"Unknowingly, it's the Ghost Festival again. Even though burning joss paper was not allowed, there were still people who secretly brought joss paper to the crossroad.”
He Wei said as he looked at the joss paper outside the car window.
Anju had only transmigrated to this world for three months, so he didn't know much about the local customs.
However, the Ghost Festival sounded like a festival that required a good meal.
Anju sat at the back with his eyes closed and listened quietly.
He Wei explained," The Ghost Festival is a festival from a long time ago. In the early days, when exorcists were still few, people worshipped lonely ghosts on this day to avoid the trouble of ghosts. Later, it gradually evolved into a memorial ceremony for relatives who died due to supernatural events. By burning paper money at the crossroads, the ghosts who died in vain could find their way to the underworld.”
"Very few people celebrate this festival now. After all, it's not very interesting. I only checked the relevant information because of my sister Ding Ran.”He Wei smiled and suddenly said mysteriously," Oh right, there's an interesting legend.”
"What legend?" asked Fang Leshan.
Although Fang Leshan was an exorcist, he had spent the first half of his life carrying bricks, fortune-telling, and selling ramen, so he did not know much.
"It is said that when the ghost festival is held at the crossroads, if a car passes by, the ghost heading to the Yellow Springs will hitch a ride. If the driver saw a stranger in the rearview mirror, he must stop the car immediately and ask the stranger in the back seat to get out. Otherwise, the ghost would bring the driver all the way to the netherworld!”
He Wei said it as if he had experienced it himself.
Fang Leshan felt a chill run down his spine when he heard that."Fortunately, it's just a legend."
"It's better to believe it than not to believe it," He Wei said seriously. Moreover, in the history of Huacheng, there had really been cases of cars mysteriously disappearing during the Ghost Festival.”
"He really went missing? Couldn't he just ask the stranger to get out of the car?”Fang Leshan asked.
"It's not that simple!"
He Wei said,"It's not easy to get a ride. Ghosts won't get off easily!"”
Fang Leshan sat in the passenger seat. The more he listened, the more flustered he became.
Fang Leshan felt relieved when he thought of Master An sitting behind him.
She couldn't help but steal a glance at Anju from the rearview mirror.
However, he looked over.
Fang Leshan almost could not catch his breath.
An Ju had a strange smile on his face as he looked at He Wei who was driving.
Beside An Ju, a young man who was dressed in a delivery man's uniform and had his stomach cut open was sitting.
It looked at Fang Leshan through the rearview mirror.
A dead ghost that went to the Yellow Springs!
He really got a ride!
"Master An! This, this, this, you, you, me, me, me…"
Fang Leshan was so frightened that he almost jumped up and said incoherently.
Anju made a gesture. Don't remind him. Let's see when he finds out.”
He pointed at He Wei who was driving.
An Ju had long understood that the unlucky He Wei and the ghost-attracting Fang Leshan would make it difficult for this train to not have an accident.
He Wei was unaware of the extra passenger in the back seat of the car and was humming a tune casually.
There was another crossroad ahead.
He Wei stepped on the accelerator and drove past the red light.
Thus, another passenger was added to the backseat.
This time, it was a female ghost with heavy makeup. A large part of the back of her head was missing.
It glanced at Anju.
"It's alright, we'll squeeze together."”
She even moved to the side.
"What do you mean squeeze?" He Wei asked casually. The back seat of this car isn't very spacious, but it's enough for two people…"
After saying that, she subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror.
"F * ck!"
He Wei was frightened.
His face instantly turned pale, and he covered his heart with his hand.
Fang Leshan wanted to comfort He Wei, but He Wei's eyes rolled back and he fainted!
He fainted again!
Fang Leshan was dumbfounded. He's still driving!"
He Wei's entire body was already limp in the driver's seat.
He was unconscious.
Boom!
The accelerator was stepped on to the bottom, and the excellent ability of the top-notch sports car was reflected. It suddenly accelerated.
The scenery on both sides quickly retreated.
Fang Leshan was pushed back into the seat.
"Don't!" Fang Leshan watched as the sports car became more and more crooked and cried,"Master An! Someone was going to die! Save me!"
Anju summoned two tentacles, pulled He Wei out of the driver's seat, and threw him into the backseat.
He flipped over and sat on it.
Fasten your seatbelt.
It wasn't because he was afraid of death. Anju couldn't even die from a rocket crashing into Earth, let alone a car.
It was just a safety habit.
The sports car returned to the middle of the road, and Fang Leshan felt a little relieved.
But Anju had no intention of stopping.
"Master An? Ask them to get out of the car." Fang Leshan asked tentatively as he pointed at the backseat.
There were still two ghosts sitting behind him.
"Get off?"
Anju sneered." The door is locked. No one can get out of the car tonight!”
The more ghosts there were, the better. Anju was prepared to visit all the crossroads in Huacheng tonight.
He stepped on the accelerator!
The sports car drove straight to the next intersection!
Fang Leshan's face turned pale on the spot.
Master An was indeed a thousand-year-old ghost.
He was going straight to the Yellow Springs, heading home!
I'm still a f * cking grain reserve!
I'm just a local product of the human world that I brought home!
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