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Zheng Motian's emotions reached the limit. His thoughts had been completely occupied by fear, and his body was stiff and numb, without any breath of life.

He shouldn't be able to drive in this state. He didn't even notice that he was no longer driving, but the car was driving on its own.

Zheng Motian remained in such a confused state for a long time, and this dark night never passed.

I don’t know how much time has passed, and I’m not even sure if the time in this dream has jumped.

There was only the sound of running vehicles in his ears, and Zheng Motian's breathing and heartbeat stopped unconsciously.

Nothing else appeared on the dark road.

Time passes minute by minute, or there may not be a minute or second change.

Zheng Motian woke up suddenly for some reason. With a shudder, the vehicle veered off the road, turned a corner, and turned almost 180 degrees.

He kept his arms straight and his neck stiff, motionless.

After a while, he slowly and carefully exhaled.

It's okay, it's okay...

I heard Zheng Motian's voice.

If you die, you will die. I'm... now a ghost... ha!

His inner voice was strong, and he smiled awkwardly, getting louder and louder. Finally, he actually laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha...haha..." Zheng Motian grinned with a terrifying smile.

Suddenly, he slammed the steering wheel and cursed.

"How could he die... Obviously... at that time..." Zheng Motian pulled his hair and racked his brains to think. He lowered his head and touched his body, then his head and head, and took out a compass and mobile phone to look at it.

I don’t know when my phone turned on again, but the time was still the same and it hadn’t changed at all.

Zheng Motian had a pale face, poked the screen with the finger of his other hand, and clicked on the emergency call.

Three distress calls were listed on the screen.

Zheng Motian dialed the police number and turned on the speaker phone.

The phone beeped.

Zheng Motian's eyes widened and he waited with bated breath.

"Hello, this is the 110 police station." A female voice replaced the dialing sound.

Zheng Motian shouted in surprise, "I want to call the police! I was in a car accident! I'm lost! I'm in Guangyuan..."

"Hello, this is the 110 police station." The female voice repeated.

Zheng Motian shouted: "I'm on Guangyuan Highway! Guangyuan Highway! I don't know where it is..."

"Hello, this is the 110 police station."

Zheng Motian seemed to be choked by someone and could no longer speak.

"Hello, this is the 110 police station."

Zheng Motian's breathing suddenly became heavier and he hung up the phone immediately.

After the call ended, the phone screen automatically lit up, and the calling number displayed was 110.

Zheng Motian was so frightened that he kept pressing the hangup button, but he continued to call the number tirelessly.

Zheng Motian hurriedly removed the battery board of his mobile phone.

He exhaled, his hand still shaking as he held the phone.

I don't feel any yin energy coming from the phone.

He turned to look at the left rear of the car.

A figure floated to the car window and knocked on the driver's window.

"Wow -" Zheng Motian was so frightened that he threw his phone directly on the front windshield and bounced back with a bang.

Knock knock!

Zheng Motian stared stiffly at the figure outside the car window.

The man seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil and couldn't see clearly.

Zheng Motian shouted tremblingly: "Who..." His voice was hoarse and his voice almost didn't come out.

But people outside seemed to hear it.

He did not knock on the glass window again, but stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the window.

Zheng Motian was completely frightened. He turned the car key and stepped on the accelerator.

With a creaking sound, the car started.

But the car window had been pulled open by an external force, and a few fingers inserted into the gap and locked the window firmly.

The car rushed forward, but was pulled by a strong force and stopped directly on the road. The tires rubbed against the ground and made a sharp sound.

Zheng Motian screamed, closed his eyes, and kept stepping on the accelerator.

The car window glass was pressed down little by little, and the person outside the window also showed that he had undergone plastic surgery.

It was a woman with a blurred face, her face completely smoothed and charred.

All her facial features were gone, but she still seemed to have eyes, looking at Zheng Motian.

The blood-stained and swollen hand then reached into the car, groped around, and touched Zheng Motian's face.

Zheng Motian screamed, let go of the steering wheel, tried to avoid it, and opened his eyes. He made a sound like a slaughtering pig, with tears streaming down his face. He tried his best to shrink his body, not daring to touch this terrible woman.

I saw a little extra light inside the car. The light was just under the car seat, and it seemed like a cell phone was lighting up.

At the same time, the female voice just now also appeared in the car.

"What...it turns out to be a ghost..." The female voice was a little more angry and complained dissatisfiedly.

Zheng Motian is still shouting.

The hand suddenly hit Zheng Motian on the face and slapped him.

Zheng Motian was confused for a moment.

"What a grown man, you're screaming shit!" the woman cursed angrily.

She retracted her hand, released her grip on the car window, and stepped aside, as if she wanted to keep walking forward.

Zheng Motian watched the figure walk into the bright light of the car headlights, not daring to move.

I stared at the woman's back.

Compared to other ghosts, this ghost's Yin Qi is more vibrant, rather than in a wandering, chaotic state. Of course, compared to the Yin Qi permeating this space, this kind of Yin Qi can still only be considered weak.

Zheng Motian seemed to have come back to his senses, and shouted before the ghost walked out of the light range.

"Wait! You...you wait..."

Zheng Motian held the door handle, hesitated for a long time, and then opened the door.

The female ghost stopped and turned around to reveal her miserable face. In the bright light, this face is even more terrifying.

A female ghost's voice sounded in the car, "What are you doing?"

These words are full of life, and seem to dilute a bit of the scary atmosphere.

Zheng Motian paused as he got out of the car and looked inside the car in horror.

"What are you doing!" The woman's voice became impatient.

Zheng Motian said tremblingly: "I...I don't know what happened...I...now...still here..." He spoke incoherently.

The woman was silent for a while and sighed.

The figure came back.

Zheng Motian ducked back but did not close the car door.

The woman walked to the car door, walked straight across, walked to the back door of the car, opened it, and got in.

I don’t know if she could only see dead objects, or if she was just pretending to scare Zheng Motian before reaching out to grope for them. She looks very dexterous now, and she even pushed aside Zheng Motian's backpacks and equipment piled in the back seat in advance.

"When did you die?" the woman asked.

Zheng Motian did not answer immediately.

The woman didn’t push.

After a while, Zheng Mocai said in a dry voice: "January 29, 2014, in the early morning... it should be... around three o'clock..."

The woman said "Oh", "It's been 14 years."

Zheng Motian turned to look at the woman.

The woman asked again: "Were you captured by a ghost as a substitute, or did you die on your own?"