Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 426 Li Qing Gets on the Bus!
Xiaojin City is a third-tier city located in Jiangnan.

With a permanent population of over two million, it would be considered a large city abroad, but compared to large cities like Da Hai and Da Chang, it is clearly still quite different.

But at this moment, a terrifying paranormal event codenamed "Pencil Drawing" is breaking out in the city.

Led by an S-rank vengeful ghost, several A-rank terrifying ghosts have wreaked havoc, causing at least 500,000 deaths.

Fortunately, Zhuang Boshi and his group of ghost controllers dealt with the situation in time and suppressed the supernatural event.

This S-class vengeful spirit, codenamed "Pencil Drawing," can cause meme effects; anyone who sees the pencil drawing on any medium will be affected.

The person affected will be forgotten by everyone around them within seven hours.

After death, they will become ghosts drawn in pencil, which will continue to spread.

Moreover, those affected by the meme, whether human or ghost tamer, are unable to detect that the dead ghost is still active, or even that the people around them have died.

Even if electronic devices record the source ghost and its accomplices, the normal people affected will not notice anything wrong.

No abnormalities were detected.

How can you talk about imprisonment?

This vengeful ghost completely overpowers human cognitive abilities. Although it is not inherently lethal, in the internet age, its danger has been amplified.

Fortunately, Zhu Wen divined it out with a divination.

Zhuang Boshi, with his mind focused on the One, didn't even look at the coffin nail and immediately imprisoned the prisoner.

However, the memetic effects caused by the vengeful ghost still exist, causing the small town where hundreds of thousands of people have died to remain exactly the same as before, and everyone subconsciously ignores the people killed by the vengeful ghost.

Fortunately, some of the vengeful spirits were also affected by the memes, forgetting their targets and causing a bug to occur, resulting in the birth of several naturally unresponsive ghost tamers.

But Bosch was exhausted.

Faced with the resurgence of the vengeful ghosts, which seemed to be a case of "pressing down one gourd only to have another pop up," he and Zheng Zha, the two firefighters, had to run around constantly.

The members of the Zhongzhou team also had to risk their lives and begin participating in the operation.

But it was still a drop in the ocean, and paranormal events continued to occur.

Often, after a group of vengeful ghosts is defeated in a city, four or five surrounding cities begin to recover.

Moreover, some S-level events are not as simple as the Hungry Ghost incident.

Cognitive alteration, causal reversal, an extremely powerful ghost realm, existence based solely on the mind—even Zheng Zha and he could easily get trapped within it.

We need to find a group of powerful ghost tamers who can suppress all sides as soon as possible.

The evolution potion has already been given to quite a few Ghost Tamers.

Although the effect was good.

However, when faced with increasingly sophisticated paranormal events, they inevitably find themselves at a loss.

If it weren't for the ghost messenger's timely delivery, which allowed Wang Xiaoming to use the ghost messenger's remains to develop disposable coffin nails and greatly improve the efficiency of imprisoning ghost tamers, the situation would definitely have collapsed by now.

Zhuang Boshi stood wearily on the bus stop platform.

There were no passersby around, only an old man in a long robe.

Further away, a group of heavily armed soldiers had already cleared the area.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Old Qin asked slowly.

"Stop talking nonsense, has the bus arrived yet?" Zhuang Boshi glanced at Qin Lao, who had completely given up, and said irritably.

This old man is truly utterly lazy. When the Ghost Painting and Ghost Messenger incident broke out in Dajing City, he just sat in the headquarters drinking tea and didn't lend a hand at all.

"They've arrived." Old Qin looked ahead.

Zhuang Boshi then turned his gaze to the distance.

The city's buildings did nothing to obstruct his view; a streetlamp on a distant road flickered a few times.

Then a vast expanse of smog appeared out of nowhere in his field of vision, followed by two yellowish headlights that illuminated the scene, and a bus emerged from the illusion into reality.

To the average person, this bus looks normal, no different from any other bus.

But in Zhuang Boshi's eyes, it was simply a rusty, broken and dented scrap vehicle!

Yet this old, dilapidated bus was able to drive normally on the city roads, heading this way.

The dim, yellowish lights intersected, distorting the space around us.

"The bus is coming."

