In a small car, with the driver, there were only four of us, and along the way, only the driver rose from time to time to say a few words, but most of the time, the car was relatively silent.

Without the noise of the bus, the smell was not so pungent, and leaning back in the back seat, I felt my eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep.

After such a toss, it is now five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun has sunk to the top of the mountain, and it will not be completely set in a while.

This kind of old-fashioned car, it seems that the shock absorption is not very good, and it will inevitably bump and shake along the way, so even if I don't want to wake up, I can't sleep too hard, I am always dazed, and suddenly I feel a wind blowing on my face, and at first I thought it was Sun Guming, who was sitting in the back seat, opened the window.

I opened my eyes in a daze, wanting to take a look at Sun Guming's direction, but found that his car window glass was closed tightly, and there was no crack at all, so where did the wind come from just now?

Finding that I came to my senses, Sun Guming also turned his head and looked at me, but his gaze seemed a little strange, he motioned for me to look down, followed his instructions, my gaze moved down, and finally landed on the position of his palm.

He had one hand in front of him, holding his phone as if nothing had happened, and the other hand was firmly attached to the door, and he noticed that my eyes had also fallen on his hand, so he moved his palm slightly, revealing a hole the size of a small fingernail, and a gust of wind came out of the hole.

"And what about the wind I just felt? Could it be that Sun Guming broke someone's car? Thinking so in my heart, my gaze at Sun Guming also became strange.

Feeling the meaning of my gaze, Sun Guming rolled his eyes, took out the cigarette case with only one hand, and handed it to me, meaning to let me take one myself.

I took the cigarette blankly, not understanding what Sun Guming meant.

He didn't think to explain it to me, opened the car window, lit a cigarette by himself, although he didn't understand what Sun Guming was doing, but he didn't bother to think about it, after all, I can't guess what can happen to this guy, who made the family a Xuan Xiu.

Ask him if he wants to come to the fire, light a cigarette, take a deep breath, and the sleepiness in his head will dissipate.

Sun Guming touched me with his arm and asked me to continue to look at him, only to see him holding the cigarette in his hand and approaching the hole in the car door, I just wanted to stop him, but the next scene made me hold back the words in my mouth.

The burning cigarette butt was close to the car door, like a red-hot piece of iron meeting ice and snow, and before it came into contact, the small piece of the car door suddenly seemed to be burned, wrinkled, and as soon as it came into contact, it was a transparent hole in the front and back, fortunately, Sun Guming only clicked it slightly, I have no doubt that if he used a lighter, the car would probably have to burn.

The place where a hole had just been burned by the cigarette butt was too much like a piece of paper that had been partially burned.

It just so happened that the body was bumpy at this time, and the cigarette in my hand, which was not tightly clamped, fell on the base of the car, and a burst of green smoke rose in an instant, and I just wanted to pour water on it, but Sun Guming had already stretched out a foot and stepped on the cigarette butt.

"It's going to leak." Sun Guming looked at me with an indifferent expression, and slowly withdrew his feet, I clearly saw that there was a large piece under the car, and even the ground could be seen clearly.

Just now, even if Sun Guming reacted quickly enough, the smell of burning paper still reached the driver's nose, he looked at the rearview mirror and asked strangely, "What's wrong?" Something is burning, right? ”

"It's okay, I just turned it up, and the cigarette butt fell on my clothes." Sun Guming said apologetically in the rearview mirror with a smile.

"Young people, don't smoke so much, although it's refreshing, but it's not a small harm, look at your brother and me, I'm so old, don't you still force yourself to quit smoking, after all, it's a harmful thing, it's better to quit early."

"What my brother said is, at your age, you should have a family, where is the family?"

"My father and mother left early, and the family is my woman and child, and the family of three all rely on me to drive the work, but my son is very filial, you see, this car was given to me by him." The driver touched the steering wheel, his face was full of smiles, as if he remembered something happy, and hummed a little song.

Sun Guming chatted with the driver like this, and Zhao Ya, who was sitting in the co-pilot, didn't say a word from getting into the car, and from behind, I thought she was asleep.

Until she saw a woman on the side of the road waving to stop the car, Zhao Ya let out a light "huh", and the people in the car also noticed the woman who was waving to stop the car not far ahead.

After driving for more than an hour, the sky was completely dark, and it stands to reason that the sky should not get dark so quickly at this time, but it may be because of the mountains, everything around is dark, and it looks extremely eerie.

"Don't stop, drive over!" When she was about to get to the woman in white, Zhao Ya said lightly.

The driver also thought it was, and didn't even look at the woman in white next to him, but when he passed by him, he kicked the accelerator sharply, and the car jumped out.

I'm a little curious, the driver's behavior is a little abnormal, after all, I've been with the two Xuan Xiu for so many days, and I've seen so many things that go against the worldview, plus the things that Sun Guming asked me to see just now, how could I not know that the driver in front of me was a ghost.

"Big brother? People beckoned, why did you rush over at an accelerated pace, you are too unkind. I asked, a little jokingly.

"Little brother, you don't know, this night is driving, there are more things in the evil sect than one, I just want to be safe, and it is one thing to be less."

I thought to myself, "Could it be that the ghosts of the year are afraid of meeting their own kind, and they are afraid of being ridiculed when they see themselves so miserable?" ”

Sun Guming, who has always loved to join in the fun, did not make a sound at this time, still looking down at his mobile phone, and just as I was about to speak again, Sun Guming threw his mobile phone to me.

The above is a piece of yesterday's news, a photo of a private car driver who died in a traffic accident on the road, a large section of text with pictures of the car accident at that time, and then continue to look down, it is the driver's photo before his death, and after careful comparison, it is indeed the driver who carried us.

This time I was mentally prepared, but I didn't feel very surprised, and after reading it, I returned it to Sun Guming, spread my hands, shrugged my shoulders, and said that I knew, and it was not a big deal.

But he clicked on a picture, put the phone back into my hand, and when I took it over, I was stiff in my seat.

In the photo, at the scene of the car accident, there was a blurred figure of the driver standing next to the almost scrapped vehicle, and in the woods behind him, there was a woman in white clothes!

The driver's death has something to do with this female ghost?!