The Devil's Coming [Quick Transmigration]

The night is like fog, covering the mountains.

On the outskirts of Shuangcheng, the capital of the Yun Kingdom, on a steep winding mountain road, colorful racing cars passed by at lightning speed. The speeds that obviously exceeded the limit and the traces of private modifications all revealed a strong atmosphere of outlaws. After night fell, this area The area has become a venue for racing parties to compete freely.

——Many people living in this city know that this remote winding mountain road has always been loved by drag racing parties. From time to time, a group of organized drag racing parties will stage a late-night carnival of speed and passion here.

On this day, when night fell as promised, the racing cars galloped freely like cheetahs in the forest. They chased each other on this winding mountain road, leaving behind phantoms like wind and lightning in the night - until A yellow shadow suddenly appeared and suddenly joined the "track".

In the hazy night, you can vaguely see the taxi's old brand, flashing lights, and rumbling noise.

Other car owners were stunned: "What the hell?"

"What are you doing? Why did a broken taxi get in?" "Speed ​​up, speed up, throw it behind!" "Don't tell me you can't even beat a taxi!"

Suddenly, all kinds of random shouts rang out on the track. The vehicles behind accelerated and rushed forward.

But the yellow taxi drove faster and faster, passing like lightning on the winding mountain road, flexibly crossing S-shaped and Z-shaped trajectories one after another. Among the colorful racing cars, it seemed to be swimming. It shuttled like a fish, sometimes turning sideways and passing through the gap between the mountain wall and the racing car. Sometimes it jumped forward suddenly, flying over the roofs of several racing cars in mid-air, and then landed firmly on the ground. In just a few minutes, this car One thrilling famous scene after another was staged, which also made other people chasing behind go from angry to amazed, and finally everyone opened their mouths wide, and everyone was numb.

——What kind of outrageous car god from the second dimension has traveled to the third dimension! Are they really not dreaming? !

If the opponent's skills are incredible, then his character is inversely proportional to his technical level. This outrageous taxi was speeding all the way, provoking all the way - don't ask them how they could see the provocation from a car that couldn't speak. Just the way it walked was more and more provocative every time, and the various in-your-face actions were all in one word. Discords flew over their heads, and there was also the weird car owner who stuck his head in to greet them every time he passed a car. Who would believe it if he said it wasn't provocation? In short, after all the maneuvers, every car owner who was overtaken was so angry that they couldn't help but chase after the yellow taxi. Driven by their anger, each of them became drunker. .

"Don't run!" "Wait for me!" "You're so damn arrogant!"

In the midst of the angry chase, the yellow taxi seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and became slower and slower. The racing gang behind them suddenly increased their accelerator and rushed over.

"Finally, finally..."

Their faces couldn't help but show the joy of victory.

"Finally I've blocked this bitch——"

Car lights shone one after another. In the bright light, the yellow taxi with its body twisted and deformed and smeared with large blood stains looked like a ghost haunting hell.

Turning the corner like the wind, the wheels made a violent sound on the ground, shook an S-shaped arc, and stopped steadily.

——Real hearse drifting!

Next to it is the shining light sign of the police station. The words police station are particularly eye-catching in the night.

Under the light, the taxi's blood-stained door swung open in mid-air, and it seemed like a bloody head poked out of the passenger door, spinning 360 degrees.

"ah--!"

Screams pierced the night sky and broke the silence of the police station.

Then there were figures stumbling out of the car one after another, running towards the police station light sign in panic.

"Uncle policeman, please help-"

"Ghost! There is a ghost!!!"

Late that night, the Shuangcheng District Police Station ushered in a group of racing gangsters who voluntarily surrendered. After hearing them shouting "hell", the police added another note to their racing records: suspected of taking drugs to cause hallucinations, and suggested Urine test blood test.

As for the "blood-stained yellow taxi" that did not exist at all in the police surveillance and only existed in the confusing descriptions of the racing gangs, where did it go?

——Staring at the backs of everyone crying and rushing to the police station for help, Su Ying temporarily took the driver's seat because he accidentally got into the carnival of a racing party, and finally brought everyone to the police station happily. Su Ying had a great night. Good mood: "I had a great time today, thank you everyone!"

After politely thanking him, he drifted away humming a song. All that was left was a streak of yellow lightning as the hearse drifted in the night.

As the taxi driver was snatched away from the driver's seat and rushed to the passenger seat, he shouted in a broken voice: "Ahhhhhh--"

"I'm going to die ahhhhhh--"

Su Ying, who was driving happily, calmly comforted him: "Okay, okay, is there a possibility that you are already dead? A dead man shouldn't get carsick, and it's impossible for him to die again?"

Just now, I stuck my head out at the door of the police station as if I was dying to vomit. In the end, not only did I spit out nothing, but I actually frightened a group of innocent racing gang members.

Sure enough, he should still accept his plastic surgery. Now he must regret his previous refusal, right?

The feeling that his soul was about to be shaken to pieces diluted the fear in Driver Ghost's heart, and he expressed that he was not comforted at all:

"——Is it possible that even the ghosts who ride in your car will want to die?"

