On the eerie county town street, Yang Jian controlled the supernatural bus to stall, and got off to wait quietly for fifteen minutes.
This ti isn't long, but when true danger arrives, forget fifteen minutes, even one minute feels endless.
"The first ghost that got off the bus didn't attack anyone. It seems this ghost's killing pattern is harder to trigger. It's a good start."
Yang Jian saw the first ghost wander away from the darkness-covered bus and disappear into the dead silence of the town without causing any impact.
However, there wasn't just one ghost on the supernatural bus.
Soon, the second ghost was forced down from the dark bus cabin. As soon as it alighted, it seed to lose so kind of restraint. The environnt that was already gloomy turned colder, and the supernatural phenona intensified.
"The supernatural influence is affecting the surroundings, this ghost possesses a Ghost Domain, but the domain isn't strong enough, it doesn't affect for now."
Yang Jian squinted his eyes, using Ghost Eye to peer directly to the source of the ghostly activity, ignoring the environntal impact.
He remained unmoved, didn't act.
But the other people who got off the bus weren't thinking the sa, because they saw the second ghost didn't leave after getting off, but lingered nearby instead.
This situation is a very bad signal, indicating the ghost could attack people around at any mont.
"The second ghost didn't leave, it's nearby, and the Ghost Domain has appeared. Damn it, everyone be careful." said the man with the rotten face in a low voice.
"Shut up, say less. Don't draw the ghost over. You want to die; I don't." soone cursed imdiately.
Another person said, "Everyone keep quiet, don't move recklessly, reduce signs of activity. Our chance of being targeted isn't high."
The crowd thought it made sense, so they imdiately stopped talking, even slowed their breathing, trying to avoid ghost attacks in this manner.
Though the thod is simple, it's effective amidst supernatural incidents.
However, the surrounding supernatural phenona grew more serious. The town that was originally silent, at this mont, sothing rolled from the dim places right under everyone's noses.
"What kind of thing is rolling towards us? A human head?"
"No, it's a ball, an old ball."
"Don't touch it, avoid this ball."
They didn't dare be careless, letting the ball roll towards the nearby town, not daring to touch it.
However, once the first ball appeared, the situation spiraled out of control. A second ball appeared nearby, then a third, then a third... These balls appeared from nowhere, rolling towards them, and the numbers kept increasing. In just a mont, the ground around was covered with rolling balls.
"Damn it, so many, how to dodge?" soone was shocked and furious, yet continued to dodge actively.
"Bang!"
The mont a ghost rider accidentally contacted a nearby rolling ball led the seemingly solid ball to suddenly explode with a bang, splashing a foul-slling, sticky black liquid like sothing rotting and decayed.
"This is a ball made of human skin, very fragile, it explodes on contact. I wonder what consequence the explosion brings." the man with the rotten face was startled.
Thud!
But this thought had just erged when the ghost rider who burst the ball suddenly fell to the ground, his face ashen and eyes dim, losing life directly and dying on the spot.
"Now we know the consequence, the ball explodes and the person dies. It's a certain deadly killing pattern." soone was horrified.
Others instantly panicked too.
A small ball posed a fatal supernatural attack.
"Bang! Bang!"
In panic, more errors occurred, imdiately followed by two more cracks of exploding balls, with two more ghost riders unable to resist this certain deadly killing pattern, falling and losing their lives peacefully, with no pain on their faces.
"The numbers are increasing, at this rate we'll all die. Who has Ghost Domain? Use Ghost Domain to isolate all the balls outside." hurried cries rang out.
Soone imdiately activated Ghost Domain, yet those possessing Ghost Domain didn't save others, instead shielding themselves, disregarding others' lives.
The number of rolling balls on the ground reached an astonishing level, with nowhere to stand. In such a situation, relying on supernatural power to fight was the only recourse; no avenue was available.
Bang!
The sound of ball rupture sounded continuously, more people died.
This terrifying supernatural occurrence hadn't lasted long, but the ghost riders getting off the bus were nearly wiped out already.
Moreover, this supernatural attack was indiscriminate, not just targeting them but Yang Jian too.
Countless balls rolled from all directions now towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged, the Ghost Eye slightly revolving. He had many ways to respond, like the Ghost Domain, Ghost Lake, Ghost Shadow...but he chose the simplest thod.
