Chapter 128: Ghost Turf (Please subscribe!)

Author: The plane that fell into the water

Chapter 128: Ghost Turf (Please subscribe!)

"Ghost~"

Zhou Deng's eyelids twitched, and a huge sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

He had no memory of the figure blocking the car door. He didn't know when it appeared, blocking Zhou Deng's way to get in the car.

A moment.

Zhou Deng stopped. He was only a few steps away, but he didn't dare to get close.

He didn't dare to gamble. If he was lucky, he might be able to resist the attack of the ghost and rush onto the bus.

If he was unlucky, he would die outside these few steps, outside the bus.

"If you don't get on the bus, you will die if you stay. You must try again."

Zhou Deng, who was frozen in place, quickly calmed down. He heard the sound of the bus body being slapped. In a few seconds, the bus would close and leave.

He rushed forward again and headed straight for the car door.

In order to deal with the ghost at the door of the car, he took out a yellowed handkerchief, which exuded a strange smell and had a peony embroidered on it. It seemed to be used by wealthy families in the old days.

A strong wind blew, causing his cheeks to hurt, and he was almost unsteady. What frightened him was that the human skin mask on his cheeks seemed to be falling off. It was no longer firmly attached, and there were gaps.

Keep getting bigger.

"Cover it."

He gritted his teeth, not caring about the mask on his cheeks, and slammed the yellow handkerchief on the ghost whose back was turned to him.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he no longer had the previous composure.

The figure who had been facing away from him seemed to have noticed the strange movement around him, or maybe he was staring at Zhou Deng. He slowly turned around, revealing a pale face.

At the same time, the yellowed handkerchief suddenly turned black as if it was infected by ink, and fell to the ground when it was blown by the wind.

"Isn't it stuck?"

Zhou Deng was stunned. A huge sense of crisis appeared deep in his heart. His intuition told him that if he got closer to the evil ghost in front of him, he might die.

next moment.

The bus lights suddenly came on and the door slammed shut.

"Didi!"

After the bus closed the door, the horn sounded, the wheels turned, and it quickly drove forward, leaving behind Zhou Deng next to the door and Sun Xing on the side of the wooden door.

"Apparently, I made a mistake this time."

Zhou Deng's face was ashen, his brows were furrowed, and his voice was full of disappointment and sadness.

But what surprised Sun Xing was that even so, he still didn't despair.

In this situation, if it were another ghost controller, he would probably collapse on the spot.

"If you can't get in the car, you have to stay away from this ghost."

Zhou Deng's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly stepped back and came to the entrance of the bank, where he stood next to Sun Xing.

"Your choice is quite quick. It seems that you are a smart person."

Sun Xing, who was holding the iron rod, spoke up. He witnessed the whole process of Zhou Deng getting into the car.

There were no mistakes in any steps, and nothing was done poorly. If I were to blame, I would probably blame him for choosing to get off the car this time.

"Did you know if I could get on the bus?"

Zhou Deng turned his head and asked suspiciously.

"One thing must be clear to me. You cannot get on the bus from the lower door, otherwise you will encounter unexpected events."

Sun Xing said.

"Of course I know this, but I've been there several times. It's just that there will be trouble, but it won't be a big problem."

Zhou Deng frowned and said slowly.

"Then what if another evil ghost interferes? Wouldn't you fail this time?"

Sun Xing pointed at the thin figure not far away. The ghost had a pale face and looked like a young man. It was standing there with a folding fan in its hand and there was no movement at all.

But it was the lack of movement that made Sun Xing afraid to act rashly, for fear of inadvertently triggering some killing pattern.

"You were indeed too impulsive this time, but you don't seem to be panicking at all. This is a supernatural place. I'm afraid we won't be able to survive tonight if we stay here."

Zhou Deng looked at Sun Xing.

"I originally wanted to come down and give it a try. There's no need to panic. If you don't give it a try, you'll die. If you give it a try, you might still have a chance to live."

