A hundred miles of flower sea? That's a nice-sounding name."
Jiang Qiao smiled.
A hundred miles of flower sea sounds like a beautiful scenic area.
"Yes, the Hundred-Mile Flower Sea has many poisonous flowers and fruits, which attracts many people to pick them."
"In addition, there are three well-established villages nearby that specialize in manufacturing and selling highly toxic weapons, so it gradually became a trading center."
"Especially the adventurers in the exploration teams, many of them have been based here for many years. Therefore, the Hundred-Mile Flower Sea is also known as one of the six great adventurer paradises."
Ah Zhen said.
"Six major adventurer paradises?"
Jiang Qiao found the situation somewhat absurd.
It's nothing more than adventurers frequently gathering here to do shady things.
Before he transmigrated, he watched the news every day, which was full of things like the top ten cities, the three major centers, the five major families, and the seven wonders.
He had absolutely no interest in this kind of thing.
"In that case, I wish you a safe journey."
He didn't say much.
Jiang Qiao looked out the window again.
Aunt Yang, who was sitting in front, originally wanted to come over and chat with Ah Zhen for a bit.
Seeing that Jiang Qiao looked uninterested, he had no choice but to sit back down.
A wave of frustration washed over me.
Sure enough, the people of the ancient village are proud; how could they possibly respect people like them?
...
Time passed by, second by second.
About an hour later.
Jiang Qiao, who had been observing the changes outside the window, suddenly noticed scattered lights appearing on the dimly lit highway ahead.
"Are we almost there in the hundred-mile sea offlowers?"
He watched quietly as the light in the distance grew clearer and clearer, gradually turning into a row of streetlights.
And the once desolate mountains gradually began to have houses.
These houses were not the dilapidated and filthy haunted houses we had seen before, but rather clean and tidy residential homes.
He even saw several people standing in front of a house, seemingly chatting.
This place is full of human presence!
"This is unlike any village I've ever seen before; they actually dare to live outside the village!"
"Is it that the spirits here can cover them, or are these residents all very powerful?"
Because of the distance, Jiang Qiao couldn't discern the details of those people. However, their willingness to be outdoors suggested they weren't ordinary individuals.
"The bus stop is just ahead, and Aunt Yang and I will get off there then."
"Brother Jiang, thank you so much for taking care of me along the way!"
As the bus began to slow down and turn right, Ah Zhen suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to the river bridge.
She knew that without this young man, she would have no chance of surviving!
"Just don't forget our promise."
Jiang Qiao waved his hand, not caring.
"Don't worry. Just let me know when you're going to Wild Dog Ridge, and I'll come right away!"
Ah Zhen made the promise with a serious expression.
...
Clang
The rear door of the bus opened, and Ah Zhen said goodbye to Jiang Qiao again before getting off the bus.
Aunt Yang opened her mouth several times, seemingly wanting to greet Jiang Qiao.
But seeing that Jiang Qiao wouldn't even glance at her, she had no choice but to reluctantly follow Ah Zhen off the bus.
From beginning to end, Jiang Qiao had no desire to have anything to do with this woman.
Of the four people who got off the bus after the paranormal event,
Tao Jun and Zhang Ruilin survived because they encountered Liu Mang.
This is not surprising.
But what does this woman rely on?
It should be noted that even with Liu Mang's strength, he returned in a disheveled state, clearly having suffered some hardship.
And that Ah Qiang was so dead that only his head remained!
However, the woman was neatly dressed and seemed to have encountered no danger.
Was she just lucky?
Is that possible?
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"That coin should belong to Tao Jun."
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered.
He saw the woman hand the driver a coin with excellent color as she got into the car.
That's right, you hand it to the driver, not throw it into the coin box!
Moreover, the coin still bears the ghostly aura emanating from Tao Jun.
"There can't be any mistake."
"When I whipped Tao Jun to death, the supernatural aura that exploded was from the same source as that coin."
Jiang Qiao's face revealed a cold smile.
