Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!-Chapter 495 - 273 Female Ghost: Feel the terror, humans! (Please subscribe! Vote with the monthly ticket!)
Chapter 495: 273 Female Ghost: Feel the terror, humans! (Please subscribe! Vote with the monthly ticket!)
On the bus, the driver yawned, driving the vehicle.
Taking advantage of a red light, the driver picked up the water bottle beside him and took a sip.
Just then, directly in front of the driver, something flashed by.
It seemed to be a sedan chair?
The driver frowned.
He glanced at the windshield in front of the bus,
and said, "What the hell was that?"
The driver thought that it was because he had been driving for so long that the streetlights were blinding him and he was seeing things.
He was just an ordinary person who couldn’t see any Yin energy, evil Qi, or such things.
But on the bus, those dressed in red and yellow robes were quite different.
When the eight little ghosts carrying the coffin got within a hundred meters of the bus,
Taoist Jing Xuan opened his eyes.
His divine sense swept across.
He watched as the little ghosts carried the coffin and the ghost bride got closer and closer to the bus.
Taoist Jing Xuan was utterly baffled.
Ah, this...
Are ghosts so bold nowadays?
All seven major members clad in red robes from Qingyun Mountain are on the bus; you don’t run away but charge towards us?
Is this for real?
It catches Taoist Jing Xuan and the others completely off guard.
He hadn’t even gone to look for trouble from these lonely spirits, yet here they were, delivering themselves to his doorstep?
Taoist Master Qingyun Mountain said, "I thought Tamiya Yoshinobu delivering heads was already invincible in this world, but it turns out someone is even more courageous than him. Whose troops are these?"
Watching the eight little ghosts pass by brushing shoulders with the bus,
Taoist Jing Feng was about to draw his sword, unable to hold back any longer.
A few little ghosts daring to be presumptuous here?
Are they seeking death?
But Taoist Jing Feng didn’t make a move and was directly stopped by Taoist Jing Xuan beside him.
All Taoist Jing Xuan did was tear open a pack of melon seeds and hand a handful to Taoist Jing Feng.
Taoist Jing Xuan said, "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, elder brother, the Heavenly Master is here, do you need to take action? Just eat some melon seeds."
This Taoist Jing Feng, the older he gets, the more muddled he becomes.
More than ninety years old and still can’t seem to hold back his temper, charging forward without thinking about the situation.
It’s no big deal when you few in red robes are fighting monsters and no one else competes with you.
But today is different!
The Heavenly Master is here today.
It’s like being in one’s own jungle, if the jungler isn’t around, just farm some small monsters.
If in front of your own jungler, you chop down their blue buff, wouldn’t that be a bit unseemly?
What is this?
This is going overboard!
The Heavenly Master is here; do you need to take action?
Everything depends on the Heavenly Master’s will.
Taoist Jing Xuan stated: Do you know why I could take charge of the Three Pure Ones Hall? And why at ninety-something you only guard the Spiritual Official Hall? Do you know why when the Heavenly Master is not around, I’m in charge?
Besides being old and the previous Old Heavenly Master not wanting you to overwork, the most important reason is that I, Jing Xuan, am good at getting things done!
Knowing what to do at the right moment, never stealing the boss’s thunder, and showing my face only when necessary so that the boss remembers me is why I have risen to this position.
You, Taoist Jing Feng, are the kind who would recklessly offer whatever is right in front of you to the boss’s bowl, whether it smells good or bad; how could someone like you make it far?
Sitting right on the bus, Taoist Jing Xuan directly pulled Taoist Jing Feng aside.
Told him to stop showing off.
Watch the boss’s intentions.
Taoist Jing Xuan glanced at the Heavenly Master.
At this moment, Qin Hao had his eyes closed, cultivating his mind and spirit.
It seemed as though he had not noticed anything unusual.
Since the boss had no reaction,
Taoist Jing Xuan also decided not to take action.
But what he didn’t know was that the current Qin Hao was not paying attention to the outside world at all.
