However, just when Lin Hao was about to get out of the car, another hand grabbed him. The owner of this hand was very strong, and Lin Hao felt that he could not use any strength at all.
"What are you doing?" Lin Hao turned around and found that a young Taoist priest had grabbed his right hand.
"You can't go down, keep driving." The young Taoist priest said with a very serious expression.
"Didn't you see someone lying on the ground in front of you? You didn't let me go to rescue you, but you even let me drive. Do you want me to crush this person to death? You are still a Taoist priest, so aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?
?" Lin Hao cursed directly at the young Taoist priest.
However, this young Taoist priest seemed to have a good temper. When Lin Hao pointed at his nose and scolded him, his expression did not change. Only after Lin Hao finished scolding him, he replied: "The people outside are not human beings."
"If you're not a human, how could you be a ghost..."
Lin Hao blurted out these words without thinking. However, after finishing speaking, he was stunned for a moment because he thought of the old driver's death and Shui Mo's advice to him.
"You are right, there is a ghost outside." The young Taoist priest replied seriously.
Lin Hao glanced at the young Taoist priest suspiciously, and then noticed that except for the young Taoist priest, there was no one else in the entire carriage, and those passengers disappeared suddenly.
"Don't look, the people in your car were all ghosts. When they saw me coming up, they all ran away." The young Taoist priest replied.
"Run away?" Lin Hao looked at the young Taoist priest carefully, and then he remembered that he had seen all the passengers who got on the bus along the way, but he had not seen the young Taoist priest get on his bus.
, when did he come up, and why did he have no impression at all?
"I can't explain that much to you. Today is the Ghost Festival on July 15th. The underworld is wide open, and your car has been targeted by ghosts. If you don't leave, you will be surrounded by hundreds of ghosts."
The Taoist priest was a little anxious and pushed Lin Hao into the driver's seat.
Although Lin Hao still had a lot of doubts, seeing the serious expression of the young Taoist priest, he finally chose to start the car. Of course, Lin Hao did not dare to press over the man lying in a pool of blood on the road ahead, but turned the steering wheel.
, and drive towards the right.
When the car passed by the bloody man lying on the ground, Lin Hao glanced out the car window at the bloody man on the ground. At this sight, he stepped on the brakes, opened the car door without saying a word, and jumped out.
Go down.
Due to the inertia of the car suddenly stopping, the young Taoist priest leaned forward, but did not stop Lin Hao. He didn't react until Lin Hao had already jumped out of the car, and his face suddenly became ugly.
"Ink."
Lin Hao jumped down and ran directly towards the bloody man, with a look of anxiety on his face. The reason why he did this was because when he glanced at the bloody man on the ground in the car, he saw
The face of this bloody man is exactly ink painting.
At this time, Shui Mo seemed to be seriously injured. No matter how much Lin Hao shook, there was no response. This made Lin Hao very anxious. He quickly took out his phone and prepared to dial 120 to call an ambulance.
However, as soon as Lin Hao took out his mobile phone, he was snatched away by a young Taoist priest who got out of the car.
"Her injuries cannot be cured by the hospital." The young Taoist priest frowned and said.
"It can't be cured by the hospital. Is it possible that you can cure it? Please return the phone to me quickly." Lin Hao's expression was a bit ferocious and he yelled at the young Taoist priest.
"Do you know that she is not a human being?" The young Taoist priest continued without paying attention to Lin Hao's ferocious expression.
"I don't care if she is a human being. If you don't give me your phone, I will beat you until you are no longer a human being."
"Do you know her?" the young Taoist priest continued to ask.
"know."
"So, the jade pendant on your chest was also given to you by her?"
"Yes." Lin Hao glared at the young Taoist priest angrily. If he hadn't been holding Shui Mo's head in his arms now, he would have definitely rushed forward and punched the young Taoist priest to the ground.
"If that's the case, then you carry her and get into the car, and I'll help you revive her." The young Taoist priest pondered for a moment and then replied.
"You really have a way to revive Shui Mo?" Lin Hao still didn't believe it.
"Yes." The young Taoist priest nodded, "Hurry up, if you don't leave, not only will we not be able to save her, but we will both have to answer here."
Lin Hao took a deep look at the young Taoist priest, and finally chose to believe him and carried Shui Mo into the car.
"Put her down on her back, and then you continue driving. Go quickly, do you want her to live?" The young Taoist priest also seemed to realize that for a stubborn donkey like Lin Hao, the best way is to use ink painting.
order him.
