Chapter 174 That's it?
Chapter 174 That's it?
After returning home, Ji Siwei recalled the illusion he saw in the movie theater and found that he hadn't been to his aunt's house for a long time. After catching up on sleep, he called Ji Siyun and spent two full days in his aunt's manor.
By the way, for this reason, Uncle Chen and Auntie were given a holiday.
When the date specified on the ticket arrived, Ji Siwei packed up his equipment, put on his peaked cap, and left early with the puppet and the eight-tailed cat.
From his home to the old station in Yangcheng, the journey takes about four to ten minutes.
At the intersection, there happened to be an empty taxi passing by. Ji Siwei closed the taxi app and stopped the taxi.
The taxi driver was plain-looking, thin, with no expression on his face.
Ji Siwei sat in the back seat of the car and said to the driver, "Please go to Yangcheng South Station, thank you."
The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror and drove off without saying anything.
As soon as Ji Siwei turned on his phone, Nan Yuebai sent him a message: "Brother Ji, go online and play games."
Idle is also idle, Ji Siwei looked at the time and replied: "Just play one game."
Nan Yuebai sent a disappointed emoji, and sent another message: "One round is one round, come quickly."
Ji Siwei put on the headset and logged into the game.
After playing a game, Ji Siwei raised his eyes and looked out the window. The car was driving fast, the trees outside were lush, the tops of the trees on both sides of the road almost overlapped, the lights were dim, and there were no pedestrians or vehicles on the road.
It's a one way street.
In Ji Siwei's memory, he didn't need to pass this road to go to Yangcheng South Station.
He frowned and asked, "Master, did you drive the wrong way?"
"Aren't you going to Yangcheng South Railway Station, that old abandoned train station?" The driver's voice was unexpectedly young, as if he was deliberately lowering his voice, which didn't match his appearance.
"Yes, but I don't remember going this way." Looking at the back of the driver, Ji Siwei suddenly felt a little familiar.
"It's closer to take this road." The driver asked him in a low voice: "There are many rumors of ghosts at Yangcheng South Station. What are you doing there so late?"
The road is very long and seems to have no end at first glance.
Ji Siwei had already noticed the abnormality, so he casually said "I have something to do there", and opened the mobile phone map software.
A loading symbol popped up on the phone interface, and he glanced at the signal grid—there was no signal at all.
Is there still no signal in Yangcheng?
After thinking about it, he took out the special black phone and opened the map software.
This time it was successfully opened, but it showed that it could not be located, as if the road was not on the map at all.
He clicked Refresh. At first he thought it was useless, but unexpectedly the software interface trembled, and suddenly a striking red box popped up. Ji Siwei saw several bold words: Warning! ∑ The car is driving on a ghost road!
There is indeed a problem with this driver and this road!
Ji Siwei looked up, looked into the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror, and said coldly, "Stop."
"The destination hasn't arrived yet, so what are you in a hurry for?" The driver even gave up the disguise of his voice, and seemed to be smiling: "I park here, you will get lost."
Ji Siwei asked straight to the point: "Who are you?"
The driver's hair began to change color from the top of his hair, and his jet-black hair turned pink. He turned his head to look at Ji Siwei, with a cunning fox mask on his face.
There is no gap between the mask and the face, as if it grew out of his face. The mouth on the mask is bent, and a malicious voice comes out: "Remember me? Newcomer."
Ji Siwei was deeply impressed by this fox mask. The "fox" is the only human being among the seminar members in the Fanghua Building of Yangcheng University!
"How could the newcomers forget us? I think he has a good memory." A man appeared out of nowhere on Ji Siwei's left, with three eyes staring at him unblinkingly, like a cold-blooded animal.
At the same moment, a white-haired little boy appeared on Ji Siwei's right, and his face was completely blocked by the white paper with the word "ghost" written on it: "Betraying the organizer is a crime that cannot be punished."
"Hic." A man reeking of alcohol appeared on the co-pilot, with a lizard-like green tail lying across the fence.
These four are all members of the seminar, except for the chairman, they are all here.
The seminar disappeared for so long, but it appeared at this time.
Ji Siwei reflected on himself in his heart, this time he was really careless.
Seeing that Ji Siwei's face remained unchanged and he didn't speak, the long-haired man narrowed his third eye on his forehead: "You don't have anything to say when you see us?"
Ji Siwei glanced at him, and said calmly: "The four of you came to arrest me together, it seems that I am treated very well."
"Isn't that right..." The long-haired man laughed: "We have been watching you for a long time, and finally you are on the order. Of course, we must be cautious and not miss."
Hearing the word Luo Dan, the eight-tailed cat bared its teeth in dissatisfaction: "Are you not paying attention to me and the little puppet?"
The long-haired man shrugged: "Four against three, it's not impossible."
"You!" The eight-tailed cat showed its paws, ready to show him the Eight-Tailed Eighteen Styles. Ji Siwei gently pressed its paws, and asked very calmly, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
The long-haired man raised his eyebrows and asked back, "You can't fail to see that we are here to kill you, right?"
Ji Siwei blinked: "That's it?"
"What do you mean? We are here to kill you, shouldn't you be afraid?" The long-haired man was very dissatisfied with his reaction, and said in a nasty voice: "You hand over the soul-gathering bell, and we can consider letting you go." One life."
