The original owner was a bus driver. He made a deal with the original owner, asking the original owner to help him pull the living people over. In return, the Ghost King also made him a promise that he could give him power and make him immortal.

An Jingzhi looked at the blood on his hands. In order to make the original owner believe, the Ghost King gave him a reward in advance.

After the ghost power entered his body, the original owner felt a surge of strength all over his body, and he no longer felt weak.

In fact, he is a living person. The ghost power entering his body will only expel his vitality. He will feel a surge of strength for a while, but the side effect is that he will look more and more like a dead person, until his body can no longer bear it and he completely becomes a ghost.

In a sense, it can be considered as longevity, at least longer than the lifespan of a living person, unless something unexpected happens.

Hao Xiaoyun only regained consciousness when the bus entered the foggy road.

He had been observing the situation on the bus. When the man in the baseball cap angrily banged on the window, the bus driver remained sitting firmly in his place, as if he was confident.

When the bus driver heard them say there was a ghost outside the window, he didn't even turn his head.

Either all this was done by the bus driver, or he was well-prepared.

"Speak!" There were two bangs, and the transparent glass was knocked even louder.

An Jingzhi's silence made the man in the baseball cap even more angry, and the gloomy environment around him magnified his fear of death.

"Shut up." An Jingzhi said coldly, "If you want to live, sit back down quickly."

"What do you mean?" The man in the baseball cap looked stunned.

"Look forward," An Jingzhi said calmly, "Everyone, sit back down. I'm going to speed up."

The man in the baseball cap and Hao Xiaoyun turned around and saw several shadows in white clothes appearing in the foggy area in front of the bus. They couldn't see clearly through the fog and it seemed weird.

"You, can you rush over?" the man in the baseball cap said tremblingly.

An Jingzhi glanced at him and said nothing.

Hao Xiaoyun frowned and found an empty seat to sit down silently.

The crowd that had gathered around had already sat back down when An Jingzhi spoke. When Hao Xiaoyun left, only the man in the baseball cap was left.

He looked around and felt very unsafe standing here alone, but when he saw the driver's calm face, he felt a glimmer of hope.

The group of passengers behind him were ordinary people like him, and the man in the baseball cap did not feel safe being with them.

On the contrary, the driver's unfriendly attitude towards him made him feel that he had hope of survival. He simply sat down cross-legged and held on to the pole next to him to prevent himself from being knocked down.

"How could I run into a ghost? I usually do good things, so why did I encounter such bad luck?"

"Bless me, Bodhisattva! Please keep me safe and sound. I will burn incense and make offerings every day when I get back!"

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. I'm usually not sensible enough and have caused you to worry..."

"Wow, my eldest grandson hasn't even grown up yet, why is he so unlucky...

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, I can go back safely..."

As they got closer and closer to the white shadow in front of them, everyone's heart was in their throat.

Some were so scared that they even closed their eyes and waited for death.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bus suddenly had several violent collisions, accompanied by shrill screams, and everyone's heart trembled violently with the movement.

"Are you okay?" the man in the baseball cap asked with trembling lips.

An Jingzhi still looked indifferent. If he couldn't even deal with this little kid, then all the missions in the mission worlds would be in vain.

Although he currently has no tools and no cultivation, the merits of his soul are themselves a magical object that can scare away all ghosts.

Even though it has been weakened by this world, it is more than enough to deal with these little devils.

"Forget about what happened just now," An Jingzhi said calmly, "Now go back to your seat. Buses have their own rules. It's not like there's no room here."

After what happened just now, the man in the baseball cap no longer dared to yell at An Jingzhi.

"I feel safe here," he forced a smile, gripping the pole tighter. "It's okay. If I got hit, it's my own fault. I'm responsible for it myself."

An Jingzhi glanced at him and ignored him.

This man in the baseball cap seemed to be the first one to die in the original owner's memory.

They died miserably, without even waiting for the original owner to send them to the Ghost King's lair.

He glanced at Hao Xiaoyun who was sitting steadily in the back and seemed calm. This guy was the last to die.

He did have something useful in his hand, but unfortunately, it couldn't even frighten the Scarlet Cloud Ghost King who had just broken through the seal, let alone the Ghost King who had already eaten several living people.

The Red Cloud Ghost King sought cooperation with the original owner because he had swallowed too many living people and was being targeted.

The original owner was a living person, and his bus could be used to transport people. At that time, he could use the excuse of being bewitched by an unknown ghost to cover it up, and the Ghost King Chiyun could develop quietly.

Originally, the plan was indeed successful. The lair was never found, and all those who came up alone to inquire about the news never returned.

The original owner received a lot of "rewards" from the Scarlet Cloud Ghost King. When he felt that his physical condition was getting better and better, he was also getting closer to death.

Before long, he also became one of the confused little ghosts.

The Ghost King Chiyun has also greatly increased his power and has occupied the entire Nanzhou City. He has been causing trouble for ten years and countless people have died.

The original owner was just an ordinary person. He wanted to live, which was nothing wrong. But he made a great contribution to the early growth of the Red Cloud Ghost King at the cost of other people's lives. This was a bit treacherous.

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