Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

In the dead of night, a chilling wind swept through the cemetery, casting a cold shadow over the area.

Xiao He, who was hiding near the subway gate of the tomb, suddenly felt a shiver run through his body, as if he were being watched by something, which made him feel a chill.

He looked around and found that apart from the logistics team members who were also hiding in the shadows, there were no wild beasts or poisonous snakes in the mountains watching him.

Moreover, at this moment, the logistics team members, including Zheng Hao, were focused on observing the outside commotion and their eyes were not on him at all.

"strangeness."

Xiao He frowned, thinking to himself.

Was it just his imagination?

Perhaps they noticed Xiao He looking around.

Zheng Hao, who was standing to the side, turned to look at Xiao He and asked, "Sir, is there a problem?"

Xiao He looked up at Zheng Hao and shook his head.

"no."

This feeling of being watched by something came suddenly and disappeared just as suddenly.

Although Xiao He guessed that this was just his imagination, he still felt a little worried.

After all, with his current strength, he rarely makes mistakes, but after observing the surrounding environment, he really didn't find anything.

Just as Xiao He was deep in thought, a low engine sound suddenly came from not far away. He looked up and saw that something huge seemed to be coming from the road not far away. In the dim light, he could only vaguely see some blurry outlines. It seemed to be a bus.

"They're here."

Xiao He felt a chill run down his spine.

Even from a great distance, he could sense a strong, eerie aura emanating from nearby.

Zheng Hao, who was standing next to him, also noticed the commotion coming from not far away. His expression suddenly turned serious and solemn.

The surrounding logistics team members also turned their heads to look at the enormous creature that was slowly revealing itself on the road not far away.

That was indeed a bus.

Strictly speaking, it should be called a ghost bus that exudes a sinister aura.

This ghost bus was tall and enormous, far exceeding the size of an ordinary bus. The paint on its body had peeled off completely, revealing a rusty metal surface covered with countless graffiti and scratches. The headlights on the front of the bus did not emit bright light, but instead emitted a deep green glow, like the eyes of a decaying abyss monster.

If you listen closely to that low engine sound, you can hear what sounds like countless ghosts groaning in pain.

Meanwhile, inside this ghost bus.

Spider-Man remained highly vigilant in the hood of the car.

The car was filled with a cold and gloomy atmosphere. He could clearly feel the oppressive atmosphere in the air, as if it were the aura of death that had been transformed after life had been extinguished.

Moreover, the car was filled with a foul, rotten stench—the smell of a decaying corpse.

Moreover, through the dim light inside the car, Spider-Man could clearly see the rotting skin of the driver, hidden beneath the dead man's makeup, sitting in the driver's seat.

While keeping a vigilant eye on the driver, the Spider-Man also kept an eye on the scenery outside the car window out of the corner of his eye.

He realized that the ghost bus seemed to really be taking him to the cemetery at the foot of the mountain.

However, right now, Spider-Man's focus is not on the driver of this ghost bus, nor on the cemetery that the ghost bus is heading to, but on... himself.

He felt a strange force invading his body.

But at the same time, he seemed to feel something inside him being slowly devoured by this power.

Strangely, he did not feel any physical discomfort.

But... just as free things are the most expensive, the biggest problem is that there are no problems with your body.

"It seems things aren't as I expected."

Spider-Man's heart sank slightly.

He had initially thought the ghost bus would take him to the vicinity of the cemetery before making its move, but it seemed that the ghost bus had already silently attacked him ever since he boarded the bus.

Initially, after learning that the ghost bus was likely the work of a cultist, Spider-Man planned to use it to trace the cultist's activities and find the cultist behind it.

But now it seems this ghost bus is not easy to deal with either.

As time passed, the scenery outside the window also flew by quickly.

Because Spider-Man was sitting near the front of the car, he could roughly see the iron gate that marked the entrance to the cemetery not far away through the windshield, which was almost completely shattered.

Seeing this, the Spider-Man's heart stirred; he knew it was time for him to make his move.

Thinking of this, Spider-Man looked up and gazed at the driver in the driver's seat. His thoughts were the same as Xiao He's; he focused on the driver.

After all, the driver's job is to drive.

However, just as the Spider-Man was about to attack the driver, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, the ghost bus seemed to have traveled over a bumpy road, and the entire vehicle began to shake violently.

The Spider-Man, sitting in his seat, struggled to steady himself, before he could even try to figure out what was happening.

With a sharp, piercing sound of shattering glass, the already dilapidated car window suddenly broke open amidst violent shaking. A cold wind howled in, and flying shards of glass cut into the air, slicing the Spider-Man's skin, and blood flowed from the wound on his wrist.

"What?"

Spider-Man's expression changed.

He never expected that he would be cut on the wrist by some flying shards of glass.

Only now did he realize that his body's reaction speed had dropped to such a low level that it felt as if his body had aged decades in an instant, and his reactions had become extremely sluggish.

Not only that, the gusts of cold wind not only stung his skin, but also made him shiver involuntarily.

His body's resistance had also decreased.

boom!

Just then, the ghost bus suddenly made a loud noise and then rapidly disintegrated in the Spider Man's eyes, as if it had been torn apart by some force. As broken metal pieces flew everywhere, the Spider Man was also thrown out of the bus by a force. He fell to the ground in a sorry state, his bones aching all over.

Fortunately, as the ghost bus disintegrated, Spider-Man suddenly felt his reaction speed and physical resistance return to normal. In the instant the ghost bus exploded and disintegrated, his body successfully avoided all the fatal attacks in a strangely bent position, but many glass shards and metal plates still pierced his body.

Spider-Man struggled to his feet, staring dumbfounded at the scene before him, his heart filled with doubt and confusion.

