"These two guys can actually talk. Are they humans or ghosts?" A passenger at the back of the carriage glanced at Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan with vague eyes, unable to conceal the fear in his eyes.
Ghosts have no intelligence.
This is the general knowledge of most ghost masters. They do not understand some deep-seated things, nor can they accept those things.
"But the ghosts controlled by the ghost controller will not be counted in the number of passengers. Alas, forget it, it is useless to think too much about these things."
"Fifteen seats are already occupied. I can only hope that these two guys get off the bus quickly, or there will be nothing to get on the bus in the next few stops." This passenger thought.
In the previous stops, all kinds of ghost things on the ghost bus gradually got off, which made the passenger happy for a long time. After all, the seats here are limited. The fewer things on the bus, the more full it will be during the rest of the journey. The probability is also smaller.
Who would have thought that two terrifying things would get on the bus at once, occupying nine positions at once. Although it is still some distance from being fully loaded, who knows how many ghosts or people will be ready to get on the bus in the next few stops.
There were enough seats, and Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan didn't bother to care about the passengers. They casually found a seat and sat down.
"You really don't plan to drive this ghost bus? This thing is a pretty good supernatural item. It can not only enter supernatural places, but also drive into ghosts. Many scary ghosts will freeze under the impact of the ghost bus." Jiang Lan pointed to the vacant driving seat, with a hint of temptation in her words.
"Needless to say, I have no interest in this thing. If you have an idea, you can drive it yourself. Of course, the time is not now. When I finish my work, you can do whatever you want with the ghost bus." Wang Chaling He replied that he really had no idea about the ghost bus, that is, it was just used as a means of transportation.
Furthermore, Jiang Lan didn't really want Wang Chaling to drive the supernatural bus. She was just testing Wang Chaling's attitude. If Wang Chaling had any ideas, then Jiang Lan would naturally have no more ideas.
But now Wang Chaling directly stated that he had no idea, and sent a signal to Jiang Lan: "In that case, I won't be polite."
Jiang Lan directly expressed her thoughts. She was indeed interested in this ghost bus. In fact, she had wanted to be a driver before, but she was not strong enough, so she left it alone.
"As you wish." Wang Chaling said casually, looking at the world outside the window. Modern buildings were gradually disappearing, and the road the bus traveled on changed from a wide road to a narrow dirt road with potholes and stones.
This supernatural bus has broken away from reality and entered a supernatural place. It goes back and forth from station to station, transporting batches of passengers to their destinations.
On both sides of the narrow dirt road are large tracts of agricultural land, which are planted with various plants, including rice, wheat, corn, peas, peach trees, pear trees... Wang Chaling alone can name ten of them. Remaining species.
Distorted human faces appeared on the plants, and from time to time, human figures would pass by in the farmland, but they disappeared so fleetingly that people couldn't help but wonder if they were hallucinating.
But Wang Chaling can be sure that it is real and not an illusion. There are living people in this supernatural place.
"Ghost Farm is a large-scale supernatural place. The manager I know is named Zhang Min, but he has been dead for more than ten years. I heard that he had already cultivated an heir during his lifetime." Jiang Lan said with a hint of nostalgia. She said that she has memories of many supernatural places.
"Cultivating heirs? Aren't these old people pinning their hopes on this era and blocking the inheritance? They just block the supernatural land." Wang Chaling asked.
"People are also divided. Although Zhang Dong, Luo Qian and Sister Meng believe that they should not leave too much inheritance and let people of the new era walk a unique path, there are always people who have other ideas."
"Although Sister Meng and the others were overbearing, considering some factors and the fact that there were very few people with ideas, they finally acquiesced to the actions of some people and did not directly stop them." Jiang Lan explained that she was not able to directly participate in the era when the supernatural was blocked. , but because she has good relationships with some people, she still knows a lot of inside stories.
The conversation between the two was not too loud, and the distance between them was very close. Even if they were in the same carriage, the two people behind them could not hear it, so Jiang Lan did not care about revealing some secrets.
Wang Chaling can probably understand the intentions of those people.
On the one hand, cultivating heirs can provide someone to continue the balance of the supernatural land after their death, and at the same time, at some critical moments, someone can take action to protect this era that has not yet grown up. Of course, there must be some other factors.
