Look at the roaring car, and in a moment it will turn to ashes.

The driver, Lao Zhao, was dumbfounded and stood there in a daze.

Luo Fatzi was also dumbfounded, and only after a while did he speak, "Brother Sen, the quality of this car is too poor, right?" ……”

Wang Sen patted the fat man's head, "What do you want?" No matter how bad the quality of the car is, it is impossible to burn it all at once and burn it to ashes! ”

Luo Fatzi reacted, "Yes, Brother Sen, then this ...... What's going on? ”

Wang Sen sighed, "Alas, this is a paper car. ”

"Paper car," Luo Fatzi nodded, and then suddenly opened his eyes and said in a lost voice, "Brother Sen, you said this is a paper car?" Is it the kind of paper car paper man paper house that my seventh uncle burned at the funeral? ”

"That's right," Wang Sen nodded slightly.

"That's... Isn't that Lao Zhao ......? Luo Fatzi said, subconsciously distancing himself from the driver Lao Zhao.

Seeing Lao Zhao's pale face and his car in a daze, the more Luo Fatzi looked, the more he felt that Lao Zhao was a ghost, and quickly hid behind Wang Sen.

"Brother Sen, why didn't you say it earlier... I've been chatting with him all the way," Luo Fatzi couldn't help but tremble a little when he thought that he had actually chatted with the ghost all night.

"As soon as I got in the car, I found out, but I didn't know what his temperament was, so I didn't say anything about it along the way. But it seems that Lao Zhao doesn't seem to know that he is dead. ”

As he spoke, Wang Sen walked towards Lao Zhao.

patted the sluggish Lao Zhao on the shoulder, Wang Sen shouted softly, "Lao Zhao? ”

Lao Zhao raised his head and looked at Wang Sen blankly, he had already heard the conversation between Wang Sen and Luo Fatzi, "What's going on?" Could it be that I... Am I really dead? ”

"Yes, this car should be the paper car that your family burned for you." Wang Sen explained.

"Also, you didn't have a driving light before, probably because the night didn't seem to the ghost, and there was no visual discomfort, so you didn't even think about turning on the light." Wang Sen said patiently, he admired Lao Zhao's warm and kind heart.

"Really? Don't I have a driving light? Lao Zhao smiled bitterly.

"Other than that, you said that there was a lot of rain ahead," Wang Sen continued, "as far as I know, Jiangcheng has only had one rain this week. ”

"It was the second half of the night I went to the hospital." Wang Sen said solemnly, "You should have been absent that day." ”

"Really? Alas" The driver Lao Zhao sighed, he saw Wang Sen's ability to fiddle with the roadblockers, and saw that his car was burned like paper money, and then slowly accepted the fact that he was dead.

Luo Fatzi also came over and comforted, "Lao Zhao, no wonder I felt so cold in your car as soon as I got in the car, it was like turning on the air conditioner." So you're a ghost. ”

Lao Zhao raised his head and glanced at Fat Luo, and said speechlessly, "Brother Luo, are you so comforting?" ……”

Wang Sen looked at Lao Zhao and knew that he still had a trace of doubt in his heart, "Lao Zhao, it's very simple to prove that you are a ghost. ”

As he spoke, Wang Sen went to the side of the road to pick up a small branch casually, and silently said in his heart, "Possess the spirit!" ”

"Lao Zhao, bear with me," Wang Sen said as he poked the bright branch at Lao Zhao's arm.

"Hiss~" Lao Zhao screamed in pain, only to see that the branch easily poked into his arm, and when he pulled it out, Lao Zhao's arm and branch did not have a trace of blood donation!

Seeing this scene, Lao Zhao finally determined the fact that he was also a ghost. After being silent for a while, Lao Zhao shouted,

"Oh my hell, I've been scared enough by ghosts all day long, it turns out that I'm also a ghost......"

"That's right, Lao Zhao, I'm going to meet a ghost again in the future, fat man, I'll scare him with you, hahaha" Luo Fat Man saw that Lao Zhao had figured it out, and he was also happy for him.

Seeing that Lao Zhao, who was coarse, eased up, Wang Sen said, "Lao Zhao, if you become a ghost, it means that you were killed by someone, or have some obsession, can you still remember it?" ”

"When you say that, I seem to remember a little, I seem to have been killed by someone..."Lao Zhao said, with a painful look on his face, as if forcibly recalling that scene made him very uncomfortable.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

As he spoke, Wang Sen looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, put his hands behind his back, and silently recited "God calculates!" in his heart. ”

Luo Fatzi and the driver Lao Zhao both looked at Wang Sen with admiration.

For a long time, Wang Sen still looked up at the sky......

Luo Fatzi couldn't help it, "Brother Sen, you... What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Do you want to fart? If you want to fart, it's all your own person, it doesn't matter. ”

Wang Sen snorted, "Fart, you just want to fart..."

I secretly greeted the system in my heart, it turns out that God can't be considered a ghost... It's too bad.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Sen had no choice but to call out the pen fairy.

A little girl wearing a pale yellow Hanfu suddenly appeared beside Wang Sen, her white and tender little face was still a little pouty, and she looked very cute.

"Why are you calling me out, I'm playing with Sister Sadako." Bi Xian'er was a little dissatisfied and pouted.

"Huh? Xian'er, did you change your costume today? This one... Can you help my brother do something? Wang Sen said.

"Well, what's the matter?" The pen fairy crossed her waist, wrinkled her little nose, and looked old-fashioned.

"Huh? What a cute little Lori! Luo Fatzi saw the pen fairy who suddenly appeared and exclaimed, "Brother Sen is Brother Sen, and he actually carries such a cute pet with him!" ”

Bixian glanced at Luo Fatzi and the driver Lao Zhao, "Huh? A somewhat special new dead ghost, and a fat man? ”

"That's not right," Bi Xian'er looked at Luo Fatzi carefully, and was a little surprised in her heart, "This fat man is so lucky!" ”

"Fatty, who are you talking about? I'm Sister Wang Sen! Pen Xian'er said angrily, "Be careful that I turn you into a dead fat man!" ”

Luo Fatzi shuddered for a moment, and quickly hid behind Wang Sen, he instinctively felt that this little Lori was not easy to mess with......

"Okay, Xian'er, help me figure out how this driver, Lao Zhao, died." Wang Sen touched the pen fairy's head.

"╯^╰" Pen Xian'er snorted.

She glanced at the driver, Lao Zhao, and her eyes slowly turned white. The air around it seemed to fluctuate faintly.

After a while, Pen Xian'er opened her eyes.

"Zhao San, a professional driver, was a poor teenager whose parents died, and he had a wife and a child before his death. Yang life was not over, and before the time of normal death, he died of cerebral hemorrhage caused by external forces. ”

"Xian'er, can you figure out who the person who harmed him is?" Wang Sen said eagerly.

"Well, life is easy to calculate, and the details of specific things are blurred," said Bi Xian'er, "but when I grow up, these things will be clear." ”

"The people who killed him are two men in black, well, it seems to have something to do with you."