The long spear in his hand was suddenly planted into the ground, and he leaped with force. His body soared up unnaturally high, then slowly descended, standing atop the spear.
The rolling balloons swallowed the spot where Yang Jian had just been, but when they touched the red spear, they didn't burst. Instead, they continued rolling forward.
"These eerie balloons are extrely fragile when they touch a person and will burst instantly, but they don't burst when they touch supernatural objects. No, it's not that they don't burst upon contact with supernatural objects, but they don't burst when they touch dead objects because the ground is also a dead object. If they burst upon contact, the balloons would pop as soon as they hit the ground, and they wouldn't be able to roll at all."
Observing the death of other ghost riders and combining it with the current situation, Yang Jian discerned so patterns.
The pattern wasn't very difficult; ordinary people could avoid such attacks by standing on higher ground if they discovered this. But the area near the bus was flatland, so one must go into the town to find higher ground, and that made the eerily silent town even more intimidating.
"As long as the ghost hasn't specifically targeted , it's not worth taking action." Yang Jian stood atop the long spear, avoiding supernatural attacks, waiting calmly for the fifteen minutes to pass.
However, his behavior clearly attracted the attention of other surviving ghost riders.
They weren't foolish and imdiately realized the implication of Yang Jian's actions.
"Head to higher ground, avoid the balloons." Soone imdiately dashed towards the nearest building in the town.
Although the town was bizarre, there hadn't been any ghosts appearing so far. This person planned to return after escaping this wave of attacks, thinking it should be safe.
"Even Yang Jian doesn't want to go into this town; I won't either. If there's no high ground, I'll use other people's bodies as stepping stones."
So ghost riders were willing to take the risk instead of entering the town, directly propping up a person's corpse. Under so supernatural influence, the stiff corpse stood upright, and soone imdiately stepped onto it.
"It worked. The balloon didn't burst when it touched the corpse. Yang Jian indeed had a sharp eye, discerning the pattern at a glance and avoiding the most terrifying attack with the simplest thod. If we had discovered this earlier, this many wouldn't have died."
They found the thod.
The few surviving ghost riders successfully stayed alive.
"There won't be more than five surviving ghost riders; most are dead. One person, in a panic, ran into the town."
Yang Jian glanced slightly, ignoring the survivors and was more concerned about the one who escaped into the town.
This ghostly place required even Sister Hong to ask the bus driver to wait specifically, suggesting its danger.
At this mont.
The lone ghost rider nad Zhang Qi, like the others, boarded the supernatural bus to handle the supernatural resurgence. Now, slightly panting, he arrived at a building in the town at the fastest speed, ascending the stairs to successfully evade the rolling balloons at the entrance.
"Damn it, the balloons are bouncing up the stairs."
Zhang Qi's expression changed, seeing the balloons had elasticity. After hitting the doorway steps, they bounced up as if consciously trying to follow him.
Not daring to linger at the entrance, he quickly continued up the stairs, reaching the second floor, where the balloons couldn't bounce any higher. These balloons could reach only halfway up the stairs at most, then had no choice but to roll back down.
"I'm safe. Once these balloons clear out, I'll return. This place isn't for staying long," Zhang Qi thought.
However, the rolling balloons at the entrance didn't disappear in a short ti. Cautiously, he paid attention to the situation on the second floor.
The hallway was narrow.
There was only a small wooden door, old and peeling green paint. There was no lock, seeming like a slight push could open it.
Through the crack, it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything.
"Is there any danger?"
Zhang Qi was apprehensive, but driven by curiosity, he cautiously opened the door a crack, peering inside.
He didn't want to stir up danger, only confirm it to decide whether to continue staying here.
However, upon opening the old wooden door, the scene inside caused Zhang Qi's eyes to constrict sharply.
Inside the room, stood row after row of people, neatly arranged. Their entire bodies were cold, and their faces were covered with yellow paper. The eerie yellow paper masked their features, barely revealing their outlines.
"So many...it's terrifying." A cold sweat broke out all over Zhang Qi, and his body stiffened slightly, an imnse fear nearly engulfing him.
Because the door was open, a draft blew out from the room, carrying a sll of burnt paper ash.
Suddenly.
All these eerie yellow-papered people twisted their necks, turning in unison to look at Zhang Qi through the door crack.
"I've been discovered."
Zhang Qi's whole body shuddered violently, with only one thought in his mind, to escape.
Escape as far as possible.
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