Chapter 91: The Hong Bai Shuang Sha Who Stopped the Bus

Bang!

Accompanied by a huge rumble, the bus seemed to have collided with something.

No, that's not right; the bus must have been hit by something.

As the bus happened to reach the area near the Old Forest, a Coffin and a Flower Sedan Chair struck the bus from the left and right respectively.

The bus, struck by these two things, immediately began to become unstable.

The interior lights began to flicker, as if they could go out at any moment.

Besides, after the emergency brake, the whole vehicle seemed to suddenly lose power, but thanks to inertia, the bus kept sliding forward.

Only the bus's speed dropped instantly, and kept getting slower and slower, almost to the point of stopping, while it kept emitting a harsh screeching sound.

"What's happening? Emergency brake? Could there be an unexpected situation?" In an instant, everyone became startled and doubtful.

Some even suspected that Yang Jian, idly, had suddenly pressed the brake.

After all, because there were so many Fierce Ghosts on the bus, Yang Jian, once he boarded the Spiritual Bus, stayed seated at the driver's seat.

"No, that's not right, it wasn't an emergency brake."

"Damned it, it's a stall; the bus is stalling."

Fan Xing sprang to his feet, terror flashing across his face.

Everything came so suddenly, without any omen.

The bus, traveling midway, seemed to suddenly develop a fault and outright stalled.

This kind of stall differs from a normal stall, but its nature is the same: the bus will be unable to start for a certain period.

The interior lights flickered on and off, sometimes out, sometimes flashing.

"Stall! What happens after a stall?"

Someone hurriedly asked, evidently having just boarded and not fully understanding this special situation.

Zhou Deng explained, "After a stall, the bus suddenly loses its Ghost Power and is left stranded on the Road."

"Then everyone, both people and Ghosts, must disembark until the bus restarts, after which we can set off again."

"I've never experienced a stall; I only heard about it from previous passengers, but there's no need to worry—stall durations vary, and with good luck it might restart immediately."

"What if luck isn't on our side? How long would it take?" the person asked.

Zhou Deng smiled, "It could be ten minutes, maybe half an hour."

"But what you should worry about isn't that; it's that when we stall and get off, the Ghosts will also get off, and once they do, those Ghosts will begin to revive and become active."

"What's the current count? Thirteen? Ha ha, thirteen Fierce Ghosts are getting off together."

"You can still laugh in this situation?" Liu Qingqing frowned.

Zhou Deng said, "No, I just find it simply amusing. Come on, I want to know how many people on this bus can survive after this stall."

Then his gaze swept over the others.

The rest felt dread in their hearts, their faces turning pale.

"Captain, look quickly, over there is a Flower Sedan Chair and a Coffin."

Yan Yan, with a composed expression, stood up at that moment; as the bus slid forward, he looked toward the spot where the bus had suddenly made a sound.

There, a red Flower Sedan Chair and a Coffin were parked.

"Also that Old Forest, ahead there's an ancient mansion," Yang Xiaohua anxiously pointed toward the depths of the Old Forest.

The bus kept sliding; despite the stall, it still managed to keep the interior safe.

Only the moment the bus comes to a complete stop will terror instantly descend.

After sliding for a stretch, within an Old Forest near the Road, an ancient mansion abruptly appeared.

The mansion was a wooden single‑story house; if the bus weren't so slow, the mansion would be hard to spot.

Its main door was tightly shut, as if abandoned here for a long time.

Yet atop the door hung two red Lanterns.

The Lanterns emitted red light, both conspicuous and eerie.

"No, could it be? The place we need to send the Ghost Courier to is here?"

The Ghost Courier on the fourth floor was instantly taken aback.

They hadn't forgotten that the post office's other mission required staying at this place for seven days.

This ghostly place, mysterious and unknown, bizarre beyond measure; not even an hour would be easy to endure, let alone seven days.

But regardless of their thoughts, the reality is that this Spiritual Bus happened to stall right beside this Road.

Through the adjacent woods, one could clearly see a winding path that cut through an Old Forest, leading straight to the mansion's main door.

The bus stopped.

