"How can you hit a ghost, you're really fooling a ghost when you say that. www.biquge.info"Xiaolan is not stupid, of course she knows that the claw controllers don't mean to scare herself, but she is really a little angry, "Why do you think we are so unlucky?" What the hell was that thing that was bumped into, and how could it be so weird? ”

Zhao Kongmeng didn't know what Xiaolan had hit just now, but he knew that that thing should be very dangerous. He thought for a moment and took out his protective little Tang knife.

"It's impossible to think about it just by sitting in the car. If you want to know what the thing that was hit is, it's actually not difficult, just go over and take a look. ”

Zhao Kongmeng was more than just talking, he really got out of the car and prepared to meet this enemy lurking in the shadows. He pushed the car door open and tried to stretch out the little Tang knife. Seeing that there was nothing unusual outside, he took a cautious step. He turned his head to look around and saw that the entire road was empty. Except for their car, no other vehicles passed. He looked down again, and saw that the underside of the wheels was also empty, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

"How, what did you find?" Originally, Xiaolan didn't plan to get out of the car, but seeing that Zhao Kongmeng seemed to have found nothing, she finally couldn't help but walk down, "How can there be no things?" I had just felt the car crash into something. And when the wheels pressed over the thing, there was a noticeable bump in the car. You were in the car just now, you should have felt it, huh? ”

"Of course I felt it, otherwise I wouldn't have come down to see if anything was out of the ordinary." Zhao Kong dreamed for a moment, and then said to Xiaolan, "Let's go back to the car first, at least there is a car body that can provide some protection." It's a strange place, and it's probably what some people often refer to as an enchantment. In this kind of place, anything strange can happen. ”

Xiaolan got into the car, and then asked Zhao Kongmeng, who was wearing a seat belt, "What should we do next?" ”

"What else can I do, of course, is to keep running." Zhao Kongmeng smiled, "Besides, can you think of a better way?" ”

"Didn't you say there wasn't enough oil?"

"It's true that there is not enough oil, but you can't just sit here and wait for death."

Xiaolan was really speechless, she started the car, and then the MPV ran again. This will make Xiaolan dare not run too fast, lest there be any abnormal situation. Her eyes widened, and then she clenched the steering wheel with both hands. He also stepped on the brakes on his feet, always ready to brake the car with one foot. But this time the road seemed to be peaceful, and nothing strange happened at all. But what made her feel bad was that her neck was always cold, and someone seemed to be blowing the wind.

"Hey, can you be honest." Xiaolan didn't have much contact with Zhao Kongmeng before, thinking that he was a cool person who didn't like to talk. Who knew that he didn't speak, but he liked to make small movements. Xiaolan is not the kind of soft and cute sweet girl, she just has to smile when she works at the front desk. In fact, she is an indifferent character in her bones, and she doesn't like to joke with others at all. She was a little irritable, so she complained directly, "How old are you, can you look like an adult?" I'm going to be angry if you do this again. ”

"What's wrong?" Zhao Kongmeng put on a very tight look, "I just wanted to sleep for a while, and I woke you up." Can you please stop arguing and let me have a good rest. ”

"You've been blowing on my neck, and now you think I'm noisy?"

"I didn't, how could I do that kind of thing?"

As soon as Zhao Kongmeng finished speaking, he knew that something strange had happened. He saw Xiaolan's face turn pale, and knew that she must have guessed what was going on. The two men were staring at each other, not knowing what to do next. Zhao Kongmeng didn't care, anyway, he was just wasting time sitting in the car. But Xiaolan can't be in such a daze, because she is still driving. is in such a daze, but it will kill someone.

Thanks to this, the car is running in a straight line, and Xiaolan's steering wheel is very stable, so there is no big mess. But she will be in a daze, and the car will still be a little out of control after all. She's not stupid either, knowing she can't help much. decisively gave up the idea of catching ghosts in the car with Zhao Kongmeng, and instead concentrated on driving.

Zhao Kongmeng would be very annoyed, because his bloodline power awakened too little, so there were too few spells that could support him. He doesn't have yin and yang eyes, so he can't see the invisible ghost in the car. He could only ask Xiaolan, "Now that ghost is still there, can you feel him?" ”

"I can't feel it, I don't know if I can feel it. I just felt my neck cold, as if someone was blowing on my neck. What the hell is going on, could there really be a ghost in the car? ”

"I don't know if there's a ghost in the car, but even if there is, so what?" Zhao Kongmeng lay back in his seat, and then said with a smile, "Actually, whether this ghost is in the car or not is not a very important matter. Because this ghost probably doesn't have any ability, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed out to fight with us sooner? You see, he's just hiding in the shadows, blowing on your neck, and he's not daring to come out and do anything else. He only knows how to blow into your neck, and he doesn't dare to come and provoke me. What does this mean? ”

"What?"

