On the Harmonious Life of Ghost Gong

As the driver walked over step by step, from three meters to two meters...

"Tell me, who is the ghost?" The driver laughed, his face was covered with wrinkles that seemed to be made of cement, and his mouth opened and closed.

He Yizhi raised his head suddenly, and watched the driver walking towards them. Suddenly, a fire flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized something.

As a driver, what is the most obvious characteristic?

That is, you can't leave your job easily to ensure the safety of passengers. This is the minimum professional ethics. However, after the driver woke up, he let his steering wheel ignore him.

What's more, when everyone knew there were ghosts around, the driver took the initiative to approach them instead.

"Stay away from him, the driver is a ghost!" He Yizhi shouted suddenly.

After the driver was called, there was no trace of panic on his face, and he stood there motionless.

He lowered his head and slowly twisted his neck, and his whole body was in the same posture as those ghosts who got into the car before, stiff as a dead person.

"You guessed it..." the driver's dry and weird tone came out of his throat, "but... none of you can run away!"

After the words fell, the driver suddenly raised his head and rushed towards the crowd——

The most timid fat man screamed and jumped away: "Ah, get away from me! Help!"

The driver looked at the chaotic crowd and couldn't avoid it. His eyes became more and more excited. His mouth was torn open, revealing sharp and white teeth and flesh. He quickly locked on Liao Tianhong, who had the most conspicuous hair and was the closest to him. body.

The driver rushed towards Liao Tianhong first.

Liao Tianhong was so frightened that his pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help saying "Fuck!", but he was stuck in the seat and it was inconvenient to get out.

He is dead!

Everyone thought so, Zhang Wen's glasses also showed a trace of pity, they all thought that the red hair was going to be splashed with blood on the spot, and even He Yizhi's heart sank.

However, under the light, Liao Tianhong's dark brown pupils shrank suddenly, and there was no trace of fear. Instead, a cold light burst out at this dangerous moment.

Liao Tianhong's big hand quickly reached into the inner pocket of the windbreaker, and then yelled loudly——

"Want to eat you Brother Liao? Go eat shit!"

He moved quickly, and the long and narrow eyes under his sword eyebrows were slightly narrowed, not as reckless as in the past, but more focused and serious.

He took out a stack of talisman papers from his pocket, waved his hand violently, and then large pieces of talisman papers fluttered down like snowflakes.

After the talisman touched the driver's body, a strange scene happened.

"Ahhh-"

The driver let out a shrill cry, and the body touched by the talisman seemed to be suffering, and fell to the ground with a plop, his body twisted into a ball.

The driver's mouth was split open, and a large amount of black mist was spit out in a bloody mass, as if he had spit out a lot of black smoke.

The black mist seemed to be unwilling, and stretched out its long hands to crawl towards the crowd.

"Come on, you have the ability to come and kill me." Liao Tianhong sneered, "You are unlucky to meet me, the No. 30 eighth generation intern of the Liao family... ah bah bah, a professional talisman master at the level of a god."

As soon as the words fell, the ghost, which could no longer hold on, let out a howl until it completely disappeared into the air.

The way everyone looked at Liao Tianhong changed suddenly, and they were extremely surprised.

They probably didn't expect that this most unreliable red-haired man turned out to be a hidden character, and he could wipe out ghosts with just a stack of talisman papers!

He Yizhi was also surprised, his brows were slightly frowned: "A talisman painter? Are those talisman papers you just used to kill ghosts?"

"Heh, do you really admire me? Don't be delusional, I won't accept you as a disciple!"

Liao Tianhong was leaning on the passenger seat at the moment, and brushed his red hair up with his index finger along his forehead, revealing thick sword-like eyebrows, and under the drooping eyelids was a nose as straight as a knife, exuding a strong hormonal taste.

By the way, Liao Tianhong posed in a handsome and scumbag pose, stroking his hair repeatedly with his big hands. If he had a tail, he could stick it on the roof of the car.

Liao Tianhong grew up behind his fourth grandfather, and he was used to seeing those who were either rich or noble crying bitterly in front of his grandfather, or even kneeling down to beg for apprentices, so he was naturally fascinated by it.

However, his Liao family is not short of money and power, so how could it be easy to accept disciples.

Although I am not as good as my elders, after more than ten years of learning, I can barely draw a few transcendence symbols and peace symbols...

