The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 137 The runaway carriage

The bus moved forward slowly on the dirt road. The road was uneven, so there were some bumps, which cheered up the drowsy people.

"It's time to arrive."

Zhang Bohua said solemnly. In his field of vision, a village in the night appeared a few hundred meters ahead. Looking from a distance, the site was a crossroads in the village.

Everyone looked around and saw several scary figures standing in the middle of the intersection.

Obviously, Chen Zhijiang's shroud had already worked. Even though they were hundreds of meters away, these ghosts had already been attracted and stopped in place waiting to get on the bus and take their seats.

"Drive over directly. I want to see the capability of this bus and whether it can kill these ghosts." Luo Wensong said at the back door.

"No, let them come up first and check whether there is any problem with the vehicle's ability to carry ghosts." Zhang Dong raised his hand and objected.

Zhang Bohua began to slow down after hearing this, and the vehicle gradually stopped at the intersection.

"crunch~"

As the front door opened, these four cold figures stepped onto the stairs and came up.

There was a man in a suit with a straight body, a man with pale skin covered with corpse spots, a farmer with a hoe in his hand, and a corpse whose gender could not be distinguished. There was only half a facial bone on its face and no flesh and blood.

Everyone's hearts tightened, showing a bit of vigilance.

Although I know that the supernatural power of the bus can restrain these evil spirits from killing people randomly, it is false to say that I am not worried.

This thing is a real ghost, with unknown levels and unknown killing patterns.

Chen Zhijiang and Mr. Liu were doing relatively well. After all, they had lived for so many years and had seen all kinds of ghosts. They were obviously more stable, but Wang Yin was a little panicked.

After all, he works in the blacksmith shop all year round, and most of the ghosts in his hands are bought, and he rarely actually fights against evil ghosts.

Such close contact really made him break into a cold sweat.

The ghost walked step by step in the carriage, looking around with terrifying eyes. There seemed to be no sign of losing control, and he quickly found his seat.

The man in a suit sat in front of Chen Zhijiang, the man with the corpse spots and the farmer sat in the back seats, a few rows away from everyone else, and the faceless corpse sat next to Luo Wensong.

The number on the counting card immediately changed from 4 to 8.

After a few ghosts sat down, everyone relaxed a little.

Wang Yin, in particular, breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously moved closer to Chen Zhijiang and the other two.

Luo Wensong frowned, squinting his eyes as he looked at the ghosts around him, with a hint of wanting to take action.

Having imprisoned so many ghosts, this was the first time I sat face to face with these things.

"It seems that this car is very successful. At least it can carry a few of us plus these ghosts without losing control. But when the number of ghosts increases, it's hard to say." Zhang Bohua said lightly, closed the door and started the vehicle again. .

"Indeed, I can feel that the ability to forget is weakening." Li Qingzhi agreed.

After the four ghosts got on the bus, he clearly felt that the restart ghost in his body restarted much faster.

"My ghost recovery is intensifying, not as gentle as when I first got in the car." Mr. Liu said.

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly and he said: "It seems that only a part of the ability to forget can't completely control the ghosts in the car. It may also be that our own strength is too strong, so it breaks the balance."

This is indeed an area that needs improvement.

The supernatural bus in the original book can carry a full 35 S-class ghosts without any problems. Now that there are only a few of them, it is obvious that the vehicle has a tendency to lose control.

"Let's wait until we finish this journey to improve it, and then continue to pick up ghosts. I want to know its current capabilities."

The crowd stopped talking.

soon.

The bus left the village and entered the wilderness again.

However, after walking for a while, several wooden telegraph poles appeared on the roadside ahead, and there were several thatched sheds next to the poles.

"The second stop."

Zhang Bohua said.

There were three ghosts waiting to get on the bus at this stop. They were arranged neatly and in an unusually calm manner, and their heads were all slightly turned towards the approaching vehicle.

The door opened.

The three ghosts quickly got into the car, and the number on the counting card instantly changed to 11.

Zhang Dong frowned and glanced over them, feeling a powerful supernatural trace.

Even after being suppressed by the bus, these ghosts still showed scary signs, which was enough to show that their level was definitely not low.

more importantly.

