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Chapter Thirty-Eight An Accident

Seeing the bus stopped, those who were rushing to sell vegetables in the city became anxious. They had to rush to the morning market in the city to sell vegetables. If they arrived late, their business would naturally be delayed.

So the people in the car began to break up the fight. Some advised the tall woman to sit in the back, and some even gave up their seats. But the tall woman was very stubborn and did not listen to others' advice.

Everyone had no choice but to persuade the dark-skinned woman to give up her seat to the taller woman. The dark-skinned woman also had to go to the city to sell vegetables, and she didn't want to waste time. With everyone's persuasion, she quickly

Unwillingly, he stood up from his seat, pouted on the ground, cursed, "bad luck," and then sat on the seat next to him.

The tall woman sat directly on that seat, her face was full of joy, as if she had found a treasure. I accidentally glanced at the woman, and I suddenly felt something was wrong. When the tall woman got on the bus, she was also talking to the woman

During the quarrel, her face was still very normal. After sitting there, her face suddenly changed, her eyes became a lot more vacant, and the sides of her head seemed to have been cut with a knife, and her head was slightly pointed.

The head becomes pointed and the pupils are empty, which is the sign of death.

In addition, her Yintang was also pitch black, and her horse's bones were hanging down, giving her a completely dead look.

The tall woman didn't look like this just now, but after sitting there, her face turned into this. The tall woman grabbed a seat, and it was a sign of personal quality problems, so she probably wouldn't die directly.

The car moved forward smoothly, and I kept secretly staring at the woman. The look of death on her face became more and more serious.

About twenty minutes later, the car suddenly shook violently, followed by a loud bang.

Suddenly there were bursts of screams and shouts in the car, and then there was the sound of breaking glass... Some people were thrown to the ground, while I grabbed the chair in front of me fiercely.

The tall woman was thrown directly from her seat, and then her whole body smashed into the windshield in front, and she flew out directly.

The car stopped quickly, and everyone in panic quickly got out of the car. When I came outside, I felt that there seemed to be black air surging around me.

However, this black energy disappeared in the blink of an eye, and I could no longer feel any breath. I couldn't help but feel a little strange in my heart. Even if the person who flew out of the car just now was dead, the person who just died would not be there.

There must be something wrong with the evil spirit coming out so quickly. And the evil spirit disappearing so quickly.

What makes me feel even more weird is that I didn't find her soul around the corpse. Generally, the soul of a person who has just died is in a period of confusion, wandering near the body.

"The No. 15 bus accident happened at this location yesterday. Is there something unclean here?" Someone whispered in a low voice.

Originally, the people taking this bus were all people from the village, and they have a unique sensitivity to such things.

After hearing what the person said just now, the crowd who had just calmed down became a little panicked again.

"What should I do? I still have plenty of food at home, so I just have to sell it in the city to make some money. If we can't take the bus, the food will rot in the ground." An old woman looked worried.

When he said this, some other people also began to worry.

I walked around the bridge but couldn't find the one

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The soul of the corpse, and then I walked around to the bottom of the bridge.

There should be a small river under the bridge. Because there was less rain this year, it dried up. When I got under the bridge, I didn't see the soul of the corpse, but I sensed something else, a vague Feng Shui aura.

Whenever you use the surrounding Feng Shui to create an array, you will leave more or less traces.

Soon, I found footprints on the ground. The footprints were very confusing, and I could tell that the person was running away from here.

I followed the footprints until I reached the end of the bridge, and then the footprints disappeared. Looking around, I didn't see any shadow.

There was something strange about the whole thing. From the moment the woman got on the bus and insisted on sitting in that seat, the whole thing seemed to be controlled by someone.

At this moment, I had a suspicion in my mind. It seemed that someone had deliberately done something here and in the car. How did he do it and what was his purpose.

I returned to the bridge. The sun difference had isolated the place, and someone was taking photos with a camera to collect evidence.

I wanted to get on the bus to have a look, but the bus had been controlled and I couldn't get on. Moreover, the bus was hit hard, so even if there was something, it would be difficult to find it.

The vegetables from the vegetable farmers were scattered everywhere, so they did not leave, waiting to see how the matter would be resolved in the end.

I watched for a while but didn't see anything. After recording the confession, I walked toward the city.

Jinshui Bridge is right next to Xiangcheng. It is very close to Xiangcheng. It only took more than ten minutes to walk to Xiangcheng.

