I am a Celestial Master at full level, you want me to join the Rules and Ghost Story?

Hearing Jones's words, the black-clad passenger shook his head.

He certainly can't fly, but it's pitch black behind him, so there won't be any danger, right?

And he just drove here, even if it's only a few minutes away, who knows how long it will take to walk.

Noticing that the black-clad passenger was a little scared, Jones said: "This road is definitely dangerous, but as long as we don't make mistakes, then the danger won't attack us."

Jones couldn't say there was no danger. If he said that, the black-clad passenger would definitely be scared when he encountered danger later.

As an old chosen one in the world of ghost stories, he knew that he would definitely not encounter danger if he followed the rules.

Even if there was danger, there was a solution.

Maybe there would be some benefits to going back this time.

Thinking of this, Jones continued: "If you want to stay here, stay."

The black-clad passenger immediately said: "No, driver, I'll go with you, I'm afraid here too."

As he said that, the two began to pack up and leave.

Jones must have pulled out the key, otherwise what would happen if the car was driven away.

The black-clad passenger took the suitcase and followed Jones away.

Along the way, the black-clad passengers followed Jones and looked around carefully.

It seemed that he regarded Jones as the thigh of this strange world.

Normally, when Jones entered the strange world, he would first find some powerful and friendly natives to be his thighs.

Even if those natives were not as strong as Zhang Yangqing, they were enough to kill Jones.

This was the first time that he was regarded as a thigh by someone, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"Hurry up, we don't have much time." Jones began to speed up and ran in the direction he came from at a trot.

Even though the black-clad passenger was a little timid, he still followed him.

His appearance made Jones feel very strange. He was not very strong. What was he doing here at night?

Jones was also thinking about whether there were any other dangers on this road.

Because he noticed that some strange scarecrows would appear from time to time in the depths of the surrounding woods, and these scarecrows seemed to be following Jones.

But after Jones accelerated, their speed was slow and they didn't keep up.

When I ran to the next section of the road, another strange scarecrow appeared.

Jones felt very strange. Why did the strange scarecrow follow me if he didn't attack me? Was he waiting for me to break some rules?

There are no rules on this road.

Actually, there are. Jones didn't notice it at this time, but many chosen ones have noticed it and are trying to avoid it.

But who is Jones? His luck is so good.

When he ran to a section of the road, Jones missed a step and fell to the side of the road.

The passenger in black was startled and thought Jones was attacked.

In the end, he just fell, so he came to help him.

But the next second, there was a dazzling flash in front of him.

In the dark night, the feeling of being directly illuminated by the high beam, from darkness to light, makes people instinctively close their eyes and almost fall into a small dizziness.

Then, a black shadow cut through the night sky like lightning, accompanied by a sharp "whoosh".

A car driving fast whizzed past Jones, almost brushing past his body.

Jones' heart suddenly tightened, and he felt a huge danger coming.

Coincidentally, he fell on the side of the road, and even if he didn't react, he survived.

The strong wind from the car almost blew Jones and the black-clad passenger down.

Even though the car had already driven away, the roar still echoed in his ears.

At this moment, Jones' heartbeat was as violent as a drumbeat, and the black-clad passenger's cold sweat soaked his clothes.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of fear and relief after surviving the disaster.

It took them a while to come back to their senses.

The black-clad passenger looked up in the direction where the car disappeared, and cursed: "Damn it! Are you driving so fast to reincarnate?! You almost hit me to death! It's really a ghost!"

Jones didn't want to scare the black-clad passenger, because Jones knew that the driver might be really weird.

And there were already hints on this road, but Jones really didn't notice it.

I still remember the graves on both sides of the road, all of which were buried with people who had car accidents, some of them were incomplete limbs, and some were run over.

Jones felt that he should have realized at the time that this section of road was a high-incidence section for car accidents.

Since he had to run back, the world of ghost stories was designed so that he had to avoid being hit by a car.

Why did those weird scarecrows around follow the Chosen One? They were waiting for the Chosen One to be hit and killed, and then buried the body like the weird scarecrow that the Chosen One encountered at the beginning.

Jones had been prompted twice, and he always felt that there was something wrong. He noticed it, but he just didn't predict in advance that this was the reason.

He really felt that he was lucky, otherwise he might have been hit and killed this time.

After this lesson, Jones was also very careful on the way back.

The passenger in black even wanted to run into the woods to avoid being hit and killed.

But Jones said, "If you go into the woods, you will definitely be attacked by the weird scarecrow, do you believe it?"

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Even if Jones is stupid, he doesn't think that weirdness is harmless. It's just that you haven't triggered its attack conditions. Once it is triggered, you will know what the true face of weirdness is.

After hearing what Jones said, the black-clothed passenger returned to the roadside.

The two ran back cautiously.

Don’t look at this pit, there are 3 chosen ones who were hit to death.

It was that moment, and they died without reacting.

You can imagine how scary the high beam that suddenly appeared in the middle of the night is.

After running for a full fifteen minutes, Jones and the black-clad passenger returned to the section where they just encountered the weird scarecrow.

There were many obstacles on the roadside, and the two could not stay on the roadside all the time. Some sections had to be returned to the road.

During this period, three more cars came, and Jones felt that the world of ghost stories was really good this time.

There were two cars in front and one behind. If he had paid attention to the front and reacted through the lights, he might have been hit by the one behind.

Because the one rushing behind him didn’t turn on the lights!

Knowing that there was danger, Jones would naturally not make a mistake.

In front of him, there was a dark figure, holding a rusty shovel and digging a pit on the roadside, and there were several dead bodies next to him.

The speed of the weird scarecrow was very slow. If he was allowed to dig, who knows when he would finish digging.

Jones swallowed his saliva, and the black-clad passenger behind him looked like he was going to run away if he saw the situation was not good.

It was useless to rely on him, so Jones stepped forward and asked, "Do you need my help?"

The weird scarecrow did not answer, and continued to dig the hole with a shovel.

Jones thought it was okay not to answer, as long as you don't attack me.

After telling the black-clad passenger not to enter the woods, the two also started digging holes.

As long as these bodies are buried well, they can pass.

At this stage, the Chosen Ones dig holes in different ways.

The powerful extraordinary ones use their hands directly, which is convenient and fast.

Ordinary Chosen Ones like Jones naturally look for tools nearby.

Some flat stones and wood blocks are very good digging tools.

With the help of the black-clad passenger, Jones also spent a full half an hour to complete the burial of the body.

When the work was completed, the body of the weird scarecrow suddenly changed, which scared Jones, and the black-clad passengers ran a distance away, thinking they were going to be attacked.

But the strange scarecrow just dropped the shovel and walked woodenly into the woods.

This proved that the strange incident should be resolved.

While the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, Jones thought that the shovel should be useful for something, so he picked it up and took it back.