Under the watchful eyes of Zhuang Boshi and Qin Lao, the bus gradually slowed down and moved closer to the stop line where their station was located.

A screech of brakes followed.

The paranormal bus came to a complete stop, and both the front and rear doors opened at the same time.

Everything seemed so normal that the average person couldn't tell the difference between this bus and the others.

The only one who seemed to have a problem was the bus driver.

His body was stiff, his hands resting motionless on the steering wheel, like a long-dead corpse.

"boarding."

Zhuang Boshi and Qin Lao also stepped onto the old vehicle in front of them.

After getting into the car, Old Qin threw the driver's body out and got in himself.

Zhuang Boshi blocked the back door, chopped with his machete, sealed the gold seal, and the two fierce ghosts fell to the ground and were killed instantly. He then threw them off the car.

Immediately afterwards, they threw the two terrified passengers off the bus.

Without making any other move, Old Qin asked without turning his head, "First stop, where to?"

Without hesitation, Zhuang Boshi replied, "Caesars Grand Hotel."

Shortly after the doors closed, the ghost bus started moving and drove on the city roads at a very steady, uniform speed.

It's broad daylight, but all the lights on the bus are on, both the aisle lights inside the bus and the exterior lights.

Especially the two headlights at the front of the bus; the dim yellow light of the bus reflected a patch of smog, and within that smog, a small path could be faintly seen.

That path doesn't exist in reality; it's a road located in a supernatural space. The area illuminated by the car headlights is where the ghostly realm of the bus is situated.

The vehicle continued driving, heading directly into the alley. Reality and the supernatural alternated, and the bus began to appear unreal before finally disappearing completely from the city streets.

"We've entered a supernatural place."

Zhuang Boshi wasn't in the mood to appreciate the bus and focused his attention on the interior of the carriage.

A line of text composed of red lights floated across the electronic screen.

Current number of passengers: 2...

Two ghosts.

There weren't many passengers on the bus; besides himself and Old Qin sitting in the driver's seat, there were only four other passengers.

Two of them sat in the seats on either side of the aisle, while the other two sat in the last row of seats on the bus.

Judging from appearance alone.

None of the four passengers were normal.

Especially the two passengers sitting on either side of the aisle in the carriage, one of whom was a woman whose body appeared slightly swollen.

He was probably in his thirties, dressed in a white coarse linen outfit, and his entire body was constantly oozing foul-smelling sewage.

Another passenger was covered in wounds, looking as if he had been slashed by some sharp weapon.

It was clearly a vengeful ghost at a glance because it had no head, the area above its neck was empty, the wound on its neck was not smooth, and there were some strange marks left on it.

The mark looked somewhat like a tooth mark, as if a vengeful ghost had bitten off his neck with its teeth.

Compared to the two passengers sitting in the aisle, the other two were undoubtedly much more normal.

They were a man wearing a trench coat, with his arms crossed and head down, making it impossible to see his face clearly. He was sitting in the last row of the carriage, on the far right by the window.

The other person sat in the last row of the vehicle, on the left side by the window.

He was wearing a baseball cap pulled low over his head, and a long-sleeved shirt. He was also looking down and leaning against the car window.

The two men sat on opposite sides of each other, remaining motionless after Zhuang Boshi and Qin Lao got into the car, appearing somewhat stiff, like two corpses.

When Zhuang Boshi swept his gaze over them, the two of them became even more stiff, wishing they could bury their heads in their stomachs.

"These looks, this time period... it seems they must be Xu Feng, the street urchin from the original story, and Lin Bei, the bald captain later on."

Lin Bei is one thing, but Xu Feng is also a clueless "Guo Fan" type of ghost tamer.

"Hey, you two in the back, get off at the next stop."

Zhuang Boshi spoke calmly, as if giving a command, and sat down next to the woman who was dripping wet.

"Old Qin, drive carefully, don't run into any weird roadblocks and waste time."

"Understood," Old Qin said expressionlessly.

Xu Feng and Lin Bei were terrified, trembling like leaves.

They were enjoying a hot pot meal and singing on the bus when two thugs suddenly appeared. One of them threw the strange driver off the bus and drove off himself.

Another one blocked the back door, imprisoning the two terrifying demons who wanted to get off the bus.

