The ghostly realm was a scene of desolation, with cracks and fragments everywhere.
The middle-aged man charged recklessly, shouting, "Remember my name! It was Liu Mang who killed you!"
Jiang Qiao's face remained ashen as he dodged the attacks while simultaneously hurling lightning and flames at the man.
In addition, a huge sealing talisman, resembling a door panel, descended from the sky, attempting to envelop the opponent!
However.
Neither the "Lightning Thunder Fist" nor the "White Bone Fire" were effective against the man.
Or it could be said that the man was in a state of "invulnerability" at this moment.
All supernatural attacks were ineffective against him!
He tore those talismans to shreds with his bare hands.
Like waste paper.
This made the man named Liu Mang even more smug, his face full of mockery:
"You have many abilities, but what's the use?"
"In the face of absolute power, all your fancy tricks will not work..."
"Over here!"
Suddenly, he let out a loud shout and kicked out.
The next moment, Jiang Qiao appeared not far away. He was about to approach the man, but unexpectedly, his ghostly aura and stealth made him completely ineffective against him!
Not only that, although the other person's kick didn't hit him, it still made his body make a "crunching" sound.
The mere act of kicking him nearly broke his "invincible body".
Moreover, the damage reflected back by the "damage reflection storm" only made the man's trouser cuff twitch!
"Hahaha, come on, you piece of trash, come and fight me!"
The man burst into laughter, appearing extremely arrogant.
However, Jiang Qiao was not discouraged at all; on the contrary, he was overjoyed!
"This item can provide an extreme enhancement to the body."
"Not only can it pinpoint the source within the Ghost Realm, but it also possesses terrifying attack power, capable of destroying even the Ghost Realm, which exists between reality and illusion, with its bare hands."
"In addition, its defensive capabilities are also astonishing."
Jiang Qiao dodged and analyzed the situation, and was very satisfied with this supernatural item.
"The only problem is that he seems to have stopped using supernatural powers after opening the wooden box, and even the eerie winds have stopped."
"Can this item only be used for physical attacks?"
"Although this physical attack was quite outrageous, with a kick that hits the target, I didn't sense any supernatural fluctuations."
Jiang Qiao felt puzzled.
As the saying goes, "Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me," so he chose not to be ashamed to ask questions.
"You orphan, I've been walking you around like a dog, and you can only chase after me like a stick."
Where is your eerie wind? Where is your vengeful ghost?
"Let it out and bite me!"
Jiang Qiao shouted and laughed at the same time.
His smug look infuriated the middle-aged man, who yelled:
"Still dare to talk back!"
Seeing this, Jiang Qiao understood.
"Using this item might really prevent you from using supernatural powers."
"With him in the lead and me constantly running away, he had no reason to hold back."
"It's meaningless."
"So, only one last question remains: what price must be paid to use this item?"
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered.
He heard the man shout "You forced me to do this," which means this thing must have side effects.
only...
His gaze fell upon the woods not far away.
A middle-aged man wearing a shirt and with a receding hairline was walking towards them, carrying a huge wrench.
"It's the bus driver; he's back too."
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
He was filled with apprehension towards this driver who looked like an ordinary person.
The reason why people dare to drive around the world transporting humans and vengeful ghosts is not simply because buses are scary.
This driver is no ordinary person either!
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"If he comes to mediate again, it will be a real headache."
"At that point, you either have to give up or be prepared to have a conflict with the driver."
Jiang Qiao noticed that the driver's gaze had turned in their direction. Although there was no other action, it gave him a bad feeling.
"We must act swiftly and decisively; we cannot afford to delay any longer!"
Jiang Qiao's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks, no longer trying to evade.
Then, a limp infant corpse appeared in his hand.
This is a fifth-tier ghost infant that was captured in Luohan Temple before!
When the middle-aged man saw that Jiang Qiao no longer dodged, he immediately revealed a sinister smile:
"Why have you stopped running? Do you think you've found a way to deal with me, or have you already resigned yourself to your fate?"