But Liao Tianhong knew that he would definitely become a master-level figure, and then be sought after and worshiped by all kinds, alas, what annoyance, he exposed his abilities!

"..." He Yizhi's eyelids twitched twice, looking at the various poses the red-haired man put on, his eyes were a little hot.

If he hadn't seen Zhou Changmo's ability, he would have been bluffed by this red-haired man.

He Yizhi was indeed a bit surprised. He always thought that Hongmao was a rich second generation with a tricky brain, but he didn't expect to have some skills.

But compared to his male god, it must be much worse. After all, his male god went home directly as soon as he made a move, so there is no need to figure out how to get out of this damn place.

He Yizhi thought so.

It was the first time that Viagra next to him saw the mysterious master, so he naturally worshiped Liao Tianhong: "Brother, you are too capable!"

Zhang Wen next to him pushed the lens silently: "Is this the legendary light of pretentiousness? I have a new idea."

Facing the crowd's pursuit, Liao Tianhong enjoyed it quite a lot, but He Yizhi seemed not very interested, he didn't even bother to say a tone particle from the beginning to the end, and turned his head to look out the window.

"Look around, the car stopped after the driver died."

He Yizhi frowned, thinking how should they go back?

"Hey, why didn't you ask me to be your master? Seeing how you kindly dragged me out of the car before you, I can reluctantly accept you as a little brother." Liao Tianhong yelled.

He Yizhi glanced over: "Do you have a way to get out of here?"

"Uh..." Liao Tianhong was speechless, "Well, I'm a talisman drawer, so I don't have the ability to find the way."

"..." He Yizhi felt that he was pinning his hopes on Liao Tianhong, which was a bit whimsical.

If Liao Tianhong was capable enough, he wouldn't have just enlarged his moves now.

It is probably the bottom line, otherwise, when the instant noodle girl was dragged out of the car, how could Liao Tianhong remain motionless.

This can show that Liao Tianhong has used his last skills.

He Yizhi's reaction was different from Viagra's admiration, and it was a little cold in comparison. This made Liao Tianhong feel discouraged immediately, and he was ready to let He Yizhi flatter him.

How angry, why does this person have a different painting style from others?

Liao Tianhong squatted down in anger, and silently picked up the talisman paper on the ground.

He has peace talismans in it, most of which are pure heart talismans, and there is really only one super-salvation talisman for dealing with ghosts, and it has been used up. Who knew that he would be so unlucky to meet ghosts today.

At this moment, the car has stopped, quietly, which is not found in the city.

Being too quiet made people feel a little anxious, and He Yizhi had an intuition that it would not be a good thing to stay here.

He Yizhi said: "It's pitch black outside, we can't stay here all the time, we have to find a way to get out of the ghost area."

Zhang Wen was obviously aware of this problem, and his expression was a little helpless: "But how do we go back?"

He Yizhi frowned, this is a problem.

He Yizhi remembered the last time he encountered a female ghost, and now he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"This car drives straight, why don't you try turning around and going straight?" He Yizhi asked again, "Who can drive?"

Zhang Wen and Viagra shook their heads one after another. They always took the bus because they couldn't drive. Similarly, He Yizhi was a student, so naturally he couldn't count on it.

At this moment, Liao Tianhong brushed his hair with his hand again, and said inscrutablely: "Well, although I have never driven a bus, I have used quite a lot of luxury cars, so it is probably not a big problem."

"Then I'll leave it to you." He Yizhi said indifferently.

"...Why do I feel like I'm being ordered by you?" Liao Tianhong frowned, but didn't care too much, and walked directly to the driver's seat.

There is a glass window in front of the driver's seat, and it is so dark that you can't see anything clearly, but you can't help but feel frightened.

The steering wheel was a bit worn out, and the data such as the tachometer and fuel gauge reflected a faint light. Liao Tianhong looked around and felt around, and soon gained confidence. However, at this moment, the headlights went out with a 'snap'!

"What are you doing, what did you press?" He Yizhi's heart suddenly stopped.

"I didn't press anything!" Liao Tianhong's voice was anxious, and he was also at a loss.

"Everyone, don't panic, sit in your seat!"

He Yizhi spoke out quickly, because the light inside the car suddenly went out and he couldn't see his fingers. He only felt a gust of cool air rushing into the car, so that the temperature was as cold as winter.

He Yizhi thought horribly, this feeling, as if something... got into the car!