Taxi supernatural events book

A young man brushes past Sun Guo.

The man was about the same age as Boss Guan, with flat eyebrows and slender eyes. Sun Guo deliberately turned around to take a look, and then went up the stairs and opened the door of the small supermarket, and a strong ghostly aura came over his face.

Sun Guo raised his hand to straighten the wind chime that had been tilted outside the house, closed the door with his backhand, and shook the rain off his body.

Boss Guan closed the book in his hand and got up: "Welcome."

"Was that a candidate for a mating partner just now?"

Boss Guan put the bottled water and the wooden box on the counter: "How is it possible, I'm still picky about my looks."

"What about me?" Sun Guo pointed to his nose.

Boss Guan held the note between two fingers and handed it to him: "I have a good looks, but I can't bear children for me."

"It's a pity." Sun Guo quickly scanned the contents of the note, lit it and threw it into the small tripod, "There are two days left until the Ghost Festival, and there is no news about the mating partner. It will be too late for mating."

"If you miss this year, there will be next year, if you miss next year, there will be the year after."

"But you will die any moment."

Although the words are cruel, they are the truth. Boss Guan is not annoyed, and said with a smile that the ghost gate has been passed down for so many generations, and the best thing is actually to save lives.

He magically conjured a calming cigarette from his palm, stuffed it into Sun Guo's mouth, and lit the lighter.

Sun Guo turned his head to avoid the flames: "The soul craftsman has already solved it, I hate smoking."

"This is Ghost Moon, you people have dealt with ghosts for too long, and it's too easy for your soul to go out of your body." Boss Guan grabbed his cheek and straightened it, "You have to endure it if you hate it."

"Your mother was never so particular about it."

"My mother only sees you as an employee."

Sun Guo looked into Boss Guan's eyes and frowned slightly: "Then what do you think of me?"

Boss Guan raised his eyebrows: "Plaything."

Sun Guo laughed, and under the supervision of Boss Guan, he finished smoking one cigarette obediently, took the other and picked it up to go out.

The face of the 27-year-old passenger was completely relaxed and lethargic, and his body was swaying with the bumps of the car body.From time to time, Sun Guo observed his situation in the rearview mirror, thinking that if the statement he made from his heart was true, this passenger must be a gentle and harmless one. As the illegitimate child of a wealthy family, his future was bleak.

The passengers slept so soundly that Sun Guo would not notice even if he found someone to carpool with.

Someone was waving in the rain on the side of the road, Sun Guo turned the steering wheel and stopped beside him, the car windows were blurred by the rain, and the man turned up his collar, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

After Sun Guo finished rubbing his eyes, the other party was still hesitating between the passenger seat and the back seat. Sun Guo let him hang out in the rain, and stepped on the accelerator to pass by.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the street lamps were also smeared in the rain, and the boundary between yin and yang between heaven and earth was even more messed up. On the originally deserted streets, there were vague shadows stretching out their hands to block cars.

Sun Guo drove back and forth on the same section of the road several times, but the crowded faces on the side of the road kept changing. Sun Guo recognized these faces one by one, and suddenly stopped at the side of the road with a tail flick, opened the car door, picked up a little boy, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

The crazy speed of the car made the child turn pale with fright. After Sun Guo pulled over to stop the car, he climbed into the passenger seat tremblingly: "Who are you?"

"Taxi driver." The child didn't look at the passengers in the back seat, Sun Guo heaved a sigh of relief, "Why don't you stay at home in such heavy rain?"

"There are people at home," the child whispered, "and they will torture me when I get home."

Sun Guo took out a towel from the glove box and covered the child's head.

The child pulled off the towel to wipe off the rain on his face, and reacted in the next second, touching his body indiscriminately. ——It was pouring rain outside the car, but he didn't get wet at all.

"New ghosts are like this. Occasionally, they mistake themselves for human beings." Sun Guo lit a cigarette and handed it to the child, "Come on, take a sip, while it's Ghost Moon, you can still find some sense of reality."

The child took the cigarette, and after only one puff, he was choked and coughed desperately.

"What's your name?"

The child swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat, and drooped the corner of his mouth, "Forgot."

"Where did you live before?"

"forget."

The child's smoking posture is very sophisticated, and there is a look of resentment on his immature face.Sun Guo watched from the corner of his eye as he threw the cigarette butt out of the car, rolled up the window and started the car: "I'll take you home."

The child shuddered: "Do you know where my home is?"

"Of course I know. The co-pilot of this car has the ghostly aura that ghosts love most, and there is an empty shell in the back seat that is convenient to possess. A normal ghost will have a choice obstacle." Sun Guo started the taxi, "Only you , I don’t even want to look at my own body.”

The taxi accelerated instantly, and the strong inertia caused the child's body to hit the back, penetrate the back of the seat and hit the body on the rear seat.

The originally limp passenger suddenly opened his eyes and let out laborious and noisy breathing.

"The smell of calming smoke is good." Sun Guo looked into those desperate and weak eyes from the rearview mirror, "Welcome home, Mr. Ji."