"Perhaps you're planning to wait for the bus driver to come and mediate?"
He glanced at the driver who was walking this way, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.
"I'm telling you, whether you run or not, you're going to die today."
"You think the driver will come to rescue you? Dream on!"
The next moment, he charged towards the river bridge!
It seemed he also didn't want the bus driver to get involved in their confrontation, so this time he moved extremely fast, closing the distance to halfway in just a few steps!
All the grayness along the way is collapsing, being destroyed, and dissipating.
There's no point in Jiang Qiao continuing to hide.
Because in just a few seconds, the ghost realm will collapse, and he will be exposed to reality!
"Yeah, dreaming of a driver coming to rescue you."
Jiang Qiao echoed this sentiment with a touch of emotion.
Immediately afterwards, a chilling and eerie sound suddenly came from his mouth:
"I wish that all the supernatural negative influences on Liu Mang would immediately erupt!"
The sound was like the whispers of demons, or like a group of people praying in eerie, low voices.
The ghostly infant in his hand twisted and then disappeared from the spot.
And at this very moment.
The middle-aged man had already come up in front of him.
With bloodshot excitement in his eyes, Liu Mang stretched out his large hands and suddenly grabbed Jiang Qiao's neck!
Instantly.
Jiang Qiao felt a tightening around his neck, as if he were being bound by a rope.
Before those hands even got close, he felt a strong sense of suffocation, and his cervical spine kept making "crack" sounds, as if it was breaking!
Just as the bridge's neck began to twist irregularly and was about to break.
An indescribable aura suddenly appeared out of thin air, passed through the already fragmented Ghost Realm, and enveloped Liu Mang.
"Um?"
He immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"Could it be that the driver made the move?"
Liu Mang looked behind him and saw that the driver was still walking towards them in the distance, without making any move.
I was immediately relieved.
"Little thing, it seems you're making a last-ditch effort."
He looked at Jiang Qiao again, a vicious smile on his face.
"Die!"
Liu Mang exerted force with both hands, preparing to tear Jiang Qiao's head off!
However, the moment he made a move, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm:
"What happened? How could it be so fast?"
His tone was filled with panic, shock, and a hint of confusion.
soon.
Jiang Qiao saw a huge shadow emerge from the man's shirt pocket and quickly envelop him.
"If I remember correctly, that wooden box was in that pocket."
Jiang Qiao broke free from Liu Mang's grasp, took a few steps back, and recovered from his neck injury.
Liu Mang no longer cared about Jiangqiao.
He was anxious and terrified, and frantically took out a thick syringe and stuck it into his chest.
The enormous shadow had now completely covered him!
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The contents of this syringe appear to be designed to mitigate the negative consequences."
The thick syringe was very dirty, covered in grime, and the needle was rusty.
Jiang Qiao saw that the syringe was filled with a bright yellow, turbid liquid. Inside the liquid, there were several eyeball-like objects constantly churning.
If any hospital dared to publicly display such negative effects, it would inevitably attract heartfelt condolences from the patient's family.
But now, middle-aged men are injecting themselves with a full vial without hesitation!
Judging by the depth, it must have pierced directly into the heart.
The injection of liquid seemed to have some effect.
The figure slowly detached from Liu Mang's body, then swayed for a moment before returning to the wooden box.
However, with the departure of the shadow, Liu Mang also exited that semi-transparent state that did not exist in reality.
"Damn it, it's all your fault that I wasted a dose of medicine!"
The middle-aged man had just recovered when he looked at Jiang Qiao with a ferocious expression, his heart filled with resentment and anger.
Just a little bit more!
I was just a hair's breadth away from crushing this bastard to death!
How could something go wrong at a time like this?
"It must be you! You're the one who's behind this!"
Liu Mang stared intently at Jiang Qiao, wishing he could tear him to pieces.
He remembered that Jiang Qiao had just been holding a baby and muttering something under his breath, and it seemed like he was up to no good!