For example, for future generations.
Although ghost controllers are emotionally indifferent, not all beings are like Luo Wensong. They clearly have great strength, but they have almost no arrangements for future generations.
Jiang Lan seemed to want to say something else, but suddenly found that the speed of the ghost bus had suddenly slowed down. Looking towards the front of the bus, a wooden sign stood not far away. This was the parking stop of the ghost bus.
With a clear sound of braking, the bus stopped steadily next to the sign, and the front door opened.
The car door faced a peach forest, and a strange aroma spread from the open front door, making people want to get out of the car and "have a big meal."
At this moment, a "person" sitting at the back of the bus suddenly stood up. It was wearing a coarse linen clothes and a black scarf wrapped around its face. Only a pair of evil eyes were exposed, and it was holding a hand. A hoe full of dirt.
It quietly got out of the car and disappeared into the depths of the peach forest. Vaguely, Wang Chaling saw a figure walking through the peach forest, leading the evil ghost deeper into the forest.
A ghost got out of the car, but in the next period of time, no ghost got on the car, which made the people behind the car breathe a sigh of relief.
In any case, a reduction in quantity is always good.
Five minutes later, the door closed on time and the bus set off again. The shadow of the ghost farm gradually blurred and finally disappeared.
Then there was a long silence. Jiang Lan fell into silence for some reason. Wang Chaling had no interest in chatting. The ghost bus kept moving forward in this weird atmosphere.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Chaling's eyes suddenly moved toward the window, and a lake slowly passed by in front of his eyes.
The bus was not far from the lake. Even if there was a layer of glass blocking it, Wang Chaling could still see something.
The lake was as dark as ink, without a trace of ripples on the surface, revealing an inexplicable evil nature. Several soaked "people" were standing by the lake at the moment, and the bus passed by them without causing any trouble. their attention.
"All the ghost slaves in the ghost lake have come ashore. It seems that the ghost lake can no longer sustain itself. It is estimated that there will be problems in some river waters before long." Wang Chaling secretly said.
The Ghost Lake incident was also an S-class supernatural incident. During the follow-up processing, the headquarters dispatched several captains including Yang Jian, Shen Lin, Liu San, and Li Jun to handle it.
Even so, Shen Lin was still caught up in the ghost lake incident and tried to control the ghosts. As a result, he was lost in his memory and could not return until the ghost ship incident was resolved.
"The ghost lake is almost out of control. I don't know how the people in Taiping Ancient Town will deal with it. It shouldn't be difficult to deal with this lake with the special powers of the spirit summoners." Jiang Lan also noticed the situation outside, but didn't care.
Wang Chaling shook his head. With the special skills of spirit summoners, it is indeed not difficult to deal with the out-of-control ghost lake. There should be many seven elders of the Republic of China who left memorial tablets or mediums in Taiping Ancient Town. As long as they are willing to take action, suppress the problem of the ghost lake. Not big.
But the prerequisite is that the spirit summoner takes action.
In memory, this generation of spiritualists did not summon souls to deal with the ghost lake. Before the next generation of spiritualists appeared, Yang Jian had already captured 40% of the lake water, and at the same time used geographical factors to temporarily seal the ghost lake.
While the two were thinking and talking, the bus gradually slowed down and finally stopped steadily at the edge of the ghost lake. None of the "passengers" on the bus had any intention of getting off.
Outside the car, two wet ghosts slowly walked into the car, and the number on the electronic display jumped from 11 to 13.
"I'll go down there." Jiang Lan said suddenly, then quickly walked off the bus and came to the edge of the ghost lake. He took out a small gold container, filled it with some ghost lake water, and then closed the container tightly to ensure the supernatural power. Will not be leaked.
"The current ghost lake is just starting to get out of control. It will take some time before it affects the outside world. But if you want to take the lake water out and leak it, it won't take time." Wang Chaling said.
Jiang Lan waved her hand: "Of course I know this, but isn't it wrapped in gold? One thing to note when you take it out later is that there is not much in the headquarters, but there are many safe houses built with gold."