How did this ghost bus suddenly explode out of nowhere?

the other side.

At the entrance to the subway gate of the cemetery.

Xiao He and Zheng Hao, along with other logistics team members, continued to lie in ambush. But at that moment, they saw the ghost bus that was slowly approaching in the distance suddenly disintegrate with a loud crash, its fragments flying everywhere, like a terrifying flower blooming in the darkness.

This caused everyone's expressions to change, and they quickly realized what was happening and rushed towards the location of the ghost bus explosion.

After all, Spider-Man is still inside.

Because it was dark, they couldn't tell whether the Spider-Man had escaped in time or hadn't.

They quickly arrived at the site of the ghost bus explosion.

The scene before them sent chills down Zheng Hao's spine, and even Xiao He's heart pounded wildly. The wreckage of the bus lay scattered on the ground, the broken glass reflecting the cold moonlight. It was unclear whether the ghost bus driver had completely vanished into the wreckage or had left earlier, but at least the Spider Man was still alive.

Right now, Spider-Man is dragging what appears to be a badly injured body, rummaging through a pile of car wreckage.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Zheng Hao walked to the Spider-Man's side with a worried expression. When he saw the numerous wounds on the man's body, he quickly turned around and shouted to his teammates, "Quick, go get the first-aid kit!"

At the same time, Xiao He slowly walked to the Spider Man's side, but he did not show any worry or say any words of comfort. After all, what's wrong with a grown man losing a little blood, even though the other party seemed to have lost quite a lot of blood.

Thinking of this, he looked at the spider man's thigh, which had been pierced by an iron bar; that was the most serious injury on the man's body.

"I'm fine."

The Spider-Man replied in a low voice.

Although he appeared to be seriously injured, only he knew that these were just superficial wounds, even though his clothes were soaked with blood.

After giving a casual reply, the Spider-Man looked at the pile of bus wreckage in front of him, a thoughtful expression in his eyes.

After thinking for a moment, he had some guesses about why the ghost bus suddenly exploded.

He then turned to Xiao He, who had walked up to him, and asked in a heavy tone, "Did this happen when you were dealing with that taxi?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao He immediately shook his head and replied, "No."

The ghost taxi never suddenly exploded like this ghost bus. Even when Xiao He killed the driver of the ghost taxi, the taxi only disintegrated. It never exploded like this ghost bus.

Upon hearing Xiao He's reply, the spider-man's eyes narrowed, and he already knew the answer in his heart.

"In that case, the strange occurrence this time could very well be the work of a cultist operating behind the scenes."

In Spider-Man's view, it must have been that when Xiao He dealt with the ghost taxi, he alerted the cultist behind it, which is why the local authorities made the ghost bus self-destruct, trying to kill Spider-Man inside.

Moreover, during the time it took for Xiao He and his group to arrive after the ghost bus exploded, Spider Man had already carefully examined the wreckage left behind by the ghost bus after its self-destruction. In his perception, the strange energy remaining in the pile of car wreckage was indeed dissipating at an extremely fast speed, just as Xiao He had said, which was obviously abnormal.

However, although the facts were similar to what Spider-Man had guessed, there were still some things he had to speculate about.

The reason this ghost bus exploded was indeed because of the secret instigation of the cultist behind it—the magician.

After leaving Zhou Tai, the magician had already guessed that since the ghost taxi had been destroyed, it meant that the remaining two summoned vehicles had been targeted by the Night Demons.

Although he managed to retrieve the rickshaw later, he failed when he tried to retrieve the ghost bus as well, which meant that the ghost bus already had passengers on it.

Through his connection with the mysterious black card, the magician vaguely sensed that this passenger was no ordinary person.

Therefore, he naturally guessed that the people in the car must be the Night Demons' tamers.

The magician knew very well that the ghost bus had completely fallen into the hands of Guiyesi. In order to prevent Guiyesi from finding him through the ghost bus, the magician took the initiative to "destroy" the ghost bus using the black card.

However, he never intended to use the self-destruction during the destruction process to kill the driver, also known as Spider-Man, on the vehicle.

On the contrary, the magician's actions actually saved Spider-Man's life in a roundabout way.

When the ghost bus arrived near the cemetery, the "fare" that Spider Man had to pay was enough to kill him. Even though Spider Man was a master of ghosts, he naturally had to abide by the rules of the supernatural as he used his supernatural abilities.

Without the strange powers, the Demon Master is ultimately just a slightly stronger ordinary person.

The self-destruction of the ghost bus is equivalent to the driver failing to deliver the passenger to the destination, in which case no "fare" will be charged.

That's why Spider-Man suddenly felt like he was "alive" again the instant the ghost bus exploded.

However, the magician did this not to save the life of Spider-Man, the master of illusions; he simply wanted to avoid trouble.

After all, the death of a master of deception would greatly affect his future plans.

at the same time.

The scene then shifts back to Spider-Man's side.

After the other party said those words, Xiao He nodded symbolically.

However, he was unaware that the cultist behind this bizarre attack was an "old acquaintance" of his.

"So what do we do now?"

Xiao He glanced at the Spider Man, whose expression was somewhat somber, and then at the pile of bus wreckage in front of him.

This pile of broken copper pieces is much larger than the previous one.

At this moment, a logistics team member had already taken the medical kit from the vehicle.

Upon seeing this, the Spider Man immediately pulled out the iron bar that had pierced his thigh.

In an instant, blood gushed out like a spring, and the intense pain assaulted the spider man's nerves, causing him to groan involuntarily.

"Move this pile of stuff off the ground first."

Despite the excruciating pain, Spider-Man said in a heavy voice, "Then report this situation to the boss."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Xiao He and slowly said something.

"There's one last thing I need you to do."