The blood-colored mist burned fiercely, as if it turned into the energy that propelled the rocket. The twisted yellow taxi soared into the sky like a rocket, flying in the dark night, rolling in the sea of ​​clouds, and rising and falling in the air current.

Next to him is a young man who is completely high as if he is driving a bumper car in an amusement park. Surrounded by the surging sea of ​​clouds and strong winds, below are rows of vaguely shrunken buildings...

In the chopstick-like feeling of a roller coaster, the spirit of the driver's ghost was like a mist that dispersed and closed, banging and banging in the car, exploding like a tomato that fell against the wall, and then fell into pieces. Countless strands of souls were laboriously put together again... Just like that, I don't know how many times they were broken and put back together. For the nth time, I pulled back the head that almost fell out of the car window, put it on my neck again, and turned it around. The angle was corrected, and he slumped motionless on his seat and vomited his soul.

He never thought that his car could actually fly, and that it could fly so high, so fast, and so lively...

I never thought that I could be so strong and durable...

"I'm so stupid, really."

"I know that people can go wherever they want when they die, but I don't know that ghosts have to protect themselves when they go out..."

"Otherwise you will be kidnapped accidentally..."

"Then experience the joy of separation and reunification of soul and body..."

——Is this the legendary paradise? !

I don’t know how long the blissful experience of breaking and reuniting has passed. The exciting collision finally stopped. The dark yellow taxi landed in the clouds and mist. The moonlight illuminated the bloodstains on the car. The taxi was completely paralyzed in the passenger seat, with a blue and purple face. His eyes were empty, as if he was a human figure who was unwilling to rest in peace.

This is the downstairs of a high-end community. Because the night is deep, the surrounding residents have already fallen asleep. Only a few scattered windows reveal a faint light. The moist mist flows like water. In the surging mist, a car with blood stains is seen. Banban's deformed taxi seemed to appear out of thin air.

A figure walked out of the open car door.

"Are you here?" Su Ying raised his head and looked at the apartment building in front of him, "No. 131 Qingquan Road, this is the right place."

With System 333 navigation, even though it was his first time coming to this city, he still found the target location accurately.

The driver ghost who didn't deserve a name finally put his scattered body together and floated down from the other side: "...Does the person you are looking for live here?"

"To be precise, someone entrusted me to find him~"

——This is the only request of the unfortunate ghost who has made outstanding contributions to the birth of the "unlucky ghost halo"!

In exchange for using the other person as material for research, Su Ying promised to grant him a small wish, and this ghost salty fish who neither wanted to dominate the world and rule mankind nor be resurrected and return to the world made a special wish.

"——I want to see the completed version of "Sword Tomb"!"

As a poor boy with bad luck, he had no father, mother, relatives or friends. His biggest hobby during his lifetime was reading novels. When he died unexpectedly, he happened to be chasing this novel. He slipped and fell down the stairs and was instantly stunned. When it was cool, he was still full of regret and unwillingness: "I haven't finished the novel yet——"

Fortunately, he did not lose consciousness after death, but instead became an existence like an earthbound spirit. The bad luck that had a great impact on him during his lifetime was no longer a threat to the ghost, which allowed him to end his life as a social animal. , and you can also read novels 24 hours a day. For him, such a life is not bad.

But less than two days after the happy ghost was born, a piece of bad news came head-on - "Sword Tomb", which had been serialized in good condition, suddenly stopped!

"...It's been seven months, it's been seven months. There has been no update for seven months! Does that pigeon spirit who abandoned his article and ran away after winning the jackpot know how I got here in the past seven months? This is me Wanting to catch up on the novel at the last minute is an obsession that even a ghost can never forget!"

When this topic was mentioned, the docile face of the unlucky ghost in the memory could not help but twist ferociously, his eyes seemed to burst with anger, and his soul seemed to be ignited by resentment.

"Is it too much to want to see the completion of "Sword Tomb" even if everyone is dead?"

"...No matter what method I use, let that hateful cheating author finish the novel for me!"

"——This is my only wish, please!"

Of course Su Ying agreed to such a humble wish.

I just happened to come to this city after traveling all the way today, and I remembered that the fraudulent author detected by System 333 lived here. For a moment, Su Ying put all the travel matters in the back of his mind, and drove straight to the fraudulent author overnight. Come.

After the reminiscence, in the ascending elevator, the polished steel plate reflected the deeply raised corners of Su Ying's lips. He looked at himself in the mirror, as if he was promising the unlucky ghost in his memory: "Don't worry, I am The best thing is to keep your promise. Whatever you promise, you will definitely do it.”

Of course, the most important thing is that because the unfortunate ghost's resentment was too deep, he couldn't help but click on the novel online out of curiosity, and then he was led into the pit...

The elevator door slowly opened, and Su Ying slowly walked out.

The light cast a long shadow behind him.

He was approaching step by step the house number that he knew by heart.

Haha, with his rich experience of reading countless story books, it is impossible to dig a hole without filling it in!

——The pigeon spirit who digs holes without filling them, accept the hard-core urging from the black readers!