Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the mourning ghost did not get into the car.
But then I thought about the mourning ghost becoming more terrifying, and I hope I won't encounter it next time.
At this time, the number of passengers on the bus showed 2. But no ghost got on the bus, only an invisible ghost inside the bus.
According to this, the number of ghosts on the bus should be 1 instead of 2. There is also an invisible ghost!
Ye Xi also looked over at this time, but he ignored the numbers on the display.
"Thanks, Yang Jian!"
Ye Xi expressed his gratitude to Yang Jian for using the ghost realm to drive him there just now.
"I'm getting off at the next stop. Are you going somewhere?"
Yang Jian shook his head: "I stepped into this bus and want to go back to the real world. Is the next stop the real world?"
"That's not true. The real world will probably have to wait for several more stops. The next stop is where Wang Cai and I will carry out our mission."
"You can report the file of the evil ghost you met this time to the headquarters, and you should be able to get a lot of resources." Ye Xi thought for a while and said.
After Xu Feng and Lin Bei got into the car, they both lay dead one after another. The cries of the mourners were so loud that their resuscitation levels worsened.
"Thank you! If something happens in the future, you can come to Dachang City to ask for my help." Yang Jian thought for a while and accepted the favor.
Generally speaking, he had a very good impression of Ye Xi. After comparing with other trick masters at the headquarters, he did not have the arrogance and pretentiousness of other trick masters.
The bus continued to move forward, and the fog outside the window became thicker and thicker. The bus crossed an unknown distance to the next stop.
"Wang Cai and I got off the bus, see you next time!" Ye Xi said hello to Yang Jian.
He was not worried at all that Yang Jian would suddenly want to go with him, because Yang Jian was a person who was afraid of trouble.
After the two got off the bus, Yang Jian suddenly saw that the number of passengers on the bus had changed to 1.
He wanted to give a warning, but the bus had already started. He could only wait until he got off the bus and report the matter to the headquarters. There was nothing else he could do.
What caught Ye Xi's eyes were two rows of locust trees, which are trees with a strong gloomy air. Two rows of various stone sculptures were staggered with the trees along the road in the middle.
Most of the stone carvings are animals, among which lions have the most styles.
Red lanterns are hung on some stone sculptures, and the dim red light is the only light source on this path.
There is a quiet ancestral hall in front of a quiet path. According to the custom of some places, the stage is usually placed inside the ancestral hall. It is said that it means inviting ancestors and gods to watch.
The ancestral hall in front of us is like this. The eaves on the top are broken and weeds are growing all around.
There are two round windows, and the style should be from the Republic of China architecture of the previous era.
"Are you ready? It feels like there's a lot of weirdness here!"
Ye Xi's face was also serious. There was nothing simple about the things related to the Republic of China in the mysterious recovery.
Wang Cai took out several ghost candles. The green light of the ghost candles dispersed part of the darkness. A couplet could be vaguely seen in front of the door.
The Tao is sentimental and the Tao is ruthless. How do you think about it? The Tao is ruthless. The Tao is sentimental and requires thinking. Horizontal criticism is like life.
Ye Xi slowly pushed the door open, and the decaying and aging wooden door made a sizzling sound.
There were white sails hanging on both sides of the yard, and a half-broken incense burner with a few unburned incense sticks inside.