If I didn't get off the bus in time, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thinking of this, I felt a chill down my spine. I hurriedly took another motorcycle taxi and headed towards my hometown.

Fortunately, I arrived at my hometown without any major incidents. My hometown is a small mountain village. It's a remote place. The villagers are simple and honest. Since most young people have gone to work in cities, more than half of the population in the village are the elderly.

My grandma is quite prestigious in the village. She is a well-known semi-immortal. She usually treats and saves people's lives and is highly respected. Therefore, in this small mountain village, her status is extremely high. Even I have benefited a lot from her reputation.

In my opinion, compared to the Taoist, Chen Daoling, my grandma has more of the demeanor of a master. However, I have never heard that she chases ghosts or anything like that.

The small mountain village is a beautiful place. A mountain stream meanders through the valley. There seem to be no main roads in the village, only paths paved with crushed stones. The lush forest surrounds the entire valley, and the neatly cultivated terraced fields are adjacent to each other.

But I really don't have the mood to enjoy these sceneries. I have more life-and-death matters at hand now.

"Oh, Frank, you've come to visit your grandma." A man carrying a load said as he walked by.

"Yes, where is my grandma now?" I asked as I looked at this man. This man is my distant cousin. More than half of the people in this small mountain village are my distant relatives.

"She is in the meditation room now. Go and find her." After saying this, the man left with his load. And I quickly came to the meditation room. My grandma's house is a large building with a huge quadrangle, which is unique in the entire village. According to my grandma, their family was once a big family. At that time, the entire small mountain village was actually controlled by my grandma's family.

Although it has declined now, my grandma still holds significant power in the village. No one dares to disobey her in the neighboring villages.

Several distant relatives also live with my grandma, and they help each other. This makes my grandma's life in the mountain village very good. My parents no longer mentioned the idea of bringing my grandma to the city.

The meditation room is an ancient temple filled with Buddha statues. My grandma is a devout lay Buddhist. She has been a vegetarian and chanting Buddhist scriptures for more than 50 years. Before I even entered the meditation room, I could hear the sound of the wooden fish being struck.

When I pushed the door open, my grandma turned her head to look at me. She wasn't surprised. Looking at me with her old eyes, she said, "Grandson, you seem to have caused a big disaster."

"That's right, grandma. Please save me quickly." I hurriedly approached, hugged my grandma, and said in a frightened voice, "People in our class are dying every day. I might die accidentally too."

My grandma looked at me and sighed faintly. She slowly said, "I already knew about your matter. The thing you have provoked is not ordinary. I have no solution either."

"That's impossible. Grandma, you are so powerful. How could you have no solution?" While shaking my grandma's body, I couldn't help shouting.

"I really have no solution. The thing you have provoked is something that no one can approach. Otherwise, they will also be trapped and become a part of it. If I go, I might end up in the same situation as you. At that time, not only can I not save you, but I will also be a burden to you." My grandma shook her head and said.

"So that's it," I muttered to myself. No wonder Chen Daoling said those words. It turns out he knew all along that he couldn't solve it.

"Then what should we do? So many people have died already. If we don't come up with a solution, I will die too." I said in horror.

"No, you are my grandson. How could you die so easily? You are so smart." My grandma shook her head and said.

"But no matter how smart I am, I can't fight against ghosts and gods," I said helplessly. If my grandma still doesn't help me, I'm really doomed now.

"You are wrong, my grandson. From ancient times to the present, how many wronged and evil ghosts are there? Have you ever heard of a great Confucian scholar being harmed by ghosts and gods?" My grandma asked in return.

I was stunned for a moment and couldn't answer. In countless unofficial histories and novels, there are many people who have been framed by ghosts and gods. From emperors to common people, but none of them are great Confucian scholars. They are either unscrupulous merchants or some scholars. And those with great knowledge and wisdom seem to basically not be harmed by ghosts and gods.

"True Confucian scholars understand the world. Each one is upright and filled with righteousness. Ghosts and gods cannot invade them. As the saying goes, 'High morality subdues dragons and tigers, and great virtue earns respect from ghosts and gods.' This has always been the case throughout history." Grandma muttered.

"Alright, I don't want to hear these big principles anymore," I said impatiently. Then I reached out my hand: "Grandma, I came here to take the Taigong Compass."