The interior lights flickered more slowly, as if after the next extinguish they would never light up again.

"Everyone, as soon as the doors open, get off immediately, don't hesitate."

"All the Ghosts on the bus will start moving; then any action could trigger the Fierce Ghosts' Killing Rule, drawing the Ghosts' attention."

Yang Jian, wielding a cracked Long Spear, stood up and let out a low shout.

His rare tone revealed a hint of urgency.

At this moment he no longer cared to wonder what exactly had collided with the bus earlier, or what dangers lurked in the mansion.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. Time ticked by slowly.

The Spiritual Bus had already come to a halt, stalled by the roadside, and everyone waited for the critical moment to arrive.

That moment didn't take long.

Very soon.

Just as the interior lights were about to go out completely, the tightly shut doors suddenly opened.

Not only the exit door, the entrance door also opened.

"Move quickly."

Someone, unknown, shouted, and all the passengers surged forward, rushing out of the carriage.

"Go." Yang Jian also acted swiftly.

He did not exit through the exit door, but through the entrance door, because after the Spiritual Bus stalled, it had lost its power, and where one boarded or alighted no longer mattered.

Of course, he was not the only one with that thought.

Fan Xing also rushed out through the entrance door.

As an ordinary person, Yang Xiaohua also noticed this detail; she dared not fight for the exit door, lest she be crushed.

So at the moment the door opened, she followed right behind Yang Jian.

Once the Spiritual Bus stalled, one could not stay on it; if one forced oneself to remain, the passengers would meet a terrible misfortune.

Not to mention there were thirteen Ghosts stirring on the bus.

As the bus completely stalled, the instant the doors opened, all the passengers on board had only one thought: to get off as quickly as possible.

As soon as the doors opened, a Ghost Tamer rushed out first, and fled at the fastest speed away from the bus.

Yang Jian's movements were swift.

After he got off, he immediately employed Ghost Domain; his front foot left, and his rear foot already appeared dozens of meters away.

He still kept his guard at this distance; according to his nature, he would need to be at least several tens of kilometers away to feel safe.

But he could not do so, because the Old Mansion was nearby, and he feared that going too far would bring other dangers.

"How many of the others can get down?"

Yang Jian stared at the area around the bus, observing the number of people alighting.

"Ah!"

A wailing cry came from the darkness‑shrouded carriage; a passenger had triggered the Fierce Ghost's Killing Rule, and before alighting had already suffered a terrible attack, clearly meeting a misfortune.

"Damn it, that thing is coming at me."

Someone else turned pale; although they had gotten off, they were targeted by the Fierce Ghost, leaving a trail of wet footprints.

The Fierce Ghost that boarded at the previous stop in the heavy rain began its Ghost's Killing.

The one targeted was also a Ghost Tamer; this person had clearly run off the bus first, yet for unknown reasons became the Fierce Ghost's target, which left him both shocked and terrified.

However, this was good news for the others.

Because until he is killed, the Fierce Ghost should not act against anyone else.

Yang Jian saw this, he knew he couldn't just stand by, and he instantly employed Ghost Domain.

Hong Bai Shuang Sha covered the scene, and he quickly brought Yan Yan and Yang Xiaohua, who were still inside the bus, out—especially Yang Xiaohua, an ordinary person. She was holding a Special Balloon given by the Ghost Post Office; only ordinary people can hold that, and if she died it would be troublesome.

Yang Jian didn't think the Ghost Post Office would hand out a meaningless Supernatural Artifact.

Noticing Yang Jian, many escaped Ghost Tamers flocked toward this side.

"Liu Qingqing hasn't arrived yet, is she dead?" Wang Feng whispered amid the crowd.

The old eagle said, "I don't know; she seems to have been attacked by a Ghost, her life status unclear, but she shouldn't die that easily."

"Anyway, I only saw Qin Kai die, a frozen female corpse entangled, while Da Qiang was still alive; he got off quickly and immediately put distance, not being targeted by the Fierce Ghost."

"What surprised me was that the ordinary person named Yang Xiaohua was still alive; that's truly uncanny."

