The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

"I'm fine." Sang Feiwan's eyes were filled with doubt. "Bei Ming, are you a new driver? Are you a novice on the road?"

Yu Beiming was a little embarrassed: "Strictly speaking, I should be considered an experienced driver, but I haven't touched the steering wheel for too long. In fact, I used to drive quite well."

Afraid that Sang Feiwan wouldn't believe it, he added, "Really!"

"When you say "before", you don't mean more than 100 years ago." Sang Feiwan revealed the truth.

"Yes, cars were just becoming popular at that time. I saw that iron box running on the road, and it was quite convenient. So I went to learn it."

"It's really much more convenient after learning how to drive a car. I originally wanted Xiaofeng to learn how to drive, but he dismissed it and thought it was more convenient to fly a sword. In fact, he is just lazy and doesn't want to spend time learning."

Xiao Hei lay down behind him: "Meow?"

Yu Beiming glanced at it through the rearview mirror: "Do you think the name Xiaofeng sounds familiar?"

Xiao Hei: "Meow!"

Yu Beiming smiled and said, "Maybe it's because I mentioned it to you before. Sit tight, I'm going to drive."

This time, he slowed down a bit, adjusted himself for a while, and slowly got familiar with everything in the cab.

Although modern cars have changed a lot compared to more than 100 years ago, fortunately Yu Beiming has watched some videos before and understands some changes in vehicles.

In addition, he was an extremely smart man. After some brief setbacks, he quickly became proficient in driving and his speed gradually increased.

The red sports car was running fast on the highway like a sharp sword, overtaking the vehicles in front of it and then leaving them far behind.

Although he drives fast, there is no need to worry about safety.

After all, he is not an ordinary person. While driving, he can release his spiritual sense to sense all obstacles and vehicles around him to avoid accidents.

After driving for a while, the car turned off the highway.

When passing through a small county town, I happened to come across an express delivery point.

The service in the express delivery industry is pretty good nowadays, and some companies have even launched special night-time delivery services without charging extra fees.

Sang Feiwan sent the "beauty talisman" that she had drawn in advance by express delivery overnight, so that it could be delivered to Ajin as soon as possible.

I hope that unfortunate girl can get some good luck.

On the other side, Pan Mao and his crew were walking on a remote country road.

The path was a dirt road running through the middle of the rice fields.

According to Master Wang, you can reach the town by walking along this road for about 20 minutes.

The town here is called Quanshui Town. It is said that the mountain spring water here is very clear and sweet, and the wine brewed from it is sold well all over the country.

The town relies on the brewing industry to drive the local economy, and foreign merchants often come here to place orders.

Therefore, Quanshui Town is called a town, but its size is about the same as a county town. There are a full range of restaurants and hotels.

There were more than 20 people in the crew. At the beginning, everyone was talking and laughing and walking briskly.

Someone even suggested telling a ghost story to liven up the atmosphere.

As a result, he was scolded by Pan Mao.

As they walked, everyone gradually felt their legs sore and they were out of breath.

Xiao Liu looked down at his phone and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Damn it, it's been almost an hour, why haven't we reached the town yet? Didn't they say it would take 20 minutes to get there? Is Master Wang really reliable?"

Pan Mao looked at the time and it was almost 12 o'clock.

The road ahead still had no end in sight and it was pitch black all around. Only the light from the flashlights illuminated everyone's tired faces.

Although Pan Mao had a bad feeling in his heart, he still had to consider the morale of the team and cheer everyone up:

"Everyone, step up a gear, we'll be there soon. Master Wang said he used to come here often when he was a long-distance bus driver. I think his words are reliable."

There’s nothing we can do if it’s unreliable, it’s come to this!

So everyone continued walking.

After walking for about 20 to 30 minutes, Xiao Liu suddenly shouted, "That's not right! Why are we back here again? Director, look at this tree. I just marked it with a knife. But now we're back to this tree again!"

"Are we not stuck in a maze?" The speaker was a veteran actor. Everyone in the group called him Uncle Rong. He played the roles of Qingyu and Master Zhao Mingshu in the play.

As soon as the three words "ghost wall" came out, everyone's face changed color with fear.

There was a timid actress who even burst into tears.

Pan Mao also felt his scalp tingling, and quickly took out his cell phone, ready to call Sang Feiwan for help.

Xiao Liu said in a very unpleasant way: "I don't know if there is any signal in this remote area."

The crow's mouth came true, and the call couldn't be connected.

No one’s cell phone had any signal, so they could only check the time or use their cell phones as flashlights.

Uncle Rong said, "Don't panic, and don't be afraid, otherwise your Yang energy will be weakened. I heard that you should be more aggressive when encountering this kind of thing. If you are more aggressive, it will be weaker. You should also curse, the dirtier the better."

Xiao Liu also echoed: "Yes, I have heard of it too."

"Will this really work?" Pan Mao used to live abroad for many years and didn't know much about these things.

But no matter whether it works or not, we can only try it now.

So everyone started cursing.

Among them, Xiao Liu cursed the most foully, using every national curse, and even using dialect in the end:

"You damn immortal boss! If you dare to mess with me, I will kill you!"

"Damn it, I'm going to scold your mother for being so nagging! Damn it!"

"Idiot, fool, idiot, idiot..."

"Director, why don't you curse?" When he turned his head to talk to the director, his dialect immediately switched to Mandarin, so smoothly.

Pan Mao said, "Well... you cursed very well. Although I didn't understand a word you said, it felt quite dirty. Just curse, I'll let it go."

I really can't say any curse words!

Xiao Liu said, "Director, everyone is cursing, but you are the only one who is not. What if that thing thinks you are easy to bully and only keeps pestering you?"

After hearing what he said, Pan Mao was also a little scared.

"Then let me try?"

"Just scold me, why are you trying?"

"Asshole, bastard, son of a bitch... balls..."

"Oh, director, your scolding is too gentle! It's still a ball. If someone doesn't know, they would think you want to offer it as a sacrifice!"

"Haha, I see. Director, you don't know how to swear, right? It's okay, learn from me! I, Xiao Liu, am the best at this!"

"Director, if you copy me, I'll fuck you like a fairy!"

"I...fuck...the immortal board?"

"Director, please speak faster and more fiercely. Use the same vigor you normally use to scold people. Learn from me and I will fuck you, you damn immortal boss!"

"Why add a word? There was only one day just now."

"One more day will make you more aggressive. Come on, director! Use the same attitude you use to scold people on the set and start scolding!"

"Fuck you... you damn immortal boss?"

"Very good, a little more fierce."

"Fuck you, you damn immortal boss!"