...
"Are you Miss Zhen?"
"I never expected to see you here!"
"It's a pleasure to meet you!"
Just then, a warm greeting came from outside the car window.
Jiang Qiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Ah Zhen was surrounded by several Awakened Ones.
These people kept asking about my well-being and were extremely respectful.
"Oh? I didn't expect this weakling to be such a big shot."
Jiang Qiao couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this.
But then again, it seems quite normal.
In terms of strength alone, Ah Zhen is considered a veteran among the third-tier cultivators, even surpassing Li Xin somewhat. However, her temperament is not much stronger than that of a newcomer.
They're clearly being well protected!
"It seems that her eyes are indeed very rare, which gives her a high status in a certain circle."
"I probably haven't really fought with anyone before."
Jiang Qiao seemed to be deep in thought.
He had actually underestimated the importance of a strong support player for the team.
After all, he doesn't need it.
Moreover, he has always been able to see the hidden ghosts, so he doesn't think it's a big deal.
But in reality, this ability to see into the supernatural is extremely rare!
At this point, Ah Zhen was no longer as cautious as she had been on the bus.
Faced with this group of Awakened Ones who were all flattering her, she simply smiled reservedly and remained silent.
Aunt Yang, on the other hand, was very polite, but unfortunately, everyone treated her rather coldly.
The group followed the path behind the platform and arrived at a fork in the road.
There, Ah-Zhen boarded a carriage.
"That's really an exaggeration."
Jiang Qiao pursed his lips and looked away.
He didn't care about the woman's background or origins. As long as she remembered to be his guide at Wild Dog Ridge, that was enough for him.
If you dare to go back on your word.
Hey!
...
No one got on the bus even in the vast sea of flowers.
Those people on the platform earlier seemed to be there just to pick up Ah Zhen.
The driver restarted the car.
The old bus kept creaking and groaning, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.
At this moment, Jiang Qiao was the only passenger left in the entire carriage.
He didn't know if the strange woman in the last row had gotten off the bus, because he couldn't see her without activating his third-tier double pupils.
"We're almost at Beiquan, there's no need to cause trouble."
Jiang Qiao sat quietly in the chair, watching the scenery rushing past the window.
In the boundless fields, swathes of rice swayed in the wind, and busy figures moved in and out.
If these farmers could remove the rotting flesh and exposed bones from their bodies, they might look more like farmers working in the fields during harvest season.
soon.
The scene of busy farming disappeared outside the window, and a huge city appeared in the distance.
Even from a distance, Jiangqiao can still see the city's skyscrapers and dazzling lights.
"Is the next stop a dead city?"
He glanced curiously at the blackboard in front of him, then his gaze suddenly sharpened.
"Yancheng?"
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Yancheng?"
Jiang Qiao felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the place name.
This is not a good place.
He encountered a man who called himself the Earth God on a highway in the underworld.
The other party asked him to deliver a letter to the City God Temple in Yancheng, and said that he would be given a generous reward after the matter was accomplished.
In fact, to show his sincerity, this so-called local deity even provided Jiang Qiao with a great deal of intelligence.
However, he subconsciously sensed something was wrong, so he refused the task.
And as it turns out, his choice was correct!
Later, after meeting Liu Yuanyuan, this knowledgeable woman told him that there was no such place as Yancheng at all!
Moreover, according to her description, many years ago, someone else had also encountered this local deity, who was also tasked with delivering messages.
But that person eventually disappeared.
Some of his friends went to great lengths to find him.
But they gained nothing.
"I ran into Yancheng on my first bus ride, even though other people went to so much trouble to find it."
I'll fuck your mother too!
Jiang Qiao couldn't help but burst into a tirade of profanities.
Unexpectedly, the driver, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up at this moment.
"Passengers, please calm down."
"We'll be in Yancheng soon, but please don't make a sound at this stop."
The driver said calmly.
They seemed quite dissatisfied with Jiang Qiao's low-class behavior of shouting on the bus.