Then he looked again at Yang Xiaohua at the front of the crowd, holding a red balloon.

An ordinary person went from the second floor to the fourth, survived three stops, and even after the stall was not killed by a Ghost; she was like a koi, luck exploding.

"Perhaps Yang Jian looked after her; she, like Yan Yan, is one of Yang Jian's people," Wang Feng said.

"Perhaps," Lao Ying's expression shifted slightly; his palm was tucked into his sleeve, tightly gripping an old gun.

In this situation, he didn't know if this thing could still serve any purpose.

Yang Jian carefully inspected the survivors, and to his surprise, there were still twenty people alive on the scene.

"Forget it, let's first go see what's over there."

Yang Jian looked to the other side of the Highway, where a Flower Sedan Chair and a Coffin, having collided with the bus, now lay on the ground.

Although the distance was some, Yang Jian could see that the people lying on the ground all had a strange bluish‑black complexion.

Obviously, whether they were carrying the Coffin or the Flower Sedan Chair, they were Fierce Ghosts.

Even within the Coffin and the Flower Sedan Chair there might be a Ghost.

"That Flower Sedan Chair and that Coffin stopped the bus; even without contact, I can sense great danger."

Fan Xing noticed Yang Jian's gaze; he also looked toward the Flower Sedan Chair and Coffin parked on the Highway behind, his eyes full of dread, clearly not wanting to approach.

This was the bus being stopped by a collision, not the bus colliding with a Fierce Ghost to stop.

"Yang team, are you going to check over there?"

Yang Jian nodded; the Flower Sedan Chair and Coffin reminded him of something very bad.

However, just as he was about to move forward, from inside the Flower Sedan Chair a figure dressed in a Wedding Dress stepped out.

Yang Jian used Ghost Eye to try to see the distant situation, because he was very familiar with that figure.

But as soon as Ghost Eye faced that direction, it voluntarily shut, as if unwilling to look.

"Is this... the Ghost Bride?"

Sensing Ghost Eye close on its own, Yang Jian's complexion changed; he hurriedly looked behind.

Behind him, the Old Mansion had two large red Lanterns hanging; though slightly different, they resembled the Old Mansion in the background of the Ghost Bride portrait he once obtained from the Ghost Cabinet.

Moreover, he vaguely recalled that the first time he saw the Ghost Bride, she also emerged from an Old Mansion.

"Damn it, there can't be any connection, right?"

Yang Jian surveyed the direction the Flower Sedan Chair was moving; where the Chair and Coffin stopped, there was also a path leading to an Old Mansion deep within the Old Forest.

At a glance, that Ghost Bride looked just like a marriage procession that had just been taken out of that Old Mansion.

"If that is the Ghost Bride, then that Coffin should be the White Evil, right? If it's the Red and White Double Evil, no wonder it could crash and stop the Spiritual Bus."

"The direction the White Evil is moving toward also seems to be this Old Forest!"

Yang Jian felt a chill in his heart; the old woman from Room 301 boarded the Spiritual Bus, already casting a layer of gloom over him.

At this moment, the arrival of the Red and White Double Evil made him feel a tremor, as if he might die in this Old Mansion.

"Speaking of it, every Ghost Courier mission from the Ghost Post Office is extremely strange."

Yang Jian stared at the Old Mansion deep within the Old Forest, his eyes full of dread.

Since he entered the Ghost Post Office, his first delivery was to an old woman in Da Hai City whose deceased family member was being mourned.

The second delivery was to Room 301, where he likewise encountered an old woman who had just died not long ago.

But this time the old woman was even more terrifying, nearly wiping out their whole group.

The third delivery was to this ancient mansion.

Here, he encountered the Fierce Ghost revived from the dead old woman of Room 301, and the Red and White Double Evil that blocked the bus.

"A person who just died not long ago, a funeral and marriage procession team."

"In this Old Mansion, there must be an even more terrifying elder who just died, right?"

They need to stay in this Old Mansion for seven days this time, an extremely inauspicious number, since folklore speaks of souls returning on the seventh day.

"Captain? Still need to go?"

