The Qi field outside the car has indeed changed, the yin energy has become thicker, and the yang energy has almost been completely consumed.

I said to Wu Lin and Li Huaishan: "Be careful. Continue to drive forward.

When the body advanced about three or four meters, the temperature outside suddenly dropped, and it felt like suddenly entering the ice storage, first it felt extremely cold, and then it felt that the cold quickly sealed the pores, and the whole body was a little tight, and I couldn't help but shiver a few times.

Even I have such a feeling, not to mention Li Huaishan and Wu Lin, Wu Lin hugged his hands and barely kept himself warm, while Li Huaishan shrank into a ball.

I tried to start the air conditioner on the car, but it didn't work, although the LCD screen showed that the air conditioner had been turned on, but the air vent did not blow hot air, and the temperature on the car was lower.

The scene in front of me reminds me of the ghost I encountered in Qinmaling, and the current situation is almost the same as it was at that time.

The car turned a big bend on the road, fifty meters away in front of the place, is the exit of this road, before I and Wu Lin checked on this road, we saw a street lamp at the entrance and exit at both ends of the road, and now the street lamp is still there, but there seems to be a faint fog near the lamp head, the light is like being wrapped, it is difficult to illuminate it, near the lamp head, the yellow light and the fog are mixed together, like a dark cloud that occasionally reveals light, and the area where we are, It's still pitch black.

Wu Lin hugged his arm hard, raised his chin towards the front window, and spit out three words with an expressionless face: "Traffic light." ”

It seems that the traffic light in front of him has also been transformed by some kind of force.

I slowed down and slowly moved towards the intersection, looking through the window and glancing around the streetlights.

Once I fixed my eyes on the lamphead, I saw that the fog that wrapped the light trembled inexplicably, and then a very conspicuous black shadow appeared in the fog, and even the light could not penetrate the black shadow.

At that time, my vision became less clear, and I felt that the shadow seemed to be a cloud of fog that had gathered and shrunk, and it seemed to be a silhouette cut out of a cardboard shell.

Wu Lin seemed to be able to see that thing as well, and he could also lie forward and take a closer look.

I looked at the black shadow, and I saw that he had climbed backwards along the lamp, until he had climbed up the bare lamppost, and when he lost the light, the shadow became clearer, and I saw that it was actually a baby curled up on a street lamp.

Its skin was a strange blue-gray color, its head was like a huge ball of water accumulation, and I could see bulging green tendons on the door of the head, at first it was facing away from me, I couldn't see its face, I only felt that it was lying on a lamppost, like a fetus curled up in amniotic fluid.

When I drove the car under the streetlight, it suddenly twisted its neck, and its whole face turned a full hundred and eighty degrees, and its neck was twisted like a twisted flower.

I looked up at it, its gaze fell along with the light, staring at me lifelessly, because the cranial cavity was stretched by the water, this guy's eyeballs were almost bursting out of his sockets, I felt awkward in my heart, but I didn't withdraw my gaze, still silently looking at him, trying to figure out what it was going to do.

Bang dang!

There was a muffled sound in the back compartment, I frowned, looked at Li Huaishan, and saw that he was taking out the flying claw from his arms, just now because the movement was too big, his elbow hit the car door, and there was such a big movement.

I gave him a color and motioned him not to make a rash move, and Li Huaishan nodded at me.

With Li Huaishan's current cultivation, it is impossible to see ghosts without condensing his mental power, and he has no condensing mental power now, but his eyes are fixed on the location of the strange baby.

There is only one possibility, the little thing lying on the lamppost is a living thing!

I can't feel the corpse on it, it can only be a living thing.

Wu Lin's gaze fell on the same position as Li Huaishan, and then he also spoke: "That thing gives me a very bad feeling." ”

I stepped on the brakes, parked the car directly under the streetlight, and fixed my eyes on the rearview mirror, before saying to Wu Lin: "Don't act rashly until the Yin Yang Dao appears. ”

Wu Lin replied lifelessly: "I know. ”

I heard from the store manager that before he entered the Yin Yang Dao, he had seen a blue-gray face in the rearview mirror, and I wanted to figure out what he was seeing at that time.

According to his previous statement, I also wanted to turn on the radio again, and there was indeed only a rustle of disrupted signals coming from the speakers, like a pile of hard sand being pressed to the ground and rubbing hard.

A few minutes later, I turned off the radio, and there was a mutilated sound coming from the speaker.

