Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 211 Extinguishing the Fire
"what's the situation?!"

"Holy crap, what happened? Wang Liang, did you step on the brakes?"

One of the ghost tamers sitting in the front row saw the scarecrow jump out and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, explaining:

"It was a ghost blocking the car! But it was smashed apart, so it doesn't seem to be a real vengeful ghost. The car didn't stop, but luckily there was a driver, Wang Liang, who was pressing the accelerator."

After the bus hit the scarecrow and slowed down slightly, Wang Liang stepped on the gas and accelerated back up.

He frowned. They were almost at the seventh stop; he hoped they wouldn't cause any more trouble.

Wang Liang was quickly trying to figure out why the scarecrow had suddenly appeared.

It was indeed possible for a ghost to stop his carriage, but he had a vague sense of unease in his heart.

The one stopping the car was a scarecrow, and he had just dealt with a bloodstained straw at Liu Qi's place a few days ago.

'Could this be the source of the blood-stained straw? If so, this is troublesome.'

Wang Liang immediately fiddled with the lights on the bus, trying to escape from here and go to another haunted place.

They've driven through using the headlights; at most, they'll travel a little further, but the seventh stop won't change.

But Wang Liang's expression suddenly changed. He fiddled with the headlight switch, but there was no response.

The bus lights were not flashing, and were even gradually dimming, making the dirt road ahead barely visible.

"Damn it, it malfunctioned after just one bump?! What terrible quality!" Wang Liang cursed inwardly.

The inability to cross means that one can only cross this rice paddy.

Without hesitation, a thick, chilling aura immediately rose from his body.

With the supernatural assistance of the two movie ghosts, Wang Liang floored the accelerator, pushing the bus to its maximum speed.

He was trying to get out of this haunted place of straw that might be hostile to him as quickly as possible.

The bus roared forward, even giving the other passengers a strong feeling of being pushed back.

One by one, the passengers sat in their seats, their eyes filled with astonishment and unease as they looked at Wang Liang, who sat in the driver's seat with a somber expression.

It could be that the vehicle was moving faster, or the straw itself was shaking more violently at that moment.

The straw on both sides now resembled laughing and waving figures, subtly advancing and encroaching on the dirt road.

Snapped.

The bus's two headlights went out completely, the eerie path disappeared, and the road ahead was replaced by a large expanse of connected straw.

But the bus didn't stop, relentlessly crushing through the straw and forging its way through the land.

Crushed straw and rice ears flew onto the windshield of the bus, briefly obscuring the view before being swept away by the gust of wind whipped up by the speeding bus.

The dirt road disappeared, and the bus drove over a section of straw road.

The soil on the rice paddy ahead was turned over, revealing heads woven from straw buried in the ground, each head bearing a strange smile painted with dried blood.

A dozen or so cross-shaped scarecrows leaped out of the ground and rushed toward the bus one after another, completely unconcerned that they would be scattered.

Wang Liang jerked the steering wheel, trying to avoid the scarecrows.

However, even with his full power, he could only twist the supernatural object once in one direction.

The bus changed direction, but still smashed four or five scarecrows, causing the bus to shake.

The dim lights in the corridor inside the car flickered incessantly due to the vibrations.

The sight sent shivers down the spines of the passengers, who were terrified that the bus would stall in this awful place.

"Damn it," Wang Liang cursed.

Even if you change direction, there are already more scarecrows appearing in front of you, scattered in all directions in front of the bus, making it impossible to avoid them.

'The source, where is the source ghost? Smash it!'

Wang Liang didn't change direction; there was no need.

The bus sped forward, knocking over one scarecrow after another.

Wang Liang's gaze swept quickly across the surrounding scarecrows, trying to find the source. But the cross-shaped scarecrows that surged forward were basically the same, except for the different clothes they wore.

and many more!

Wang Liang looked into the distance and spotted behind a group of scarecrows that had suddenly appeared.

There was a special scarecrow mixed in there. The surrounding straw was swaying, and the scarecrow was crowding out, almost causing him to miss it.

The scarecrow's lower body was still made of sticks, but its upper body was the image of a withered old man.

It resembled a dried-up corpse, its lower body cut off, with a crude wooden stick inserted through its waist, making the viewer feel uncomfortable.

The old straw man's decaying and withered arms, like those of other scarecrows, were spread out to the sides.

His hands hung limply down his taut arms, and he wore a worn-out straw hat on his head.

Bloodstained straw stalks crawled in and out of the old man's gaunt face, like long worms gnawing on a rotting corpse.

A strange and eerie smile appeared on his lips as he watched the bus hurtling forward from behind a group of scarecrows, seemingly also watching Wang Liang in the driver's seat.

Without a doubt, this is the source.

"That damn thing."

Wang Liang's eyes narrowed sharply, and he immediately turned the steering wheel, ramming the bus into the withered old man made of straw.

Once the source ghost is knocked over, even if the bus stalls, this haunted place won't be too dangerous.

The old straw man seemed to realize that Wang Liang had discovered it. The soil under the stick writhed and turned over, causing the old straw man to retreat quickly.

A group of scarecrows also blocked the way, crashing into the bus one after another.

dong dong dong.

One by one, the scarecrows, imbued with supernatural power, were knocked over, and the bus, moving at full speed, rapidly approached the source of the scarecrows, unstoppable.

At that moment, Wang Liang even experienced a bit of the thrill that Qin Lao felt when he hit someone with his car.

But this moment of pleasure vanished as soon as it appeared, because the bus gradually slowed down.

Even if Wang Liang floored the accelerator, he couldn't change the outcome.

After multiple impacts, the bus lost power and was about to stall in this eerie rice paddy.

The bus is currently more than ten meters away from the source of the straw ghost.

But even at this distance, the bus could no longer make it.

"No, no, the bus is about to stall!" someone inside the bus exclaimed in panic.

"Get off the bus quickly."

"There are scarecrows all outside the car. Damn it, this time the ghost blocking the car is too fierce."

"We can't control it anymore. They might survive if they go down, but they'll definitely die if they stay in the car!"

Xu Feng and Lin Bei, sitting in the back row, also had drastic changes in expression.

One person rushed towards the back door, preparing to squeeze out.

Another person placed their hand on the closed window, preparing to climb out if the bus malfunctioned.

The bus came to a complete stop, revealing a female ghost with a patched-up face and a short, fierce old man with big ears and a large head on the seats.

The other people, along with several others who were suspected to be vengeful ghosts, got up and left their seats, heading towards the back door.

The front and rear doors opened with a bang.

Wang Liang, with a gloomy face, got up and got out of the car through the front door.

With the bus engine off, some rules no longer need to be followed.

Wow, when I wrote about the arrival of the film and television ghosts, I wrote seven chapters, which seemed like too much. I was always afraid that I would run out of things to write and that I would finish writing in a hurry. But now I find that I seem to have a talent for "writing nonsense". Haha (laughs very reluctantly). Tomorrow I will enter the place where the film and television ghosts arrive!

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