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"I knew you would come to take it. I've already prepared it for you." Grandma wasn't annoyed. She unhurriedly handed me an ancient compass. This was an ancient-looking compass with tiny characters densely written around it.

This was precisely the family heirloom of our Zhang family, the Taigong Compass. It is said to be the compass left behind by Jiang Taigong after assisting King Wu in overthrowing the Shang Dynasty. It has mysterious and unfathomable abilities. It is said to have existed for two thousand years and was previously a powerful tool used in the imperial palace to divine the fate of the country. In legends, it has the terrifying power to predict the rise and fall of a dynasty.

And now the Taigong Compass has come into my hands. Looking at the compass in my hand, I nodded in satisfaction. There was a magnet pointer floating on the compass. There were scales everywhere around it, looking extremely magnificent.

"I'm leaving first, Grandma. I'll come to see you again after I get through this crisis." I took a reluctant look at Grandma and was about to turn and leave.

Grandma didn't stop me. She just gently said: "Grandson, you must remember that in this world, ghosts and gods are not可怕. What's truly可怕 is the human heart."

"I remember." I nodded, then closed the door and left quickly. I dare not approach my grandma now because if I'm not careful, Grandma might also be involved in this game because of me, which is something I don't want to see.

After leaving the small mountain village, I started to prepare to take a bus. Soon a long-distance bus came, and without hesitation, I got on it. Only after I got on did I realize it was too late.

"I want to get off." I hurriedly said to the driver. The driver's expression was stiff, and he said coldly: "No." Then he directly started the long-distance bus. The long-distance bus began to move, and I sighed. Then I slowly walked towards an empty seat.

There were already quite a few people on the entire long-distance bus. But these people weren't talking. The entire long-distance bus was unprecedentedly silent. Looking at the pale faces of these passengers, I shook my head.

I never thought I would be back in the long-distance bus I took for the first time. Everyone here is already dead, even the driver.

"Big brother, come and sit here." The little girl in red was sitting on the chair and waving her arm at me.

I walked over helplessly and sat next to her.

"Big brother, you can't escape." The little girl in red smiled. Her expression was very strange, and her eyes were already filled with blood.

"It seems I've been targeted by you." I glanced at her and said. Now, I'm not afraid anymore. Anyway, I'm like a turtle in a jar now. On this entire bus, except for me, there are dead people everywhere.

"Yes. Who asked you to like taking the last bus so much? Once you get on this long-distance bus, you can't get off." The girl sneered.

"Really can't get off? It doesn't seem so bad." I sneered and said. After saying this, I couldn't help but look around. The passengers around were sitting calmly in their seats. Their complexions were pale, and some even had corpse spots on their bodies.

Among these people, some had painful expressions, some were numb, and some were constantly tearing at their own throats. Fortunately, it's daytime, and everything doesn't seem so terrifying.

But I know that if I stay on the bus until night, the situation will be many times worse than now.

"I said, can't I really get off?" I said to the driver.

The driver was driving while answering. His voice was as hoarse as from hell: "You can't get off until we reach the destination."

"Then why could I get off so easily last time?" I suddenly asked.

The driver didn't answer but just kept driving. And I vaguely sensed something was wrong. Looking at the scenery outside the window, I finally realized. Now the long-distance bus was speeding up, and the originally dead-like faces of the passengers around were also gradually changing.

I knew I had to do something, or I would die. Now the driver was driving faster and faster, and the scenery outside was shifting. At this speed, it would be very easy to have an accident.

No, I must do something. I shouted anxiously in my heart. At the same time, my brain was frantically calculating. Looking at the dead people around and the driver, clues were gathering in my mind.

Soon, my originally panicked expression gradually recovered. My face turned into a smile again. I have thought of a way to get out of this long-distance bus, and this method is definitely correct.

I turned and came to the driver. The driver was still driving and ignored my arrival. But when I reached out my hand, his expression finally changed.

"What are you going to do?" He asked coldly.

"Old driver, don't you know that you shouldn't play with your phone while driving?" I smiled slightly, then took the phone next to the driver.

Then I shut down the phone directly. Immediately, something strange happened. The originally crazy bus began to slow down. The passengers around me, who were restless just now, turned gray again.