But the ghost in white seems to be afraid of something in the car. At most, he only dares to look at his face and dare not come in.

Sheng Hai probably knows why - his light magic works together with his exorcism.

Ghosts are naturally afraid of these things.

"Master, what shall we do now?" The driver's voice was shaking.

Sheng Hai comforted him: "I'm trying to find my way back. Don't worry, most ghosts are harmless -- "

" ha ha ha... " The sound of the shade measurement rang from the side.

"Innate spirit Ha ha ha, what a wonderful taste ~ "

Sheng Hai:"

The malice in the laughter can be heard by anyone.

The passengers all looked at Shenghai, as if to ask again: "said good without malice?"

Sheng Hai's face sank.

He looked to the left with a dignified look.

He thought it was just an accident that the bus went to the underworld.

But someone has broken his constitution.

Is it a conspiracy to drive this bus to the underworld?

If this is the case, then he is the passenger of this car.

In everyone's eyes, those ghosts who came towards the bus were divided into two sides and bowed down respectfully.

It's like, in the welcome of some noble character.

What is it that is respected by so many ghosts?

Is it the ghost king?

Huang Shulang, who was hidden in Shenghai's knapsack, jumped to the ground, his hair was blown up, and he looked at the front as if facing a great enemy.

It was unexpected.

Come out is not what green fangs describe terrible ghosts.

It was a handsome man.

He was dressed in a very retro black robe, his hair was wrapped in a jade crown, and he was very particular all over the body.

If this place is not too weird, and his face is too pale.

This man is very much like the king and grandson in ancient novels.

He walked slowly to the front of the car and gently pointed.

All the people were horrified to see that the door melted gradually, until it dissipated in the air, and there was no debris left.

The ghosts behind him suddenly smelled the breath of strangers, all of which were agitated and rioted.

The man's eyes were playfully staring at Sheng Hai and said maliciously, "my king, I just want you to be a congenital spirit. You'll come down and I'll let these ordinary people go, OK? "

There was a commotion in the bus.

The man who wanted to get off the bus looked at Sheng Hai and said in a loud voice, "so we are all involved by you when we come here?"

"It's your business. Why did you hurt us?"

"Injustice has its head and debt has its owner. Let us go, master ghost."

Sheng Hai is a little cold in his heart.

Previously, when he found something wrong, he thought that he must try his best to protect the ordinary passengers in the car.

But now.

These people in order to protect themselves, one by one let themselves to face the powerful enemy, so as to get rid of themselves.

He looked back at them with a calm look.

"Good luck to you." He said faintly.

With that, get out of the car.

Behind him.

Huang Shulang looked at his back, blinked and jumped out of the car.

"What are you doing down here?" Sheng Hai looked at him, "I can't beat this guy who wants to eat me."

Huang Shulang snorted coldly: "if you die, I will not live. It's better to join you. "

Sheng Hai bent his eyes: "thank you."