Chapter 162 Who are you! Stupid old ghost
"What do you mean? Literally."
"You're still pretending even now, old ghost. You're really patient."
Yuan Chun chuckled, stood up and stood face to face with the old man.
Wang Han on the side also braked and stopped the car, looking at the old man with a vigilant look!
Yuan Chun is revealing his cards!
"From what you said, it seems like you were waiting for me on purpose?"
The old man spoke hoarsely, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
"What else could I do? Why am I hanging around on this bus so late at night? Can't I just go back and get some sleep?"
"Aren't you afraid of me?!"
"You old ghost? You're not worthy of scaring me."
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"Haha, hahahaha! You're asking for your own death! I think you've watched too many Taoist movies about fighting ghosts!"
"Today I will dig out your internal organs and suck your blood! I will let you know how stupid you are!!"
Following the old man's sinister laugh, the thick white fog outside the bus instantly turned scarlet!
It was as if the entire bus was covered in blood!
At the same time, a bone-chilling cold wind suddenly blew up, making Yuan Chun and Wang Han's clothes rustle!
In an instant, the old man's feet lifted off the ground and floated into the air. With his hands open, his black nails suddenly extended like sharp knives!
"You fool, I'll dig out your heart first!"
The old man let out a strange laugh, and accompanied by a gust of wind, he moved and rushed towards Yuan Chun!
"Master Yuan, be careful!!"
Wang Han's face changed drastically when he saw this.
However, at this time, Yuan Chun was still standing there quietly, expressionless, as if nothing had happened.
"You're so scared, you bastard! It's too late to regret now!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man rushed in front of Yuan Chun, and aimed his sharp nails, which were nearly 20 centimeters long, at Yuan Chun's abdomen and slashed it down!
“Zila Lala!!!”
Accompanied by the harsh sound of nails scratching glass, the old man's smile suddenly disappeared, replaced by a face full of disbelief!
There seemed to be an invisible air wall in front of Yuan Chun, which directly blocked the old man's attack!
"What's going on...what happened!?"
The old man's withered and pale face was full of surprise, and then he exerted a little more strength!
However, no matter how hard he tried, his nails could not get close to Yuan Chun at all, and were always blocked five centimeters in front of him.
"With your cultivation level, even if I stand still, you can't hurt me at all."
Yuan Chun looked at the old man indifferently and said in a cold voice.
"No... Impossible!! What the hell are you! You're not human!"
The old man withdrew his hand, stepped back repeatedly, his eyes full of fear!
It's really a ghost!
"It's too late to be afraid now!"
Yuan Chun snorted coldly, and the next moment he took out the ghost-beating stick he had made earlier!
“Buzz!!!”
When the ghost-beating stick sensed the surrounding aura, it suddenly shone brightly and began to vibrate violently!
"You seem very excited."
Yuan Chun was holding a ghost-beating stick, and the latter seemed to have transmitted an extremely excited emotion to him.
"Go!"
Yuan Chun smiled, let go of his hand, then jumped into the air with the ghost stick and rushed towards the old man!
"What is that? Don't come over here! Don't come over here!!"
The old man was about to escape, but the ghost stick came like thunder in an instant!
It smashed down hard on the old man's forehead!
"boom!!!"
Accompanied by a low roar, the old man collapsed to the ground like a piece of paper. A soul shadow rushed out from inside, and the fallen old man's body turned into a pool of black and smelly blood in a few seconds!
At the same time, the scarlet blood mist outside the window dissipated instantly and returned to its previous state.
The old man who turned into a ghost had only one thought in his mind at this time: he couldn't afford to offend this young man, so he had to run away!
However, just as he was about to seize the opportunity to rush out of the bus, Yuan Chun's cold and emotionless voice sounded again.
"You can't leave today, sure!"
With the use of the Soul-Fixing Technique, the old man was fixed in mid-air, unable to move at all!
"You...you!!! What did you do!"
The ghost trembled, and the old man's hoarse cry was full of despair.
"When did I say you can leave?"
Yuan Chun spoke indifferently, then opened his hand and the ghost-beating stick returned to his hand obediently.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
The old man's ghost was filled with fear. He didn't look like a ghost, but a young girl imprisoned by a bad guy. On the contrary, Yuan Chun looked like a ghost...
"Master Yuan, why...why can't he move?"
Wang Han came over and asked.
"This little ghost, who died not long ago and has no Taoist skills, can't break free even if he uses any Soul-Fixing Technique and tries his best."
Yuan Chun smiled.
"Master, I think I underestimated you... I didn't expect this murderous demon to be like a helpless child in front of you. He didn't even stand a chance of resistance..."
Wang Han smiled and sighed.
"Let me go! Please, little brother... No! Master, please let me go. I know I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again! Please let me go!"
The old man begged for mercy desperately.
"You know you're wrong?! You know what you did! More than a dozen people died in your hands, and you still want us to let you go!"
"Why would we let you go? Why would we let you continue to kill people at will and bring disaster to the world?!"
Wang Han immediately pointed at the old man and shouted angrily.
Most of the dozen or so passengers who were killed were young people working in Qingyang City, working hard every day for a better life tomorrow.
As a result, more than a dozen lives were lost because of this old ghost's indiscriminate killing.
Life had just begun when it was brought to an end.
After hearing Wang Han's words, the old man was about to retort in dissatisfaction, but when he thought of Yuan Chun who was next to him, he dared not say a word.
"You died on bus No. 414, didn't you?"
At this moment, Yuan Chun suddenly spoke.
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and nodded quickly:
"Master, you are right. I died on the No. 414 bus!"
Wang Han was slightly surprised when he heard this:
"Master, are you saying this old ghost died on bus 414? How did he die?"
Yuan Chun looked at the old man's ghost and said calmly:
"You loved drinking and had a bad temper. You didn't have a proper job. You had several girlfriends when you were young, but they all left you because of this. As a result, you lived alone for decades, childless."
"A month ago, you drank five bottles of beer and half a catty of baijiu and boarded the No. 414 bus to go home."
"However, after you got in the car, you fell into a deep sleep due to the alcohol. Years of alcoholism had almost completely destroyed your body functions, so you never woke up from that sleep."
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