Sure enough, after hearing what the young Taoist said, Lin Hao put down the ink, then returned to the cab, started the car, and continued driving forward.
However, all Lin Hao's thoughts were on the ink in the car behind him. He looked back from time to time, only to see the young Taoist priest take out the incense from his arms. After lighting it, he muttered something in his mouth, and gave the incense to
Plugged into the car.
Lin Hao was stunned by this scene. You must know that this carriage is made of iron sheets. Not to mention fragile sandalwood, even a sharp knife cannot be inserted into it.
The next scene made Lin Hao feel even more incredible. Ink's body slowly floated up and floated in the carriage. As for the young Taoist priest, he kept moving his hands. Lin Hao saw
After coming out, Shui Mo's body will float in mid-air. It's because of this young Taoist priest. Is this young Taoist priest really an expert who knows the magic of gods?
"No, her soul has been completely dispersed. Although I don't know why she can still condense her body, but if this continues, she will disappear completely in a quarter of an hour at most." The young Taoist frowned and said to Lin Hao.
"Then what should we do?" Although Lin Hao didn't understand what the young Taoist priest said about the dispersion of souls and the condensation of entities, he understood that ink painting was life-threatening. This is what the doctor said when explaining the condition to the patient's family.
There are a lot of professional terms, and finally, after questioning by the patient's family, he can sum it up with the sentence "there is no cure".
"The only way to save her is to instill the soul into her condensed entity. If it were normal times, I could let one of my souls enter her body, but that's not possible now. I practice Taoist righteousness, and the soul and her
The supernatural entity will reject her, so the only way is to borrow your soul to enter her body."
"Let my soul enter Shui Mo's body?" Although Lin Hao didn't understand these terms, she had heard many ghost stories and knew that if a person lost his soul, he would be dead.
"I know what you are worried about, but I can tell you that you will not die, but you will become a living dead."
"I'm not worried about this. If my soul enters Shui Mo's body, who is Shui Mo? Or herself?"
"Don't worry about this. Your soul entered her body just to stabilize her entity and not conflict with herself."
"Okay, I do." Lin Hao answered directly without hesitation.
Hearing Lin Hao's answer, the young Taoist priest's face not only did not look happy, but became very serious. He took out a dozen talismans from his arms and put one on almost every piece of glass in the carriage, including the carriage.
The top and bottom of the car were not spared.
"Now you can stop the car, but don't turn off the engine. Then come to me and sit opposite her, with your legs crossed. Yes, close your eyes and imagine that you are standing on the edge of a cliff. Now,
You slowly walked forward, and then stepped off the cliff..."
In a daze, Lin Hao felt his whole body shake. If you have ever tried bungee jumping or sat on a high-altitude vertical drop equipment like an amusement park, you will know that the moment you fall, your whole heart will be shaken.
It seemed like it was about to jump out.
I don't know how much time passed, but Lin Hao woke up. He found himself lying in the carriage. When he regained consciousness, Lin Hao immediately looked around him, but the ink was gone, and the young Taoist priest was also there.
Gone.
"Asshole, that young Taoist priest must have deceived me. Those incense sticks must have been incense. He knocked me unconscious and took Shui Mo away."
Thinking about this, Lin Hao became extremely angry, clenched his hands, and was about to punch the seat in front of him to vent his anger, but suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in his right hand.
Released his right hand, Lin Hao saw a piece of paper in his palm. After opening it, there was a line of beautiful words on it.
"Lin Hao, I'm sorry, I deceived you. In fact, all this was a trap set by me. My purpose was to deceive your soul. I sent someone to pretend to be the old woman, and I also killed the old driver.
Yes, that young Taoist priest is my accomplice. Now that our goal has been accomplished, we have left this city."
…
"Are you sure you're not telling ghost stories again? In order to deceive your soul, they set up a trap and then killed people, but they didn't kill you in the end?" After hearing what Lin Hao said, Zhang Na was first
She opened her mouth and asked, "She can make up such a story herself, isn't it just a ghost story? She can make it more exciting and scary than the man in front of her."
"No, Shui Mo didn't cheat on me. I'm sure she didn't cheat on me."
"Don't get excited." Qin Yu raised his hand to signal Lin Hao to calm down, and then glanced at Zhang Na. Zhang Na immediately realized that she was playing an ignorant woman who believed in the existence of ghosts and gods, so she immediately spoke
Remedy:
"I heard from the old people in the village that on Ghost Festival, if you don't vote for the fortune teller, ghosts will come to your door. Lin Hao, did you not vote for the fortune teller that day?" (To be continued)