As midnight comes, the world is silent.

On the hillside not far from the National Natural Park of Chengfeng City, in the bedroom of a villa with a European style, Xia Cicada Dance turned over lazily with a head full of sleepy insects, and continued to dream of Zhou Gong...

After a while, the familiar talisman jumped into her ears.

"It's Beijing time, and it's o'clock in the morning. No. 1007 driver Xia Chanwu, please get up and get out of the car! ”

"Uh...... I hate it, let me sleep a little longer. ”

"It's Beijing time, and it's o'clock in the morning. No. 1007 driver Xia Chanwu, please get up and get out of the car! ”

"Don't argue..., I'll dismember you if you quarrel again!"

"It's Beijing time, and it's o'clock in the morning. No. 1007 Division ........., crackling! Bang dang! "The world has returned to quiet.

Hmph, little one! You dare to call me for a little alarm clock, now you have nothing to say!

After a certain girl is finished, she continues to dream of Zhou Gong.

It's a pity that there are always ten unsatisfactory things in this world, and the broken alarm clock quickly reunites at a speed of 0.01 seconds, "The call of 1007 is invalid, and after three seconds, mandatory measures will be taken!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Cicada Dance on the bed moved, to be precise, she felt like she wanted to die.

"What are you doing, here again! Don't let people live? Ah~ah~ It hurts, I don't dare to be late again, spare me this time...... Ah~"

The screams of pain, a very discordant note streaked through the empty cottage, and it made people's hearts tremble to hear.

In a matter of moments, her soul was stripped from her body. What does that feel like? Only Xia Chan Dance knows it!

Every time she stays in bed, that's how it ends. From the soles of the feet to the top of the head, every time the soul peels off the body, it is a hard tear. To put it bluntly, it is the feeling of skinning cowhide alive.

He turned around and glanced at the quiet body on the bed, and there was an indescribable taste in his heart. After all, every midnight, you have to say goodnight to your own body, and this kind of "good luck" is not something that everyone can encounter.

Every time he thinks about this, Xia Cicada Dance will put it with a sneer.

When she was in a trance, the hearse No. 1007 had already penetrated the wall and entered the room in front of her eyes.

Of course, all she could see was a blackened locomotive, similar to the structure of a train, and as for how long the body was, she still hadn't figured it out.

Anyway, it's very long, anyway, you can't see the rear of the car at a glance, anyway, it's all black paint smeared throughout.

The most ironic thing about this hearse that Xia Chanwu felt was the two big white lanterns hanging at both ends of the front of the section where she was.

Looking at it, Xia Cicada Dance sneered again.

Let's say it's a guiding light, and it seems that every hearse in the underworld is fully autonomous.

There was nothing in the cab except for a black clock, an emergency bell, an automatic sound signal, and a few black buttons, so it was not needed at all.

Say it's an ornament, white lantern? How awkward it looks!

"Cut, I don't know what to say." A certain girl scoffed at it. At this moment, there was movement at various car doors in the distance.

"Hurry up, get in the car! If you miss the time of the trial, you will regret it! ”

"Damn, Lao Tzu fork can't kill you! Since you are all dead, don't think about the affairs of the yang world anymore, otherwise, Lao Tzu will carry you all the way to the underworld! ”

"Hurry up, Marley is on point, float in one by one, hang yourself on the hook above the car, and don't move anymore!"

“****！ These things are just whimsical, and they all come to this point, and they don't know how to accept their fate? Some still rely on their bodies and refuse to go, ****** they have to be honest if Lao Tzu forks them with a fork. ”

"........." Yunyunyun, Yunyunyun.

"Well, every time it's like this, can't they have a better attitude?" Xia Chanwu turned around and glanced at the scene of the ghosts urging the ghosts to get into the car, and walked into the cab without looking back.

Close the door, hear nothing, see nothing.

It's not that she's dancing with a heart of stone. It is because every ghost is expressionless and painless until they reach the underworld to be reincarnated or punished.

But there are also some ghosts, or they died too wrongly, or they were too murderous in their bodies, and such ghosts will desperately resist the trapping of the yin because of their resentment, and for this kind of ghosts, the yin will take compulsory measures, which is also understandable.

The reason why she didn't want to see it was because the ghosts in the hands of those ghosts were too terrifying.

If they die of natural causes, that's fine, and they can still be seen. If it is a ghost who dies unexpectedly, it must still be the same as when it died. So, ......?

What kind of ghost with missing arms and legs, what kind of ghost with rotten intestines, what kind of hanged ghost with a long tongue and protruding eyeballs, what kind of drowning ghost with a full stomach and a pale face, what kind of ghost ghost with a difficult birth covered in blood, what kind of ghost baby who was cut in ten pieces and eight pieces during abortion......

Something or something, in short, it's all kinds of death, and it's absolutely unsightly.

Although she has been a hearse driver for eight months, with the courage of Xia Cicada Dancing Sesame Seeds, she admits that she can't look directly at those head-numbing ghosts without scruples.

In this case, it is safest to hide in the cab, out of sight.

After a long time, Xia Chanwu glanced at the black clock in the cab, 0:59:56 in the morning.

Nice, ready to go. Xia Cicada Dance silently thought in her heart, fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine, one o'clock in the morning.

It's time, let's go! With a long roar, the hearse went straight ahead at a speed several times faster than the wind, all the way to the west.

When you encounter an obstacle, go straight through. Encounter the city, straight through. When encountering a mountain peak and tsunami or something, in a word, straight through, straight through, straight through! Who makes people's homes transparent, and what can you do to me?

Outside the window, sometimes full of eyes, sometimes reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, Xia Chan Wu looked directly out the window, as if she couldn't find anything to do except enjoy the night view, after all, there were still three hours to go to the underworld, and it was still very boring.

In the blink of an eye, ten minutes later, such a passage echoed throughout the 1007 hearse:

This trip is the 1007 hearse, and the arrival time: 0:00 in the morning. Departure time: 1 a.m. sharp. About three hours later, at 4 a.m., to 5 a.m., you can reach the next stop, the Scorched Styx Sea. Ask every administrator to take charge of his or her own spirit. Thank you for your cooperation!

The hearse carried a total of 13,061 passengers. Among them, there were 2,000 and 1 managers and 11,000 spirits.

Among them, 6,608 died of natural causes, 891 drowned, 1,155 died in car accidents, 332 were held by ropes, 585 died of dystocia, and 1,137 died of abortion...... Bell bell bell, bell bell bell ......"

The piercing emergency response bell suddenly rang non-stop, and the already dim and dispensable dark red "lights" in the hearse also flickered in the light and out.

"What's going on here, what are we going to do now, hey, anyone, come on, come and see, what's going on?" Xia Chanwu shouted towards the door in a panic.

After driving the hearse for so long, there has never been such a situation, and the various visions in front of her obviously frightened the rookie driver, and she stood in place, not knowing what to do for a while.

At this time, in the compartment outside the cab, a voice was cold enough to freeze the penguin: "Hand over all the ghosts in the hearse to me!" ”