This is a terrifying ghost, not trash that needs to be sorted!
Now they're even more arrogant, telling them to get off the bus.

But if they weren't about to be resurrected by vengeful spirits, why would they be willing to stay on this eerie bus?

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with hesitation.

Should we get off at the next stop?
Getting off the bus means certain death, even if the vengeful ghost revives.

Staying in the car and being targeted by that thug means certain death!
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On the bus, Zhuang Boshi had his eyes closed, but the divine eye on his forehead was emitting a faint light as he observed what kind of space the ghost bus was in.

The ghost bus seems to have transformed into a strange ghost realm, traversing one deep ghost realm and supernatural place after another.

According to the original novel, Yang Jian's fifth-level Ghost Domain represents the limit of strength in the real world. The sixth level, where time stops, the seventh and eighth levels, and even the ninth and tenth levels, are all applications of the Ghost Domain.

However, many vengeful spirits do not reside within his ghost realm, but rather originate from deeper, more supernatural realms.

"Old Qin, where is the deepest ghost realm you've ever seen?" Zhuang Boshi asked.

Old Qin's lips twitched at the address "Old Qin," and he drove on without turning his head: "Xiao Zhuang, you should have noticed by now."

"Most haunted places are based on the real world."

"However, there are some terrifying and supernatural places that you can't find any corresponding locations in reality."

"Why do you think this is?"

Zhuang Boshi's lips twitched at the mention of the name "Xiao Zhuang".

He tapped the back of the female corpse beside him on the head and said irritably, "Old Qin, stop acting like you're old and talk."

Old Qin said helplessly, "Because some of the supernatural places are rooted in the underworld."

"Or rather, many extremely terrifying and vengeful ghosts come from the underworld."

"The underworld?"

Zhuang Boshi raised an eyebrow: "There's actually an underworld in this world."

"The underworld, hell, the netherworld, call it whatever you want," Old Qin said calmly. "It's just what we call him."

“During the Republic of China era, we discovered that some vengeful ghosts appeared and disappeared without warning. Zhang Dong and his team once conducted an investigation.”

"They discovered that some terrifying ghosts entered the real world from the underworld, committed murder in the real world, and then returned to the underworld."

"That terrifying place must be the source of the vengeful ghosts."

“Complete and terrifying vengeful spirits all come from there.” “For example, the vengeful spirits and ghosts that have revived in the central region.”

Zhuang Boshi rubbed his forehead.

Vengeful ghosts, gloomy ghosts.

Although those two vengeful ghosts were not mentioned in the original plot, they would both bring terrifying meme pollution.

Vengeful spirits can cause everything in the world to kill each other.

The couple turned against each other.

Father and son are estranged.

Brothers turned against each other.

Humans hate and harm each other, and even humans and animals.

In the core area of ​​the Ghost Realm, many people die because their internal organs conflict and reverse each other.

The key point is that this kind of hatred and killing is not limited to the realm of vengeful ghosts. Once someone is targeted by the killing pattern of vengeful ghosts, they will die from the killing pattern no matter how far they leave the ghost realm.

One astronaut was haunted by a vengeful ghost's killing pattern, and even after reaching the space station, he still caused mutual resentment and killing.

Vengeful spirits have no taboos; humans can become the carriers of murderous patterns, animals can also be carriers, and even a book or a note can be a carrier.

Liu San's paper doll clone, who was involved in the incident, went berserk and almost tore him apart alive.

The meme-driven exponential spread resulted in a million deaths in a single day.

It can be called the ultimate PLUS version of Ju-on.

Zhuang Boshi was helpless. The vengeful spirit had no physical form. He himself was immune to it, but he couldn't make ordinary people immune to it either.

Wang Xiaoming stepped forward again. He summoned the ghost realm of the Ghost Painting, enveloping all the residents of several nearby cities, and used the Ghost Painting's ghost realm to suppress the vengeful ghosts' killing patterns.

However, this pattern of killing did not completely fail; it just spread much more slowly. Later, Wang Xiaoming devised a plan to draw out the source of the vengeful ghost and lead it to the ghost realm of the ghost troupe, thus creating a balance of power.

