Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 42 Old Qin's Actions
The kick, imbued with the eerie power of a bus, pierced through the body of the strange black shadow once more. The next moment, the shadow vanished into black smoke.

Fortunately, Li Hui was mentally prepared, and the kick he made didn't actually use much force, which prevented him from losing his balance.

Followed by.

Li Hui followed the same method and dispersed all the dozen or so eerie black shadows. The process went smoothly. For this kind of supernatural being, which was similar to a ghost slave, the supernatural power of the 30% bus was so strong that it was unreasonable. It would be dispersed the moment it came into contact with the ghost.

finally.

Of the dozen or so eerie black shadows that emerged from the wooden wall, only three remained.

This explains why the true source of the evil spirit lies among these three.

boom!
However, just as Li Hui was preparing to suppress and deal with the vengeful ghost completely in one go, a dull thud came from behind him.

"It's that corpse on the ceiling!"

Li Hui glanced back subconsciously, his expression shifting slightly. He saw a twisted, deformed corpse, emitting a strong stench of death, lying on the floor of the hall, half of its body submerged in thick, black blood.

Previously, the corpse was only reflected on the ceiling of the first-floor hall of the wooden house, but now it has completely broken free from the ceiling.

"Click, click, click..."

next moment.

The corpse stirred.

It struggled to its feet from the floor, which was covered in thick, black blood. Because of its twisted and deformed body, every movement produced a cracking sound from its bones.

Tap tap... tap tap tap...

Besides.

The dull footsteps that had disappeared down the wooden stairs earlier rang out again, but this time the footsteps came from a corner of the lobby on the first floor, not from the stairs or the second floor.

The unseen ghost had somehow wandered into the lobby on the first floor, and now it was making noise again.

The commotion was getting closer and closer to Li Hui, and the footsteps were becoming more and more hurried, with an eerie frequency. The unseen ghost was rapidly approaching Li Hui, but it wasn't approaching in a straight line; instead, it was circling around his body.

It seemed that Li Hui was not yet satisfied with the vengeful ghost's conditions for killing.

the other side.

The vengeful ghost that fell from the ceiling also began to move, walking towards Li Hui. Because of its twisted and deformed body, its walking posture was very strange.

at the same time.

The remaining three dark figures also surrounded them.

"What's going on? It's like a vengeful ghost is getting on a haunted bus! I just replicated the haunting atmosphere of the bus, it's not a real bus!"

See this.

Li Hui's expression turned somewhat grim.

It wasn't fear, but a lack of understanding.

He felt as if he had mastered the supernatural power of the mummy bride's ghostly attack. Even though he hadn't done anything, he was always being targeted by the vengeful ghost, as if he had triggered all the vengeful ghosts' killing patterns in an instant.

Although he didn't understand it, Li Hui still took all the necessary measures.

He strode forward, intending to deal with the eerie shadow first, then suppress the twisted ghost, and finally confront the unseen ghost.

After all, what is visible is obviously easier to deal with than what is invisible.

Moreover, Li Hui had already prepared contingency plans, intending to escape from the cabin if anything went wrong. Although the wooden door was closed, Li Hui was confident that the cabin could not trap him.

The reason why they haven't chosen to retreat yet is mainly because Li Hui knows that the exit of the Ghost Painting is related to the vengeful ghost.

The strangest part of this ghost painting, set against the backdrop of an island city, is this wooden house. Therefore, Li Hui thinks that the exit of this painting is most likely inside this wooden house.

.........

at the same time.

the other side.

In the dimly lit, eerie place, two figures were walking forward.

Both were men, one old and one young. The older man looked to be in his sixties or seventies, while the younger man was probably in his twenties. Both had very distinct Western physical features, with blond hair and blue eyes.

"Grandpa, why do we have to invade from the supernatural realm? I've never heard of any masters among the ghost tamers in China. Even Ye Zhen, who is known as the number one ghost tamer in Asia, wouldn't be a match for you..."

Looking at the desolate surroundings, the young man spoke in fluent, fluent English, somewhat indignantly.

In his view, his grandfather had been a ghost tamer for over thirty years, had long since solved the problem of the resurgence of supernatural phenomena, and was incredibly powerful enough to dominate the Chinese supernatural community. There was no need for him to be so cautious.

"John, have you ever thought about this? We in the West have old-timers like me who control ghosts, but what about China, with its rich history?"

The old man responded in English as well, saying with a touch of seriousness, "Some things can't be judged by appearances, especially in China, a country that excels at concealing its true strength..."

"Wait, watch out!"

The old man, who had originally intended to teach his grandson a lesson, suddenly changed his expression, as if he had sensed some kind of danger.

next moment.

Two dim lights suddenly shone from behind them, followed by a strange horn blaring. An old bus appeared out of nowhere and crashed directly into the two of them.

The bus appeared so strangely and suddenly that even though the elderly man sensed something was wrong, he couldn't avoid it in time, and the two were involved in a car accident.

"Bang" sound.

The elderly man and the young man were thrown into the air by the old bus and landed in a nearby field, where they remained motionless, as if they were dead.

The old bus didn't stop after hitting them; it continued driving forward and soon disappeared into the distance.

inside the carriage.

Old Qin, his face covered in age spots, sat in the driver's seat of the haunted bus, while the original driver's body lay on the floor in the aisle.

Qin Lao seemed completely unconcerned about the car accident that had just occurred, navigating the vehicle with a blank expression as if he had done something insignificant.

That's exactly what happened.

In the future he 'foresaw,' the two foreigners would trigger a supernatural event that would cause considerable harm to China.

If I were still at the Ghost Rider Headquarters in Dajing City, that would be fine.

Since we've already chosen to come out, dealing with this minor problem along the way won't hurt and won't affect our future plans.

Here.

Under Qin Lao's control, the supernatural bus continued its journey without stopping. Although it was not traveling at a fast speed, it was crossing the supernatural land in an incredible way.

The distance seemed to be rewritten by the supernatural at this moment.

soon.

Old Qin then arrived at the first stop where he planned to park.

There is an old-fashioned bus stop on the side of the road, behind which is a winding forest path, the dirt road surface overgrown with weeds.

At the end of that road stood an old house, with two red lanterns hanging in front of it, emitting a red glow.

(End of this chapter)