Yan Yan walked over, also noticing the figure emerging from the Flower Sedan Chair in the distance.

"That's the Red and White Double Evil," Yang Jian did not answer, but whispered six characters.

Upon hearing, not only Yan Yan, but the others also changed expression.

"Wait, didn't I remember that the Red and White Double Evil had already been dealt with by Headquarters?" asked someone who had been on the bus for a long time and had no contact with the outside.

"The Red and White Double Evil has broken free, now defined as the world's most dangerous, most harmful Supernatural Incident, even surpassing the scope of S-level Paranormal Event, and designated by Headquarters as an X-level Paranormal Event."

Fan Xing kept a composed face as he explained to everyone; he is the person in charge at Headquarters, so he can still obtain some external information through Headquarters.

Things like the commotion that broke out in Da Dong City, such a big matter, he naturally also knows about.

"X-level? That's the Unknown level, an incomprehensible Supernatural Incident," someone murmured softly, the calm in their eyes gradually fading.

There's no way around it; at this critical moment, with such a Supernatural Incident appearing, who wouldn't be scared.

"Let's go, first enter that ancient mansion," Yang Jian said with a steady face, without continuing the discussion.

"It's almost midnight twelve; if we can't reach that ancient mansion before then, no one knows what will happen."

Yang Jian said to those Ghost Couriers.

"Others, if you want to follow me, you may, but in that Ghost Mansion, don't act recklessly."

"As for those who don't want to follow me, figure out how to protect yourselves."

Hearing this, everyone uniformly chose to follow Yang Jian.

With the Red and White Double Evil appearing, no one wanted to wait here for the Spiritual Bus to Restart.

Now the Ghost Bride has stepped out of the Flower Sedan Chair; who knows when they will start Ghost's Killing? This harm and danger surpass S-level Paranormal Event; if they awaken before the bus, that would be trouble.

Just as the group prepared to advance, beside the Ghost Bride, a white figure stood up.

"Bad, the White Evil has also revived," Yan Yan hurriedly warned Yang Jian.

"Move faster, we must leave this Old Forest as soon as possible; this place is very unusual."

Yang Jian whispered, quickening his steps toward the ancient mansion deeper in the Old Forest.

"I'm afraid staying too long will cause an accident; the danger hasn't appeared yet, so this is an opportunity for us."

He walked at the front, daring not to use the Ghost Domain, and voluntarily closed his Ghost Eye.

Because when he previously maintained the Ghost Domain, he felt something in this Old Forest watching him.

That feeling was chilling, so he didn't want his Ghost Eye to wander, avoiding provoking entities that must not be provoked.

Moreover, the Red and White Double Evil were still in the distance; although these two ghosts seemed unable to act for a short time due to colliding with the bus, his Ghost Eye still dared not open toward that direction.

Under all these circumstances, even though his Ghost Eye now wasn't unusable as in the Ghost Frame's Ghost Domain, he still dared not use it.

The other Ghost Couriers, seeing Yang Jian quicken his pace, hurriedly followed, fearing to fall too far behind.

This time, after entering the Old Forest, no one chose to turn back and wait for the Spiritual Bus.

Because after the Ghost Bride stepped out of the Flower Sedan Chair, the White Evil also revived, remaining in this forest, likely to be targeted.

Compared to staying here, it's better to go into the ancient mansion; perhaps inside there are terrifying Fierce Ghosts that can suppress the Red and White Double Evil.

"The Spiritual Bus is truly terrifying."

At this moment, on the Highway, Zhang Hao passed the Ghost Bride and Restarted.

In fact, this collision not only affected him, but the Ghost Bride also suffered some suppression.

Fortunately, this collision was merely an attack, not enough to completely suppress Zhang Hao; at most he would lose mobility for a short time.

Moreover, the Ghost Frame did not appear here; the Ghost Frame was the reason he dared to collide with the bus, even though the Ghost Bride and he were suppressed.

Even if a real problem arose, the Ghost Bride could Restart from the Frame, and Zhang Hao could likewise Restart through the Ghost Bride.

(End of Chapter)