The complete ghost opera troupe and ghost stage are terrifying. The vengeful ghosts make the ghost opera troupe kill each other, but the ghost opera troupe also successfully makes the vengeful ghosts sit in the audience and have no time to pay attention to anything else.

This barely resolved the meme-level vengeful ghost incident.

That jinx can be called an unlucky ghost.

The Ghostly Ghost is a malevolent spirit driven by superstition. In order to find it, Zhu Wen performed a divination from more than 100 kilometers away. Her eyes bulged and her cells collapsed, and she almost died on the spot.

Zhan Lan tried to use her precognition, but instead accidentally saw a vengeful ghost with an invading consciousness, and was almost sent away as well.

If someone wants to imprison or deal with a ghost, then both the person and the ghost will suffer extreme misfortune.

In addition, the Ghost can cause continuous bad luck to everyone within its influence.

From the first day, you fall and lose some money.

The next day, I bumped into something and broke the skin.

On the third day, he lost his job and got into a minor car accident.

By the fourth day, the danger had become fatal.

No one can withstand seven days of terrifying bad luck.

Compared to the Grim Reaper, who aroused hatred from all over the world.

The Ghostly Demon directly eliminates a person's most fundamental fortune, and its influence is far greater than that of the Grim Reaper.

By the time it was realized, the epidemic had already spread to two or three provinces, resulting in the deaths of nearly ten million people.

This ghost is even more terrifying. In order to save people, Zhuang Boshi has no choice but to join forces with Zhang Xianguang to use the ghost painting again to put most of the humans affected by the evil spirit into the ghost painting's ghost realm.

However, neither the Ghost Painting nor the Ghost Realm could isolate the murderous pattern of the Ghostly Ghost. In fact, the derivative paintings of the Ghost Painting went berserk and fought against the original painting.

Even fierce ghosts can't withstand it, let alone ghost tamers. Whenever they want to deal with evil spirits, whether they come up with ideas or participate, they will encounter extremely unlucky events.

From losing balance to being targeted by a mysterious vengeful ghost, there's even an unlucky guy who walks in the wrong direction and stumbles directly into the ghost realm of a vengeful ghost.

Therefore, those who control ghosts turn pale at the mention of it.

Li Jun, Liu San, and Cao Yang, who were involved in the Ghostly Incident, all suffered greatly.

Ye Zhen's scapegoat almost triggered a bug, dragging innocent people into the mess and causing them to die repeatedly.

Zheng Zha ventured into the area where the evil spirits had erupted, only to be attacked by a series of car accidents, gas explosions, biological viruses, and other things. Every step he took was a disaster, and he suffered bad luck for several days as a result.

Even now, the corrupt situation caused by the evil spirits continues to spread.

And there's also the vengeful hen, Pilanpo, hidden in the region, who can actually give birth to one vengeful ghost after another.

Now the entire Tibetan-Indian region has almost fallen, and countless evil spirits dwell there.

Consider the starving ghosts, who can only give birth to ghost slaves. Ghost slaves can only become ghosts after consuming vengeful ghosts in their fourth stage, while the hen-mother Pilanpo can directly conceive vengeful ghosts.

The efficiency is incomparable.

There's also the Ghost Monk incident in the south and the Ice Ghost incident in the north.

Compared to them, even the starving ghosts were kind-hearted old ghosts.

Old Qin continued, "These vengeful ghosts were all terrifying ghosts that appeared in history, but later generations of ghost tamers buried them in the underworld."

"But this time, for various reasons, they all recovered."

“This is truly hell.” Zhuang Boshi’s words had a double meaning.

Perhaps sensing the frustration in Zhuang Boshi's tone, Old Qin chuckled and said, "The Guixu you asked about earlier might be in the underworld."

"The Yin-Yang Road is a road leading to the underworld."

“There are at least three paths between Yin and Yang in the world, and Dachang City is just one of them.”

"Have you explored the Yin-Yang Path?" Zhuang Boshi asked.

Old Qin continued, "I don't have that ability, but Zhang Dong has been there."

"So, do you know how many levels there are in the supernatural realm of the underworld?" Dr. Zhuang suddenly asked this question.

He was reminded of the legends of the eighteen levels of hell.

Old Qin said, "I don't know, no one has ever gone to the deepest part of the underworld."

