Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Dachang Cityâs Changâan Intersection.
Though it was the evening rush hour, the road was eerily deserted and silent. Not a single pedestrian could be seen nearby, nor any vehicles, making this area feel entirely out of place compared to the rest of the city.
This road had been sealed off for two days now.
Even the residents were evacuated, ensuring that no ordinary person would appear here.
It wasnât even 9 PM yet.
At a bus stop along Changâan Intersection, Yang Jian and Li Yang had arrived early.
According to the direction of the post officeâs cursed delivery task, at precisely 9 PM, a bus would arrive and stop here. At that time, all couriers were required to board that bus.
However, Yang Jian had already suspended all public and passenger bus services in Dachang City to prevent any vehicles from being mistaken for the post office-designated bus and to avoid errors.
Of course, he also wanted to see how the designated bus from the post office would manifest in the absence of any buses in Dachang Cityâwhether it would appear in the way he suspected, as the haunted bus.
Though he was already certain in his mind.
Still, before it happened, Yang Jian maintained a skeptical attitude.
This time, it wasnât just Yang Jian and Li Yang present at Changâan Intersection.
Not far from them, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, Xiong Wenwen, and even the Ghost Child were all present.
They simply had not shown themselves yet.
Their current task was to monitor the surroundings, but if something happened, they would show up immediately.
âLi Yang, notify Liu Xiaoyu to bring over those couriers from the fourth floor. Theyâve been behaving themselves these past two days,â Yang Jian said at this moment.
It was currently eight oâclock at night.
With one hour remaining until the delivery task began, this was the time Yang Jian decided to let the other couriers out.
While he wasnât counting on these couriers to contribute much, having more people in some situations had its advantages. At the very least, it reduced the likelihood of any one person being targeted immediately by a malicious spirit.
Li Yang dialed a number. âLiu Xiaoyu, the Captain has spoken. Bring those people over.â
âUnderstood,â Liu Xiaoyu promptly responded.
âBe careful while transporting them. If any issue arises, contact me immediately,â Li Yang added before hanging up the phone.
Shortly after.
Along the unobstructed road, several specialized vehicles approached from different directions and converged at the Changâan Intersection, forming a line as they parked.
The vehicle doors opened.
The people inside were escorted out.
Eagle, Leuk Qingqing, Yang Xiaohua, Qin Kai, Da Qiang, Wang Feng, and the courier endowed with the Ghost Domain.
A total of seven individuals.
âItâs been a few days, and everyone looks to be in decent shape,â Yang Jian said, glancing toward them.
Many of them immediately developed a grim expression upon seeing Yang Jian, some even showing a flicker of anger in their eyes.
Anyone would be upset after being confined without reason for two or three days, let alone the fact that Yang Jian had released them in the final hour. If heâd been any later, they might have missed the delivery time entirely, and their deaths would have been a certainty.
However, under normal circumstances, if another ten minutes had passed, they would have chosen to rebel openly, forcibly breaking free rather than resigning themselves to their fate.
âYang Jian, if you plan to kill all of us, just do it. Whatâs the meaning of this?â
Leuk Qingqing was the first to question him.
Yang Jian replied, âSo, are you saying that me not dealing with you was a mistake? If thatâs the case, itâs not too late. If youâre unhappy, go ahead and strike now. This place has been isolated, so even if a supernatural event occurs, it wonât matter. Killing all of you wonât give me the slightest concern.â
As he finished speaking, the fractured spear in his hand struck the ground with force.
The sturdy pavement cracked, and the Coffin Nail pierced deep into the concrete below, emitting a loud thud.
Everyoneâs hearts skipped a beat.
They all looked at Leuk Qingqing, shaking their heads slightly, signaling her not to act rashly.
At this point, a confrontation would be incredibly foolish.
The mere fact that Yang Jian had released everyone at the last moment showed he was willing to let others participate in the delivery task. While being locked up for days was indeed infuriating, logically, there hadnât been any real lossesâjust wasted time.
