infinite danger

Chapter 216 Stop Now!

"Who is it again?" Uncle Leaflet parked the car and took the feather duster from Ji Siwei: "From your tone, it seems that you are not the person you want to meet."

"It's not that I don't want to see you, it's just a little strange." Ji Siwei briefly told Uncle Flyer that he had run into the same taxi driver several times when he took a taxi, and then said, "It's the fourth time, I always feel that it's not It's as simple as a coincidence."

That taxi driver never did anything to hurt him, if every encounter was deliberately planned, what was the driver's purpose?

"So that's how it is." Uncle Leaflet took out a few copper coins from his pocket, and was about to do a fortune telling. The copper coins were thrown into the air, and fell into the palm of Uncle Leaflet again with a "jingling" collision.

Ji Siwei stared at the hand held by Uncle Leaflet, very curious about the result.

The flyer uncle moved his finger, but did not open it, and he put his hand into his pocket without looking at it.

Ji Siwei heard the clinking of copper coins again.

"Misfortunes depend on blessings, and blessings depend on misfortunes." Uncle Leaflet raised his head, his gloomy eyes were like a bottomless well: "If the other party is determined to pester you endlessly, you can hide once, but you can't hide forever."

"I understand." Ji Siwei put away his mobile phone: "Instead of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck, it's better to follow the trend so as not to leave future troubles."

"That's right." Uncle Leaflet drew a talisman in the air with his bare hands, and finally put his fingers together and waved it lightly. The soft talisman turned into a little starlight, and followed the instructions to penetrate into Ji Siwei's eyebrows.

Ji Siwei closed his eyes subconsciously, and felt a soft energy inside his brows dive down from the center of his brows, circulated along the veins of his body for a week, and finally stayed on his heart veins.

When he opened his eyes again, he only felt refreshed, his eyes were clear and his eyes were clear, and the exhaustion from his previous overdrawn body was swept away.

Ji Siwei clenched his fist, and found that the ability to operate more smoothly, he was a little surprised: "Uncle, what kind of symbol did you paste for me just now? I feel like I have upgraded from 3G network to 5G network."

"What a messy metaphor." Uncle Leaflet knocked him on the head with a feather duster, and replied mysteriously: "The secret must not be revealed."

Ji Siwei rubbed his head, aggrievedly followed Uncle Leaflet to the bridge.

After crossing the bridge, they quickly found a taxi with double flashing lights on the side of the road.

Ji Siwei opened the co-pilot's door for Uncle Flyer, the driver looked at him sideways, opened his squinted eyes, showing some surprise: "Little boy, have you ever been in my car before?"

The driver pointed to his eyes and recalled: "I remember you wore a pair of red contact lenses last time, which left a deep impression on me."

Maybe it was the seed of doubt planted in his heart, Ji Siwei suddenly felt that the driver's words were a little deliberate.

"You remember correctly." Ji Siwei responded calmly, and handed the eight-tailed cat to Uncle Leaflet, and squeezed himself in the back seat with the ghost boy and You Tingting: "Master driver, please go to Pingning Road, Tianwan District Number eight."

"Okay." The car started slowly and merged into the traffic flow. The driver said, "Little boy, you went to Pingning Road last time, didn't you live there?"

Ji Siwei glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and said calmly, "You have a really good memory."

The driver laughed a few times: "Those who work in our line of work have a good memory."

Ji Siwei didn't reply, the car became quiet, and the roar of cars on the road became clearer.

The driver stared at the road ahead and drove the car smoothly. After a while, he began to chatter as if he couldn't bear the loneliness: "It's so late, why are you still on Baietan Island? It's night here There are no people there, the island is pitch black and you can’t see any scenery, and there are so many ghost stories, it’s scary.”

Uncle Leaflet yawned, his voice sounded a bit out of spirits, and he said casually: "I have a house near here, come here to collect rent."

The driver turned his head and glanced at him: "Rent collection at night?"

Uncle Leaflet said: "The tenants didn't cooperate. They complained to me for a long time but refused to pay the rent. I educated them a few words, and it has been delayed until now."

Ji Siwei thought to himself: "Taoist Feng Yan and the others are not paying rent, they are paying their lives."

The driver sighed: "It seems that it is not easy to be a charter company. It is so hard. Why don't you change your career to be a taxi driver, and I will recommend it to you."

The flyer uncle laughed: "Seeing that you are still working so late, it's not easy for a taxi driver. I'd better be a charterer."

"Ham, it's not easy for everyone." The driver sighed and asked again: "Who is this handsome boy, son?"

"It's my half apprentice." Uncle Leaflet said, "It's a bit cold in the car, isn't the air conditioner turned on too low?"

"I'll turn it up." The driver turned up the temperature and joked with a smile: "The charterer also takes apprentices?"

"Yes, rent collection is a science. The temperature inside the car is still a bit low. I'll adjust it." Uncle Leaflet reached out to touch the air conditioner button, touched the driver's arm inadvertently, and quickly withdrew his hand: "You This hand is cold enough."

The driver said dryly, "I'm born with a cold body."