He was just too careless and didn't take it seriously.
"You'd better pray you die soon, because next time you run into me, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
It won't take long!
The man said through gritted teeth, clearly unwilling to accept the current situation.
But he knew that if he didn't leave soon, he would be in danger.
The wooden box is temporarily unusable.
Although he still had one item, Jiang Qiao's strange abilities made him lose confidence in fighting back.
So, without hesitation, we ran!
Liu Mang acted decisively. A foul-smelling gust of wind immediately lifted him up, and he quickly retreated towards the edge of the road!
Jiang Qiao stood still, making no attempt to stop them.
"escape?"
"Where to run to?"
"I wasted a peak fifth-tier ghost infant. Do you think my wish will end so easily?"
"Do you think you've reached the sixth rank?"
He sneered as he watched the middle-aged man quickly walk away.
Making a wish is a power of "Rule Tales," and once successfully triggered, it will definitely affect the other person.
Out of caution, he didn't even wish for the man to die immediately.
Instead, they chose to unleash all the supernatural consequences levied upon him!
Because anyone who uses supernatural powers will pay a price; it's just a matter of how much or how little.
For example, Mr. Jiang, the price of overuse is that he can no longer use it temporarily.
Judging from the conflicted look on this middle-aged man's face, it was clear that the price he would have to pay would be considerable.
After you make a wish, the power of that wish will accelerate the process.
The difficulty of fulfilling this wish is far less than that of simply eliminating a master in a special state!
Most importantly, Jiang Qiao can take this opportunity to observe the cost of using the wooden box!
really.
Liu Mang had just left the highway when the eerie wind around him suddenly became intense.
Damn it!
A roar came, the voice filled with panic.
Jiang Qiao saw that the eerie wind surrounding Liu Mang, which carried him away, was beginning to take on a certain form!
"Can the wind, which is formless and intangible, also have a shape?"
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered slightly.
At this moment, the eerie wind transformed into pieces of brown, human-shaped leather, with clearly visible facial features and limbs!
These leather figures, holding hands, surrounded Liu Mang and made a "woo-woo-woo" sound.
Liu Mang's entire body gradually turned brown.
It seems they are being assimilated by human skin!
"That's about it."
Jiang Qiao glanced at the bus driver, who had already reached the back of the bus.
This thing walks very slowly, like it's taking a stroll, and seems to have no intention of getting involved in the conflict.
But who knows what he's really thinking?
"Let's harvest first and then talk about it."
A thick plume of black smoke billowed from the river bridge and spread outwards towards the highway.
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Jiang Qiao took a few steps forward and disappeared from the spot.
The next second.
He appeared beside Liu Mang.
at this time.
The once arrogant middle-aged man was not only surrounded and assimilated by the eerie wind that had transformed into human skin, but also had many threads growing on his body.
These threads wrapped around his body, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds.
"These threads seem to be able to control vengeful spirits!"
Jiang Qiao observed carefully and quickly noticed something amiss, a look of shock appearing on his face.
Among these densely packed threads, four were blood-red. Three of them were broken, and the remaining one was still attached to the skin of the Yin Wind Human.
Even a fool could see what was going on!
"The three broken threads correspond to the three vengeful ghosts I killed earlier."
Suddenly, a word popped into Jiang Qiao's mind—puppet on a string!
"I see."
"No wonder he can control four vengeful ghosts in one go, and it seems that this is not his limit."
"That's incredible."
"It's utterly unbelievable how he acquired this ability!"
Jiang Qiao exclaimed inwardly.
"If I could acquire this ability..."
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered; he was very interested in this ability!
However, he also understood that he did not possess the talent to integrate this ability.
If one wants to forcibly control it, the only way is through "becoming possessed."
However, in that case, he would have to bear the consequences himself.
Having gotten used to getting things for free, the ability to pay a price feels really uncomfortable to use.