However, Jiang Qiao could keenly detect a hint of tension in his calm tone!
He was wary.
"So this city is dangerous!"
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes and immediately made a judgment in his mind.
Even when he encountered a paranormal event on the highway and was forced to get out of the car, this somewhat balding driver remained calm and composed.
But now...
"I hope everything goes well."
He watched the city drawing ever closer, its billboards on skyscrapers already clearly visible.
These ads feature the latest Rice brand landline phones.
There's also the newly released Orange 41 satellite phone.
There's even a shopping platform called Pinduoduo that's advertising there.
In the video, a greasy middle-aged man wielding a dragon-slaying sword chases after a chicken, hacking at it while saying in a somewhat accented tone:
"Hey bro, come and chop me up! 100,000 knives, a free new phone case... take it home!"
...
The bus began to slow down and move to the right.
Ahead, there was a crossroads, and next to the crossroads was a bus stop.
To be honest, it's quite rare to see a station set up at a crossroads.
However, when Jiang Qiao saw the bowls of bright red rice and the incense sticks stuck in them at the intersection, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it suddenly.
"Perhaps a lot of people died at this intersection, so they set up a stop for the dead to take a ride directly."
He knew that besides this old bus, there was another brand-new bus, which was specifically used to transport vengeful ghosts.
He had seen him before at Yicheng Station.
"This bus carries people, while the other transports ghosts; it seems like they have a clear division of labor."
"But even people can get off at designated stops, so what's the point of bringing ghosts?"
"Moreover, the old buses are now in trouble. Ghosts often come on board, and the drivers don't stop them. The perfectly good human buses are almost taken over by ghosts."
"So, could there be a problem with that new car too?"
Jiang Qiao became increasingly curious about the origins of the two buses.
...
A series of beeping sounds rang out from a horn.
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Before they knew it, the bus had entered the outskirts of Yancheng and stopped at the station at the crossroads.
This city doesn't look much different from other ghost towns.
Billboards and neon lights are everywhere, along with music playing outside roadside shops to attract customers.
The streets were also very clean.
There were no weeds, no trash, not even a speck of dust. This was an effect that no human could maintain.
Five minutes.
The driver in the front seat suddenly spoke up.
Then, he took out the huge wrench from the side and looked coldly at the scene outside the car, as if he was guarding against something getting into the car.
"Five minutes? It seems like we stopped for at least ten minutes before."
"So, the dangers of this city have forced drivers to reduce their stopover time?"
"But it also shows that the driver can't just do whatever he wants with this car; he also needs to follow certain rules."
"For example, if passengers who have bought tickets have a conflict on the train, he has an obligation to mediate."
"For example, the stop time at each station cannot be too short. Otherwise, it will take at least five minutes."
Seeing the driver's reaction, Jiang Qiao immediately analyzed many things in his mind.
Just then.
Footsteps came from the back of the carriage.
"Shh shh shh"
"Shh shh shh"
"Shh shh shh"
The sound was very soft, like the sound of cloth shoes stepping on the ground. Jiang Qiao subconsciously turned his head, but saw nothing.
"It's that female ghost; she wants to get off the bus."
Jiang Qiao's expression changed, and he immediately guessed the origin of the footsteps.
The female ghost dressed in modern clothes, looking like a student, was indeed still in the carriage.
He just didn't activate his double pupils, so he couldn't see them.
"Is the bus route changed specifically for this woman, with the bus stopping at Yancheng?"
What is it doing in Yancheng?
Jiang Qiao listened carefully to determine the location of the female ghost.
He dared not use supernatural powers to spy on them, fearing that he would be attacked if he were targeted.
rustling sound—
rustling sound—
He walked slowly and steadily to the rear door of the carriage, and then got off the train.
Soon, the footsteps disappeared from Jiang Qiao's ears.
Nothing happened in between.
It seems the other party really was just a simple passenger.
"call--"
Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
"In any case, it's a good thing that the female ghost left."
