Changâan Intersection stop, nine oâclock, a strange bus indeed appeared.
The Ghost Post Office had foreseen this event three days earlier, even knowing the precise time and location.
Perhaps for the other team members, this eerie occurrence had become routine, but to Yang Jian, who knew the inside story, it was still unfathomable because the route of the supernatural bus, its stop patterns, were all unpredictable. At this moment, the supernatural bus might appear in Dachang City, and the next moment it could show up in Dahai City, Dachuan City, or even abroad.
Predicting where it would appear next was extremely difficult, let alone foreseeing its stop three days ahead.
âIs this the supernatural bus mentioned in the headquartersâ files?â Li Yang scrutinized it, unable to discern anything unusual.
He only knew this thing was very special, very strange, more intimidating than the ghost taxi they had encountered before.
âThe supernatural bus is about to stop, everyone get ready, stick to the prior plan, Feng Quan, watch who gets off, ignore the rest.â
Yang Jian was already prepared, giving a final reminder.
âDonât worry, Xiao Yang, with your Daddy Xiong here, nothing will happen.â
Xiong Wenwen said through the satellite positioning phone, hiding somewhere unknown, already out of sight, likely not willing to show up until the matter was resolved.
At this moment.
Under everyoneâs watchful eyes, the supernatural bus coming from afar began to slow down at this moment, finally stopping steadily beside the bus platform at the Changâan Intersection stop.
Itâs here!
Yang Jian silently thought to himself.
Quickly.
The bus doors suddenly opened, both front and back doors opening simultaneously, everything looking so normal that ordinary people wouldnât be able to tell this bus apart from others, seemingly identical inside and out, the only slight difference being the bus driver, whose body seemed a bit stiff, both hands steering unmoving, like a corpse that had died long ago.
In normal circumstances, however, no one would notice this issue.
âBoard the bus.â Seeing the bus door open, Qin Kai, among the messengers, immediately chose to rush onboard.
He knew there might be danger on the bus, but getting on first would undoubtedly secure a spot early, advantageous for the following action.
Not only he, but also Da Qiang, Old Eagle, Leuk Qingqing⊠nearly all rushed to board at this moment.
âWhat a bunch of reckless fools rushing to die.â
A cold snort sounded from inside the bus, followed by a person quickly disembarking, exhaling a sigh of relief upon stepping off and then attempting a quick departure.
He hadnât taken two steps.
The person immediately froze.
Because he saw someone staring at him.
âThe person in charge of Dachang City, Ghost Eye⊠Yang Jian?â
This person was clearly a ghost wielder, his gaze sharp, responding to that cold stare: âJust got off, I donât want to make a move. Do me a favor, let me pass with nothing happening. You should know what it means for me to be alive and off this bus.â
This was a warning.
Also a reminder.
For a ghost wielder to leave the supernatural bus alive, not only must they be powerful, but thereâs also a good chance that under the supernatural suppression of the bus, their own ghost has fallen into a deadlock state.
This deadlock isnât complete; over time, the ghost will revive, but for a short-lived ghost wielder, achieving this level is impressive, enough to fleetingly match up against a Captain Level figure.
Yang Jianâs gaze remained cold, staring at this ghost wielder who just disembarked.
Honestly, he didnât recognize this person, very unfamiliar, never even met before.
âYang Jian, this person is Ni Sheng, a wanted criminal, who once killed a city official⊠possesses a Ghost Domain, very dangerous.â Feng Quanâs voice came through the satellite positioning phone.
Though the voice was not loud, it instantly drew Ni Shengâs attention.
His expression changed dramatically, realizing something was wrong.
Yet in the next moment.
Ni Sheng only saw a crimson sight before him, his Ghost Domain suppressed tightly, striving with all his supernatural power to resist.
Seemed somewhat effective, as the red world before him was rapidly fading, not completely defenseless.
Yet in the next moment.
Ni Sheng felt a massive force pierce through his body.
âBang!â
A thunderous sound, the ground shattering.
A cracked spear appeared in front of Ni Shengâs chest without any suspense, pinning him dead to the ground.
âYang Jian!â
Ni Sheng wanted to struggle, eyes bloodshot, letting out a ghastly low growl, as if ready to devour, yet this was merely impotent fury. Subsequently, he felt his body lose sensation rapidly, even the ghost within him seemed stripped of its supernatural power, no longer appearing.
Without supernatural power to sustain, his life force quickly ebbed away.
âIâm not resigned, I survived so many dangers, only to fall hereâŠâ Ni Sheng was terrified, utterly unwilling.
He thought, after getting off this time, he could do anything outside, but unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped off, he encountered a Captain Level figure, no less than the most troublesome Ghost Eye Yang Jian.
âA piece of trash, the time before boarding is enough to eliminate you.â Yang Jian walked over coldly, wanting to retrieve the coffin nail while preparing to board.
Yet at this moment.
A bizarre figure came down from the bus, its presence seemingly dimming even the surrounding lightânot seemingly, but truly.
The surroundings were darkening.
The nearby streetlights, like candles burning out, were rapidly extinguishing.
âGhost?â
Yang Jianâs eyes suddenly narrowed, reflexively stepping back, not rushing to retrieve the spear from Ni Sheng.
He didnât want to meet the apparition walking directly toward him.
That figure, draped in black fabric resembling mosquito netting, was dense, obscuring vision, making it impossible to see the shape within or the face, revealing only a black humanoid silhouette. More eerily, from beneath the black fabric extended an arm covered in scars.
The arm bore bite marks, cuts from sharp objects, punctures from something stabbing through, even bruises resembling handprints.
Yet in the palm of this eerie arm was an old wooden paper umbrella.
The umbrella, also black, appeared exceptionally odd.
Clearly, the black paper umbrella was a supernatural item.
âThe Ghost Domain is being invadedâŠâ Yang Jian sensed that the ghostly eyeâs domain around this ghost was impenetrable.
As if something was blocking it.
This was a phenomenon of supernatural repulsion.
This phenomenon appearing only indicated one thing: the ghost was formidable and possessed a more potent Ghost Domain than his current one.
âCaptain, the bus is starting; get on, thereâs no time left.â
At the moment, Li Yang was standing at the bus door. He also saw the terrifying ghost that had just disembarked, yet now there was no time to worry about that. If they didnât board, the mail delivery mission would fail.
âDamn it.â Yang Jian watched the ghost with the black paper umbrella coming down, feeling an inexplicable unease.
He wanted to trigger the medium before leaving, slicing the ghost apart.
But he couldnât do it now.
Because the ghost had a Ghost Domain, Yang Jian couldnât trigger the medium, and even with the coffin nail, it couldnât ensure he could pin it down.
Unable to suppress the Ghost Domain, he couldnât effectively counter the ghost.
âFeng Quan, Tong Qian, quickly detain Ni Shengâs corpse. Ignore the ghost getting off the bus; this level of ghost is beyond your resistance. Let it leave,â Yang Jian said, swiftly retrieving the cracked spear, then flickering to the busâs door.
âLi Yang, letâs board.â
He hurried up with Li Yang.
Almost at the last moment, once onboard, barely three seconds later, the supernatural bus had started, the door slamming shut.
The rear door through which they had disembarked closed too.
The supernatural bus started again, slowly moving forward, then gradually accelerating, quickly disappearing from sight.
At the stop, only a ghost holding a black paper umbrella remained, along with the ghost wielder Ni Sheng who had just died at Yang Jianâs hands.
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