Nightmare Attack

Chapter 892 Chair

Through the gap under the seat, from outside to inside, he saw a pair of red high-heeled shoes, a pair of double-mouthed leather shoes, and a pair of old cloth shoes with mud stuck on the corners...

There are people!

No, to be precise, these should be ghosts trapped on this bus and unable to leave!

Jiang Cheng was relatively calm. He did not immediately retract his gaze and stand up, but moved his gaze from bottom to top, slowly looking at the seat, but just a few seconds later, he stopped suddenly. Google Search Reading

His sight just stopped at the waist of the "person" on the seat, close to the chest, and he couldn't see the other person's face.

But this was enough, because from his current angle, he could just see that the "people" on the seats kept a posture, with their waists tilted, half sideways, facing his position.

Jiang Cheng immediately realized that these guys were twisting their bodies and staring at him.

He retracted his gaze and took the opportunity before he stood up to quickly scan the rows of seats in front of him. What made his back cold was that on the seemingly empty bus, most of the seats had a pair of legs under them.

After standing up, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and his face returned to normal.

The fat man stood there, not knowing whether to move or not. He was very nervous. After Huai Yi said that, the fat man felt that there were ghosts everywhere. Maybe there was a ghost lying on his head, and there might be another ghost under his feet.

"Follow me." Jiang Cheng glanced at the two of them and said in a calm voice.

Jiang Cheng took the lead and walked towards the front row of seats. The fat man Huai Yi followed immediately. The fat man walked these few steps with fear. The seats nearby seemed empty, but he clearly felt the malicious eyes from all around, and there were more than one.

But just as Jiang Cheng followed his instructions and sat on a seat about 4 or 5 rows away from the front, the strange feeling of being spied on immediately dissipated.

Jiang Cheng leaned back in his chair and relaxed a little. It seemed that his speculation was correct. If he stood in the car, he would soon be spotted by those things. He had to find a place to sit down.

And he had to be careful to avoid those seats with "people".

Fortunately, he found this place. The three seats in this row were empty.

After confirming that the area was temporarily safe, Jiang Cheng and the fat man Huai Yi explained what had just happened. Huai Yi's face was distorted after hearing that he almost sat on the thigh of the high-heeled female ghost.

"Be careful." Jiang Cheng glanced at him and reminded him in a low voice: "You sat on someone's thigh without permission. If this happened in ancient times, she would marry you."

Huai Yi almost cried when he heard this. He looked at Jiang Cheng with a sad face and said: "Brother Jiang, do you think you are quite humorous?"

"Buzz——"

"Buzz——"

...

A strange sound attracted the attention of the three people, like a heavy metal wheel rolling.

The fat man sat in the innermost, Huai Yi in the middle, and Jiang Cheng sat in the seat closest to the aisle. The three of them turned their heads almost at the same time and looked behind them.

The thick fog was stirred, and a figure slowly walked out.

When they saw the figure clearly, the three of them were stunned at the same time.

It was a man who was dirty, with tattered clothes and shoes, and whose age could not even be identified. Through the holes in his clothes, one could see protruding ribs.

The man was very thin, but the contrast was obvious. He was holding a large, heavy-looking cylindrical object in his bony hands, with a crank attached to the bottom.

As the man shook his wrist, the cylindrical object kept turning, making a "hum, hum" sound.

Jiang Cheng knew that this was called a prayer wheel, which was generally common in Tibet. He had seen it several times, but it was the first time he had seen such a large and luxurious prayer wheel.

The prayer wheel had a golden luster, as if it was made of gold, and was inlaid with various gems and turquoise as decorations. The extremely luxurious prayer wheel formed a sharp contrast with the dirty appearance of the man.

The three of them understood that this unusual-looking man was the person who had issued the task this time, and was also the disciple who had died on the bus before.

This time, they needed to go to his door.

"I have something to trouble you with." The man looked at them, without any greeting, and just stood there blankly, with a pair of eyes that were calm and emotionless.

Having learned from the last lesson, Jiang Cheng took the task very readily this time, "Master, please speak."

"One of my disciples is lost and needs your help." The man said as he turned the heavy prayer wheel, and the two voices overlapped strangely.

Jiang Cheng originally planned to ask more details, but the man dressed like an ascetic monk was unwilling to say more to them. He looked out the window, as if he had given everything to the illusory fate.

After the car stopped, the three got off the car, and then the scene changed. When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Cheng was already in a dark room. The room was small and shabby, and the only lighting equipment was a small oil-burning lamp.

He sat up and reached out to touch his body. The touch was very special and prickly. It was the fur of an unknown animal.

After calming down, Jiang Cheng began to observe his surroundings in the dim light.

The walls of the room were uneven and built with stones. The gaps were filled with a mixture of mud and hay. The workmanship was quite rough.

There was no door, only a curtain cut from animal fur hanging up, and light shone in through the gaps.

There were footsteps approaching, and soon, the curtain was lifted, and a face poked in, "You're awake, come here quickly, the meeting is about to start, we're waiting for you."

It was a man, about 60 years old, wearing outdoor equipment, and looked very professional.

Unable to figure out the other party's background, Jiang Cheng waited until his eyes could slightly adapt to the light outside before walking out. After a few steps, he was led into a large tent by the man.

In the middle of the tent was a brazier for heating, and a group of people gathered around the brazier. Jiang Cheng saw Fatty and Huai Yi at a glance, but the three people looked away immediately after their eyes met, as if they didn't know each other.

Finding a seat and sitting down casually, Jiang Cheng found that in addition to the man who brought him here, there were 7 people in the tent, four men and three women, all of whom were not very old, and looked like newcomers to the workplace, or college students.

The older man sat in the first seat naturally. After looking around, he lowered his voice and said, "I feel bad for bringing you all here from afar, but I think you are the only ones who can and dare to help me in this situation."

The man stood up, walked to the side of the tent, and lifted the curtain of the tent window. The dazzling light shone in, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but pause.

Outside the window was a towering snow-capped mountain.

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