"I hope so. Anyway, the ghost lake is out of control in your hands. Just don't ask me to deal with the mess." Wang Chaling has little interest in the ghost lake and doesn't want to get involved.
Jiang Lan: "......."
For a moment, Jiang Lan no longer had the idea of talking to Wang Chaling.
Wang Chaling was happy and quiet, and did not take the initiative to talk. He moved his eyes out the window, observing the strange and strange phenomena in the outside world.
Although they are all in a supernatural land now, it is only a matter of time before they come to reality. Maybe one day they will meet Wang Chaling. Now if we look more, we might still have an impression.
The scenery outside the window gradually changed. As time passed, tombs began to appear in Wang Chaling's eyes.
At first there were only a few, but the deeper the bus went, the more graves there were on both sides of the road. The densely packed graves occupied a vast land, and the edges could not be seen at a glance.
"Damn, why are you here again in this ghost place? Don't stop or turn off the engine, otherwise you will be in big trouble." Xu Feng and Lin Bei thought at the same time that they had just passed by this cemetery not long ago, and it was just a bus. The car didn't stop, but it was hard to tell this time.
However, the reality is exactly the opposite of what the two thought.
The speed of the bus was gradually slowing down, and with a sound of brakes, the bus stopped steadily in the middle of the road.
"It's time for us to get off the bus." Wang Chaling stood up. The Endless Cemetery was his first stop. He and Mr. Qin had already talked. The ghost bus would pick them up in five hours.
"Endless Cemetery, your destination is this damn place." Jiang Lan's mouth twitched, Luo Qian was not a good-tempered person.
Although because of the relationship, as long as they don't cause any big trouble, the two of them will not be buried in the cemetery, but they will definitely not be able to escape after a severe beating.
"To be precise, this is just one of the destinations." Wang Chaling said, there are many places he wants to go, but the Endless Cemetery is also one of the two most dangerous places in the destination.
"I was really fooled." Jiang Lan looked a little complicated, but she still followed Wang Chaling off the supernatural bus and came to Luo Qian's territory.
"Damn, these two people are crazy. They want to get off the car at this damn place. They are not looking for it even if they want to die." Xu Feng swallowed.
"At first glance, these two guys are not simple goods. If they dare to get off in this damn place, they must have someone to rely on. Instead of worrying about others, it is better to keep their position like this." Lin Bei said in a cold tone, The whole person was huddled in the corner, without any movement.
Xu Feng looked towards the front door. After Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan left, a large number of ghosts blocked the door and kept walking towards the car.
If we really let all those ghosts come up, even if there are ten more seats, this bus will be overloaded.
"Fuck, you always pretend to be dead when something happens. If it's overloaded, do you think you can run away?" Xu Feng cursed, but did not make any move.
There were too many evil ghosts, and there was nothing he could do.
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Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan both saw what happened to the two people on the ghost bus, but they didn't care about it. They just took a glance and turned their attention to the endless cemetery.
In this bleak world, a world full of graves, a clearing is particularly conspicuous, let alone a small wooden house in the clearing.
The wooden house is a bit old, and it didn't seem to be very fine when it was built. It also looks like it hasn't been repaired for many years. There is a draft on it and it will fall apart at the slightest touch.
Just when the two of them looked there, a man walked out of the wooden house. His appearance was unclear, only a tall and thin silhouette.
The moment he appeared.
The graves surrounding Wang Chaling began to change. The soil in the graves became loose and dented, and terrifying figures walked out of the graves one after another.
"This number is a bit too much, Jiang Lan, can we talk about this?" Wang Chaling said. He is not afraid of these ghosts, but there are too many and it is very troublesome to deal with them.
Jiang Lan shook her head: "This can be regarded as a meeting gift from Luo Qian to us. We must at least call him to be qualified to communicate. Otherwise, we will be dragged into the grave by the evil ghost."
Various strange phenomena emerged in this dim world, and horrific supernatural attacks came almost like a tide.
You call this a meeting ceremony?
The terrifying dead souls emerged. The second generation stayed by their side to protect Wang Chaling, while the first generation rushed into the group of ghosts and "slaughtered" them wantonly.
No grave soil was used, so it could only be regarded as a greeting gift.
(End of chapter)
