Lin Que pressed the Enter key heavily with his finger.
Document upload and chapter publication.
Almost simultaneously, countless readers' phone screens lit up with a dim light.
The ghost bus has stopped running.
In that S-class haunted place called "Dead Silence Village," the bus that carried the last hope...
It was as if some terrifying force had forcibly severed its throat.
The headlights suddenly went out, and a heavy darkness instantly flooded the carriage.
Inside the carriage, the survivors were breathing heavily.
Yang Jian stared intently out the window.
There, a figure dressed in a red wedding gown was slowly approaching.
It had no feet, floated in mid-air, and wherever it passed, the ground seeped out crimson blood.
That was an unsolvable vengeful ghost.
"There's no way they can escape now."
In the corner of the carriage, Old Xu, who had been silently smoking his pipe, suddenly tapped it.
Sparks flew in the darkness, faint yet scorching hot.
Old Xu is a very popular supporting character in the book.
He was an old ghost tamer who lived to be over sixty years old.
He has an eccentric personality, is greedy, cowardly, and never utters a kind word.
But when Yang Jian was at his weakest,
He repeatedly used his rotten lung, which was infested with "ghost smoke," to shield Yang Jian from the inevitable death curse.
Readers all thought that this shrewd old man would survive until the very end.
But at that moment, Old Man Xu stood up.
Under his dirty Zhongshan suit,
The skin began to twitch violently, as if something was about to burst out of the body.
"Yang Jian, the car door is open."
Old Xu pointed ahead, his voice hoarse, yet carrying a resolute calm.
"This thing's target is the ghostly smoke on my body. It's hungry."
Yang Jian's pupils suddenly contracted:
"Are you insane? If you revive the vengeful spirit within you now, you'll be reduced to ashes!"
"die?"
Old Xu grinned, revealing a set of broken, yellow teeth.
"From the day I started controlling vengeful spirits, I never imagined I'd end up in a coffin."
The red wedding dress has already been pasted on the car window.
The glass began to crack, and countless pale arms reached in from the cracks.
"Walk!"
Old Xu suddenly let out a roar.
The next second, his chest exploded.
There was no blood, only thick, impenetrable black smoke.
The black smoke seemed to have a life of its own, surging wildly towards the red wedding dress outside the carriage.
It formed a pitch-black wall, forcefully blocking the S-class vengeful ghost three meters away.
At the source of the black smoke, Old Xu's body was visibly withering and weathering away.
His flesh and blood were being devoured by ghostly smoke in exchange for this brief burst of power.
"Yang Jian! Don't turn around!"
Old Xu's voice echoed in the black smoke; those were his last words to the world.
"This world is a hell, there is no savior."
I'm tired, I'm going to take a nap...
You'd better live on for us old folks!
boom!
The ghost smoke erupted completely, engulfing the red wedding dress along with Old Man Xu himself.
The car door opened.
Yang Jian didn't turn around. He gritted his teeth, tears of blood streaming from the corners of his eyes.
They rode the ghostly figure out of the bus and into the vast wilderness.
Behind them, the bus that had been turned off started up again.
It carried the old man who would never return, and drove into the depths of darkness.
Old Man Xu is no more.
[End of Chapter]
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Within an hour of this chapter's release, the entire internet was in an uproar.
The book review section was instantly flooded with white candle emojis, followed by a barrage of razor blades.
【Aaaaaah, give Old Man Xu back to me!】
I've read countless online novels, but Old Man Xu's line, "I never imagined I'd be lying in a coffin," completely broke me.
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