“When did two ghosts get on the bus?”

Driving the supernatural bus around the quiet county, Yang Jian suddenly noticed that, unbeknownst to him, two ghosts had taken seats in the last row, which made him feel a bit suspicious.

“When did the ghosts board the bus? I remember that when I got on earlier, no ghosts were following me.”

After noticing the anomaly, he tried to recall the earlier scenario, but couldn’t discover anything.

It seemed as if these two ghosts had been on the bus even before he boarded.

“Did they get on with those two ghost tamers earlier? Never mind, now is not the time to think about this. The ghosts can’t kill anyone on the bus, so just let them stay; I still have to control the bus and don’t have time to deal with this.”

Yang Jian, while wary, had no choice but to temporarily ignore the two ghosts inside the bus.

At this moment, with the bus crashing around, the surrounding ghosts stopped advancing and chose to stand motionless.

The bus looped around, forcefully clearing a patch of land, and the ghosts hit by the bus were crushed beneath the wheels and then mysteriously vanished, leaving not a single body on the ground, which was instead clean and intact.

A chilly wind gradually picked up outside, not strong, but it made the bus doors rattle as if struck by something invisible, even causing the bus itself to sway slightly.

Fortunately, the supernatural bus was sturdy enough to withstand the bizarre phenomena outside.

“Yang Jian, did you see that? The ghosts in the bus seem to have moved,” suddenly, the remaining ghost tamer exclaimed in alarm.

At this moment.

The two ghosts in the last row of the bus had somehow changed their positions, now sitting in the first two rows. Although they were still sitting in the same posture with their faces covered in yellow paper, this scene only added to the terror.

Yang Jian didn’t turn his head; his ghost eye merely glanced over, and his expression became grim: “Are the ghosts in the bus constantly changing seats? What does this mean, are they no longer confined by the bus? Or is this just an unconscious supernatural behavior?”

He couldn’t understand, as this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Yet, considering that various situations can happen in the supernatural world, Yang Jian wasn’t surprised; thus, he merely kept his ghost eye on the ghosts inside the bus, staying alert to their movements to prevent any unexpected incidents.

While Yang Jian continued waiting.

In another nondescript building within this quiet county, all anomalies had subsided, and the lights inside had gone out.

Sister Hong slowly emerged at this moment, her face neither joyful nor sad, only carrying a sense of inexplicable regret.

However, following behind her were five people dressed in old-fashioned clothes, both men and women, clearly not from this era.

“Two minutes left, no time to waste; we must leave now, or we’ll miss the next round of the supernatural bus,” Sister Hong urged; she immediately made a move, even directly utilizing the Ghost Domain.

The six of them vanished instantly.

And the ordinary building, subjected to the erosion of time, began to collapse and disappear bit by bit.

Quickly.

Sister Hong arrived at the bus stop, but what blocked her way were several terrifying ghosts with yellow paper covering their faces. Though they remained still, their supernatural powers disrupted her Ghost Domain, preventing her from crossing the road ahead of her.

“Don’t hesitate; keep moving, we have time,” Sister Hong decisively led the others through the dense ‘crowd’.

The group remained silent on their path, knowing the taboos, clearly not inexperienced rookies. Their movements were swift, and each step landed exactly on the spots Sister Hong had traversed, avoiding contact with any nearby ghosts.

In just about a minute, they crossed the dangerous road and reached the bus.

Sister Hong arrived, and Yang Jian, who was driving the bus, saw her; he immediately stopped the bus without hesitation and opened the bus door.

“Get on the bus,” Sister Hong immediately boarded.

But once the door opened, several ghosts around also began to move, seemingly wanting to board the bus as well.

“Sister Hong, you didn’t mention that there were others to pick up; don’t you think you owe me an explanation?” Yang Jian stared at the people behind Sister Hong; they seemed human but felt like formidable ghosts, emanating an aura of coldness without any signs of life.

Yet, these individuals had the awareness of living people.

“They are people from the Republic of China Period, kept alive until now using some means. My task is to bring them out because this is the last deadline; if I don’t get them out, they’ll all perish here.”

After boarding the bus, Sister Hong briefly explained the situation.

“Don’t worry; they’re normal people, and there won’t be any problems.”

“Normal? I can’t see anything normal about them,” Yang Jian said coldly, “A single revived ghost tamer from the Republic of China Period like you is already troublesome, and now you add these five. Are you trying to rebuild a team of Republic of China ghost tamers? If that’s the case, I won’t agree.”

“It’s better to eliminate uncertain factors early, to avoid greater disasters in the future.”

Saying so, he intended to immediately close the bus door, leaving the group and the swarming ghosts behind in the quiet county.

“Yang Jian.” Sister Hong, at this moment, put away her playful smile and became somewhat serious, grabbing Yang Jian’s wrist to stop him.

With this interruption.

The five people outside quickly boarded the bus, and at the same time, ghosts approached the bus door.

Only then did Sister Hong swiftly retract her hand, but her hand was already burnt, with scorched marks appearing on her once fair palm.

“We had an agreement, it’s not fifteen minutes yet, you promised to wait for me.”