"Perhaps I can turn it into a supernatural object."
"Frankenstein's genius hasn't been used in a long time."
Jiang Qiao stood beside Liu Mang, pondering how to utilize the vengeful spirit within him, and even revealed a gloating smile.
"You will definitely die!"
"It'll be decided in a bit!"
"Ren Tou Zhai will not let you get away with this!"
The man glared at Jiang Qiao with venomous eyes, wishing he could kill his entire family!
The next moment.
He pulled out a playing card!
"Holy crap, there's more?" Jiang Qiao was genuinely shocked this time.
Are you some kind of Daoist Duobao?
However, there's no time to watch this middle-aged man demonstrate how to use supernatural items now.
Because the bus driver had already boarded the bus.
"Give it to me!"
Jiang Qiao reached out and snatched the middle-aged man's playing cards.
"you..."
Just as the man glared angrily, a fist crackling with electricity struck his head.
The watermelon exploded!
...
After dealing with the man, Jiang Qiao used his Ghost Realm ability to move directly to the car door.
At this moment, the bus driver had already taken his seat.
Let's go.
Jiang Qiao waved to Ah Zhen.
Although this woman is a silly burden, at least her stance is relatively firm.
However, when he saw Zhang Ruilin standing there dumbfounded, he suddenly revealed a surprised smile.
Zhang Ruilin sensed something was wrong; a strong sense of danger welled up in his heart.
He immediately wanted to beg for mercy:
"Brother, just treat me like a fart..."
Before he could finish speaking...
A strange sound of wind breaking came from behind him.
"Bang!"
The scarlet iron rod slammed down on Zhang Ruilin's head.
In an instant.
Watermelon juice bursts forth once again!
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The bus restarted and drove along the road that stretched as far as the eye could see.
The driver, sitting in the driver's seat, gripped the steering wheel and made no comment on what had just happened; to him, it all seemed perfectly normal.
The middle-aged woman sitting in front, known as Aunt Yang, would occasionally steal glances at Jiang Qiao.
She had been hiding nearby and witnessed the entire battle between Jiang Qiao and Liu Mang. That terrifying supernatural power was completely beyond her imagination!
"Could this young man be from the ancient village?"
She had a guess in mind.
She had heard many rumors about ancient villages before, but she had never actually been there, so she couldn't really distinguish between what was true and what was false.
It can only be taken as a story.
But in all the stories, without exception, the people of the ancient village represent mystery and terror!
"I wonder which ancient village he came from."
"When I have some free time, I'll ask Ah Zhen. If I can get in touch with her, maybe I can ask her to plead with Village No. 49 on my behalf."
Aunt Yang glanced at Ah Zhen sitting next to the river bridge, feeling somewhat worried.
This mission not only failed to complete, but they didn't even obtain much valuable intelligence.
Now, only she and Ah Zhen remain of the entire team.
It was a complete catastrophe!
Once the people from Village 49 came knocking, they didn't even have a teammate to share the burden.
However, if Jiang Qiao could intervene and mediate, perhaps the other party would give them face and stop making things difficult for them.
After all, to the ancient village, they were nothing more than ants.
"The problem now is, how can I get this expert from the ancient village to help an ant like me?"
Aunt Yang was a bit troubled.
...
Jiang Qiao sat in a relatively "safe" seat and began to organize his spoils.
He had absolutely no interest in Aunt Yang, who had smashed Zhang Ruilin's head with a stick.
On the contrary, Ah Zhen and the two have already become friends.
"It will take me at least a month, or at most three months, to enter Wild Dog Ridge. Be prepared and lead the way for me."
Jiang Qiao said.
Don't worry, Brother Jiang.
Ah Zhen nodded hurriedly, indicating that she had remembered.
"Um."
Jiang Qiao nodded and said nothing more.
He looked down and started playing with a playing card!
This card looks brand new; you can even smell the ink.
The card itself is quite ordinary; the front features a Jack of Spades with an abstract portrait drawn on it.
