronounced.
"How will Zhang Hao die? What is the killing pattern of this mummified bride? Or is it that the patterns of ghosts of this level are already difficult to fathom, involving some unsolvable existence? It can only be avoided, not analyzed." Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, he really couldn't figure out why Zhang Hao was being controlled.
Even though they were in Ghost Domain, which should have been isolated from the outside world, ordinary ghosts wouldn't be able to detect people in the Ghost Domain. Even if this thing was extraordinary, it was indeed inconceivable that it could ignore Yang Jian's existence and take him away directly.
However, a bizarre scene unfolded.
The mummified bride standing across the street suddenly moved. She slowly extended her stiff, withered hand and took Zhang Hao's hand in hers.
Humans and ghosts came into contact.
Zhang Hao's body trembled slightly, as if he had breathed his last before death, and he could no longer feel the breath of life.
He died from just a touch.
The dead body of Zhang Hao did not fall down, but then it moved strangely again, turned around, and waved in this direction while holding the hand of the mummified bride.
His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and his expression was filled with sorrowful tears, yet he forced a smile—a truly bizarre sight.
"Who is Zhang Hao waving at?" Yang Jian's expression changed. He vaguely felt that Zhang Hao was waving at him, but he also vaguely felt that it wasn't.
As Zhang Hao waved, another situation occurred in the surrounding area.
The wailing of the grave-wrenching ghost abruptly stopped.
At the same time, a rustling sound came from the nearby woods. A person dressed in white mourning clothes, wearing a hat, and with a white cloth hanging down to cover their face gradually appeared in the shadows of the woods and walked towards them step by step.
The ghost that cried at the grave in the woods has emerged!
"Zhang Hao wasn't waving at me, he was waving at the wailing ghost. He was summoning the ghost." Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine after realizing this.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was a commotion coming from the stalled bus behind us; it sounded like something was banging on the bus, making a dull thud.
It seemed as if a ghost was lurking inside the pitch-black bus.
The ghost never got off the bus; it remained on the bus the entire time. But because of Zhang Hao's ghostly act, it seemed to be getting off the bus.
The existence of the three ghosts was now fully exposed.
There is also an unseen ghost whose location has not been confirmed.
However, the man in the baseball cap next to him struggled more and more violently while sleeping, sometimes letting out terrified screams, sometimes choking himself, and sometimes kicking his legs wildly, as if a terrifying ghost was relentlessly chasing him in his sleep.
Seeing his appearance, Yang Jian was almost certain that the ghost was inside the man in the baseball cap.
No, perhaps he is not in his body, but in his sleep.
That was a ghost that could enter dreams.
Moment.
Yang Jian thought of a global ranking of vengeful ghosts published by various countries on that website. The second-ranked ghost, codenamed Nightmare, was said to be able to kill people in their sleep.
However, the pattern has been figured out by various countries: as long as you don't sleep, you can avoid being killed.
"Could this guy have run into that ghost codenamed Nightmare?" Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine when he had this thought.
This situation is even more terrifying than S-class paranormal event; all four ghosts are present, and none of them are simple creatures.
Even releasing just one of them would be enough to cause a major paranormal event.
However, at this moment, only these three people were facing these ghosts.
The ordinary people who boarded the bus earlier were killed by the wailing ghosts when they got off in the first wave. Yang Jian of the remaining three, also couldn't be saved and died in the second level of the Ghost Domain. Zhang Hao, the last one to die, became the Ghost Slave of the mummified bride and seemed to be controlled.
Zhang Hao, who became Ghost Slave, seemed to spread a certain kind of terror from the mummified bride. With a wave of his hand, he summoned the weeping ghost and another ghost on the bus.
"This situation can no longer be resolved by simply protecting ourselves. We must find a way to break this deadlock, otherwise someone will succumb first, followed by a series of deaths, and in the end, no one will be able to leave here alive." Cold sweat was dripping down Yang Jian's forehead.
This dual oppression between time and death has been unseen for a long time.
I remember the only time I encountered that was when I faced the Door-Knocking Ghost at No. 7 Middle School.
Having been resurrected from the dead, perfectly controlling the ghost shadow, killing his enemy Zhao Kaiming, and becoming the head of Dachang City, Yang Jian felt that everyone in the Ghost Tamer circle would laugh at him.
"Xu Feng, you're just lying here anyway, so why don't you do me a favor? Whether I live or die depends entirely on you." Although Yang Jian couldn't hear, it didn't stop him from speaking. He suddenly turned around and covered the Ghost Domain.
Strangely, however, the Ghost Domain chose to avoid Xu Feng's rotting corpse when it came into contact with it.
It cannot be covered by the Ghost Domain.
"What do you want to do? Don't do anything reckless. Do you want us all to die in this situation?" Xu Feng shouted urgently.
She had a vague feeling that Yang Jian was going to do something inhumane to her.
Yang Jian is temporarily deaf and can't hear what he's saying. Seeing that the Ghost Domain can't affect Xu Feng's corpse, he knows that this guy is also an anomaly. Without much hesitation, he simply covers his entire body with Ghost Shadow, forming a black ghost-like garment. This will ensure that he won't be harmed when he comes into contact with strange things.
Without saying a word, he grabbed one of Xu Feng's corpse's feet and lifted it up like a chick.
His body, now infused with the power of ghosts, weighed several tons, making lifting a corpse incredibly easy.
"What do you think you're doing, newbie?" Xu Feng roared in anger.
He couldn't understand how this person had managed to survive until now, even more so than him and that guy. Logically, this newcomer shouldn't have survived this long.
Yang Jian ignored him and instead threw his already rotting corpse like a sandbag at the mummified bride across the street.
He needed to break Zhang Hao's ghostly move, and the key to that was the hand-holding between the mummified bride and Zhang Hao.
He dared not directly contact it, nor even release its ghostly form. If he were to be led by the mummified bride, he would be doomed. Therefore, Xu Feng, lying dead, became a weapon to suppress other vengeful ghosts.
The next moment.
Xu Feng out, heading towards the direction of the mummified bride.
"Even if Xu Feng's corpse can't suppress this mummified bride, it would be good if it could at least hold them off for a while, at least preventing all these ghosts from gathering here," Yang Jian thought to himself.
The next moment.
Xu Feng's special body flew over and landed accurately on the mummified bride.
The thing immediately collapsed to the ground, pinned beneath his corpse, while Zhang Hao, who was being controlled, released his grip.
Zhang Hao, who was waving at this direction with a strange expression, seemed to lose some kind of support at this moment, and he also fell to the ground.
"Will it work?" Yang Jian asked with a serious expression.