Yang Jian glanced at the time and coldly said, “Now it’s been fifteen minutes, the agreement is fulfilled, we’re even, so if I go ahead and start killing now, I suppose it’s permissible, right?”

“They won’t cause trouble when they return to reality, I can guarantee that. What do you think?” Sister Hong promised.

“You used to be a top ghost handler, your eyesight should be sharp. Although they possess the consciousness of living people, their bodies exude the aura of fierce ghosts. Under these circumstances, the likelihood of their consciousness being eroded by supernatural forces is high, eventually turning into fierce ghosts with human consciousness. And I don’t think you can keep an eye on these five people,”

“I don’t know what these people have to do with you, but you have to understand, the past is past. They are people stuck in a previous era and shouldn’t remain in this era.”

Yang Jian worried that Sister Hong brought back five terrifying fierce ghosts and wanted to eliminate the possibility, but it’s clear Sister Hong disagreed with this approach.

“Young Hong, he’s just a supernatural bus driver, a bit overzealous, don’t you think? We can join forces to kill him and then take over the bus,”

A man in a long gown and wearing broken glasses spoke coldly.

“We need some resources to integrate into this era, robbing him might be a good choice. I have my eyes on his weapon.”

Another young man in a gray-white shirt also spoke up, his gaze equally cold, devoid of human emotion.

“Courting death.”

Yang Jian immediately stood up from his seat and strode forward with a red long spear in hand.

“Shut up, all of you.”

Sister Hong turned around and sternly rebuked them, then looked at Yang Jian and said, “I’ll be responsible for them. If something happens, I’ll handle it. Now, you just need to keep driving and get us all out of here. Once we return to reality, we’ll leave and won’t cause you any trouble.”

But the next moment, Sister Hong was greeted by a swift slash of the spear.

The slash came swiftly, almost aiming directly at Sister Hong’s head, clearly intending to slice her in half.

Sister Hong’s pupils contracted, seemingly not expecting Yang Jian to suddenly act violently.

She stepped back slightly in her red high heels, and her figure instantly vanished from sight, reappearing in the back of the bus.

“Do you really want to kill me?” Sister Hong furrowed her brows deeply at this moment.

“Initially, the idea wasn’t solid, but your behavior made me resolute. I think we should just settle it here, personally burying you all,” Yang Jian slowly raised the long spear and said expressionlessly.

Sister Hong sighed, revealing that familiar smile again: “But even if we’re going to fight, we have to leave here first. If you don’t control the bus soon, we’re all going to die here.”

At this moment, the bus door wasn’t closed yet.

Ghosts began to board one after another, and there were more outside heading this way.

Soon, the entire bus would be full.

Once full, the ghosts inside the bus would lose control and start killing, making room for the living.

“Next stop, life or death.”

Yang Jian realized this wasn’t the place to act; there were too many ghosts here, too dangerous. A safer stop was needed.

Otherwise, even winning would mean mutual destruction.

Thus, he temporarily suppressed the urge to kill, turned back, closed the bus door, and then accelerated, driving the supernatural bus swiftly out of the town.

Meanwhile, inside the bus, it was already filled with ghosts, who seated themselves one after another, as if determined to fill every seat.

“Another life or death decision? Alas, if you truly refuse to back down, then at the next stop, I’ll have no choice but to act.” Sister Hong quickly found a seat and sat down, advising, “We’re not enemies; there’s no need to make things so tense. I can make them apologize to you, and let’s consider this matter done, how about that?”

Yang Jian at the front remained silent, saying nothing, as if already determined.

“Such a troublesome situation,” Sister Hong’s eyes shifted, thinking up solutions.

Actually, the root of all this is Yang Jian’s lack of trust, which Sister Hong regretted planting, since initially, she hadn’t taken this unremarkable junior Yang Jian seriously. Who knew after a period, this Yang Jian would become influential?

Yet even so, Sister Hong still didn’t take Yang Jian to heart, leading to many misunderstandings on this trip.

“Is it really time to fight?” Sister Hong understood that once they fought in this supernatural place, it would be a fight to the finish.

Either Yang Jian leaves alive, or she leaves alive, with one party permanently staying here.

With such complex feelings, Sister Hong saw that the supernatural bus had now left that terrifying town and was heading on the right path.

“Next stop is… the cemetery. Is it a coincidence or some ominous sign?” Sister Hong’s gaze shifted, knowing the location of the next stop.

“Is this Yang Jian really turning against that cheongsam woman? Is it good or bad? But if they’re going to fight, it shouldn’t be in this haunted place. Aren’t they trying to kill me too?” In an unremarkable corner of the bus, the only surviving ghost handler was trembling at the moment.

He felt his luck had run out, about to be dragged into another conflict, dying without knowing why.

The bus continued, everything was calm on the road.

Gradually, a few old tombs appeared in the distance, but as the vehicle moved forward, more and more old tombs emerged, eventually forming a cemetery that stretched endlessly.

It’s here.

The next stop, the cemetery was coming soon.

“You all really fit in well. Old people should be buried in old tombs, no need to come out and cause trouble again.” Yang Jian said coldly.

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