Mysterious resurrection, something's wrong with this guy.

Chapter 56 The Boss of Causeway Bay

Outside the bus stop, a middle-aged man with white hair and numerous tattoos on his hands stared at the bus, his eyes filled with confusion and hesitation.

"Damn it! Why is there a bus here?"

The white-haired man muttered to himself, looking very hesitant. He had been trapped in this godforsaken place for a week and couldn't find a way out. He was almost in despair.

But then he saw a bus at the intersection, something that shouldn't exist in such a godforsaken place, which rekindled his hope of leaving alive.

But he hesitated again. The appearance of a bus in this eerie, supernatural place seemed suspicious, and it might be another terrifying paranormal event.

He wanted to get on the bus to take a look, but he was worried that there might be ghosts on it. He stood outside the bus for a while until the lights on the front of the bus came on and the doors were about to close, at which point he had to muster up his courage and make a decision.

He rushed onto the bus just as the doors were about to close.

The moment he boarded the train, his eyes quickly scanned the carriage.

The carriage was empty, and the dim yellow headlights made the whole carriage feel gloomy and the visibility was poor, as if something terrifying was lurking in the shadows. The temperature was below normal, and it was a bit chilly. There was a faint smell of corpses in the air, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Something's wrong with this car; there must be something sinister inside. That was the white-haired man's first impression of the vehicle, but it was too late to get out now.

The car door slammed shut.

Suddenly, the white-haired man's eyes glazed over, revealing fear. Tiny beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his body trembled slightly.

"Damn it! This is ridiculous!" The white-haired man's face turned ashen.

The moment the car door closed, a terrifying supernatural force descended, and the vengeful ghost within him instantly went silent. This plunged his heart into despair. The supernatural force within him was his last resort; without it, he saw no hope of surviving.

He began to regret his impulsive decision to board this strange bus, but it was too late now; having lost his supernatural powers, he could do nothing.

Just then, a faint sound came from the front of the car, which immediately alerted him. He stared intently at the driver's seat, his eyes filled with surprise and vigilance.

Next to the driver's seat, a young man in his early twenties slowly stood up, holding onto the seat, and stared at him with interest. The young man lightly adjusted his monocle on his eye socket, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, revealing a casual yet chilling smile.

This is a living person, but extremely dangerous. This was the white-haired man's first impression of the young man.

"Hey handsome! Are you the bus driver? How much? I'll take you for a ride."

The white-haired man asked his clone number 1 in a gentle manner. Anyone who could appear in such a godforsaken place was definitely not someone to mess with. He dared not offend them easily and tried his best to control his words, even throwing away his usual catchphrases.

The white-haired man found a seat by the back door, trying to appear calm while also being wary of the young man in front of him making a move.

The first clone adjusted the monocle on his eye socket, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Interesting. Seems like a formidable character. The paranormal world is truly full of hidden talents."

The first clone also mentally evaluated the white-haired man. In fact, he had noticed him the moment the white-haired man got on the bus. The two pale yellow supernatural mediums on this guy were so eye-catching that it was hard not to notice them.

In the perception of the No. 1 clone, the current situation is still in the early stages of the supernatural revival. There are not many ghost tamers, and those who can control two vengeful ghosts are even rarer. Among the new generation of ghost tamers, apart from the original body, it seems that only Zhang Jun is known to control two ghosts.

The sudden appearance of a strange ghost master in this supernatural place, who was also controlling two A-level vengeful spirits, made the No. 1 clone instinctively become alert.

The fact that he was able to control two A-level vengeful spirits and was unaware of the bus situation means that he didn't enter the haunted place by bus. Anyone who can venture into the haunted place alone and survive must be a formidable character, and it's best not to easily antagonize him.

The first clone left the driver's seat, entered the carriage, and responded with a smile.

"As you can see, unfortunately, I'm not the driver! You're really unlucky. This train isn't easy to ride; if you're unlucky, you could die."

The first clone offered a few words of advice to the other party in order to express its goodwill.

He leisurely walked to the back row and sat down by the window, appearing relaxed and comfortable. However, he was still on guard, though not overly cautious. Everyone was currently under the influence of the bus's supernatural power, so unless this guy had a gun, he posed no real threat.

When the white-haired man saw that his clone number 1 had sat in the back row, his vigilance decreased slightly, but his fear of the bus intensified.

If this guy isn't the owner of this bus, then what's going on with this bus? A driverless bus—is it a ghost bus?

"Hey handsome, could you tell me more about this bus? Don't worry, I won't ask you for nothing."

I can give you money, just ask. If you don't have enough money, I can do something for you to pay off your debt.

My name is Situ Haonan, and I'm fairly well-known in the underworld. This is my business card. Name your price; just give me a call when the time comes.

Although Situ Haonan confirmed the identity of his clone No. 1, who was also a passenger, he still acted very politely. From the other party's words, he had learned some key information: this car was very dangerous, and a slight mistake could lead to death. The other party also seemed to know a lot of inside information.

Situ Haonan had no choice but to offer the highest price, because no matter how high the offer was, it was more important than his own life.

Seeing that Situ Haonan was so friendly, the first clone took the business card that the other party handed over. It had a few lines written on it: Situ Haonan, Causeway Bay, and detailed contact information.

"Forget about money, I don't lack that kind of thing. Just consider it making friends. Maybe I'll need your help in the future. My name is Su Qin, and I currently work for the government. If you're interested, you can come to Dajing City to find me."

This is a ghost bus, more terrifying than you can imagine. Any vengeful ghost that boards this bus will be suppressed. However, there are many things to be careful about when riding it. For example, this bus will travel back and forth between the supernatural and the real world, and the stops are uncertain. You must get off when it is time to get off, otherwise you will never have another chance.

Buses sometimes encounter special situations, such as encountering something scary that causes them to stall. If passengers don't get off in time, something terrible might happen.

The most important thing to pay attention to is the number of passengers. Once it's full, there's basically no hope.

You're lucky you boarded at this stop; if you had boarded two stops earlier, you would have been in serious trouble.

The first clone smiled and introduced the bus situation to Situ Haonan, using this method to get closer to the two. This was a very terrifying ghost tamer, and there might be times when they would have to deal with each other in the future. Doing him a favor might come in handy in the future. Finally, the clone did not forget to keep him in suspense, to leave a deep impression on the other party, which would make him pay more attention to him and be more wary of him.

As expected, Situ Haonan's expression turned very serious after hearing what his clone No. 1 said.

An official demon slayer—he's definitely got some influence. Not offending him was the wisest choice. Is he extending an olive branch? But getting me to work for the government? No way! I need to find a way to repay this favor quickly. He probably has no reason to lie about the bus information, but he's likely hiding something. Judging from what he said, something terrifying happened at the previous two stops. This guy is definitely not simple to be alive. I'll have to be more careful from now on.

The first clone simply exchanged a few words with the other party before sitting quietly by the window with its eyes closed to rest, without engaging in any further contact.

Those who control demons are different from ordinary people; basically, no one trusts anyone else, and keeping a distance from each other is the best way to deal with it.

He was almost at his destination; he just needed to get off at the next stop. As for the guy who controlled the two ghosts, he only needed to make brief contact with him. Everything depended on whether he could get off the train alive.