"The soul-gathering bell is not on me." Ji Siwei said, "I gave it to someone else."
"You'd better not play tricks." The long-haired man didn't believe Ji Siwei's words, and winked at the horned boy.
The horned boy turned his head sideways, and the black word "ghost" on the white paper gradually turned blood red: "He didn't lie."
The long-haired man stared at Ji Siwei: "Where did you put the Soul Gathering Bell?"
Ji Siwei said: "No taboo office."
Uncle Leaflet had once told him that if "someone" pressed him for the location of Soul Gathering Bell, he would boldly say the name of the firm.
As long as the interrogator dares to come to the office, the leaflet uncle will definitely "entertain" him well.
Hearing this name, the ghosts in the car fell silent together.
The long-haired man said: "Without the soul-gathering bell, you can only die."
"You can't kill me." Ji Siwei said indifferently: "I still have something to do, if you don't leave, you will bear the consequences."
Ji Siwei originally planned to go to Yangcheng South Railway Station for another test, but now he had to move forward.
"Arrogance." The long-haired man laughed angrily: "Do you know that this is a ghost road, as long as you get out of this car, you will be sucked into a piece of skin by the nearby ghosts?"
A silver hairpin suddenly appeared in the long-haired man's hand, and it stabbed at Ji Siwei's neck.
"Meow!" The eight-tailed cat jumped up nimbly, scratching the long-haired man's wrist with one paw.
The long-haired man was in pain, and the hairpin fell from his hand and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the little puppet jumped on the horned boy's face very tacitly, pinning him on the back of the seat, unable to move.
Taking this opportunity, Ji Siwei cut his finger and let the blood drip on the copper coin on his wrist.
The blood was completely absorbed by the copper coins, Ji Siwei's long and narrow eyes seemed to be on fire, and sparks almost flew out of the eye sockets.
The copper coins emitted a dazzling red light, illuminating the gloomy carriage, and countless red silk threads crawled out of the copper coins and spread out in all directions.
The pale face of the long-haired man was bloodshot, and he shouted in surprise: "What the hell is this!"
The carriage was narrow, he backed up and hit the door, a black bone whip came out of his sleeve and wrapped around Ji Siwei's wrist.
Before touching the skin, the black bone whip was swallowed by dense red silk threads.
These threads were fast, wrapping around the bodies of the long-haired man and the horned boy in the blink of an eye.
"My hand!!" The pain that hit the soul made the long-haired man grim. He didn't have time to utter a second scream—the red silk thread covered his body at an incredible speed.
When the fox and the drunkard turned their heads, they were taken aback by the sight in front of them.
"Fox, run away!!" The drunkard let out a terrified scream and disappeared in an instant.
Fox followed closely behind.
The driver's seat was empty, but the car was still driving.
The long-haired man and the horned boy had been swallowed by the blood mist, leaving only gray phantoms.
Ji Siwei looked out the window again, and there were some vehicles surrounded by black mist on both sides, and there were some black figures sitting in the compartment, with great malice.
They smelled popularity and wanted to hit Ji Siwei's car.
The red silk thread drilled out of the car window, swam out, plunged into the black vehicle that was close to it, and quickly swallowed the black shadow in the car.
The long-haired man was completely swallowed by the red thread, which pierced the road outside the car window, forcing the out-of-control car to stop.
Ji Siwei lowered his eyes, and after swallowing a few evil spirits, the scope of the blood on the copper coins became larger again.
He guessed that when the copper coins were completely dyed red, it would be the day of unblocking.
His body temperature dropped sharply, and Ji Siwei could clearly feel the thick Yin Qi pouring into his body.
With his current physical fitness, I am afraid that he is almost at his limit.
He can't become fat if he eats in one sitting, he needs to get used to it slowly.
Ji Siwei got out of the car and turned around to see that there were cars parked on the road that he couldn't see.
All the black shadows in the car stared at the blood mist on his hand and trembled slightly.
The vehicles had been there since the beginning, but he could only see them now.
"Hide if you don't want to disappear." Ji Siwei's voice was not loud, but all the ghosts on the road could hear clearly.
They quickly sank into the ground with the vehicle, and the road became empty.
Ji Siwei didn't have a driver's license, but he could drive.
There is no car inspection on the ghost road, and he is not bound by the laws of the world. He sat in the driver's seat and turned around.
Wherever they went, ghost cars gave way one after another.
Ji Siwei drove a long way on this gloomy ghost road, and just when he thought he could not reach the end, a wide black fog appeared in front of him.
The car rushed into the black fog, and he felt a strange cold.
A few minutes later, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he returned to the familiar street.
He pulled over and looked back.
There are only sporadic vehicles and big trees swaying in the wind on the road, and there is no black fog or ghost roads.
Looking at the time, it was only [-] minutes since he left the house, and the chat records with Nan Yuebai were also true, but the car he just drove evaporated on the spot.
The copper coin has returned to normal, and the body is gradually recovering.
Ji Siwei used the taxi app to hail a new car.
Before getting into the car, he looked at the driver several times, which made the driver think he was trying to plot something wrong, so he asked cautiously: "Little boy, do you want to rob or take the car?"
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