I was the only hearse driving forward on the dark road.
Although it is only 5.6 kilometers away from the funeral home, I can't drive out of this section of the road no matter how hard I drive.
The navigation has been refreshed three or four times, repositioning itself to the origin each time.
I know that I must have hit something evil.
This must be because he has encountered a ghost and lost his way.
I feel like I'm constantly driving forward, but actually I'm just going in circles in an area.
For a moment, my face became serious and my breathing became a little faster.
I know very well that if I don't break this situation, I won't be able to drive out even if I blow out the tires.
It is even possible to be misdirected and rush into a dead end, resulting in an irreversible outcome.
Thinking of this, I slammed on the brakes.
Accompanied by a "squeaking" sound of brakes.
The hearse stopped steadily in the middle of this straight, dark road.
The best way now is to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.
I have the tiger claw protection given by Sister Bai. As long as I don't seek death and don't take the initiative to drive the car to dangerous places, there will be no accidents.
Ordinary dirty things can't get into my body at all.
I just need to calm down and find a way to break the situation.
Under the illumination of the car lights, it was so dark in front and back that I couldn't see my head, and I didn't know where it was leading...
"interesting!"
He muttered something to himself.
Subconsciously, he raised his head and glanced at the rearview mirror.
The yellow body bag lay quietly in the carriage and looked normal...
I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
In my mind, I quickly searched for content about "ghosts beating the wall".
In the detailed explanation of exorcism, there are three ways to break through the walls created by ghosts.
The first one is to put on your shoes backwards and walk forward with your eyes closed.
The second method: every time you go forward, turn a right angle.
The third type; get rid of the dirty things that cause trouble.
The first two are suitable for ordinary people.
Only the third type can be done by professionals.
And now, I am a dabbler between ordinary people and professionals.
I understand a little, but not much.
He has the ability to protect himself, but not much means to fight back.
Now that I'm driving a hearse and pulling a corpse, the first two methods obviously don't apply.
If I want to drive away from here, I only have two options now.
Constantly adapting to the ever-changing situation, waiting in the car until dawn, suffering for more than ten hours, and preparing for changes that may occur at any time.
Or try the third method, get rid of the dirty thing that caused the trouble, break the situation, and drive back.
I squinted my eyes and thought about it, although I wasn't sure whether the person covering my eyes was the one lying in the carriage.
But now here, this person is closest to me.
Moreover, it was a violent death, a vicious corpse, and full of resentment.
I was dragged ashore with great reluctance.
Now that I am dragging him to the funeral parlor, he must be dissatisfied and want to mess with me.
There is a high probability that she was responsible for all the nonsense in front of her.
Thinking of this, I felt it was worth a try, it was better than just sitting in the car.
He opened his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror, touched the protective tiger paw on his chest with his left hand, and put out the cigarette butt in the cigarette extinguisher with his right hand.
In the rearview mirror, the yellow body bag was still lying flat, without any abnormalities.
But I looked into the rearview mirror and said:
"Miss, ashes to ashes to dust.
It's almost time to get to the funeral home, so don't bother.
When I get back, I'll burn some more paper money for you.
If you don't cooperate, I will have no choice but to use my tiger claws to stab you."
I asked tentatively first, not sure if it was the female corpse causing trouble.
Doing this is also a last resort, treating a dead horse like a living horse.
But who knows, I just finished speaking.
A blast of cold air hit me from behind.
The body bag in the rearview mirror slowly bulged.
It's like a balloon, being blown up little by little.
The thin linen rope tied to the body bag was even more stretched and made a "gurgle" sound.
Seeing such a scene, my eyes suddenly opened.
I just feel goosebumps popping up layer by layer.
It turned out that this female corpse was really causing trouble.
I turned around sharply and looked at the body bag that was growing in the car.
Shen Sheng continued:
"Miss, you're dead, so just settle down in peace.
If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude."
After that! He quickly took off the tiger claw and held it in his hand.
But the body bag in the carriage is still expanding.
Inside the body bag, there was a "whirring" sound, just like the sound of blowing air.
I saw that scolding was useless. The body bag grew bigger and bigger, and even the fine hemp rope woven with black dog hair was about to break.
He immediately gave a low drink:
“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”
After saying that, I turned over and got into the car.
Picking up the tiger claw in his hand, he was ready to poke a few more pokes at the female corpse in the body bag to suppress the evil spirit of the female corpse.
But before I could take action, I heard a "bang" and a tire suddenly burst.
This sudden change caught me by surprise.
The vehicle tilted instantly, and I lost my balance in the car at this moment.
Pierce the air all at once.
His whole body fell directly onto the inflated body bag.
The result was such a pounce, but I only felt a chill on my neck.
A bunch of black hair came out of the body bag at some point and wrapped directly around my neck.
Then there was a tight squeeze, and I was tightly wrapped around the body bag.
In panic, I raised the tiger claw in my hand and stabbed the body in the body bag.
But who knows, my tiger claw will pierce it.
Although it pierced the body bag, it did not hit the body inside, but instead stabbed a ball of hair.
And the black hair was not dead. Like countless iron worms, it crawled out densely along the punctured body bag.
In the blink of an eye, my right hand was tightly wrapped around me, unable to move.
The tiger claw in his hand fell to the ground because of the entanglement of these hairs.
"Damn it!"
My face turned red and I uttered two words in discomfort.
Even when I came back, I was fully prepared.
But the evil nature of the corpse far exceeded my expectations.
I didn't expect that she could be so fierce when she got ashore. Even the thin hemp rope and the Bagua mirror couldn't hold her down.
It can even drive hair to cause trouble.
I couldn't breathe at this moment, and I only felt pain in my neck.
Breathes of cool breath kept coming out of the body bag.
The vicious corpse is too resentful and wants to kill me. It wants to strangle me alive in this carriage...