Text Chapter 4 Masters
"Who, is it blind? Don't die, dare to stop the ghost car, are you crazy? The ghost car driver shouted loudly and violently, and the sound could be heard far away in the silence of the night. Damn, dare to stop Lao Tzu's car, Lao Tzu took out your heart, ate your liver, and gouged out your eyeballs as a cannon to step on. β
No matter how fierce the ghosts are at this time, they are so frightened that they can't speak, the so-called county officials are not as good as taking care of them now, here and now, the most fierce person in the world is this ghost car driver.
Chen Ling thought, this driver is extraordinary, full of confidence, and shoulders the heavy responsibility of escorting all ghosts, and he should also be a well-known god in the underworld.
But after a while, Xu saw clearly who stopped the car, and hurriedly changed to a low-voiced voice, "Auntie, what kind of wind blew you here, dare to work hard for you." β
"Open the door, I'll carry a ghost." A crisp voice said.
"Grandma, this car hasn't arrived at the station, so it can't open the door. It's a rule that this doesn't stop, and the above knows that it will be punished. The driver changed his previous fierce style, and for a while became an angry little daughter-in-law.
"Don't talk nonsense, open the door." The visitor completely ignored the driver's arguments.
The driver was still trying to argue, when suddenly a metal rod pressed against his chin.
"I'll go up with this stick and crush your head, you say you're a puppet doll, how many years will you lose your way." The voices of the people who came became more and more pleasant, but they also became more and more cruel.
Only then did Chen Ling know that the driver who had always been majestic was just a puppet doll. But such a puppet that is not even a shadow is the biggest in this ghost car.
"This... Grandma, you are grandma, I open the door, can't I open the door? With that, the driver pressed the button and opened the door.
I saw a light figure get into the car, ignoring the driver, just looking for his goal.
Wu Laohan next to him recognized the person, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said to Chen Ling: "Why is this aunt here, your vitality is here, you really shouldn't die." β
Chen Ling was curious in his heart what kind of person this was, such a majestic driver, who was very strong just now, but now he was as scared as a little girl.
"This is the number one demon slayer Xiushen in Tiandu, your savior." Wu Laohan's mouth was full of awe, even fear.
What Chen Ling thought in his heart was that the number one demon slayer in Tiandu was actually a woman.
Wu Laohan hurriedly patted Chen Ling's head, "You little rabbit cub knows a fart, woman, what's wrong with a woman." This aunt has a lot of mana, and she has many means, and everyone in the ghost circle of Tiandu knows that she is powerful. People, if you want to save you, you will repay your kindness in the future. β
As he spoke, Xiushen stopped, he should have found his goal. It was a male ghost in a white suit, panting against the back of a chair, with a few knife marks on his clothes, and the blood had dried up and turned black. There was a money bag across his neck, and he couldn't lift his head until he was pressed.
"Shuichi Sawa?"
The male ghost nodded hurriedly.
Xiushen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with his waist in his arms: "I can be regarded as finding you, you are running fast, I said that the soul has not been able to detain you, and you have already gotten into the ghost car." The prohibition on this ghost car, ghosts are not allowed to enter or leave, no wonder. β
"You were hacked to death the day before yesterday because of grievances in the rivers and lakes, and you should have died and your debts were wiped out. But before you died, you embezzled a lot of money from your boss, and your boss never found where the money was hidden, and now he asked me to take you back and let you explain the location of the money. β
The male ghost wanted to say something. Xiushen fiddled with the money bag on the male ghost's chest, and the jingle bell jingled and jingled.
"Carrying such a large amount of money into the underworld, don't you feel heavy?"
"After explaining where the money is, I will help you take down this money bag, and when you go to the underworld for trial, the crime will be lighter."
The male ghost didn't speak, hesitated, and nodded.
"Then come with me." Saying that, one person and one ghost got up and prepared to get out of the car.
Suddenly, Wu Laohan kicked Chen Ling to the ground, and Chen Ling couldn't bear it and sighed in pain.
Xiushen, who was just about to get out of the car, moved his nose, looked back at Chen Ling, frowned and asked, "Living?" β
Chen Ling hurriedly said yes.
Xiushen looked at Chen Ling carefully for a while, and did not speak for a long time. Under the dim light, Chen Ling couldn't see Xiushen's appearance clearly, and her heart was uneasy, for ordinary people, more things are better than less things, will she carry this burden of herself?
When he was restless, Xiushen's pleasant voice came, "Mortals are still alive when they get into the ghost car, should you say that you are lucky, or is it not good?" Count your fate, come with me. β
Saying that, he waved his hand and beckoned Chen Ling to get out of the car together. Chen Ling hurriedly followed, not daring to lag behind.