He was genuinely worried that when the female ghost got out of the car, she would see that he wasn't dead and suddenly finish him off with a knife.
"Now that the female ghost has gotten off the bus, we should leave too."
Jiang Qiao looked at the driver and saw that he was changing the next bus stop to "Beiquan Town," which was his destination.
"Three minutes left."
The driver glanced at his watch, looking somewhat anxious.
"It seems that there is indeed a minimum time limit for buses to stop, in order to prevent passengers from leaving before they have boarded."
Jiang Qiao listened carefully to the driver's mutterings.
"but..."
Just then, Jiang Qiao seemed to realize something.
Suddenly, I looked up and gazed out the window.
Then, his expression changed slightly.
What is this?
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The station is located at a crossroads.
The right side leads into the city, while the left side stretches out all the way, seemingly ending at a large mountain.
At this time.
The city, which was originally brightly lit and exuded a modern atmosphere, was suddenly shrouded in an eerie shadow.
The shadow was somewhat like the shadow left after sunlight was blocked; it was only a thin layer and did not appear very dark.
But isn't the area covered by this shadow far too large?
Jiang Qiao saw it start to spread out from the center of the city, quickly enveloping the entire city, and heading towards the bus station!
What is this?
Jiang Qiao looked at the driver and asked in a deep voice.
He knew this thing could communicate; otherwise, such an absurd thing as trying to mediate a fight wouldn't have happened.
really.
After a moment of silence, the driver uttered two words:
"shadow."
"shadow?"
Jiang Qiao was taken aback.
Do you even need to explain this to me?
Clearly, this answer did not satisfy him.
Just as he was about to continue questioning, the eerie shadow had already spread to the bus stop. Then, it covered the exterior of the bus.
Instantly.
A cold wind blew in.
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly and subconsciously activated his gray vision.
Holy crap!
That one glance made him exclaim involuntarily.
The scene that appeared before him was devoid of skyscrapers and ghostly shadows. There was only a hazy mist, and he could see nothing at all.
It was as if the world had vanished into endless nothingness.
He was very familiar with this scene!
"Damn it, this place is just like Nightmare City, the whole city is full of ghost stories!"
Jiang Qiao was taken aback.
"No wonder it didn't appear on the regular bus routes, it turns out it's a city of ghost stories."
"It is not impossible for a city god temple to exist in such a city."
He immediately thought of the destination of the mission to deliver the letter.
"The City God may not be a deity; he may be some kind of strange tale that triggered a qualitative change."
Sizzle sizzle...
A hissing sound came from the air.
The lights inside the carriage began to flicker, as if disturbed by something, their brightness changing constantly.
"Is it a supernatural influence?"
After closing his double pupils, Jiang Qiao glanced at the driver, whose expression was cold.
This bus was built by a vengeful ghost, and the lights inside the carriage are meant to block out supernatural influences. It can't be that bad, can it?
After all, this shadow was just a prelude; at least he didn't feel how terrifying this supernatural force was.
It seemed that they knew what Jiang Qiao was thinking.
The driver suddenly turned around and said in a somewhat sinister tone:
"The supernatural phenomena we are experiencing now are all overflowing into us after being blocked by the bus."
"There is one and a half minutes left."
"You'd better pray that no other problems arise and that the bus can hold up."
"Otherwise, we would all die here today."
Upon hearing the driver's words, Jiang Qiao paused for a moment, then slowly frowned.
Is it that dangerous?
Then, he stretched out his fingers and waved them in the air.
A strange talisman gradually appeared in his hand.
"go!"
Jiang Qiao pointed to the car door, and the talisman immediately flew out!
This is a defensive talisman, effective enough to withstand an attack from a peak fourth-tier opponent.
He wanted to use this talisman to test the situation outside the door.
"Whoosh—"
With a soft sound, the talisman instantly appeared outside the car door.
Then.
He saw that the talisman paper, which had been shining brightly, vanished into nothingness the moment it touched the eerie shadow.
