The years when I was not the protagonist

Gu Chuan kept playing with a black bead in his hand, and he was the only one that caught his eyes when he went around the whole tricky city.

With the Raising Ghost Bead, you can adopt a little ghost for yourself to drive. Gu Chuan doesn't care about raising ghosts or something. With his knowledge reserve, can't he still train a little ghost?
Gu Chuan drove a taxi honestly. He used to drive a taxi for three years before saving more than one hundred thousand yuan, but now it was spent all at once. In order to make a living, Gu Chuan will still work diligently.

Time passed quickly, and it was evening after a dozen or so guests had been pulled.

In a small restaurant, Gu Chuan and more than a dozen drivers from the same company were eating lunches worth ten yuan.

A middle-aged driver with a beer belly took a few mouthfuls of food, looked at the sky and the time, and stuffed the food in the box into his mouth after a few big gulps.

"Hey, you guys continue to eat. I'm going home from get off work first. Brothers listen to my advice. It's not a peaceful night recently. Don't encounter some bad things just for a few money."

When the beer belly driver spoke, he looked a little flustered, and he packed up his things and left before anyone could speak to him.

"Cut~ Fatty, you bastard, this is the city and not the countryside. What are you afraid of if there are night watchmen here? Even if there are weird things, it's not appropriate."

A driver took a few sips of soda as if it was a drink, and let out a long breath with indescribable satisfaction in his expression.

"Don't talk about fat people, there are indeed more and more strange things in our city recently. It has been three years since the last time the night watchman cleaned up the strange things. Many things will happen in three years. We'd better be careful."

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? People are [-]% afraid of ghosts and ghosts are [-]% afraid of people. If I meet Lao Tzu, I'll chop it up with a knife." The driver touched a long leather bag on his waist, and it looked like it should be a butcher's knife.

"By the way, Xiao Chuan, I heard that strange things have been happening on the road you often run recently. A female college student died a while ago. Remember to be careful." An uncle with a tired face suddenly said to Gu Chuan.

This uncle used to be Gu Chuan's master, he was the one who brought him to drive the taxi, and he took good care of Gu Chuan.

"Uncle Chang, don't worry, I know it well." Gu Chuan smiled at him, the female ghost had already come to look for the predecessor, and the predecessor had been frightened to death.

When the female college student was mentioned, the driver with the butcher's knife on his body suddenly looked a little unnatural, and suddenly accelerated his eating speed, and drove away without telling Gu Chuan and the others.

Gu Chuan narrowed his eyes. In the memory of his predecessor, he saw a taxi parked on the side of the road that night, and a girl in red was dragged into the haystack by two men covering her mouth.

The predecessor was afraid of getting into trouble, so he pretended not to see the turn and ran away.

Now Gu Chuanyi recalled that after looking at the taxi license plate, this person must have been among the two who persecuted the female college student that night.

But it has nothing to do with me, the predecessor is dead, and the grievances are gone.

……

After eating a box lunch worth ten yuan, Gu Chuan went to the sports car again, and it was good to see the night scenery of the city.

The night in Dongtong City was much more depressed than the daytime. Although there were people on the street, most of them went home early, closed the door and didn't hear anything outside the window.

After more than a dozen laps, a customer finally reached out to stop the car.

The person who stopped the car was a woman in a white dress, with disheveled hair in front of her, her head lowered, covering her face.

Gu Chuan stopped the car and started counting the time.

The woman in white didn't say a word, she lowered her head and opened the car door and got in.

"Where are you going, Miss?" Gu Chuan asked politely.

"Go, funeral parlor~" the woman in white drew a long tone.

Gu Chuan was taken aback for a moment, but he turned around and drove towards the funeral home.

There were very few vehicles tonight, and Gu Chuan only met one car coming in the opposite direction.

Gu Chuan looked up at the rearview mirror, "Huh? Why is there no one in the back seat."

Gu Chuan turned his head suspiciously and looked back, only to find that the woman in white was sitting on the back seat.

There are no mirrors, but there are rear seats.

Gu Chuan kept turning his head back and forth.

If you look into the car from the perspective of an outsider, you will see such a scene.

Gu Chuan turned his head and looked back, a woman in white was sitting obediently on the back seat with her head down.

Gu Chuan raised his head to look in the rearview mirror, and the woman in white took advantage of the gap between Gu Chuan's raising his head and quickly lay down on the ground.

ha~ha~ha~
There was a suppressed panting sound from the back seat, Gu Chuan was happy, this girl probably wants to prostitute a car for nothing, pretending to be a ghost and not wanting to pay the fare.

The taxi stopped steadily in a remote suburb. Because there were dead bodies in the funeral parlor, there was a high chance of something strange happening, so it was built in the suburb and had special personnel to deal with it.

"Miss is here. It's 57 yuan in total. You can add up to 60 yuan." Gu Chuan turned to the woman in white and said.

A pale hand suddenly stretched out, and on it was a piece of Tiandi Bank Ming coins with a face value of [-].

"Here, I'll count you 100 yuan, and you want 900 yuan from me. If you can't find it, you can give me 9000 yuan."

The woman in white suddenly turned her face in front of Gu Chuan, revealing a bloody face, "If you don't have cash, you can scan the QR code."

The surrounding wind was blowing, like ghosts baring their teeth and claws, making the atmosphere in the car even more gloomy.

Anyone else must have been scared out of their wits by the woman in white in the back seat.

But it is still possible to tell whether it is a person or Guiguchuan.

pop~
Gu Chuan slapped him directly, and the car door was locked, "Who are you fooling? You want to prostitute yourself for nothing."

The woman in white was taken aback suddenly, she was not afraid of this man, she was planning to blackmail the driver, but she was recognized.

The woman in white came back to her senses and hurried to open the door, but the door was locked and could not be opened at all.

"Hehehe, it's too late for you to run now." Gu Chuan looked at the woman in white with a smirk on his face.

The woman in white showed a look of horror on her face, "Brother, I was wrong. I am the undertaker of this funeral home. I really didn't mean to lie to you. Let me go. I will call my colleagues immediately and ask my colleagues to pay you the fare."

The woman in white wanted to take out her mobile phone to call for help, but was snatched away by Gu Chuan, so frightened that the pale makeup on her face was stained with tears.

Seeing that the woman in white couldn't afford the money, Gu Chuan continued to scare her.

"Do you know about the murder of a female college student some time ago?"

As soon as Gu Chuan finished talking about the woman in white, she cried even louder. She had seen that female college student before, and she did the final makeup.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Brother, don't kill me, I'm very good, I will cooperate with whatever you want, I can do any posture, I used to learn dubbing, I will cooperate with whatever you like, woo woo woo~"

The woman in white cried more and more sadly, explaining clearly when she went to the hotel for the first time and the unharmonious life with her boyfriend.

"This is what you said, don't go back on your word." A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Chuan's mouth.

At eight o'clock in the evening, outside the funeral parlor on the outskirts of the city, a white woman in thin clothes was holding a towel and was trying to wipe a taxi.

The woman in white looked upset. While washing the car, she looked at her figure and suddenly felt a little unconfident.

This man even let himself wash the car without touching himself, what does this mean, insulting himself?
The woman in white suddenly became a little angry and vented her anger on the car, rubbing hard.