Hit ghost

It was approaching one o'clock in the morning, and no other vehicles could be seen on the empty road. A taxi shuttled among the dim street lights, looking very lonely.

"What happened to those two people just now, I always feel weird." The wind in Xia Ye was much more comfortable than the artificial air-conditioning. The taxi driver lowered the window to the lowest level and lit a cigarette with one hand.

This person was the driver who sent Xie Jin and his party to Furong Street just now. After a long day of hard work and no one without a car, the tiredness inevitably surged up.

"Oh, after living for a long time, I can meet anyone." He couldn't help aiming at the red card on the center console, and reached into his palm.

The red card is printed with colorful fonts, and the most central place is the face of the Taoist just now... It doesn't look like a business card that a serious person would make.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the last order would actually pull two magic sticks." The driver casually stuffed the business card into the glove box and ignored it.He adjusted the radio and sang along with the radio.

"...Today there is only the remaining body, welcome the glory days, and hold on to freedom in the wind and rain~"

The exhaustion of the whole day relaxed at this moment, and the driver put all his troubles behind him, and the hand holding the steering wheel even had a finger free, and tapped lightly with the beat.

What kind of unreasonable passenger, or a magic stick who ran to the evil place in the middle of the night, now he just wants to go home quickly and eat a bite of the meal his wife left him.

"Go home and take a shower. I can watch football replays while eating. It's refreshing!" After a cigarette was burned out, he changed his hand and unscrewed the cold tea cup. Looking in the mirror, just such a glance almost didn't come out.

On the driver's seat reflected in the rearview mirror, sat a child whose face was not clear. His pale skin was covered with black blood vessels, which looked extremely strange.

The driver swallowed the tea that almost choked him to death. He suspected that he had misread it. There were no passengers in the car, so why did a child suddenly appear in the mirror?

He blinked his eyes vigorously, trying to dispel the burden of fatigue on his eyelids, and opened his eyes again to look in the rearview mirror. The child just now was gone, and the back seat was empty and there was no one there.

"Is it really my eyesight?" The driver couldn't help stepping on the gas pedal a little bit harder, he wished he could go home now, tonight is too evil, after all, the destination of the last order is that kind of place, although the stop was a bit distance, but my heart is still restless.

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked forward again, wondering if it was an illusion, the lights on the side of the road seemed to have become dim after this fright.

"What's going on tonight, why are you so evil?" The driver took a few deep breaths to calm down, and he turned his body slightly, trying to reach for the business card that Wen Liang left behind.

While turning his head, he suddenly felt a chill, which was not like the air conditioner, but a more resentful chill that could pierce into the soul.

He looked up, his body froze for a moment, and saw the child who had disappeared just now was sitting there on the co-pilot on his right, with a face without facial features covered with black blood vessels, obviously without a face, but he felt that the child was He grinned at himself.

Something beyond cognition crushed the driver's defenses, and his brain froze. He stared at the other man for a while, and finally choked out an incomplete sentence with his trembling lips: "Ghost...Ghost!"

At the moment he yelled, the faceless child on the co-pilot suddenly rushed towards his face, the driver screamed in shock, there was no time to manage the out-of-control steering wheel.

He subconsciously grasped in the air with both hands, and in a panic, he did not know where to grab a card. Panicked, he only yelled for help, completely oblivious to the golden light from the subconsciously clenched card in his hand.

"Boom!" The taxi rubbed against the curb and hit the guardrail. The driver was blocked by the airbag and was not injured, but passed out.

Two short figures flashed out, and the girl with double balls carefully checked the driver's condition, and he was fine.

"Tongtong, he's fine." The girl with the ball head glanced to the side. The boy wearing the melon skin hat was holding a remnant soul in his hand. He was very strong, and the remnant soul couldn't break free from his shackles no matter how ferocious it was. .

The boy in the melon skin hat took out a copper coin from his arms, and the remnant soul in his hand struggled to be sucked into it, and the copper coin was instantly stained red with blood.

"Let's go, Yuyu, go back to work."

On the other side, Xie Jin and his group had already walked through the dark alley to Furong Street. At twelve o'clock in the morning, many shops closed their doors. As noisy as this street was during the day, it was as depressed at night.

"The contrast is really obvious." Wen Liang yawned, he still looked sleepy, because he came in from the alley at the fork, and he waited for a long time before confirming the direction.

"Go as soon as you say, how can we get any useful clues from the merchant's account at this point." Ji Duan stretched his neck and looked from the beginning, only to find that there seemed to be a shop at the end with lights on.

Wen Liang followed his line of sight and saw it, and tried to recall the memory of coming here during the day, Wen Liang came to a conclusion: "That should be a 24-hour convenience store, why don't you try it first?"

"Hello, welcome—" The automatic sensor at the door issued a mechanical female voice, and the three of them appeared in the convenience store inappropriately, especially Wen Liang, who was dressed from head to toe as a Taoist priest, attracted even more attention.

The convenience store clerk was squatting on the ground to restock the shelves. When he heard the doorbell, he turned around to look, and happened to meet Wen Liang.

"Uh, hello?" The clerk didn't expect a Taoist priest to come after being in the ghost talk for a few days, "Are you two shopping? What..."