“Back then, Zhang Dong led Luo Wensong and the others on a journey along the Yin-Yang Road. After returning, they kept quiet about it and each guarded their own haunted places. Perhaps Zhang Dong should know this.”

crunch.

The bus stopped.

"We've arrived," said Old Qin.

Zhuang Boshi looked and, sure enough, it was the entrance to the Caesars Hotel, which had already been sealed off.

"Don't move around here," Zhuang Boshi instructed Old Qin.

"I'll be back as soon as I go."

Lin Bei and Xu Feng in the back seat were terrified.

What vengeful ghosts, what ominous spirits, what underworld, what ghost realm—can I even hear these secrets? What if I get killed to silence me?

Seeing the two people still stiffly huddled in their seats, Zhuang Boshi said impatiently, "Get off the bus now!"

"Should I ask you to get off the bus?"

The various reasons that the two had just come up with were now impossible to utter.

He jumped out of the car in a flash, but as soon as he got out, he saw three terrifying ghosts coming out of the hotel.

Swish!
Before they could even get close, the three vengeful ghosts were cut into pieces.

The two of them didn't dare linger and left in a panic.

The area around the Caesars Hotel has been completely cleared out, and Tong Qian is standing guard outside the door.

Zhuang Boshi nodded to her and walked straight into the Caesars Hotel.

On his second visit, he knew the place very well and went to room 1402.

Boom, boom, boom.

After a while, a strange sound came from inside.

"Please come in."

Zhuang Boshi opened the door, and a bizarre, enormous human head appeared before him, about to pounce on him.

But the head was immediately grabbed by a giant hand, punched hard, and pressed back onto the neck.

“Excuse me, he’s been a bit active lately,” Li Qingzhi’s deep voice came from his chest and abdomen.

"Haha." Zhuang Boshi chuckled twice. "He's really mischievous."

"Mr. Li, I'm writing to ask for your help with something," Zhuang Boshi said bluntly.

Li Qingzhi's head tilted to the side, and he almost fell down in a real sense.

"whats the matter?"

"I am now nothing more than a skeleton in a tomb."

"Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Zhuang Boshi briefly explained the situation outside.

Li Qingzhi fell silent.

"It's truly like a prison on earth now. Every moment, tens of thousands of people are dying tragically, and social order is on the verge of collapse."

"Although we have the ability to stop one or two paranormal events, the paranormal events have become widespread, and we simply don't have enough manpower, so we need your help."

When Zhuang Boshi said "you," he meant all seven elders.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingzhi said in a low voice, "So it's come to this?"

"What my elder brother said is the final apocalypse."

Li Qingzhi jumped to his feet: "I never thought that my old bones would still be of use one day."

"When the nation is in peril, it is our duty to step forward! Let's go!!"

Unexpectedly, the first of the seven elders was persuaded so easily.

Zhuang Boshi truly admired Li Qingzhi. Indeed, he was a remarkable person from that era, much better than Old Qin, who always gave up!
Zhuang Boshi handed the machete back to him, and Li Qingzhi accepted it without hesitation.

"Fifty percent of my skills come from that ghostly figure, but it seems that a young man has taken control of it."

"Then I shall accept this wood-chopping knife."

Zhuang Boshi smiled and said, "Senior Li, it can only play its greatest role in your hands."

When Li Qingzhi boarded the bus, he was quite surprised to see Old Qin driving it: "Little Qin, you're here too."

Old Qin gave a bitter smile: "Given the current situation, where else can I go?"

Zhuang Boshi patted Qin Lao on the shoulder and said, "Let's catch up later. Next stop, Mingyue Community, Dachuan City."

The ghost bus honked its horn, the doors closed again, the dim yellow headlights lit up, and it resumed its journey through the haunted land.

The resurgence of vengeful spirits is also evident in the haunted lands, where there are many more vengeful spirits blocking the way than usual, and there was even a time when the fire went out.

Fortunately, all three people in the car were skilled, and they easily dealt with even the most powerful ghosts.

Moreover, Mr. Qin's driving skills are commendable; the bus quickly arrived at Mingyue Residential Area in Dachuan City.

Meng Xiaodong, I'm here!
(End of this chapter)