When I arrived in Xiangcheng, I first found a breakfast shop on the side of the road to eat something, and then started walking on the street. But my mind was thinking about the accident that happened on the bridge.

One person died last night, another one died this morning, and there is a Feng Shui formation under the bridge. Who on earth would do this?

Just as I was analyzing, my cell phone rang. It was Zhao Shen who gave it to me. No one knew my number except Zhao Shen, who knew that I told my grandfather yesterday.

Picking up the phone, it showed an unfamiliar number. When he picked up the phone, a familiar voice came from the other side, "Chen Taiping, are you still in Xiangcheng?"

It turned out that the caller was Zhou Ping.

I told him I was there and asked him if he was about to leave. Zhou Ping said there was no rush for that matter. He had something to tell me now and asked me if he could meet me.

I still owe Zhou Ping a favor, so naturally I am embarrassed to refuse.

We agreed on a meeting place, and I asked about the way. It was not very far from my place, and it would only take about seven or eight minutes if I walked on foot.

After arriving at the location, Zhou Ping was sitting on the curb with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Why did you call me here?" I sat next to him and asked directly.

"Have you heard about the Jinshui Bridge?" Zhou Ping asked suddenly.

I didn't expect him to ask about it. The news spread quickly enough. He knew what happened in the morning so quickly.

"I know, I'm in the car too." I said calmly.

"You are also in the car. Have you noticed anything weird?" Zhou Ping was stunned for a moment when he heard what I said, but he quickly came to his senses.

I briefly told Zhou Ping what I discovered. Zhou Ping

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After a moment of silence, he said, "That's right. It seems absolutely certain that someone did this deliberately, with the purpose of collecting ghosts."

"Collect ghosts?" I asked back.

"Yes," Zhou Ping took out a newspaper from under his butt and handed it to me as he spoke, "Look at this."

I took the newspaper and scanned the entire page. What caught my attention was a photo. It was a photo of a bus accident.

I took a quick look and found that this newspaper was not from Xiangcheng, but from Yuncheng, which was next to Xiangcheng.

The newspaper said that three traffic accidents occurred at the same place twice in succession in Yuncheng recently. A woman died in each accident.

Seeing this, I remembered that the old lady in the car said that the person who died last night seemed to be a woman, and the person who died today seemed to be a woman too.

"Do you know what they have in common?" Zhou Ping handed me a cigarette.

I took the cigarette and asked him what they had in common.

"They are all women, and they were all born in a yin year, a yin month, a yin day. That's why I said someone or something is collecting ghosts." Zhou Ping blew out a smoke ring and said.

If it is true as he said, this is probably the case.

"How do you know their birth dates? How did you find out?" To put it bluntly, Zhou Ping is a Taoist priest like me. If we want to find out this matter, we don't have the ability. I am very doubtful that he is

How did you find it?

"My childhood friend told me that he asked me to help with this matter." Zhou Ping said calmly.

"What did you do when you were young?" I asked.

"You're asking too much. This has nothing to do with you. Once this matter is finished, we will go find the baby." Zhou Ping stood up directly.

I wanted to say something, but I thought about it and endured it. After all, he had saved me twice, so if he didn't want to say it, forget it.

I followed Zhou Ping to an old community, and he led me into a unit building.

"I'm renting a house here. You can stay here for the next two days. We have to take action at night." As he spoke, Zhou Ping opened the door.

Following Zhou Ping into the house, the furnishings in the house were very old. However, it was much better than the bungalow I rented.

"He killed three people in Yuncheng. The one Xiang Cheng died today is the second one. I guess tonight or tomorrow morning, the other party will kill others again."

"He will definitely go to the Jinshui Bridge to set up a formation. Let's hide nearby and wait for him to set up a formation and take him down in one fell swoop." Zhou Ping said calmly.

"This thing doesn't seem to be difficult, why do you want to drag me along?" I asked calmly.

"I don't know if the other person is a human or a ghost. If I take you with me, I would be more sure of catching him. If he escapes, he will definitely leave Yuncheng. If he leaves Yuncheng and wants to find him again, just

It’s difficult.” Zhou Ping said.

Hearing this, I laughed out loud. Zhou Ping was worried that he couldn't beat the opponent, so he pulled me together.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhou Ping glared at me.

"Nothing, do you have anything to eat at home? I'm hungry." I glanced towards his kitchen.

"Wait." Zhou Ping said and went to the kitchen, and soon he brought out a bowl of steaming noodles.

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