The yin energy surrounding the hunchbacked old ghost became even more gloomy. He walked closer and closer with a sinister look. The other two colleagues on the bus were also concentrating on being alert to each other, making sure that they could save An Jingzhi at the critical moment when An Jingzhi was defeated.
But it was obvious that they were worrying too much. Just as the hunchbacked old ghost approached An Jingzhi and was about to stretch out his right crutch to poke An Jingzhi, the whole crutch could not move forward at all.
The hunchback felt a sense of unease, and when he looked at the two men behind him, he saw that the three of them had surrounded him, blocking his way forward or backward.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he wanted to escape, but unfortunately An Jingzhi would never give him such an opportunity.
He has already reported it. He was in a state of empowerment on the bus, so even if his methods were a bit more powerful, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?
The two colleagues watched as An Jingzhi quickly ran out of the driver's seat of his bus, grabbed the back of the hunchbacked old man who was trying to escape, and lifted him up.
The old ghost was like a little chick in An Jingzhi's hands, with no room to struggle.
"Do you need our help..." Before he could even utter the word, An Jingzhi had already swiftly crushed the hunchbacked old man to death, and even clapped his hands in disgust.
"What did you say?" he turned and asked.
The two colleagues couldn't help but twitch their lips, "Nothing... nothing..."
When they were at the base, they were fortunate enough to watch from afar, but the little ghosts that An Jingzhi killed at that time were just ordinary, lowest-level ghosts, not the hunchbacked old ghosts he had now.
They didn't expect it to be solved so neatly. They were wondering, if it was Taoist Zhang who came, would it be so neat and tidy?
There should be.
But what kind of Taoist priest is Zhang? His new colleague An Jingzhi is just an ordinary person. How could he get a bus like this just because he got lucky?
For a moment, the two of them didn't know what emotions to express.
But overall, having such a powerful colleague is also beneficial to them. At least low-level clerks like them will be less in danger when going out on missions.
After this first wave, the bus encountered the second wave before it had even driven a kilometer.
But this time there is someone with a ghost.
An Jingzhi took a glance and saw that the soul was very weak and did not have any serious sins of killing. It should have died not long ago and had never taken a life.
Generally speaking, people will commit many sins in their lives, not just killing people. Even if you step on a mosquito or pour water on a nest of ants, all of these will be counted on you.
No one's soul is absolutely pure, except for An Jingzhi of course. It's not that he didn't kill, but the power of his merits is too strong to eliminate it.
After getting on the bus, a group of men and women who looked like students were chattering.
"I remember there's no bus number 414 on this road?"
"Yeah, I ride this station every day, it seems a little strange."
"What's so strange about that? This road is a bit remote, and there's only one bus. Finally, a second one has arrived. This is a good thing."
"Yeah, our school is far away. Taking a taxi is too expensive, so we can only wait for the bus. We just missed the previous one. If we don't take this one, we can only take a taxi or go home."
"No, I just glanced at the bus and saw the license plate number was 414. Why does it feel a bit unlucky?"
"Don't let your imagination run wild. It's late at night. If Zhang Sen hadn't had a big house and was willing to let us stay overnight, I wouldn't have dared to go out."
"By the way, Zhang Sen, why do you look weird? Why are you so pale? Did you catch a cold?"
Zhang Sen, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard someone calling his name and didn't react at all.
It wasn't until the classmate next to him pushed him that he turned his head blankly and said sparingly, "It's okay."
The classmate sitting next to Zhang Sen touched his body and felt the unusual coldness and couldn't help complaining.
"Why is your body so cold? Are you really feeling unwell? Sitting next to you feels like there's a big ice cube next to me. It's so cold that I'm getting goose bumps."
"Haha, what's there to complain about? Isn't this like free air conditioning?"
"But Zhang Sen, I see that you don't look very well. Are you really okay?"
Zhang Sen's mind was in a daze, and he only occasionally uttered a few words to agree with the people around him.
An Jingzhi and the two staff members occasionally glanced at Zhang Sen who was sitting among several boys and girls.
As two colleagues who have been in the industry for more than a year, they understood at a glance that Zhang Sen probably hadn't realized what was happening to him yet.
What made them a little puzzled was why the young men around him could see Zhang Sen?
Generally speaking, only when a ghost takes the initiative can it be seen by people nearby, but such a weak ghost can scare people, and people can also scare away the ghost's negative energy.
Chu Hua exchanged glances with his colleagues for a while, put on a smile, and walked away on his own.
These young people sat closer together, all in the back row, and the ghost named Zhang Sen was squeezed in the middle.
"Classmates, where are you going?" He was talking to the people next to Zhang Sen, but he would glance at Zhang Sen intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhang Sen was still unconscious and in a daze, but when Chu Hua approached him, he didn't know why, but an inexplicable fear suddenly rose in his body.
“Don’t come over here!”
His abnormality attracted the attention of his classmates.
Everyone rushed to ask, "What do you mean by not coming over? Zhang Sen, are you okay?"
"I think he looks weird today. He hasn't been talking all day."
"Is it because your family doesn't want us to stay overnight? It would be a bit of a bother for so many of us to go there. If you have any difficulties, just tell us and we can find a place to stay on our own."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Zhang Sen isn't that kind of person. He looks so pale. Did he catch a cold while swimming yesterday?"
"I'm sorry, brother. My classmate didn't mean it. He might be sick."
A classmate noticed that Chu Hua was still standing there and looked apologetic.
Chu Hua smiled, didn't care, and felt relieved.
He turned and gestured to his colleagues and An Jingzhi.
That gesture meant that Zhang Sen's danger level was extremely low.
Of course, this is only for a few days. If no one controls him during these days, Zhang Sen will either be eaten by other ghosts or become an evil ghost. The worst thing is that he will harm people and transform into a higher level.
"It's okay. Is your classmate okay?"
A few young people were embarrassed and said a few words to Chu Hua. He then asked them about their basic information. These students were completely unprepared and were completely trapped by him.
Zhang Sen was still dealing with the classmates around him. On the one hand, he knew that he was Zhang Sen, but on the other hand, he felt that his memory was a little confused. When Chu Hua approached, he could feel a very deep fear, and even had an extra memory inexplicably.
He didn't remember the extra scenes, but the terrifying feeling of suffocation still frightened him.
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