"We want to ask something, is it convenient?" Wen Liang showed a standard professional smirk, squinted his narrow eyes, and handed out his small red business card, "This is my business card, benefactor, please accept it."

The benefactor... The clerk's expression twitched a little. He was called whatever he was usually called, but he was not called the benefactor.

"Yes, yes, but I have to finish my work first, can you wait in the rest area for a while?" The clerk waved the bread in his hand and said helplessly.

"Of course." Wen Liang strolled among the shelves with his hands behind his back, took a bag of snacks and drinks, and said to the clerk, "Can I settle the bill first?"

The breeze blew up his hair and itched his face. Xie Jin walked to the stone bench at the entrance of the convenience store with banana milk in his hand, where Ji Duan was sitting chatting with netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Here." Xie Jin sat down next to the young man, he handed the milk to Ji Duan, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The milk has already been inserted into the straw, Ji Duan took it and bit it, and said vaguely: "I'm talking about the disappearance case on Furong Street."

Xie Jin probed the screen of his mobile phone and found that the number of people in the live broadcast room had exceeded [-], and looking at the scrolling barrage comments, black fans could hardly be seen.

He was a little surprised that there had never been so many people online at the same time in his live broadcast room. Xie Jin looked at Ji Duan gratefully. He is good-looking and has the ability to adapt to changes. This is really a life-saving god.

If this kind of small chatting situation were replaced by him, I am afraid that the barrage would not be so friendly.

Fortunately, there is Ji Duan... Xie Jin glanced at Wen Liang, who was still wandering around in the convenience store, and smiled and sighed helplessly.

"Why is Wen Liang so slow..." Ji Duan also looked inside, his face moved away from the range of the camera, his expression instantly changed, "Uncle Xie, are you sleepy?"

His words broke Xie Jin's current state, Xie Jin hid the coffee behind his back in embarrassment: "I'm fine, I'm not sleepy."

"Aren't you sleepy from the afternoon to the night?" Ji Duan wanted to babble a few more words, but he saw the barrage of complaints out of the corner of his eye, and then turned the camera on himself again.

Xie Jin saw that the young man put on a bright smile again, and knew that he couldn't explain what he was doing, so he didn't explain anything. In fact, he was already very tired, but finding a child was the most important thing, and he still agreed to Cheng Zaimin. I'm afraid I won't feel at ease when I fall asleep.

"Anchor, anchor, give Xie Jin some more shots, we want to see you two in the same frame!"

"That's right, Xie Jin is still drinking coffee after ordering this, so he won't be able to sleep, right? His face doesn't look very good?"

The bullet screen began to scroll some real-time comments from enthusiastic netizens. Although Ji Duan was smiling, he agreed in his heart. He raised his phone slightly to change the angle, and pointed the front camera at himself and Xie Jin.

"Uncle Xie, look here."

"Huh?" Xie Jin was drinking his coffee with his head down. Ji Duan's voice made him unprepared, and his confused look was clearly seen by the majority of netizens who were watching the live broadcast.

Xie Jin's eyes are actually very penetrating, but he usually hides under his overly long bangs timidly, because he has no defense, his fatigue and troubles are obvious on his face.

"?" Xie Jin was stunned for a few seconds, and then he returned to his timid and shy look. He tried to play with Ji Duan's thick arm, not wanting the camera to shoot him so close, "Ji Duan, don't, don't shoot... "

"Uncle Xie, they all said that you look cute when you're shy." Ji Duan smiled brightly. He wrapped his arms around the man's neck and easily brought him into his arms. "If you don't believe me, look at the barrage."

The barrage area really exploded. I don’t know why someone was brushing pink hearts, and then the screen was full of awsl. Xie Jin retracted his neck after just one glance, and then blinked and asked Ji Duan what he meant.

"To be honest, I don't quite understand it, but this." Ji Duan swipe the barrage record with his index finger, and found the one he just glimpsed, "This netizen said that you don't look like a 32-year-old uncle, but rather like a man with troubles. Puberty blues boy."

puberty?Or a depressed teenager?

Xie Jin's face turned red immediately, and he waved his arms indiscriminately, not wanting to let Ji Duan pat him again: "Say, what are you talking about! People of my age are almost able to be the father of a boy, this is really... "

"It's just a joke." Ji Duan was very satisfied with Xie Jin's reaction, and continued to scroll down a barrage, "And this one, ask me why I call you Uncle Xie when I look about the same age as you... Ha."

Ji Duan deliberately winked at the camera, and then put his face next to Xie Jin: "Don't look at me always taking care of him, but I'm only 23 years old? At first I thought it would be more fun to call him Uncle, how about Change your name to Brother?"

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Xie Jin with a drawn-out voice, "Brother Xie?"

"Don't, let's go, I'm used to the old address, it's a bit strange." Xie Jin's ears were blushing at this time, and he was obediently surrounded by young people. Even if he wanted to avoid the camera, the live broadcast room could still Seeing his neck that was red because of the heat.

Seeing that the teasing was almost over, Ji Duan coughed and changed the subject appropriately: "Well, I thought you would think I called you old."

He raised his eyes and saw Wen Liang and the clerk walking out of the convenience store. Wen Liang staggered ahead, although he still looked like a fool, but unlike when he entered before, he still held a thin advertisement in his hand Paper.

It was a missing person notice.

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The barrage in the live broadcast room is my inner reality!