In the New Year, everyone postpones going out after the night of the vigil, and it is enough to visit relatives and friends in time for lunch.

That's what Mr. Cha is.

On this day, he took his wife and daughter, drove out to the village outside the city to pay New Year's greetings to the elders, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning, and he survived the fireworks at midnight and tossed until one or two o'clock before he fell asleep, and his spirit was not so good, and he felt that he was separated from the world in front of him by a layer of vague fog in the driver's seat.

In such a state, he should not have driven, but the village where his ancestors lived was a little remote and he was the only one in the family who could drive.

It's fatigue driving.

He was able to control the speed of the car before it drove out of the city, and when the car was out of the city and the scenery on both sides of the window was replaced by fields and windbreaks, he unconsciously increased the speed of the car.

From fifty to seventy, from seventy to ninety.

There was no one else on the road, and he drove very reassuringly, and his wife and daughter, who were sitting in the back row, were a little nervous at first, but soon relaxed.

They were the earliest visitors on this road.

Laughter and laughter gradually brewed in the car, a mother and daughter giggled in the back seat, and Mr. Cha glanced through the rearview mirror from time to time, and the corners of his mouth raised into a smile.

However, he soon stopped laughing.

"Oops, hey, hey!"

"Didi!!"

Relying on the policies and planning of the township, the country road is very smooth, but it is not wide, when Mr. Cha looked forward from a certain rearview mirror to take in the warm atmosphere of the car in his eyes and then look forward to the road.

Suddenly, a man appeared in the middle of the road.

Dressed in white, with half-length hair, and tall, he looks like a Jianghu man who has come out of a martial arts movie.

Mr. Cha found that it was too late for this man to walk in the middle of the road, and the excessive speed and short distance stimulated his sluggish nerves, honking and direction, and he swore that he would definitely come up with the fastest reaction in his life.

Although the distance was short and the speed of the car was fast, Mr. Cha was sure that there was enough space on one side of the road for two people to walk side by side, and as long as the young man could jump to the other side of the road in time and at a slightly faster speed than the old man, he would never be injured.

But he didn't, the young man in the middle of the road didn't make any dodge moves in the face of the rapidly slammed car, he didn't seem to see the car rushing towards him at all, his eyes were looking straight ahead but he seemed to be blind.

He walked in the middle of the road, not missing a point, not giving a step, and his face did not change in the face of the rapidly slamming car.

It's like a boulder.

"It's over!"

Mr. Cha complained in his heart about the tragic situation on the front of the car and on the road after hitting someone, the scene of the injured person lying in the hospital after hitting someone, the responsibility he will be held accountable for speeding after hitting someone, and the price his family will have to pay after hitting someone......

His brain was blank, so to speak, he was scared silly, but more often than not, it was due to the excessive amount of information generated instantaneously, which led to 'overclocking', 'overheating', and 'crashing'.

"Phew!"

At the moment when the collision was about to happen, Mr. Cha closed his eyes.

I can't bear to look at it.

Don't dare to look.

"Ahh

A mother and daughter in the back row screamed before the collision, and the shrill screams made Mr. Cha unable to tell whether there had been a collision at the front of the car.

He closed his eyes, but the mother and daughter sitting in the back seat did not.

They saw a strange scene:

The man walking in the middle of the road passed through the car like a phantom, a ghost, or rather by the car, and even the girl in the car, who had just turned ten, had the privilege of overlapping the young man with half of her body.

"Ahh

The moment they crossed each other, the little girl screamed in uncontrollable pain, and her mother finally took her in her arms with a quick eye.

"Squeak——!

The car drove all the way into the field, and the last kinetic energy was dissipated in the soft mud of the field.

"What's going on?"

Mr. Cha opened his eyes, and he immediately looked at the front of the car, and there was no blood on the front of the car or the windshield.

Didn't hit anyone.

Then he looked back at the road.

He saw that the young man was still walking unhurriedly, and he looked indifferent and unbeaten.

"Mom, sell, batch!"

Mr. Cha did not see the man's body passing through the car, all he saw was that the young man was now walking on the road without any misconduct, and he was dismissive of the car that had driven into the field to avoid the accident.

How can there be such a person in this world?!

Mr. Cha was furious, and he quickly unloaded his seat belt and got out of the car, ignoring the dissuasion of his wife and daughter in the back seat.

"Beware! That thing...... I'm afraid it's not human!"

His wife said this, and her whole body trembled, because for for a moment she could not find the right words or words to describe what had just happened, and she said this.

"Damn, of course I know he's not human!"

Mr. Cha said angrily.

"Hey, mom, sell a lot! Labor and management call you, do you hear?!"

The dialect is mixed with Mandarin, and it is impossible to distinguish which one has more components, and Mr. Cha rushed on the road with still a little sour steps.

Teeth and claws, rampage, like an angry beast.

He should have been angry, but the man walking on the road ignored his anger.

The man was still walking on his own, not squinting his eyes or hearing him.

"Hey!****! Deaf huh?!"

Mr. Cha ran to the young man's side in a few steps, and in a fit of rage, he raised his hand and grabbed the young man.

"Huh!"

He grabbed a blank.

His hand passed directly through the young man's body, as if it had passed through a phantom in the air.

Mr. Cha was taken aback, he quickly realized that something was wrong, and the cold sweat between the hot sweat that had just turned instantly hung down from his forehead and back.

"Ghost ...... What the hell!"

He turned around and ran, but before he had gone a few steps he fell to the ground, half on the road and half in the field.

His lips were trembling and his face was blue, and although his brain and the hormones secreted in his body had told him 'don't want to be scared to death, don't look at that man anymore,' but his eyes had taken root in the man very disobediently.

"Big ...... Big...... Big brother, I'm ...... I...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......!"

One moment he was as fierce as a tiger, and the next he was like a grandson.

He can't be blamed, most of the world does.

He's just an ordinary person, and he's an ordinary person with a small family.

He was afraid of death, he was afraid of accidents, he was afraid of misfortune.

In his fearful eyes, the young man who walked methodically on the road still did not react, or rather, his 'disrespect' and pleading did not seem to be different from the previous accident in the eyes of the young man.

He didn't care about any of this, or maybe his heart was on something else.