Chapter 961

Ge Jiazhi didn't dare to look up; he only used his peripheral vision to observe—it was indeed not right. If this were a late-night bus from ten years ago, it would be normal for everyone to be dozing off, but in this day and age, it's almost impossible not to look at a phone. And now, the only passengers on the bus were the two of them looking down at their phones—he didn't dare to turn his head to look at the ones sitting behind him, but according to Chen Yuzhang, they were also looking at them.

Chen Yuzhang didn't feel it until he said it, and after saying it, the two guys felt more and more that something was wrong, "The air conditioning on this bus is too strong." Using this as an excuse, Ge Jiazhi looked up and shouted in a low voice toward the driver's direction. Taking the opportunity, he scanned the carriage and didn't see anything, except that not one of these people was playing with their phones. Of course, no one seemed to be dozing off either; instead, he felt like these people were all looking at him.

The driver didn't say anything, but it was still so cold in the bus, so these two unlucky guys immediately stood at the bus door. According to their experience, they would arrive at the station soon, and even if this wasn't the station they wanted to get off at, these two didn't want to stay on this bus anymore. Because even now, the people on the bus, including the driver, hadn't said a word; it was abnormal to the extreme.

Relying on their fairly strong self-control, the two didn't make a scene by slapping the door and begging to get off, but tried to stand straight and get close to the door, "Eh? Why haven't we arrived yet?"

Turning to look at the driver, "We want to get off, right at this station." Both of them repeated loudly. The driver's head turned ninety degrees to face them and nodded slowly; he could actually drive without looking at the road. It's just that there seemed to be two lumps of things smeared on his cheeks, which was a bit strange.

The two of them broke down—at the same time, they also discovered that the passengers on the bus had all moved forward a row; they didn't know when they had stood up and moved.

Bai Lang was lying on the bed watching TV at this time, the corner of his mouth smiled, and his finger hooked, "It really turned into a ghost bus, damn it. Good! Start catching mice. Speaking of which, there really are unlucky guys getting on the bus; this is truly having bad luck."

Ge Jiazhi and Chen Yuzhang curled up. With a blink of an eyelid, those passengers moved up a row. Both of them were scared into two quails, curling up against the bus door, their mouths still chanting, "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..." At least they were chanting the Six-Syllable Mantra. At worst, had they not seen Peacock King? "Namah Samanta!" They would know how to chant it, right? At the very worst, at least chant, "Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, practicing deep..."

As for the Eight Great Divine Mantras of Taoism, that stuff is as smelly and long as Buddhist scriptures and not widely spread, so forget it; they couldn't recite it...

Just when these two were involuntarily preparing to pee their pants, a powerful piece of music suddenly sounded from nowhere, it seemed to be a very old song, a "Little Tune of the King of Understanding Entering the Array" sung by a bunch of country bumpkins, also known as the famous Song of Yang Man. The intense and sultry music sounded, and immediately even the yin energy in the bus dissipated, and the temperature seemed to rise by more than ten degrees directly...

"Hi! Young man!" A voice sounded, and four big guys wearing very little cloth appeared in the carriage. After looking at their lecherous eyes, Chen Yuzhang and Ge Jiazhi lost consciousness... Vaguely, they seemed to hear "Wow!", "How does it feel?" and such words, but before they could hear clearly, they didn't know anything anymore.

When these two woke up, the sky was already slightly bright. The two were lying on the ground hugging each other at a station about two stops away from home. At this time, there was no one around, their pants seemed to be half down, and their butts hurt a lot... but their lives were still there!

That was crying with joy, the two of them were streaming with tears, "Alive! Survived!" One thing that could be confirmed was that what they got on at midnight was absolutely not something good, it must be a ghost bus! Now looking back, damn it, they didn't even see the route number light board on the front of the bus at the time, they just got on out of habit thinking it was the late-night snack bus.

"The ones on the bus were ghosts, right?" Ge Jiazhi asked. Of course, he didn't need an answer. Chen Yuzhang nodded repeatedly, "Absolutely fucking ghosts!"

Now there was no need to worry; they got off the bus alive, just didn't know how they got off, and why their butts hurt. When recalling, it was a blank space at "Yang Man..."

The bus was parked quietly in the weed-choked parking lot, its position hadn't changed at all, and there was no other abnormality in the bus body, only that the cold, gloomy energy of last night was gone... Perhaps after a period of time, it would be cold and gloomy all over again, but by then, it would be the "Yang Man"s' turn to appear.

Bai Lang woke up and also nodded, "Problem solved, as long as it doesn't come out for a few days. This report can be considered audited and passed. Fierce ghosts have their own gays to grind them! Not to mention they are the best among gays!" Bai Lang's martial arts reached the divine; destroying an entire world would be just a thought, but he wouldn't do that. Using these little gadgets collected to solve it was truly full of fun.

Isn't this world a world of cultivation? Giving it a hand so it won't sink so fast is definitely doing good and accumulating virtue. "It's a pity that the origin of the world doesn't support the appearance of those super-strong guys, but being able to fight an evil god about to be manifested is a very interesting thing." Bai Lang smiled and played games in the room.

The phone was placed on the side. When there was a mission, Bai Jie would send it to his phone. Being semi-institutional personnel who don't need to work on-site is just that cool.

"Come quickly!" The latest short message was received on the phone, "Something happened?" Bai Lang put down the controller, grabbed the phone and put it in his pocket, went down and entered Lu Nu's carriage, pretending to drive to the office.

The atmosphere in the office was very tense because Bai Lang saw many people running around, some things that looked like magic tools were set out, and the team members led by Bai Jie who went to the school to investigate last time were all in the lobby, and had already put on their respective gear—all-black tight-fitting clothes, a coat on the outside, and equipped with various communication equipment and quick-draw pouches for magic tools.

"Are you guys preparing to go to war? Did the fierce ghosts riot?" Bai Lang was quite curious. Bai Jie saw him coming and immediately signaled everyone to take their things and go out. Three cars were parked in the open space outside, one Cougar, and the other two were large SUVs, and there were twelve people getting on the cars. It seemed that the team, along with semi-institutional personnel like Bai Lang, were all dispatched.

"Get in the car first, talk while walking."

So on the road, Bai Lang heard Bai Jie talk about this emergency mission, "You mean the hotel in the mountains has entered an active period? So we need to suppress it again?" Bai Lang extracted such a conclusion after listening, "And this place is evil. Every time it is successfully suppressed, there are multiple casualties, and the ordinary people involved are even more likely to die or go missing—nine and a half out of ten..." ===== CHAPTER 962 =====