"It means that he is just a coward, so what else are we afraid of?" Zhao Kongmeng closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and even took back the Xiao Tang knife. He knew that Xiaolan was still very scared, so he handed Xiao Tang the knife to Xiaolan, "Take this knife, with it, you will be in no danger." Demons are afraid of the wicked, and they are afraid of murder weapons. How many people this little Tang knife has killed, I don't know. How many demons and monsters it has killed, I still don't know. However, I can be sure that this Xiao Tang knife is not ordinary at all, it must be a rare murder weapon. With this knife in hand, you definitely don't have to be afraid of that ghost anymore. ”

"I've got a knife, but what do you do?"

Zhao Kongmeng smiled: "It's okay if he doesn't come, if he dares to come, I will let him know the power of the Chosen Son." ”

How powerful the Chosen Son is, Zhao Kongmeng himself doesn't know. He only knew that a master of Sun Xuehan's level would definitely not look at those little ghosts who would only scare girls. Although he was not sure that he would be able to defeat the ghost in the car now, he knew that he could not show cowardice, otherwise the ghost would definitely be even more arrogant. The two armies are facing each other, and what they compete is momentum. Whoever loses the momentum first will definitely lose.

Zhao Kongmeng stretched his waist, and then pretended to sleep. He knew he couldn't sleep, and he wasn't sleepy at all. But he had to pretend to be sleepy, because he thought it would make Xiaolan no longer afraid.

People are social animals, so they are easily influenced by others. Zhao Kongmeng tried to use his behavior to influence Xiaolan, at least to make her no longer afraid. Xiaolan would not be so scared, but her peace of mind was not because Zhao Kongmeng was lying there sleeping, but because of the knife in her hand.

When she was in the small hotel, Xiaolan saw the power of this knife with her own eyes. What a sharp knife it is, and it can easily cost many people their lives. Although there was an invisible ghost lurking in the car, with this knife, Xiaolan was no longer afraid of the ghost.

Ghosts are changed when people die, and if they die again, they will be wiped out. People are afraid of death, and so are ghosts. Maybe it's because the evil aura of this knife is too heavy, since Xiaolan got this knife, she really doesn't feel that someone is blowing on her neck anymore. But although the ghost no longer came out to harass, Xiaolan still felt a little helpless. Because she was just driving aimlessly forward, and there was no direction at all. Although she felt that she was driving in a straight line, after a while, she could always find that the scenery around her was familiar.

The scenery over and over again made Xiaolan feel very helpless. She kept it on until she couldn't hold on anymore. She discussed with Zhao Kongmeng: "Otherwise, let's change you for a while, I really can't stand it." ”

"What's wrong?"

"I can't go on, or I'm going to go crazy."

Zhao Kongmeng didn't get up, just opened his eyelids and glanced at the oil meter, and then he smiled: "You feel that you have been driving for a long time, but the few spaces on the oil meter have not changed much at all." As far as I can guess, we didn't run into a ghost hitting the wall, but stretched out the illusion. In this illusion, all our feelings are fake. It's like you just thought you were driving for a long time, but in fact you may not even drive a meter, all of them are fake, just your hallucinations. Why didn't the ghost harass you as soon as you got the Xiao Tang knife just now? It's not that ghosts are afraid, but that there are no ghosts at all. ”

Xiaolan was a little dizzy by Zhao Kongmeng's words, but she understood the general meaning. She would feel like a fool, because she could understand what Zhao Kongmeng was talking about, but she didn't dare to think about it at all. She felt that Zhao Kongmeng was really whimsical and unreliable at all.

"Don't look at me like I'm fooling you." Zhao Kongmeng smiled, "Actually, this is what I just thought, and I feel that my brain is really a little big." But have you thought about it, and this may be the most reasonable explanation. After we came out of that small town, it didn't take long for us to get to the car repair shop. It's so close to the city that it's impossible to be haunted. Even if some blind ghosts come here to make trouble, they don't dare to make such a big fuss. So the only plausible explanation for things is that there are no ghosts here, it's just that we think too much about it. ”