Meteorologist Edward Lorenz once said that a butterfly flapping its wings in South America could ultimately trigger a tornado in Texas.
Lu Ming’s appearance was like that tiny butterfly, causing the trajectory of this world to deviate.
After realizing this, Lu Ming’s heart sank to rock bottom.
Before, he had still been counting on clinging to Yang Jian’s coattails and surviving this supernatural incident.
But he suddenly realized that since the worldline had shifted, the dangers he was now encountering might be completely unknown.
Just like the malevolent ghost blocking the bus ahead, dressed in red wedding robes.
This ghost wore a bright red bridal gown and a red veil, just like a woman about to be married off.
If, when seen from afar, she could still leave people some room for imagination, then the moment one drew close to this ghost, every illusion would be ruthlessly shattered.
The pair of hands exposed outside her sleeves were withered and stiff, the dark-brown corpse skin wrapped tightly around the bones, making her look like a walking mummy.
With every stiff swing of the Mummified Bride’s shriveled arm through the air, malevolent ghosts would appear within the gray fog and follow behind her.
“This is an S-rank malevolent ghost—the Mummified Bride.”
“Her beckoning... is gathering the surrounding malevolent ghosts.”
If it were merely a normal stop, it would not have been so terrifyingly dangerous.
After all, the number “8” displayed on the bus represented the number of ghosts currently on board, and it was still far from reaching full capacity or overloading.
But a fierce ghost blocking the road...
It meant that an extremely terrifying malevolent ghost had forcibly stopped the bus on the road.
In that case, the ghost bus’s suppression of supernatural forces would temporarily fail.
The ghosts on the ghost bus would begin killing according to their rules.
Outside the bus, countless malevolent ghosts wandered through this supernatural place, and the ghost that had stopped the bus would also launch attacks on the living inside...
Staying on the bus meant death. Getting off the bus also meant death.
This was simply an unsolvable dead end.
“Logically speaking, even an S-rank malevolent ghost like the Mummified Bride is only one piece of the Ghost Bride’s puzzle. Unless the true Ghost Bride appears, it should be impossible to stop the bus at all.”
“Forget making the ghost bus stop—even being rammed by the ghost bus until she crashed into dormancy wouldn’t be impossible.”
“All of this... feels as if it’s being guided by some kind of supernatural power. It’s far too inconceivable.”
At the front of the bus.
Those passengers had already scrambled to get off.
The moment they stepped out of the bus, their bodies seemed to be swallowed and shrouded by boundless darkness, dissolving into the vast night.
Just then, the sound of weeping suddenly came from within the darkness. The crying had a strong penetrating force. After hearing it, the passengers’ first reaction was terror, which then turned into sorrow.
Their faces twisted, and they actually knelt on the ground, crying along with the sound.
Very quickly, the vitality of those kneeling passengers completely dissipated. They collapsed, their livid faces still streaked with cold tears, their expressions stiff and strange.
A faint light from some unknown place illuminated the many graves in the boundless darkness.
Among those graves wandered a ghost dressed in white mourning clothes.
Every ghost had its own killing pattern. Trigger the pattern, and it would kill; otherwise, one would remain unharmed.
And this Mourning Ghost’s killing pattern—or rather, its killing medium—was precisely the sound of crying.
Anyone who heard the crying would die.
This was an unavoidable killing pattern.
After the ghost bus stalled, it temporarily lost its suppression of the supernatural, so the crying easily reached the bus.
Lu Ming, Yang Jian, and the two strange men at the very back of the bus were all affected by the supernatural force, their consciousness gradually being corroded.
Patter!
Patter!
Not far away came the sound of something wet stepping on the floor.
The bloody footprints that had boarded earlier were now extending in Lu Ming’s direction.
Not only that, every malevolent ghost on the bus was already prepared to launch an attack on Lu Ming and the others.
“No, we have to get off quickly. Even if there’s danger below, it’s still better than doing nothing and waiting here.”
The same thought arose in all their minds at once.
But at the door where they could get off, the dark silhouette of a malevolent ghost had already appeared.
Lu Ming hurriedly shouted to Yang Jian, who was further inside, “Yang Jian, open the window and jump straight out. These windows can’t normally be opened, but after the bus stalls, that restriction is lifted. Hurry!”
Yang Jian did not hesitate, nor did he wonder why Lu Ming knew his name. He immediately moved to open the window.
But unexpectedly, the man in the baseball cap, who had been watching coldly from the side, actually jumped out through the window one step ahead of them.
“Damn it.”
Seeing this, Lu Ming could not help cursing inwardly.
Under the influence of the Grave-Wailing Ghost, his face had already twisted, turning into an ugly crying expression.
The footprints on the floor were still pattering closer.
Barring any surprise, Lu Ming was about to die here because of this tiny difference in timing.
“Follow me.”
A low voice devoid of any emotion rang out.
A scarlet red light corroded the surrounding space, enveloping Lu Ming within it.
The next moment, the Grave-Wailing Ghost’s cries were blocked outside the ghost domain, and Lu Ming was taken off the bus by Yang Jian using the ghost domain.
When the red light dissipated and Lu Ming’s vision became clear again, he saw that the person in charge named Xu Feng, the one wearing the baseball cap, as well as another ghost controller, had already arrived outside the ghost bus.
The Grave-Wailing Ghost’s supernatural attack had come to a temporary end, and the sobbing cries briefly stopped.
But that did not mean they had escaped danger.
Xu Feng glanced at Lu Ming and Yang Jian in surprise.
He had not expected that, under such dangerous circumstances just now, Yang Jian would still think to use his ghost domain to bring an ordinary person out.
“I know all the famous ghost controllers in the supernatural circle. This Yang Jian must be a ghost controller who only recently joined headquarters. He’s still too young and doesn’t understand what to give up.”
Xu Feng shook his head. He did not waste time on such meaningless matters and went straight to the point. “Yang Jian, right? I thought you were about to die just now. Since you survived, let’s cooperate. We’ll join forces and survive together. You’ve seen the current situation. It’s far too dangerous. Acting alone won’t end well.”
Lu Ming looked at Xu Feng with a gloomy expression.
If Yang Jian had not acted just now, he would already have been killed because of Xu Feng.
“You weren’t thinking about cooperating just now. You deliberately set us up, and now you’re bringing up cooperation?”
Xu Feng’s expression did not change. He remained very cold, not even glancing at Lu Ming. “Since when is it an ordinary person’s turn to speak? Whether you survived just now or died, does it make any difference to you? You are destined not to walk out of here today.”
With that, he ignored Lu Ming and looked toward Yang Jian, waiting for his answer.
During the new book period, please keep following the latest chapters. If there are any horror movie worlds you want to see, you can post them in the discussion thread. The Mysterious Revival world and other worlds will alternate, balancing both despair and satisfaction.