"Could it be that you are..." Uncle Leaflet dragged out the ending, the driver tensed up, and his hand holding the steering wheel had bulging veins.

"Kidney deficiency?"

The driver quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "You're joking, I don't have that problem."

Ji Siwei listened to their conversation quietly, while looking at the navigation software, paying attention to the road the taxi was passing by.

The taxi suddenly slowed down and turned into a dark alley.

At the same time, the navigation software reminded Ji Siwei: "You have deviated from the route, and the ferry map will re-plan the route for you."

Ji Siwei raised his head and looked at the driver's back: "Master, did you drive the wrong way?"

The driver stood on his back, straightened his back, and coughed twice: "That's right, I have been driving a taxi in Yangcheng for decades, and I can drive with my eyes closed. I will never go the wrong way."

"You must have driven the wrong way." Ji Siwei's voice was cold like a warning: "Stop immediately."

The driver not only did not stop as promised, but stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The taxi accelerated suddenly, the scenery outside the window changed silently, the cars parked on the side of the road disappeared, the road became wider, and the street lights went out one by one.

Ji Siwei smelled a familiar cold air, as if it came from under the Nine Netherworld, decayed, strange, mixed with diluted bloody smell.

He has only smelled this smell once - when he strayed into the ghost realm!

"Ding——" A pop-up window popped up on the screen of the phone, and he saw a few eye-catching blood-red bold characters: "The car is driving into the ghost road!

"You drove the car into the ghost's way." Ji Siwei's normally indifferent face became serious, and Ji Siwei asked, "Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?" The driver snorted coldly and replied casually, "I'm not a human anymore."

Ji Siwei: "Oh, you are not human."

Driver: "..." I always feel scolded.

"I'll say it again." Ji Siwei raised his hand and pressed against the partition railing of the back seat, his voice was as cold as if he had just drank a glass of ice water, and said, "No matter where you are going, stop immediately."

"Stop?" The driver said in a leisurely tone with confidence, "Since you know this is a ghost road, you should also know what's on the road, right? Look out the window, is this a place where you can park?"

Ji Siwei looked out of the window calmly, and there were many dilapidated cars on the originally empty road. The interior of the car was filled with darkness, and only some vague black silhouettes of people could be seen.

The ancient copper coin was hooked by the yin energy here, emitting a few wisps of ethereal red light, scalding Ji Siwei's skin.

Ji Siwei said, not only do I know what's on the road, but last time I paralyzed another ghost road.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the driver thought he was frightened by the scene outside: "Are you curious why you keep bumping into me?"

Ji Siwei wasn't flattering at all, and cut straight to the point: "You did it on purpose."

"...Yes, I did it on purpose." The driver said to himself, "It was indeed an accident when we met for the first time. After you went to Yangcheng University, the seminar became a lost dog and a mess. I only started after that Pay attention to you, before today I didn't have any malice towards you, it was just curiosity."

Ji Siwei heard nothing fluctuating, and asked him in an interviewer's tone: "Then what made you change your mind and want to kill me?"

"We are predestined, so I'll let you understand." The driver was furious and almost turned the steering wheel off: "I've been planning this Baietan Island incident for a long time, and it seems to be a success. But it came to spoil my good deeds. Keeping you is also a disaster, it is better to get rid of it earlier."

Ji Siwei couldn't believe it: "There are six dragon pecking cones in total on the island. If you pull out one, it will be considered a near success?"

"You..." The driver was stunned speechless, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "When did you become so eloquent? Sure enough, you are as bad as your grandfather who sells salted duck eggs."

"You know my grandfather?" Yangcheng is really small, how come one or two of them know Lao Ji.

"Of course I know." The driver was a little proud: "If it weren't for me, your grandpa wouldn't be selling salted duck eggs so quickly."

Uncle Leaflet felt Ji Siwei's murderous aura and looked at the driver with pity.

The driver didn't take it seriously, and said the past as a medal:

"Back then, in order to prevent the demon lord's formation from flying away, Ji Wuwei abolished half of his cultivation, barely protecting part of the living Hades' soul and his power. After a few years, I regrouped and sent evil ghosts to interrogate Ji Wuwei. The whereabouts of the living Hades soul, we have been tracking him for two years..."

"Later, I got the news of his death."

Ji Wuwei, the name of his grandfather.

Ye Xiao also mentioned the title of Living Hades.All the weird things happening in Yangcheng today are inseparable from the turmoil that destroyed the world back then.

Just relying on some minions, how can they deserve to take grandpa's life?

The driver still sneered: "Why don't you speak, you're scared to death by this news..."

A majestic and dangerous blood mist emerged from the dry and warm palm, and instantly melted the partition of the taxi. The long, jade-like palm pressed on the driver's drooping shoulder, and squeezed hard, almost penetrating the bones: " I asked you to stop, don't you understand?"

Gloomy black air rose from the driver's body, resisting the scorching blood mist, and a layer of frost suddenly hung in the taxi. The driver said in a deep voice, "Young man, you can't be impatient like that."

Another two pale hands pressed on the driver's shoulders, and the ghost boy shouted coldly: "Stop it for me!"