On a quiet night, a dilapidated bus was driving on the mountain road of Lugang Mountain.
The three finally escaped from Gongyue Village and embarked on their way back.
In the driver's seat, Jiang Yan felt extremely tired, and the ghost bus in his body seemed to have fallen asleep temporarily.
This seems to be the effect of using the Black Blood Sword. This supernatural weapon also has the effect of suppressing the resurrection of the ghost after being used.
It can not only dismember the evil ghost, but also suppress the evil ghost's resurrection. It must be said that this black blood sword is a very powerful supernatural weapon.
Even a terrifying being like a tall and powerful ghost who is not afraid of the corpse oil lamp will be injured by this sword, leaving an index finger behind.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan looked at the steering wheel. The dark red and withered index finger was lying there quietly, exuding a faint corpse smell.
After being cut off, the index finger turned into an ordinary supernatural object, but its specific function is unclear.
I took the time to look at my phone. After connecting to the Internet, the time was synchronized.
The current date is still October 1st, and the time is not much different from when I first drove the Ghost Bus.
"It seems that time flows much faster in that photo." Jiang Yan pondered.
At the same time, he also figured out that the black in the well was actually the night in the real world.
"I should have thought of it at the time, but it's useless to regret it now. At least I escaped." Jiang Yan felt relieved quickly.
Behind the driver's seat, Liu Ming took the black hat man's phone and prepared to report the mission status to the headquarters.
"beep……"
The satellite phone was quickly connected, and Liu Ming said in a cold tone:
"I'm Ghost Blood Liu Ming, please call my operator."
"Okay...!" Upon hearing Liu Ming's title, the person on the other end of the phone was startled and quickly changed his route.
After the transfer, a cold female voice came:
"Liu Ming, why did you contact me so quickly? Didn't the mission just start?"
"Encrypted communication?" Liu Ming did not answer in a hurry. Instead, he asked cautiously.
"Um...this...is encrypted." The operator was stunned for a moment and then became serious.
"The mission is over, Gongyue Village has been imprisoned." Liu Mingdao.
"What? Are you kidding?" The operator obviously didn't believe it. In her opinion, even Liu Ming couldn't solve it so quickly.
After all, the Gongyue Village incident was rated A-level.
"The incident has indeed been resolved, but the horror of Gongyue Village is far beyond our imagination. Both Liang Yu and Feng An have gone offline." Liu Ming said calmly.
"Both of them..." The operator's voice paused after hearing this, and then he sighed helplessly. At this time, she had to believe it even if she didn't believe it.
"I will write a report on the specific details, but you have to help me apply for confidential file access first. I don't want too many people to know about the situation in Gongyue Village." Liu Ming said in a serious tone.
"Okay." The operator did not dare to neglect, because since Liu Ming dared to apply for confidential files, it meant that the secrets in Gongyue Village were very shocking.
If the file is obtained by a ghost master with ulterior motives, it may lead to extremely serious consequences.
"That's it for now, hang up." Liu Ming hung up the satellite phone decisively.
Jiang Yan, who had a driver's license, glanced at him through the rearview mirror, his expression a little solemn.
As if he noticed Jiang Yan's reaction, Liu Ming smiled and said:
"Why panic? You have made great achievements."
"Meritorious service? I don't like this kind of formalism. It would be more cost-effective to just give me a few tons of gold." Jiang Yan said.
"Of course there is gold, and the quota is probably not small." Liu Ming's scarlet eyes flashed, "I will recommend you to be the person in charge of Dachuan City when you go back. After all, Feng An is dead, and this position happens to be vacant."
As soon as these words came out, both of them were shocked, especially the man in the black hat.
"Responsible person of Dachuan City? Real or fake!" he said in shock.
He did not doubt Jiang Yan's ability, but he felt that Jiang Yan had only become a ghost master for a few days, so it was unreasonable to give him such a heavy task.
After all, having to deal with supernatural events in a city would seriously aggravate the resurgence of evil spirits. Jiang Yan only had one ghost in his body, so it would probably be very difficult.
"Responsible person? Why do I have to take care of so much?" Jiang Yan said.
He doesn't have the extra energy to take care of ordinary people in a city.
"It seems you haven't figured it out yet. It's not a question of whether you think about it or not." Liu Ming said with a cold expression.
"You have controlled the Ghost Bus and have the Black Blood Sword in your hand. As the saying goes, no one is innocent but the one with the jade is guilty. You will definitely encounter many obstacles in the future. And the headquarters can clear these obstacles for you." Liu Ming explained.
The man in black hat on the side also felt the same after hearing this. It is really difficult for a ghost controller to survive alone in this world.
Even if one completely avoids supernatural events, the ghost will revive in five or six years. For someone like Jiang Yan, who has only managed one ghost, two or three years is probably the limit.
"The headquarters can give you the method to control the second ghost, life-saving supernatural items, protection of your family, as well as rights and status. With your ability, you are more than enough to handle the supernatural events in Dachuan City." Liu Ming analyzed.
Hearing this, Jiang Yan was also a little moved. He really needed a way to control the second ghost now.
Moreover, the requirements of the ghost tank must be completed as soon as possible. If there is an identity of the person in charge, many things will go much smoother.
"Let me think about it again." He had to put the matter aside for now.
"Then think about it carefully. I hope to see you at this year's captain meeting." Liu Ming sneered.
"Captain meeting!" The man in black hat next to him took a breath and looked at Liu Ming in surprise.
This guy really dares to say it, as if he has already become the captain.
But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising. After all, with Gongyue Village's contribution in his hands, he, the man in black hat, might become an alternate captain, and it wouldn't be too much for Liu Ming to become the captain.
After leaving Lugang Mountain, Jiang Yan took back the ghost bus and the three of them went their separate ways.
The black hat man returned to his Da Dian City, Liu Ming returned to his Da Xiang City, and Jiang Yan took a taxi back to school.
It was already early morning in Dormitory 413 of Qinghui University.
The dormitory was a bit dark, with cool moonlight shining in from the balcony, and the gray curtains dancing leisurely in the night breeze.
Jiang Yan entered the dormitory quietly. As soon as he entered, he heard Chen Xiao's loud purr like a pig.
The furnishings in the dormitory are still the same as in the memory. Chen Xiao’s desk is full of beautiful girl figurines, the trash can is filled with paper balls, and Qi Xiu’s desk is filled with some calligraphy, calligraphy and paintings, as well as the circle god Alec stand... They are all full of The scent of adolescence.
Looking at the guitar he just bought on his desk, Jiang Yan sighed helplessly.
He could never go back to ordinary college life.
At this moment, a "chichi" sound suddenly came from the dormitory, a bit like the rubbing of plastic bags or newspapers.
Jiang Yan, who had just escaped from death in Gongyue Village, was very keen and immediately noticed the sound.
"Is it a mouse?"
It's normal to have rats in the dormitory, especially on Chen Xiao's bed. It's not uncommon for rats to make nests.
But Jiang Yan still looked around the dormitory warily.
Because the lights were turned off, the dormitory was a little dark. Under the moonlight from the balcony, everything in the dormitory seemed to have a light blue filter, looking dead and strange.
The night wind blew the gray curtains, and the dormitory was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"Chichi..."
Suddenly, the voice came again, and Jiang Yan immediately looked at the source of the voice.
That's Qi Xiu's bed...
