Chapter 97 Passengers Get Off Wu Xian is also a man who has been tested for a long in front of these dead passengers, they dared not move at all. He only hoped that these twenty-two big brothers would leave quickly and not tease everyone's heart in the car. In case of a conflict. The only thing Wu Xian can use to save his life is his supernatural power - hard Qigong. Although he can be a real man for one minute, he will be at the mercy of others after one minute. As time goes by. Even the dumbest person would realize that the people around him are not living beings. The atmosphere was depressing and terrifying. Even Wei Dian stopped laughing loudly, only a stubborn smile hung on the corner of his mouth. The evil no longer hides. Their postures became more and more terrifying. Their faces were all uniformly pale, but their lips were terrifyingly red. A pungent smell came out of their broken wounds, and wriggling maggots crawled out, adding a touch of vitality to their faces.
Although this is vivid, you may not want to see it. "Ah...ah..." An elderly man had been shivering all the way. Suddenly, he covered his heart with his hands, his body twitched slightly, and he lost his breath, and his head drooped down limply. he died! The first deceased person in this blessed land appears. He was frightened to death. The old man next to the old man was evil and kept pulling at the old man's body, sometimes pulling him straight, sometimes prying open his eyes, or pulling open the corners of his mouth, and straightening his body. This hellish operation made Du E, Hu Yunkuan and other relatives feel cold, while ordinary people like Sha Xiuwen were on the verge of mental collapse. at this time. The sound of chanting scriptures could be heard from inside the car. "The three gods protect together, the eyes of all saints are clear, there will be no disasters and no obstacles, the heart of Taoism will be forever peaceful, the main sutra will be raised three times and recited three times, the Three Gods will forgive sins..." The person reciting the scriptures is Sister Qing with gray hair. She closed her eyes, waved the beads, and chanted the scriptures of the Three Officials sect aloud. As her voice sounded, the chaos in the car gradually subsided. This scripture seemed to have a calming effect on people's hearts, allowing them to gradually regain their rationality and courage, and their hearts became much more stable. Everyone endured the horror of riding in the same car with the evil spirit, and the time was gradually approaching midnight. Midnight is the time when the yin energy in the world is the heaviest and the evil spirits are at their most ferocious. What will these twenty-two evil spirits in the car do? Is it to seize the body? Or die in vain? Or was it simply an indiscriminate killing? Wu Xian soon saw the answer. The handsome guy next to him suddenly stood up and yelled at the driver. "I want to get off!"
“This is not the car to the destination!” Under his leadership, the other dead passengers also stood up and shouted at the driver to stop the bus. Their voices were sharp and piercing, like the howling of ghosts in the night. Guan Daorong, Qi Peiye, Su Mi and other ordinary participants all looked delighted. These creepy enemies are finally getting off the bus. But the family members' expressions changed slightly. Things can't be that simple. So many evil spirits come up, take a look around and then leave without anything happening? This is such an unlucky place. Wu Xian put the safety belt on his body with one hand but did not buckle it, and held the safety hammer with the other hand, ready to use hard qigong at any time, so that no matter what happened in the next moment, he could make basic responses. The screams of the dead passengers became louder and louder, but the bus kept moving forward, showing no sign of stopping. The checkered lady sitting behind the driver shouted. "Stop the bus, you old man! They are all about to get off. Didn't you hear me?" The driver, Lao Zhao, turned his head and showed an extremely ugly expression: "Stop, we can't stop, the brakes are broken, and... this is the fourth time I have seen that bus." brush! Something white flashed past the bus. All the passengers in the car saw that the white object was exactly the bus that had blocked the road before, and this bus had been circling on the cliff! Aunt He in plaid sweat immediately broke out. Suddenly, all the evil spirits turned around and faced the tourists sitting together, with a weird smile on their faces. "Time is up!" "We're getting off the bus!" They displayed ferocious postures, stretched out their hands towards the tourists, and screams rang out one after another. Wu Xian was ready. "coming soon!" Then, under Wu Xian's nervous gaze, the dead passenger fastened his seat belt. "?" Before Wu Xian could figure it out, there was a sudden huge force, and the bus overturned, broke through the railing, rolled down the cliff on the side of the road, and fell into the dark jungle below. …… The bus suddenly fell. Wu Xian was so frightened that he almost had a cardiac arrest. But Wu Xian soon discovered that this terrifying fall was not as dangerous as he had imagined. The bus was descending abnormally slowly. The dead passenger next to him was holding him down tightly, and a turbid black gas was wrapping him around. This made Wu Xian retract the hard Qigong he was about to use.
He was very familiar with this feeling. When the leader's residence in Fudi landed last time, his six daughters were still possessed by ghosts, and this was the way to protect him from falling from the building. Roll, roll...boom! The bus landed with a loud bang, and the evil spirits disappeared one after another. Wu Xian felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, and he had many small bruises on his body, but after all, no bones were broken, and his arms and legs could still move freely. He unbuckled his seat belt, smashed the glass with a safety hammer, and climbed out of the bus. “So this is how they got off the bus!” After climbing out of the car, Wu Xian first observed the environment. This is a gloomy and dark willow forest. At first glance, except for the cliff, there are thick tree trunks all around. The ground is covered with thick and slender fallen leaves, and the sounds of insects and birds can be faintly heard. Then Wu Xian looked back. The bus had been twisted all over the place, but all the passengers inside were safe and sound. They were climbing out of the bus one by one and looking around. Among them, Wei Dian and Guan Daorong climbed out of the car even earlier than Wu Xian, and their expressions looked relaxed. In the end, all 22 people on the bus were safe and sound except the old man who was frightened to death. Through the window, you can see that the old man's body is lying on the chair, blood is flowing from his mouth and nose, and his body is twitching from time to time, as if someone is trying to straighten his body. The scene was horrifying. But now it’s too late for everyone to care about the old man. The noise of the bus landing seemed to alarm something in the forest. Under the dim moonlight, there were vague shadowy figures swaying closer, and the cries of birds, beasts, snakes and insects became more mournful and creepy. Wow! A huge owl landed on the roof of a car. This owl actually had a human face! There were also rotten wolves with green eyes, corpses walking with difficulty, human skin lanterns floating in the air, strangely floating coffins... There were countless inhuman creatures that gathered towards the crowd. (End of this chapter)