Completely, without leaving any trace.
"What level of power is this?"
Jiang Qiao's gaze froze.
Even a sixth-tier supernatural attack couldn't make this talisman disappear completely without a trace; at least a trace of ashes would remain.
"See?"
The driver chuckled, looking somewhat smug.
"Thirty seconds left."
It acts like a numerator, uttering a number and then closing its mouth again.
Jiang Qiao was about to ask what was going on when he suddenly noticed that the entire vehicle was starting to shake slightly, as if something was pushing the vehicle.
He subconsciously looked out the left window.
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Then they saw that there were bloody, dead hands outside.
They were crawling on the outside of the car window, inching along, and judging from their posture, it looked like they were...pushing the car?
"They want to overturn the car?"
Jiang Qiao's face twitched a few times, and he looked at the driver again.
The person who discovered the riddle paid no attention to what was happening outside the car window; he was staring intently at the tall buildings in the distance.
It seems that something terrifying is lurking there.
Time passed second by second.
Those hands, like peeled skin, were increasing in number, densely packed, pressed against the car window.
This caused the entire bus to shake violently and even sway and tilt from side to side.
"Ten seconds left."
Just then, the driver suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
A relieved smile appeared on his face, as if a potentially bad outcome had not occurred.
He didn't seem to care about the arms outside or the shaking of the car.
Even as those arms, one by one, rotting human heads began to slowly rise from under the car windows, peering into the carriage.
"That's fucking disgusting."
Jiang Qiao covered his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.
To be honest, after dealing with ghosts for so long, he still couldn't get used to the smell of these bastards.
"Five seconds left."
The driver completely relaxed.
He got into the driver's seat, gripped the steering wheel with his left hand and placed his right hand on the gear shift, ready to start driving at any moment.
"Are we safe now?"
Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered, and he had a vague feeling that something was about to happen.
The next second, my premonition came true!
A faint sound of music suddenly drifted out from Yancheng.
It sounds a lot like the suona that used to be played during funerals in rural areas, loud and heavy yet mournful.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Qiao saw white, four-cornered paper lanterns floating into the sky from the center of the city.
These square lanterns, each with the black character "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice") written on its side, cast a chilling, pale light that illuminated the entire city sky!
"Something's wrong!"
The driver also saw this scene, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
"Thankfully, it's time. Hopefully, I can leave smoothly."
He took a deep breath.
After shifting into gear, I slammed down the accelerator.
"boom--"
With the roar of the engine, the bus suddenly lurched forward, and a large number of the vengeful ghosts hanging outside the bus were instantly blown away.
"A bunch of trash."
The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and sneered.
Then, eerie shadows, like those woven from hair, appeared on the car window.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After a bumpy ride, all the evil spirits outside the car window disappeared.
The bus began to travel on the smooth road and quickly moved away from Yancheng.
However, the driver's expression remained extremely solemn.
"Passengers, prepare to proceed."
"Hopefully, we can all hold on from here on out."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Suddenly it got dark outside the car, as if we had entered a pitch-black tunnel.
This situation did not last long.
Soon, a pale light appeared in the darkness.
A faint scent of incense wafted into Jiang Qiao's nostrils.
"No way!"
His expression changed, and he immediately took out a mirror and looked at the back of the vehicle through the reflection.
The next second.
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The next second.
"Damn it—"
"This is fucking..."
"This is fucking..."
Jiang Qiao's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out three consecutive phrases of traditional Chinese culture.
"hehe."
"See?"
In the driver's seat, the driver suddenly chuckled softly.
"You're unlucky to have encountered this city. If you can't hold on, these are the last few minutes of your life."
"But you are also very lucky."
"In the entire supernatural world, the number of people who have seen Him can be counted on one hand."
Jiang Qiao didn't speak. He stared intently at the white lanterns in the mirror and the green haze that slowly appeared behind them.
A terrifying name surfaced in his mind:
"City God!"
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