Taking advantage of the time on the bus,
Qin Hao was busy partaking in the system’s roulette draw.
He had completed several tasks earlier and earned "[Divine Beast Egg Roulette Draw *40]"!
Forty chances for the Divine Beast Egg Roulette draw.
Qin Hao had not drawn before and had almost forgotten about it.
Now sitting on the bus, he thought it was a good time to use up all forty chances.
To see what good things he could draw.
Qin Hao was deeply focused on spinning the roulette.
But Taoist Jing Xuan and the others mistook it as him cultivating his mind and spirit.
If Qin Hao knew, he would probably roll his eyes.
This Taoist Jing Xuan was overthinking his intentions.
There’s no need to suck up like this.
There are little ghosts causing trouble; wouldn’t it be nice to just exterminate them effortlessly?
Outside the bus, four little ghosts were carrying a red coffin.
The ghost bride inside the coffin let out a "hee hee hee" laugh.
Her laughter spread throughout the interior of the bus.
Then, the ghost bride used a ghost technique.
Her entire coffin started to become ethereal.
And collided head-on with the bus.
The four little ghosts carrying the redwood coffin passed through the inside of the bus.
Directly entering the interior of the bus compartment.
A redwood coffin suddenly appeared inside the bus.
Then, inside the bus, the lights began to flicker on and off.
And the sound of electricity crackling could be heard.
From underneath the redwood coffin, a large pool of blood seeped out from inside.
"Hee hee hee! My beloved! How hard I’ve searched for you! Hee hee hee!"
A ghastly female laugh rang out within the bus.
If it were ordinary people, they would probably have been scared out of their wits by this terrifying scene.
But on this bus, the situation was somehow not right.
Not a single passenger showed even a hint of panic on their face.
A group in red robes and another in yellow robes all looked curiously at the redwood coffin.
Some of the red-robed Taoists were even pointing and commenting on the coffin.
"Crack!" "Crack!"
Taoist Jing Xuan and the ninety-something-year-old Taoist Jing Feng continued to sit quietly in their seats, cracking melon seeds.
Jiao Taoist, who had been leaning against the window of the bus sleeping, was awakened by the noise; he now half- squinted at the redwood coffin, shook his head, and then closed his eyes to carry on with his nap.
The utterly quiet atmosphere left the female corpse inside the coffin utterly confused.
"What..."
What’s going on here?
Are human beings not afraid of ghosts anymore?
Something’s not right with this script!
You all aren’t scared despite the terrifying atmosphere I’ve created?
Watching the female ghost inside the redwood coffin continue to create a frightening atmosphere with frenzy,
All the Taoists on the bus didn’t know what to make of it.
Taoist: Miss Ghost, can you have some professional integrity? Before you come out to scare people next time, could you please figure out the profession of those you’re trying to scare? By trying to scare a bunch of Taoists, you’re being a bit disrespectful to our profession.
That’s like running into Yama Hall with a gun to threaten King Yan to be careful in his next life; what’s the difference?
You a mere evil ghost trying to scare so many of us in Golden Core Red Robes, yet you wonder why we are not frightened?
Are you out of your mind?
There are so many people on the bus, yet not a single one is afraid of you.
The female ghost suddenly felt humiliated.
In all her years as a ghost, she had never been so shamed.
The female ghost became furious with embarrassment.
She burst forth with ghost energy and emerged from the coffin.
She decided to pick someone to make a statement.
The female ghost looked around.
Those in red clothes seemed quite troublesome to mess with.
There were many people in yellow, and the gathering of their Yang energy was too strong for the female ghost to act.
Hmm?
The female ghost’s gaze focused on the last row of the bus seats,
on the one in the golden robe sitting there alone.
This guy looked like an easy target.
It’s you!
With a wicked laugh, the female ghost reached out her ghostly hand toward the young man in the golden robe.
The female ghost was ready to rip out the man’s heart and eat it.
Female Ghost: Feel the terror, human!
