Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

On Wuling Hongguang.

Luo Qian stuck her head out of the car window, watching the movement behind her, and kept saying "Fuck".

"Too scary!"

"Brother Zuo!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, Zhao Dezhu's wrist exploded!"

"Did you do it?"

"You are too scary, aren't you?"

Lu Qian's face turned pale, and she looked back at Zuo Yang with fear and admiration.

Zuo Yang silently watched the movement behind him through the rearview mirror.

He spat slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk... they died a little too quickly..."

He was a little dissatisfied that Zhao Dezhu and his group had died so early.

Although, at the fastest speed, he was only a hundred meters away from [Yongde Temple].

But according to expectations, if six people died in turn, it should be enough for him to drive the car directly to [Yongde Temple].

"It should be that Weiyi wanted to kill all of us and leave no one alive."

"So he killed Zhao Dezhu who was driving first."

"To kill Zhao Dezhu, he had to kill Huzi."

"Once Zhao Dezhu died, the car at full speed hit the railing, and the explosion directly killed the others..."

"In this way, it saves a lot of time, and you can attack me."

"Tsk..."

"Damn it, none of these guys survived the car accident. Will they be tortured by Weiyi to buy me time?"

With a cold face, Zuo Yang didn't care about Luo Xi's mood at all.

He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The order of death in his car was, as expected, Luo Xi, Xiao Moji, and himself.

Because of the special existence of the "incense burner", he didn't have to worry about himself being the first to be affected in the driving seat.

On the contrary, with the existence of Luo Xi and Xiao Moji.

The time he drove into [Yongde Temple] was extended again.

The whistling cold wind blew into the car against the window.

Seeing that Zuo Yang was in no mood to pay attention to her, Luo Qian simply leaned towards Zuo Yang.

At the end of the road, the temple sign of [Yongde Temple] came into view.

"Yongde Temple?"

"Brother Zuo, is this the safe place you mentioned?"

Luo Qian looked at the sign in the distance.

Zuo Yang looked at the rearview mirror, and after making sure that Zhao Dezhu's car was completely out of sight, he said coldly.

"Keep your head down!"

"Ah?!"

Luo Qian was startled by his words.

However, due to Zuo Yang's deterrence, she had to do it.

Bending her body, she lowered her head and looked at Zuo Yang's crotch.

Her face flushed.

Zuo Yang, you are not thinking about that...

Hesitating, she was bold enough to touch that place.

Suddenly!

"Ka~Ka~Ka~"

A strange sound came.

Luo Xi was stunned!

This sound seemed to come from her neck?

"KaKaKa~"

Until the sound became stronger, Luo Xi suddenly realized that her neck had begun to twist and break!

With severe pain, Luo Xi hurriedly lay on Zuo Yang's thigh.

"Brother Zuo!"

"Brother Zuo, I was wrong!"

"I shouldn't hesitate!"

"I'll hold it for you now."

"No, I will definitely drink it all for you! Please, don't punish me!"

The pain made her sob and beg at Zuo Yang.

Luo Xi naively thought that all this was really done by Zuo Yang.

She just thought that Zuo Yang was punishing herself for neglecting orders.

Little did she know.

Zuo Yang just didn't want her death to stain the windshield with blood and affect the driving progress, so he let her bow her head.

"Brother Zuo!"

"Brother Zuo! I was really wrong!"

"You can do whatever you want next time, but don't! Don't punish me!"

"Ka-ka-ka~"

The strange sound was accompanied by the begging sound.

From beginning to end, Zuo Yang didn't even look at Luo Xi.

Luo Xi's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Zuo Yang desperately, "Please...Please...Please..."

"Puff~"

Finally!

A bloody head rolled from Zuo Yang's legs to under the car seat.

A warm feeling came between his legs.

Zuo Yang lowered his eyes to look at the neck that lost the head between his legs and "gurgled" blood.

He raised his head and looked straight ahead, muttering.

"There's not much time left!"

"We must enter [Yongde Temple] immediately!"

The Wuling Hongguang was speeding.

The accelerator never slackened for a moment!

Fifty meters!

Fifteen meters!

"Woof~"

Just as they were about to reach the gate of [Yongde Temple].

Little Moji lay in Zuo Yang's arms, whimpering.

The little guy looked at Zuo Yang with desperate eyes, as if he knew that he would die soon!

"Little Moji!"

"Don't worry!"

"This time! I will neverLet you die!"

"Woof~"

The little guy's dog neck "cracked" and began to bend.

Zuo Yang snorted coldly, at the critical moment!

"Boom~"

The Wuling Hongguang slammed into the vermilion gate of [Yongde Temple].

"Bang~"

The high-speed vehicle was almost unstoppable and smashed the gate into sawdust.

This time, Zuo Yang did it!

He drove the car and finally drove into [Yongde Temple]!

Inside Yongde Temple.

The square wall only enclosed a small space of 40 to 50 square meters.

In the small courtyard, there was only a hall of no more than 30 square meters in front.

In the hall, there was only a statue wrapped in red cloth, which was quite simple.

Consistent with the information, this was a desolate little temple.

But in this temple, There were already quite a few people standing there.

There were upper-class people in business suits, homebodies in pajamas, and even young schoolchildren.

There were all kinds of people, at least a hundred people.

Almost all of them stood at the door of the temple, looking devoutly at the Buddha statue wrapped in red cloth.

And there were only two people standing inside the temple.

An old man wearing a cassock and a monk's hat, who looked like a temple keeper.

His left hand seemed to be broken, and one arm sleeve of the cassock was always hanging.

The other one, Zuo Yang knew, 037!

Everyone in the temple seemed to be praying around the Buddha statue.

But...

The collision sound from the door, coupled with the Wuling Hongguang that suddenly drove in, scared everyone!

"Fuck!"

"How did this car get in?"

"Help!!! "

The people standing at the entrance of the temple were in a panic.

Inside the car, Zuo Yang hurriedly stepped on the brakes, but still couldn't stop the car from rushing forward.

Casualties were imminent.

The temple priest in a cassock only glanced at Zuo Yang in the car, and then lightly flicked his sleeves.

A magical scene happened!

The car, which was still "squeaking" with brakes and sliding, slowly turned into white paper in the next moment!

Yes!

Turned into white paper!

The metallic body and the black tires all turned into white paper, turning into a car that looked like a folded paper.

The car body rushed into the temple like a tiger, and in just an instant, it turned into origami. After sliding on the ground for a while, the paper loosened.

With a "bang"!

Zuo Yang fell from the car holding Xiao Mo Ji.

Under him, Wuling Hongguang disappeared, leaving only white paper all over the ground.

"This is..."

"Ghost Rider? "

Looking at the temple keeper in surprise.

At the same time, everyone in the temple looked at Zuo Yang!