Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

After watching Mr. Qin leave, Wang Xiaoming took out his phone and sent a message to Zhou Tong, asking him to pick him up with a supernatural taxi.

Since he had decided to meet the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, he would not delay.

After a while, Zhou Tong arrived at the pavilion. Wang Xiaoming could even smell the smell of engine oil on him. He thought he was going to study car repair again.

"Professor... are you looking for me to go on a long journey?" Zhou Tong walked up and asked.

"Yes, by the way, I will solve the problem of your third evil ghost." Wang Xiaoming stood up and walked out of the pavilion.

"Ah... this... will it be..." Zhou Tong's face was full of fear. The two consecutive transformations of evil ghosts before made him feel miserable and frightened.

Wang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows: "What? You were so impatient before, and kept urging me to control the third evil spirit. Why are you afraid now?"

"No...no," Zhou Tong shook his head repeatedly to deny, and said with an awkward smile: "Professor, I'm just too surprised."

Wang Xiaoming did not expose Zhou Tong's thoughts, and directly ordered: "Let's go now to Shengli Street, Zhongde City."

Zhou Tong quickly took out the supernatural taxi from the storage bag, opened the door, and welcomed Wang Xiaoming in. After everything was ready, he started the supernatural taxi and escaped into the ghost domain.

The supernatural fluctuations instantly attracted the attention of the people in the headquarters monitoring center, but when they found out that it was a supernatural taxi, the information was instantly marked as non-dangerous.

The supernatural taxi escaped into the ghost domain and drove away, and rushed out of the headquarters in the blink of an eye.

"Professor, did a supernatural event happen in Zhongde City?" Zhou Tong asked curiously in the taxi.

Because Wang Xiaoming said that there would be a third evil spirit suitable for him in the place he went, Zhou Tong made this guess.

"No, we went to Zhongde City this time to wait for a bus," Wang Xiaoming said calmly, "I'm going to meet a few people. Most of them live in the spiritual land, so it's more convenient to take this bus."

"A bus that can go to the spiritual land? Professor, are you talking about the ghost bus?"

Hearing that it can go through the spiritual land, Zhou Tong instantly remembered the ghost bus that Wang Xiaoming had mentioned, especially the professor had said that he got inspiration from the ghost bus to add the ability to shuttle through the spiritual land to the spiritual taxi.

"Yes, this is a very powerful ghost." Wang Xiaoming said calmly. As for why he knew that the ghost bus would appear in Zhongde City, it was because Qin Lao told him.

Although the spiritual taxi can also shuttle through the spiritual land, it is more convenient to recognize the road.

Ghost bus, here I come...

Zhou Tong was excited and stepped on the accelerator to maximize the speed of the spiritual taxi. Since he heard about the ghost bus from Professor Wang, he has long wanted to see it.

In front of a bus stop on a remote road in Zhongde City, Zhou Tong looked at the slowly approaching bus with a puzzled look on his face.

In his perception, the bus in front of him was just an ordinary vehicle without any supernatural aura.

It was not until the bus drove away that Zhou Tong scratched his head and walked to the shade on the side of the road, looking at Wang Xiaoming who was sitting leisurely in the shade and said:

"Professor, when will the ghost bus arrive?"

Wang Xiaoming opened his slightly narrowed eyes, looked at Zhou Tong and smiled: "You drive too fast, we arrived too early, now there are still seven minutes before the ghost bus appears, wait..."

Zhou Tong had no choice but to walk back and forth at the bus stop, looking in the direction of the oncoming bus from time to time.

As time passed, people began to get on the bus stop. When Zhou Tong sensed the supernatural aura of the ghost bus, there were already five or six people around him. Seeing the ghost bus coming from a distance, these people came forward one after another, wanting to be the first to get on the bus.

Zhou Tong's face darkened, and he squeezed to the front, then stretched out his arms to stop these ordinary people: "This bus is dangerous, you should wait for the next one!"

"What danger? I see you just want to be the first to get on the bus!"

"Are you not shooting a video? Are you deliberately playing a trick on passers-by? Is it fun?"

The few people who were stopped were mostly young people who often surfed the Internet. They knew that some people often did some weird things to become famous, and they would not believe Zhou Tong's words at all.

"I am Interpol," Zhou Tong saw that everyone did not believe him, so he took out his ID from his underwear pocket and showed it to everyone, "I am carrying out a special mission. As citizens, you have the obligation to cooperate."

After following Wang Xiaoming for so long, he had already applied for an Interpol ID just to make it easier to walk outside.

But even if they saw the ID, these young people were still skeptical, after all, they could not determine whether the ID was true or false.

Squeak————

Swish————

The bus slowly stopped at the side of the road, making a sound similar to deflation, and then the door opened automatically.

Seeing the bus arrive, the passengers waiting for the bus ignored Zhou Tong and went around to get on the bus.

"Hey...you..."

Zhou Tong grabbed a person and was about to pull him off, but he saw Wang Xiaoming had blocked the bus door without knowing when.

"Get out!" Wang Xiaoming's tone was not strong, he just said these two words very calmly, but the people in front of him were like possessed, and they obediently retreated under the bus sign.

Ignoring Zhou Tong's surprised eyes, Wang Xiaoming continued: "Forget this memory, you haven't seen us, nor have you seen this bus."

The people waiting for the bus had dull eyes, as if they were sleepwalking. After Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, they nodded automatically and no longer thought about getting on the bus in front of them.

Seeing that the situation had been controlled, Wang Xiaoming gestured to Zhou Tong:

"Let's go, let's get on the bus!"

Walking into the car, Wang Xiaoming found that the light inside the car was much darker than outside.

There were not many passengers in the car, a total of four, but these four passengers were all evil spirits.

There were puppets half a person's height, with strange appearances, long joints, and puppet ghosts that looked uncomfortable at first glance,

there were burnt ghosts whose bodies were charred and constantly radiated heat,

there were evil spirits with yellow paper on their faces and sitting upright,

and there were headless ghosts with no heads, only bodies.

Wang Xiaoming was not surprised by this, and he found a seat and sat down directly. The biggest effect of the ghost bus on ghost riders is to suppress the revival of evil ghosts, but now there is a more effective treatment array, the ghost bus has no appeal.

In addition, the quota for the treatment array is not expensive. As long as you put in a little effort, you can get the corresponding contribution points reward. Who among the ghost riders would be willing to take huge risks to stay on the ghost bus?

Zhou Tong followed closely and walked into the carriage. When he saw four evil spirits of different appearances, he was not surprised, because the professor had already told him that the carriage of the ghost bus was absolutely safe and all the evil spirits would be suppressed.

Instead, he showed a thoughtful look on his face, wondering which of the four evil spirits was suitable for him to control?