Sun Xing didn't explain anything. He stood by the wooden door and stared at the license plate on the opposite side and the ghost not far away. He had been observing and exploring the information of this bank.

"Do you really want to go in? I wish you good luck. I think it's better if I stay here and wait for the bus."

Zhou Deng's face was full of surprise. He felt that staying outside was much better than going to an unknown supernatural place. At least it seemed safer outside.

Hmm? Safe?

Zhou Deng suddenly felt a chill on his face, and a chill suddenly rose from his heart. His pupils shrank. Under the license plate not far from him, a water stain appeared at some point. On the stone slab next to him, there was also a water stain.

There was a series of wet footprints.

Ghost~

When did you come?

Before he could think about it, the fierce ghost holding the folding fan suddenly made a move, turned around, and started walking slowly. The pace was very slow, but the direction seemed to be towards him.

Targeting me?

"Do you still think it's safe outside now?"

Sun Xing's pupils burned, shining brightly in the dark night, like a bright light. He also noticed the puddle of water under the license plate. There was also moisture on his cable, which was covered by the fire and disappeared in an instant.

"It's too dangerous here."

Zhou Deng's face turned pale, and it seemed that frost had begun to form. His breath was filled with cold air, and his eyebrows were covered with a thin layer of frost.

This is definitely not the ability of the folding fan ghost, it seems to be the work of the water stain under the license plate.

If this continued, he felt that he might not even be able to wear the human skin mask.

But how many seconds have only passed?

Sun Xing's feeling was not much better. He was trembling all over, and the will-o'-the-wisps were covering his body, constantly burning away the dripping water stains. However, the chill on his body became more and more intense, as if there was a ball of frost raging in his body, and his whole body

Even the bones were frozen.

"If this continues, I will die here. Just wish yourself well. My goal is this bank."

Although Sun Xing cannot die for the time being, he is not willing to wait for death for no reason. At the moment, he feels that if he stays here, he will be completely frozen to death in less than a minute.

He had just observed that although this bank was extremely weird, it was able to isolate supernatural powers. His red eyes were separated by a wooden door, but he could not see through the scene inside. His ability to see through failed here.

Even his ghost realm cannot be reached.

But thinking about it, he felt relieved. Isn't this a characteristic of a supernatural place?

Although the paint on the wooden door next to him was a little faded, it still couldn't cover up the strange smell emanating from it. Looking at the folding door, Sun Xing felt inexplicably nervous.

Separated by a door, it seems that everything is buried.

He touched it with his palm and touched the wooden door for the first time.

There was no movement, just like a wooden door in an ordinary farmer's house. With a little force, the door slowly opened with a creak.

As soon as the door was opened, a smell of dust rushed out.

With a cautious attitude, Sun Xing only opened a crack. He looked inside through the crack in the door. It was very dark inside, and the thick bluestone was covered with dust. It seemed that as long as he walked a little longer, the dust would float away.

into the air, or even inhaled into the body.

His red eyes were dark and seemed to have lost their function. In front of him was an ancient courtyard. He didn't know what objects were placed there. The whole courtyard was very big. Sun Xing looked in through the crack in the door and could only see hazy things.

one slice.

Like an ordinary person at night, his vision was greatly disturbed, or it could be said that the red pupil's vision function was affected, but the will-o'-the-wisp was still there.

"Brother Sun, what's going on inside? I'm freezing to death."

Zhou Deng stood outside the wooden door, shivering from the cold.

Visible to the naked eye, a layer of ice flowers appeared from his hair and gradually covered his whole body. Zhou Deng curled up and his voice was trembling.

He really couldn't hold it anymore. If it was just a ghost, he would rather die near this license plate than go to this weird bank. This was his original plan.

But when he found that the devil with the folding fan in his hand was still approaching him, he immediately couldn't sit still.

Damn supernatural places, as long as it allows me to survive now, I will go anywhere!
To be continued...