The back features a simple dotted pattern.
There was nothing special about it, and no supernatural aura emanated from it.
"This thing was brought out by Liu Mang last, so it must not be an ordinary item."
"Judging from his expression and tone, he at least believed that this card could help him escape from my grasp."
"But now we can't find anything special about it at all."
"Apart from..."
He tentatively tore off a piece of the card.
It remained completely still.
This seemingly ordinary playing card is surprisingly tough!
This further illustrates that it is a secret.
"Is some kind of medium needed?"
After thinking for a while and not finding an answer, Jiang Qiao decided to put it aside for the time being.
Then he took out the old wooden box.
The wooden box has a very ordinary appearance; it is square and about ten centimeters long, wide, and high.
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Perhaps due to its age, the paint has peeled off, revealing the brown wood underneath. It feels damp to the touch, clearly showing signs of moisture and mold.
A faint, strange smell wafted from the box.
"This smells like human fat."
Jiang Qiao sniffed the air, his gaze sharpening.
He had smelled this odor many times, and each time it posed a great danger.
For example, the oil lanterns in the alleyway near Luohan Temple.
Once the fire is extinguished, vengeful ghosts will appear in the corridor and attack humans.
And in the small courtyard next to the lantern, separated by a wall, there is a mysterious and vengeful ghost, the Ghost Bride!
"I wonder what kind of expert could create such a supernatural object."
"It looks like it's at least a hundred years old."
Jiang Qiao carefully examined the box repeatedly, his left hand always pressing down on the lid.
He felt the wooden box trembling slightly, as if something inside the box was touching the lid, trying to pry it open.
At the same time, the entire wooden box grew colder and colder over time, and Jiang Qiao felt as if he were holding a block of ice!
"This box is a bit eerie. Even without opening the lid, the supernatural things inside can seep out and affect the outside world."
Jiang Qiao's face darkened.
"Sure enough, the more powerful the supernatural object, the greater the terror it hides."
"It can elevate a fifth-level expert to an unbelievable state, so there must be corresponding side effects."
"I'm afraid Liu Mang wouldn't dare to use it recklessly without the medicine in that syringe."
He took the body after killing Liu Mang, but did not find the second injection.
Otherwise, he could try to imitate it.
"It seems this thing, like the ceramic bowl, can only be used as a last resort."
Jiang Qiao sighed.
The remaining ball of thread posed no significant danger.
Moreover, after his research, he found that this thing could indeed be used to control vengeful ghosts!
So he planned to get off the bus and quickly turn it into a supernatural item so that he could control the evil spirits to fight. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
"In short, it was a very rewarding experience!"
"This battle was worthwhile!"
...
The bus continued its journey.
No further accidents or supernatural events occurred during the rest of the journey.
Moreover, after passing through several stops, neither ghosts nor humans boarded the train.
On this seemingly endless highway, only this bus, which looks like it's about to be scrapped, is moving forward alone.
"Three more stops until we reach Beiquan."
"Across from Beiquan Station, there is a small town with a station for the ghost train."
Before Jiang Qiao and Liu Yuanyuan parted ways, she gave him a very detailed address to take the bus. She also told him that most of the vengeful ghosts in that town had been wiped out more than ten years ago.
Therefore, there is almost no danger.
He didn't know if Liu Yuanyuan was telling the truth or not, but he felt it was worth taking some risks to return to the real world.
Because his trip to Yicheng had already deviated from his original plan, he had no choice but to trust Liu Yuanyuan this once.
At least in Gujing Village, the girl did not disappoint him.
"Brother Jiang, which stop are you getting off at?"
Ah Zhen, who had been silent the whole way, suddenly asked a question.
"Beiquan".
Jiang Qiao answered casually.
"oh..."
"Aunt Yang and I are getting off at the next stop."
Ah Zhen said weakly.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiao subconsciously looked up at the blackboard next to the driver's seat, which read "Hundred-Mile Flower Sea".
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