Zhang Dong heard the screams coming from inside the bus more clearly.This shows that the limit of buses is coming soon.

The three ghosts each found a place to sit down, and one of them sat directly behind Wang Yin. This made his spirit that had just calmed down immediately become tense again, and his butt almost left the seat.

Keep going.

After passing through a mountain path, the bus arrived at its third stop.

Here is a small river, and the river makes a gurgling sound. As soon as the car stops, five wet figures come out of the river.

After they got on the car, wet river water began to ooze from their bodies, forming a puddle on the floor of the car, emitting a fishy smell.

The number on the counting card changes again, to 17.

“An invisible ghost got on the bus?”

Zhang Dong frowned and realized that there were more than five people on the bus this time, and there was also an invisible ghost who was judged by the bus to be on the bus.

suddenly.

When these ghosts took their seats, a loud noise came from inside the bus, like the clicking sound of an engine being blocked, or the sound of violent friction. Along with a tragic horn sound, the bus body began to vibrate violently. .

this moment.

All the ghosts in the car turned their heads in unison, staring at their targets with dull eyes.

"Oh, it seems the bus has reached its limit."

Zhang Bohua raised his eyebrows and said.

However, the situation continued to intensify. Since the bus had not yet left, several terrifying figures walked out of the creek next to it and walked slowly towards the bus.

"Close the car door! Deal with the evil spirits around you!"

Zhang Dong shouted angrily, frowned immediately, turned around and grabbed a corpse behind the seat.

The power of the regular ghost burst out, and the corpse instantly fell into deathly silence, lying quietly on the ground of the carriage without moving.

at the same time.

Other ghosts also broke free from the shackles of the bus and attacked everyone who triggered the killing pattern.

Although a few ghosts are still sitting quietly and are not triggered regularly, there are still a lot of active ghosts.

The hatchet fell.

Li Qingzhi cut off the three ghosts in front of him, and the ghosts began to spread along the ground to the back, blocking a certain ghost that was about to attack Wang Yin.

Its hand had already reached towards Wang Yin's neck, but was forced back by the ghost.

Rowan Song was displeased with the faceless corpse, so he acted more quickly. The powerful supernatural power of death instantly acted on it. The faceless corpse immediately fell into stiffness, and fell straight on the seat like a wooden man. .

the other side.

Chen Zhijiang and Mr. Liu also easily resolved the crisis and imprisoned all the remaining ghosts.

In just a few seconds, everyone dealt with ten of the ghosts, reducing the pressure on the bus. The remaining three had to sit down peacefully even though they were ready to move.

"Oh!"

The car door was closed, and the few ghosts who came out of the creek were forcibly blocked outside and were unable to get into the car.

Immediately.

The vehicle started and was soon back on the dirt road.

"It should be that the forgetting ability in the car is too weak to affect so many ghosts at the same time. We have to find a way to improve it when we go back." Zhang Bohua turned his head and said while driving.

"Indeed, I would say that there are still too many places in this car. It would be better to remove a few more seats." Chen Zhijiang said.

"Just stay in the driver's seat. There is no need to pull the ghost. Just hit the ghost and be done with it." Luo Wensong gave a more crude method.

Zhang Dong showed a bit of worry: "If it is just used to hit ghosts, it will be a waste of the value of this car, so we still have to find a way to make the ghosts who get on the car safer. Maybe we can consider using ghost money to enhance The ability to forget, or transfer part of the power of the ghost to the carriage, has a powerful suppressive effect in itself."

"Indeed, if a bus that can travel through supernatural places can bring scary ghosts back from reality, it will be much better than just using it to hit ghosts." Mr. Liu said.

"We can only discuss this matter back to Taiping Town." Zhang Bohua said, returning his attention to the road in front of him.

After driving for a while, the bus stopped again. Everyone opened the doors and threw out all the ghosts who had fallen into silence.

Even the three ghosts who were not causing trouble were chased away by Zhang Dong.

Continue on the road.

When passing the station this time, Zhang Bohua did not stop the car and directly refused to pick up the ghost who wanted to get on the bus. After passing six or seven weird and supernatural places, the dim cemetery finally appeared in front of him.

(End of this chapter)