Losing oneâs life over such a trivial matter? Anyone with a clear head knew what the wise choice was.
âLetâs pretend none of that ever happened. After all, this is your domain, and itâs understandable that youâd be cautious with us. What we should focus on now is how to handle the delivery task thatâs about to begin,â Wang Feng said, breaking the tension.
He was adept at adapting; he hadnât flipped out even when Yang Jian took his blood-stained wooden mallet earlier.
Now, he was even less inclined to cause a scene.
âYang Jian, youâre the leader here. You call the shots. I have no objections,â Eagle said, expressing his stance without mentioning how heâd been subdued earlier.
Seeing the shift in attitude, the others quickly suppressed their grievances, burying any dissatisfaction for now. Everything would wait until this ordeal was over.
The delivery task was fraught with danger. Even sticking together didnât guarantee survivalâthere was no room to dwell on petty grievances.
Yang Jian scanned the group and declared, âItâs simple. If the bus arrives, Iâll immediately deal with or eliminate anyone getting off the bus. Afterward, everyone gets on. Once aboard, the first thing you must do is grab a seat. If you fail or there arenât enough seats, then Iâm sorry to say that what comes next isnât going to end well for you.â
âMost likely, youâll die on that bus.â
His words sent a chill through everyone present.
âWhat if the bus is already full?â
Yang Xiaohua asked uneasily. Lacking any resistance to the supernatural, she was clearly the most vulnerable in this situation.
Yang Jian replied, âThen youâll have to pick someone to fight for a seat. But youâd better choose wisely. Not all the passengers on that bus are human.â
âWhat do you mean by that?â Yang Xiaohua pressed.
Eagle chimed in with an explanation: âItâs simple. Some of the passengers seated on the bus might be ghosts rather than humans. So if the seats are full and you canât stand, youâll have to drive someone away and take their seat. But if you target the wrong oneâa malicious ghostâthen who chases who becomes the question.â
âThis isâŠâ
Yang Xiaohuaâs pupils contracted slightly.
This was unbelievably dangerous.
They hadnât even started, yet they were already putting their lives on the line.
Just imagining what lay ahead made it clear how perilous it must be.
Was it even possible to survive long enough to complete the delivery?
It wasnât just Yang Xiaohuaâeveryone else looked grim. They shuddered at the thought of what challenges they might face.
Time crept forward.
The task deadline drew closer and closer.
Before nine oâclock.
Yang Jian received a message. It was from Feng Quan: âYang Jian, a bus has appeared. It came out of nowhere, as if from thin air, and itâs now driving down the road toward you.â
âItâs here?â
Yang Jian immediately turned his gaze in another direction.
In the distance.
The streetlights flickered, and a haze seemed to rise around the area, distorting and blurring the view. As two dim yellow headlights lit up, an eerie bus slowly came into view.
At first glance, the bus looked entirely normal, indistinguishable from an ordinary public transit vehicle.
But as Yang Jianâs ghostly eye layered its vision fourfold, the busâs true form emerged.
This was no ordinary busâbut a rusted, battered, and deformed scrap vehicle.
âThe visuals are affected. This is supernatural interference⊠Even under my current state, am I still being suppressed?â
He realized the vision from his ghostly eye was growing foggy, as if nearsighted, making it impossible to clearly discern what was within the bus. All he could see were hazy silhouettes sitting by the windows.
Moreover, as the haunted bus drew nearer, the interference with his ghostly eye worsened.
It even gave Yang Jian the eerie feeling that if the bus collided directly with the ghostly eye, it might âcrashâ completely.
He didnât dare take the risk.
After all, the last person who had tried something similar had diedâand that person was none other than Yang Jianâs father.
âThis is it. This is the bus.â
Everyone else had also spotted the haunted bus approaching and immediately tensed up, steeling themselves for what was to come.
At the same time, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, and the others who had been hiding nearby began to move closer.
While the haunted bus itself wasnât an immediate threat, the danger could emerge from anyone or anything disembarking.
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