Strange night.

Young people are nervous and wary of driving.

The fog around him became thicker and thicker, and he had to slow down the car and asked, “Mr. Yan, what kind of thing is the road ghost you said?”

"The road under the world, divided according to the orientation, can be divided into the east, south, west, north, middle five roads, may be born a powerful ghost head."Yan Qingkang said, but there is not much worry about how the road ghost is, still a slap can be killed, "and we, now in the West Road, so hit the west road head ghost head..."

The young man frowned, still did not understand what the road ghost, worried and asked: "very powerful?"

"Compared to ordinary ghosts, the roadhead is really powerful."He said, “Otherwise, it won’t be the head of the devil.”

“So what?”

The young girl was worried and her heart became more and more afraid.

“Mr. Yan, can we turn around?”

The young man asked, and his heart was equally worried, although Mr. Yan was full of confidence, but he had no confidence.

Ghosts, can avoid it, hard to touch what?

“It’s useless to turn around, or else you’ll try it?”Yan Qingkong said that he was not in a hurry to shoot, because the road ghost had not yet appeared.

“Isn’t it useful?”

The young man doubted, but turned around.

The turn went smoothly, and there was no accident, which made him relieved.

However, after opening for a while, I found myself turning back again, making his scalp some hemp, and there was a feeling of creepyness.

"How can I do that?"I am clearly...”

The young man did not understand, and his heart became more and more afraid, so he continued to open and asked doubtfully, “Mr. Yan, will this be an illusion?”

"It's an illusion, but you're moving forward."Yan Qingqian said.

“What an illusion?”

The young man screamed.

Soon after, the youth saw several cars parked in front, and others stepped out to see the situation, and slowed down and stopped.

“Could it be a ghost?”The young girl worried and asked, "Looking like no, it should be a person, they should be like us, are they all hit ghosts?"

"Get in the car and don't stop."The rabble said to the young man.

“Ah, me?”

The young man was afraid and did not dare to get out of the car, so he said, “Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, or you...”

"I can't get out of the car for a while."

Yan Qingkang said that he was afraid that he would get out of the car and would scare the road ghosts not to come out, so everything he did tonight had no meaning.

“Can’t get out of the car?”Young people are confused.

"Don't worry, it's okay, just come back."Yan Qingkang saw that the young people were afraid to add a word, and did not explain why he could not get off the bus.

The young man paused, pushed the car door down, and called the person who got out of the car to get into the car and leave.

But at this time, the atmosphere suddenly became depressed, and it seemed that the air around him was solidified, causing the young people to jump and their scalps.

“What is that?”

A middle-age man found that in the darkness of the roadside, there were several pairs of green and secluded eyes, emitting a cold and evil breath, like the eyes of a venomous snake, making people uncomfortable.

People who get out of the car to see the situation can't help but go back two steps.

“The wolf?”Someone said in surprise.

“Why are there wolves here?”Someone shook his head.

“Get in the car, this is a ghost!”The young man's scalp tingled and shouted at them, and he rushed back, "Drive, don't stop."

“Ah—”

People are talking, and there is some confusion.

Because on the way, they already felt it, but no one broke it.

“Shut up, isn’t that a ghost?”The young man went up to the car, snapped and closed the door, and looked at the white face, fortunately he took a step faster.

“It’s a demon.”The blue sky nods.

“So what?”

The young man asked nervously, already six gods without a god, and everything must be asked.

“Just keep going.”The twilight said.

“Is that really possible?”The young man could only start the car and drive down into the darkness, and the other cars saw it and followed it.

The night is getting weirder.

The surrounding death is generally silent, black as ink, and it is very depressing.

“Mr. Yan, it doesn’t seem to be able to open.”

At this time, the speed was getting slower and slower, and the young people saw that even the lights could not wear darkness, and their hearts could not help being afraid.

“Then stop the car.”The rabbin looked at it and said.

“Oh?”

The young man paused for a moment and asked, “Where’s the parking?”

“Get off.”

“Get out of the car?But there may be demons out there."The young man asked, isn’t this a death?

At this time, Yan Qinghe pushed the car door out of the car and turned back and said, "Get out of the car and worship God."

“Oh?”

The young people are confused.

But Mr. Yan got out of the car, and he had to follow the car.

And the car that followed, some people got out of the car and asked the young people what to do now?

"I don't know, you ask Mr. Yan."The young man shook his head, looked at the other puzzles, and explained: "Mr. Yan is not an ordinary person, just now on the road but slap to death a ghost..."

“Isn’t it?”

“Killed by a slap?”

Those people were surprised, some did not believe.

“Who of you have a canister paper?”Yan Qinghe looked at the darkness, still did not find the road ghost where, he turned to ask the others.

“Who’s going out to play these games?”Someone shook his head.

“What do you want a candlestick paper treasure?”Can't you worship the ghosts?"Some people are curious to ask, do not know whether the devil will leave after a goodbye?

“It’s not about worshipping ghosts, it’s worshiping God.”He laughed and said.

“Mr. Yan, what god?”The young man asked curiously, “Is this okay?”If we worship God, God will save us.”

“Try it, maybe?”Yan Qingqian said.

“Who of you has a candlestick paper?”Young people still believe in Yan Qingyue, and now they can only do so, so they ask others.

“No.”

“No.”

People shook their heads.

“Mr. Yan, what then?”The young man asked anxiously.

At this time, Yan Qinghe looked at the darkness in front of him, still did not find where the road ghost was, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and said, "Cut the grass for the incense."

“Culture for the smell?”

Young people are afraid, can you do that?

"I have heard of 'spilling beans into soldiers, cut grass for horse', but have not heard of cut grass as a fragrant, can this be done?" 」

“Could it be done?”The young man asked.

Yan Qinghe sighed and turned to look at the people and said, "It is grass, it is incense, it is not important, it is important, it is faith, it is sincerity."

People are embarrassed, look at me, I look at you.

"It's too late, as soon as you can."He said he didn’t do it himself.

The young man said, "Gentlemen, try it."

At this time, a strange sound came from the darkness around, which made everyone hear creepy, as if the evil ghost was getting closer and closer.

Moreover, there was a fear of life-saving voices, making them more uneasy and more and more afraid.

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