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In any case, Ming Chuan didn't want Zhai Feifei's soul to be damaged in any way.

Although what he was worried about was the worst-case scenario, there was only such a possibility, and with Zhai Feifei's arrogant personality, this possibility was actually very small.

But even if there is only the slightest possibility, Mingchuan hopes to eliminate it in advance and prevent it from happening.

A woman like Zhai Feifei has a bright and warm soul, and she should not be contaminated with any darkness.

Ming Chuan felt that as her friend, since he sensed this possibility, he should help her solve this problem in advance.

If that young ghost can make Zhai Feifei understand his dying feelings, understand his gratitude to her, and let her know that at the end of his life, because of her companionship and words, he eliminated his fear and gained peace, perhaps, Zhai Feifei can truly feel relieved and let go of this child's death completely.

It was precisely because of this thought that Ming Chuan changed his mind in an instant and let the young ghost go.

But now he regrets it a little, there is obviously something strange in this S City, Kaguya Mage and his party may still be lurking here, Gao Shan Jing also left here with a group of Gao Shan family's men, and the tattoo artist who has not yet been identified, the current situation in S City is very chaotic, in this case, a ghost wandering around is not safe.

That guy doesn't get involved in strange events and get killed, right?

Ming Chuan thought about it and felt that this possibility could not be ruled out, so he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Although the boy's life or death had nothing to do with him, if such and such a situation really happened, he would not be able to escape his responsibility by letting him go but could have purified him immediately. He didn't want to be burdened with such a sin for no reason.

"Let's go see tomorrow. Ming Chuan sighed and said to Ying Lan, who had been sitting silently beside him, "I always feel that I can't put my mind at ease, so let's take a moment to see the situation tomorrow." ”

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Early the next morning, Ming Chuan went to the driving school first as agreed and restarted the study of subject 2.

He was taught by the previous Coach Ke, and there were four other people who studied with him.

What Ming Chuan didn't want to fight was that among those four people there were his acquaintances.

Seeing the strong man with the image of the "Ghost King" tattooed on his arm, Ming Chuan's eyelids twitched slightly.

The strong man obviously recognized Ming Chuan, and greeted him with a big smile in the interval between queuing up to practice the car: "Hey? We are really fated to meet again." What's the matter? You're done with your business, and it's time to practice?"

This guy is still the same noise. Ming Chuan said while thinking in his heart: "The work matter is over for the time being. What's going on with you? Why are you still practicing here?"

"Hehe, what's that, it's just that the exam is hanging. The big man scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed, and replied with a smile.

"Is it difficult?" asked Ming Chuan.

"It's hard, it's very hard. The big man seemed to remember some painful memories, and said with a constipated look on his face, "People like me who have super learning ability have taken the exam several times, do you say it is difficult?"

Whether the other party's learning ability is super strong Ming Chuan is not very clear, he only remembers that this guy's ability to talk is very strong.

"It's hard to say that. Ming Chuan said casually while looking at the car that was repeatedly moving forward and backward in the field, and said in his heart that he had not seen any other acquaintances among the students except for the big man, and those people must have passed the exam, so it seems that what the big man said is not accurate.

"Who's to say it's not? I'll tell you......" Dahan then began to tell his sad history of practicing during this time, one by one, almost every detail.

Mingchuan smoked a cigarette, automatically and spontaneously blocked the other party's noise out of his ears, focused his attention on the car in the field, and only responded to the big man with a "um" from time to time.

"By the way, after talking for so long, I don't know what your name is. Dahan suddenly said, "My name is Liang Feng, the maple of maple leaves, but if I want to say that this name is not suitable for me at all, damn it, I want to change it to the windy wind, so that it sounds much more handsome." ”

"Hmm. Ming Chuan replied casually, and then said, "My name is Ming Chuan." ”

"Your name is not bad, let me tell you, there is a lot of knowledge in naming this, I didn't know this before, and then ......" The big man then snapped and talked about the knowledge of names.

Ming Chuan really doesn't understand, it's just an ordinary name, this guy can say so many things, it's really amazing.

Fortunately, at this time, the car in the venue stopped, and it was time to change to another student to get on the bus to practice. Seeing this, Ming Chuan immediately rushed over and got into the car, finally getting rid of Liang Feng's noisy mouth for the time being.

There are a total of five students who practice at the same time as Mingchuan, but there is only one instructor, and there is only one vehicle used for practice, and the students can only take turns to get on the car to practice. The time for each person to get on the bus to practice is ten minutes, and when the time comes, they will get off the bus and replace the next student on the bus, and then start again after all five people have finished their rounds.

After half a day, Ming Chuan only practiced three times in total, and the rest of the time was spent waiting and Liang Feng's noise.

When he walked out of the driving school, he only felt unusually tired, and it was like a mosquito buzzing in his ears.

"As a man, is it really good to be so noisy?" Ming Chuan couldn't help but turn his head to look at the driving school behind him, and muttered in confusion.

Hearing his question, a round bump appeared in the shadows under his feet, and Shadow Lan tilted his bare head out of the shadow, looking at him with some confusion.

"It's nothing, I'm just complaining, I don't want you to kill that guy. Ming Chuan sighed, he had recently found himself more and more connected to Shadow Lan, and even if it didn't speak, he could know what it was thinking.

Although this is a good phenomenon, especially now that Yinglan is still unable to speak, but after learning more about its thoughts, Mingchuan finds himself even more tired.

Speaking of which, Ying Lan has recovered quickly during this time, except for his small size and inability to speak, he is almost the same as before in other aspects, and he can not only cling to his shadow, but also participate in the battle as before. This reassured him a lot.

"Next, let's go find that little ghost from yesterday. Ming Chuan glanced at the little head that was bulging in the shadow, and said as he walked, "I think, that guy may have gone to find Zhai Feifei, let's go around the police station." (To be continued.) )