When he walked to the car door, Xiushen said to the ghost car driver: "I'll take this person out of the car." β
"Say it's good to mention a ghost, you?" The driver wanted to say a few more words.
"When did the ghost car change to pull a living person, do you want me to complain to your supervisor." Xiushen said angrily.
"Don't, don't......" The driver hurriedly waved his hand, "Okay, okay, then you go slowly." β
Saying that, Xiushen got out of the car with the ghosts of Chen Ling and Shuichi Zeming. Before getting out of the car, Chen Ling also glanced back at Wu Laohan, Wu Laohan kept twisting his hands at Chen Ling, as if counting money, this is to remind Chen Ling not to forget to burn money for him, Chen Ling gave Wu Laohan a positive look.
Uncle, you are my own uncle, and I will burn a warehouse of paper money for you when I go back.
After getting out of the car, Xiushen gave Chen Ling a business card and said, "This is my business card, I don't know how long you have been in the ghost car, but there will definitely be some sequelae, if you can't stand it, you can come to me." β
It's been a long time since I've seen someone with such a sense of justice, and Chen Ling hurriedly thanked him.
"Don't be too happy, I charge for it, and it's expensive." With that, Xiushen got into a blue coupe with the ghost and disappeared into the empty street.
There was no one in Siye, Chen Ling carefully looked at the business card in his hand on the roadside light, "Xiushen Demon Elimination Office, No. 7 Fuxing Road"
For the next two weeks, Chen Ling had the same dream every day, a strange dream.
Chen Ling was walking alone on the deserted road, and suddenly there was a car horn behind him, Chen Ling hurriedly looked back at the car, but what was surprising was that it was actually a white ghost car driven by a ghost. The body is sleek, the curves are smooth, the bumper is the sternum, the silhouette is the shin, the lid is a piece of skull, and the logo in front of the car is a whole white skull.
The ghost in the car kept shouting for Chen Ling to go back with it, and he hurriedly ran for his life, and the car kept chasing after him. From the city to the barren, from the mountains to the desert, the poor and the yellow springs are endless.
Every time Chen Ling encounters a volcano, he jumps over the crater like a bird, and the bone chariot falls into the lava, countless ghosts howl from among the bones, and finally are engulfed in flames, and the ghosts on the chariot shout that they will come back. Then Chen Ling woke up in a cold sweat, listless all day, and when he slept at night, he would have the same dream, the same road, the same bone car, the same ghosts, the same words, and so on.
An endless loop, a nightmare that can never be run away.
When he woke up from the dream again, Chen Ling couldn't bear it anymore, he found the business card of the demon slayer named Xiushen before, and searched for it according to the address in the business card.
"It should be here, No. 7 Fuxing Road." Chen Ling looked at the business card, and then looked at the house number, the three-story building with a beautiful environment in front of him, he couldn't believe that this was the legendary demon slaying office, but the nightmare of the infinite loop urged him to ring the doorbell.
A beautiful maiden opened the door.
"Hello."
Chen Ling has met many women in his life, although he has never been in love, but he is convinced that his ability to appreciate women is still good, otherwise he is sorry for the limited edition photos that have been treasured under the bed for many years.
He has a nickname called "Qunfang Bai Xiaosheng".
If you ask his high school teacher who Chen Ling is, he may not remember clearly, but if you ask him who "Qunfang Bai Xiaosheng" is, he will answer that it is the biggest shame he has been teaching for 20 years.
If you ask his high school male classmate Chen Ling who is, they can't remember it clearly, but if you ask them who "Qunfang Bai Xiaosheng" is, they will definitely tell you that it is their lifetime unattainable senior, pioneer, and leader.
If you ask his high school female classmates who Chen Ling is, they really can't remember clearly, but if you ask them who "Qunfang Bai Xiaosheng" is, they will definitely grit their teeth and say that it is a cancer on campus, a hooligan, and a black sheep.
Chen Ling's admiration for beauty was unmatched in high school.
But when the woman in front of him appeared, Chen Ling knew that he might not have seen a woman before, because this woman really... In Chen Ling's poor vocabulary, there are really no words to describe her, only to say, good-looking?
Yes, it's good-looking, it's the kind of good-looking that you have to grasp in your hands no matter how you give up everything.
It is a feeling of first love, and it is also the feeling that you must stay together for a lifetime in the end, the feeling that you will regret it for life once you miss it, and the feeling that it will be ruined in the hands of others.
Although he has been plagued by nightmares, Chen Ling only thinks about one thing at the moment - the woman in front of him will definitely be his wife in the future.
Is life and death important?
Xiushen looked at the demented teenager in front of him, with deep dark circles under his eyes, a defeated face, and saliva lingering at the corners of his mouth. She ruffled her hair, and then 120,000 points sure, a golden pig arched.
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