The reason why they are mutilated is because every sentence is like only the first half of the sentence and no second half, stumbling, and the music is not the same person.

The content of these words is also some slogans that were often shouted in the past six or seven years, and the people who read the slogans were very passionate, but when I listened to them, I felt a very strong dead air.

Wu Lin, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said: "Funeral." ”

I didn't hear it clearly at first, and I asked him, "What?" ”

Wu Lin raised his chin towards the button of the radio and said, "Listen carefully, the background music of these broadcasts." ”

I frowned, shifted my ear to the speaker, carefully discerning the details of the announcement, and it took a lot of effort to realize that there was indeed music behind the announcement.

The broadcast is incoherent, but the background music is continuous, it is a kind of music that I have never heard before, but I think it feels a bit like the kind of mourning music that often appears at memorial services, it sounds very depressing, but compared with ordinary mourning music, this music has a thick sense of resentment.

Li Huaishan muttered in a low voice behind him: "It's really evil." ”

"More evil is yet to come." I said this as I looked into the rearview mirror.

At this time, in the reflection of the rearview mirror, a blue-gray face appeared, and the facial features were not very clear, and it could only be seen that it should be a woman, who seemed to be lying on the trunk of the car, looking into the car along the rear window.

Li Huaishan also glanced in the rearview mirror, and then was about to turn around and look behind the car, but I immediately stopped him: "Don't turn around!" ”

Wu Lin reminded me on the side: "It's a green light, let's go." ”

I slowly stepped on the accelerator and let the car out of the intersection.

I heard the store manager say that as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he saw a liberation car rushing towards him in front of him, but what I saw was different from him.

There is no liberation truck ahead, not a single car to be exact, at the other end of the street lamp, there is only a section of gray-black road surface, there is a layer of fog floating on the road, like a cloud of smoke spit out of the mouth, some places are thick, some places are light, some places show wisps of smoke, like a softened spider web, but the smoke clouds always float along the breath, and the fog on the road is quiet and motionless.

When I drove the car onto the road, the fog was still moving, as if it were a pile of glue fixed in the air, invisible and intangible.

When I drove the whole car onto the road, there was no car around at first, but just as I was about to turn and try to make the front of the car face due east, I saw a huge shadow in the rearview mirror.

The shadow was thick and boxy in places, and it looked like a huge coffin.

Immediately afterward, the hum of the engine was heard in the air, and the shadow in the rearview mirror suddenly changed, and it turned into a strong liberation truck, which was rushing towards us at great speed.

I immediately shifted gears, slammed on the accelerator, and turned the steering wheel at the same time, the tires rubbed against the ground stiffly, making a sharp noise, and the car turned to the right at top speed, finally opening up enough safety distance from the truck.

From the side window of the car, I saw the cab of the truck, where a pale man was sitting, his body as if he had been repeatedly run over, thin and long, with a few red blood stains on the neckline.

When I looked at him, he turned his head to look at me, and I noticed that his eyes were like a layer of wax, and he could only see the white eyeballs, not black eyeballs.

That is, the moment I looked at it, my heart trembled violently, and the steering wheel immediately became out of control, and I wanted to turn on its own, I didn't dare to hesitate, held the steering wheel hard, and slammed on the brakes.

The car shook violently, causing everyone in the car to stagger around, but fortunately it finally stopped.

I looked at the rear of the truck as I walked farther and farther away, and my brows gradually twisted into the word "Chuan".

Wu Lin straightened up, turned around and said to me, "The things in the car don't look like ghosts. ”

I squeezed the steering wheel hard, and my brows wrinkled twice: "It's not a ghost, it's not an evil corpse, everything on this road is alive." ”

Wu Lin didn't discuss with anyone, he rolled open the car window, took out a cigar from his arms, and lit it silently.

As soon as he opened the window like this, the yang energy in the car should flow out, and the yin energy outside had already flowed in, but now, the Qi field inside and outside the car seemed to be fixed, and there was no circulation between them.

Wu Lin shook out the flames on the fire, and spit out a mouthful of clouds: "It's not a ghost, it's not an evil corpse, what could it be?" ”

I didn't respond, just silently rolled down the window and looked at the car inside and outside from the field of view of my left eye, filled with great doubts.

I have been in my old man's house for so long and have read so many classics, but the various scenes presented in front of me today are beyond my cognition.

There seems to be an invisible wall in the window frame of the car window, cutting the road outside and the small space inside the car into two completely unrelated worlds.

(End of chapter)