Dao Chief's heart was pounding, and the picture in front of him was simply too weird, even if he had read countless ghosts and seen many bloody scenes, it was not as good as the scene where there was no horror element at all!

However, the Taoist chief's mind was naturally different from ordinary people, he didn't speak, he didn't withdraw his hand, he didn't even put away the flattering smile on his face, he just secretly glanced at the other traffic policemen standing next to the police car. The voices of those traffic policemen chatting and laughing continued to reach the ears of the Taoist, but he understood a truth, hearing is false, seeing is believing!

The Taoist chief clearly saw with his peripheral vision, those figures, those figures who kept laughing, any part of the limbs, at all, had not moved!

The Taoist quickly withdrew his hand, threw his phone aside, and began to pinch it with both hands.

The little Taoist priest still greeted the Taoist chief's ancestors in his heart, and noticed that the traffic police did not take the mobile phone that the Taoist chief stretched out, but the Taoist withdrew his hand and pinched the trick by himself. Surprised, he raised his head and looked at the traffic police outside the car window.

The traffic policeman still saluted politely, the expression on his face did not change, how he looked like a wax man in a wax museum, and even his eyelids did not move.

When the little Taoist priest was in a daze, all kinds of mad laughter suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hehehehehe......"

"Giggles......

The little Taoist priest was shocked, and suddenly looked at the source of the sound - the traffic police standing around the police car! But seeing that the traffic policemen were all expressionless, they let out a loud laugh strangely, and they were gradually approaching like puppets, getting closer to ...... There was no movement at all under his feet, it was simply ...... It's floating!

"Ahh

The Taoist chief was led back by inertia, and his head slammed on the seat, this time, he did not blame the little Taoist priest for the first time, but held his breath, while pinching the trick, he shouted: "The sky is not right, the demons are rampant, the immortals and gods I use, the road is clear, broken!"

With a "boom", it was like the sky was collapsing, and the rocks were cracking!

This ghost realm was overwhelmed by the blow of the Dao Chief's powerful spiritual power, and it shattered like a mirror.

The Taoist chief breathed a sigh of relief and immediately looked around, but the little Taoist priest didn't care about what was going on around him at all, and just drove forward vigorously.

"Huh?" the Taoist chief looked left and right, and looked in surprise, frowning tightly.

"Daoist, if it's something bad, don't sue me! I don't think I saw it!" said the little Taoist priest tremblingly. He only had one thought now, which was to run for his life, to escape from this terrible place!

"Apprentice, give up, we have never walked out of Lingshan Cemetery. The Taoist chief sighed and said with a dead face.

"What?" the little Taoist stepped on the brakes, and the fast-moving car dragged a long trail on the ground, and the anti-lock braking system made the brake pedal under the little Taoist's feet "stunned" a few times, and the car finally stopped firmly on the road.

"From the moment we got in the car, we were already in the ghost realm. Until just now, the ghost realm was broken, and we returned to the boundless highway before, instead of returning to reality. I realized that those traffic police and this highway are not the same ghost realm, this is a realm within a realm, broken layer after layer, and if it is broken again, there may be more. And behind this, it's not just the sadistic spirit that is doing it, there must be someone else who is controlling this qiē!" the Taoist chief sat in the passenger seat, but relaxed, spread comfortably on the seat, and even closed his eyes slightly.

"Huh?" the little Taoist priest didn't quite understand what the Dao Master meant, but he had the most direct thinking, and he asked, "Dao Chief, why can't this realm be made by the spirit of abuse himself?"

"Although the spirit of abuse is resentful, she is still just a child, no matter how high her IQ is and how to play with people, it is difficult to complete this layer of ghost realms, which is determined by strength. Besides, her purpose is very simple, that is, to torture and kill, a person who wants to play torture and killing, will he have the patience to watch us run on the highway for nearly an hour?" The Taoist "hehe" sneered, his eyes were resolute, as if he had seen through a qiē.

"What if...... She just likes the cat-and-mouse feeling, so that we keep running, but we can't get out?" the little Taoist priest asked.

The Taoist chief's face froze, and he scolded: "If I say it's not her, it's not her, how can there be so many whatever!"

"Oh...... Oh......" The little Taoist priest replied and turned his head back.

The Taoist chief scolded the street viciously in his heart, saying in his heart that this little Taoist priest was too disrespectful to him, don't you know that the master's dignity is inviolable? He even went so far as to find a loophole in the Taoist master's logic, which is really damned! Do you know that the main basis for this reasoning is the sixth sense formed by his old man who has been catching ghosts all these years? He even doubts this kind of authoritative thing, and when he goes back, he must punish the guy who took him as an apprentice to sweep the toilet, sweep the toilet, sweep the toilet, sweep the toilet, sweep to death!

The little Taoist priest knew that he had made the Taoist angry again, he looked out of the car window nervously, but found that the scenery was the same as just now, he had nothing to do without driving, he thought about it, he still felt unwilling, and turned his head and asked, "Daoist, what should we do now?"

When the Taoist chief was asked the question he wanted to answer, he was very proud, smiled mysteriously, and said leisurely, "Wait!"

"Wait?" the little Taoist priest frowned slightly.

"Yes, I don't believe it, the torture spirit can be suppressed!" said the Taoist with a confident expression.

At this time, on the mountainside of Lingshan, the little girl who had been watching the car in place, as the Taoist chief said, finally couldn't hold it back, the cherry red mouth that grew in the right eye pouted, and said to the side unwillingly with a little coquettishness: "Sister, let me play!"

But in the void, a white ghost slowly appeared, whether it was skin, hair, or clothes, the ghost was a miserable white color, just like the legendary Snow Maiden in Japan, so white that it did not look like a human thing.

"There's no hurry...... Let me see the Taoist priest's ability......" The voice of the defeated female ghost seemed to float in mid-air, near and far, ethereal and cold, and it sounded creepy.

"Hmph!" the cruel spirit snorted and continued to read her ballad: "Little white rabbit, white and white, with two ears standing up, cutting veins and cutting arteries, it's so cute to be motionless......"

On the top of the mountain, Shadowless and Ghostface, who had been sitting and waiting until he was about to fall asleep, suddenly felt a ghostly aura that was even more powerful than the torture spirit when he was drowsy.