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I had drifted out of the car and now stood outside the car, clearly seeing the five people sitting inside. Judging from their appearance, they should be a family of five, but if you look carefully, the age difference between the two couples seems not to be much, they are both in their thirties or forties, and the little girl looks about ten years old.

The older-looking couple and the little girl were sitting in the back seat. They had fallen over and were screaming in pain. The younger couple was sitting in the front row and neither of them were wearing seat belts. They fell even more badly and suffered a bloody head.

The little girl was sitting behind the passenger seat. Her body was small and soft, and she was the first to squeeze out of the broken window. She wiped her tears, her palms were pricked by broken glass, and she smeared the blood on her face.

"Dad, Mom..." the little girl cried and looked towards the driver's seat.

The couple rolled over with difficulty and pulled the door handle.

The girl rushed to help.

Finally, the driver's door is good and can be opened. The two people in the front row got out and went to help the people in the back row.

Several people were injured, either bleeding or fractured, and looked miserable.

"Just now, that one just now..." The older woman covered her arms and asked tremblingly.

I discovered that I was possessed by that little girl. Her consciousness was empty at the moment, and she was still in the panic after the car accident. Her memory was shattered into fragments and poured into my consciousness.

The girl was driving out with her family. The couple in the front row are her parents. The two people in the back row are colleagues who are close friends with her parents, and their surname is Zhao. This wasn't the first time the two families had gone out together, but they didn't expect something like this to happen this time.

The girl was in a daze and could only cry. She fell asleep in the car just now and didn't see what happened.

However, the two couples clearly saw what happened.

Mrs. Zhao was still frightened, "I just felt something was wrong... I was sleeping well just now, and suddenly I woke up. I woke up for no reason. Then I saw that car... Oops..."

"You can do it!" Mr. Zhao scolded.

"Didn't you see it?" Mrs. Zhao asked.

Mr. Zhao was silent.

The girl's parents, whose surname was Shen, also had pale faces at the moment, apparently seeing what happened. The two of them looked around, as if looking for the van, but also as if they were afraid that the van would appear again.

"Let's call a tow truck and leave quickly," Mr. Shen said, reaching for his cell phone in his pocket.

He found nothing and turned to look at the overturned car.

Others also found that the contents of their pockets had just fallen out.

Mrs. Shen got into the car and groped around, and found a broken mobile phone. The couple named Zhao found a mobile phone among the car body fragments along the way. No matter how far away it is, there is darkness that cannot be illuminated by car lights.

"Bad luck!" Mr. Zhao muttered.

"Just wait. I just saw it. It's three or four o'clock. It will be dawn in two hours. It will be fine if you meet someone then." Mr. Shen said helplessly.

"Wait here!" Mrs. Zhao was not happy.

All four adults fell silent.

I glanced at the girl.

The girl was in a daze, and the blood stains on her face were not wiped off, so the four adults didn't care about her.

All five of them were dead. They had been caught by the ghost and could not escape.

I don't know what will happen to them next, but it's not a good thing.

After a while, Mrs. Shen came over and pulled the girl and took her to the roadside with her.

The car was overturned in the middle of the road, with its headlights facing the side of the road. These five people stood in the light of the headlights, facing the headlights sideways. They were all trepidatious, not daring to step out of this circle of light, and a little afraid that being so eye-catching would attract something.

Mrs. Zhao complained endlessly, and Mr. Zhao scolded her a few times, but she always pushed back. Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen remained silent.

After a while, Mrs. Zhao began to chant sutras, chanting "Amitabha" repeatedly. No one stopped her. Judging from the expressions of the other three adults, they all seemed to relax after hearing this voice.

This chanting sound lasted for a long time.

The three adults were unaware. The little girl tugged at the hem of her mother's clothes and said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Mrs. Shen said helplessly: "My dear, please bear with me for a while. Just wait until daybreak."

"When does it get light?" the girl asked.

"Come on, it'll be light soon."

The girl fell silent.

Mrs. Zhao's chanting became quieter.

After a while, the girl's stomach growled.

The girl spoke again: "Mom, is it not dawn yet?"

"Yeah. Be good, bear with me." Mrs. Shen said reluctantly.

I felt a change in the girl's yin energy.

She lowered her head and leaned against her mother, her body cold. Her mother was also cold.

Mrs. Zhao stopped chanting.

"I said..." Mr. Shen started, "It seems...not right...why...why it took so long..."

"It hasn't been long, right?" Mr. Zhao asked.

The topic seemed to end there.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mr. Shen spoke again, “I’ve been counting numbers silently just now, and I’ve counted... I’ve counted eight thousand. It’s been more than two hours!”

"You must have counted wrongly!" Mr. Zhao's voice rose.

I only heard the breathing of several people become heavier.

"How about we count them together?" Mrs. Shen suggested.

No one answered, but Mr. Shin had already started counting.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..." He chanted, and Mrs. Shen's voice was added to his voice, followed by Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao's.

They counted the numbers very seriously, starting from 1 and counting to 2000 without pausing. When they reached 3000, their voices became fainter, then 4000, Mrs. Zhao stopped counting, and when it reached 4500, Mr. Zhao also give up. Mrs. Zhao and Mr. Zhao were holding hands, both of them trembling. The voices of Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen were trembling as they counted. From 4500 to 5700, Mrs. Shen could still make a sound. By 5800, only Mr. Shen's voice was left.

"Enough, enough!" Mrs. Zhao couldn't hold it back and interrupted Mr. Shen's dull voice.

"6002..." Mr. Shen subconsciously read another number.

"Mom, it's not daylight yet." The little girl said at this time. In the silence of the adults, she asked again, "Is it not daylight?"

This question made the four adults' faces darken and their eyes showed fear.

"As expected...as expected...we just bumped into...us...we..."

"What should I do now? I, I have a consecrated amulet on me! Why is it useless!" Mrs. Zhao pulled out a red rope from her neck and said excitedly.

No one can figure it out.

"Otherwise, let's go, let's walk along the road..." Mr. Shen suggested, looking into the darkness beyond the light.

Others also turned around and looked, but they all shrank back, unwilling to take that step.

"This place is haunted. Didn't you find it when you checked the route?" Mrs. Zhao changed the subject and accused.

"How do you ask about this?" Mrs. Shen refused to be outdone and glared at Mrs. Zhao, "We are just walking along the map, and the map doesn't indicate that this place is haunted!"

"It hasn't been long since this road opened..."

"That car... that car should be from other places too."

They talked and then became quiet again, still without a clue.

The little girl looked up at the four adults and asked in a faint voice, "Mom, will we die here?"

In one word, the surrounding temperature dropped.

The little girl's eyes glowed strangely black, and then she asked: "Mom, are we already dead?"

These words made the temperature freeze completely.

The little girl grabbed her mother, turned her head, and stretched out her finger towards the car lights, "Look, are those our bodies?"

The four adults seemed to have their heads ripped off. They turned their heads one by one and looked at the headlights.

With the high beam on, it should have been very dazzling, making it impossible to see anything except the light. But at this moment, the headlights of the car were broken due to the car accident, and the light was a little abnormal.

Following the little girl's line of sight, everyone could clearly see several figures huddled in the overturned car. Mr. Shen's head protruded from the broken front windshield, allowing people to see it most clearly. There were two hands stretched out from the back seat, covered in blood and twisted weirdly.

Mrs. Zhao let out a cry that pierced the night sky.

For a moment, the car lights went out.

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