After I came out of the repair shop, I didn't stop for a moment and kept moving along the national highway. However, the ghosts and gods who chased us were always one step faster than me.

Shortly after the car drove onto the national highway, I saw someone squatting on the side of the road to burn paper. Three people surrounded a pile of lit yellow paper, constantly flipping through the pile of paper with wooden sticks, dancing with Martian paper ash, floating in the air like snow.

"Be careful of your side!" Xiao Zhou said and pressed the horn twice!

Nowadays, driving is recommended to reduce whistle honking, but drivers in the northeast have a habit of long-distance and night shifts, which is to worship people, especially when burning paper at intersections, and they must honk the whistle.

First, it shows respect for the deceased, and second, it reminds the deceased to avoid hindering the deceased.

Some people also say that after honking the whistle, if a cold wind blows into the car, don’t look back, it’s because you accidentally knocked someone into the car. The person didn’t sit on your lap and wanted to let your life go, but don’t look back. Seeing someone behind you, you can’t even die.

As soon as the boat's horn sounded, the three people on the road turned their heads together and looked at the car window with a smile.

The repair shop owner, the hearse driver, and the employee who fell into the basin - they caught up.

The boss stirred the fire with a stick, and pieces of paper ash flew straight to our car. The ball of paper ash floated horizontally towards the car window like a man in a black shroud.

My eyes suddenly opened, and a face that seemed to be crying in the paper ashes was already exposed. The other party put his forehead against the windshield and slowly slid over our face.

When I saw Xiaozhou let go and grab the weapon, I immediately shouted: "That's a dead person who gives money. Don't worry about him and keep driving!"

Before I could hear the voice, I raised my hand and pressed my top pocket, covering Xiaozhou's trousers pocket with both hands. As soon as my hands stopped, the windows on both sides of the cab automatically opened again, as if snowflakes were surging into the carriage from outside the window, and piece by piece floated past my eyes. I suddenly pressed down with both hands, pressing my and Xiaozhou's pockets tightly.

The sneered figure gently swept through the car window at this moment, and the car drove more than ten meters away. As soon as the figure left, the paper dust floating outside the window also stopped.

When I looked into the rearview mirror, the three paper burners had already stood up, and they were still watching the cars traveling far away.

I gently shook the paper ash stuck to my body, and carefully moved my hand away from my pocket.

It is not terrible to send money to dead people. As long as the ashes burned from yellow paper fall into your pockets, everything will be fine. Paper ashes into your pockets, you will collect money from dead people. That kind of money will not be spent by living people, and people will be far from death if they collect it. Follow the money and entangle your evil ghosts, and you will be sure to spend that amount of money within three days.

When I shook the paper dust, Xiaozhou also gritted his teeth and said, "Pick your hand away from my thigh."

"With a layer of pockets and pants, what can I touch? Why are I so pretentious?" I deliberately said that Xiaozhou kissed me and vomited blood, but I haven't settled the score with her! I don't anger at this time, when will I get angry at her?

I lifted my hand and reached into her side pocket on her thigh: "Even if I put it in, there is still a layer between me..."

I didn't expect a delicate and smooth feeling to come from my hands - there was no lining in my pocket.

I quickly shrank my hand and leaned on the seat with my arms upright: "Look at it now, the cultivation level of the ghosts and gods in the repair shop should not be high. They are using the method of sending death to weaken our yang energy. When our yang energy is almost consumed, there will naturally be a suburb of the underworld to come to capture the soul. Be careful, don't let us hit anything along the way!"

Xiaozhou's face turned red: "Digging a car into a trench, is it considered as hitting a dead person?"

"You can drive in when necessary! Just follow my command!" I thought nothing happened, my eyes kept looking ahead.

"The fire brazier is broken and the paper money is burning. The next step should be to carry the coffin." I said in a deep voice: "When we move forward, we may meet the team carrying the coffin. If we really meet, just don't worry about the other party hitting it directly."

I knew Xiaozhou was holding her breath and looking for a chance to take revenge, but I couldn't give her this opportunity.

These are all taught by Chi Mobai.

When Xiaozhou turned his head and wanted to speak, Hongxuan said first: "Brother, news came from Mu Qiubei, and someone ran away."

"Good running!" I pressed my hands on the bridge and said, "The boat accelerates!"

Xiaozhou didn't bother to fight me anymore. He stepped on the accelerator and the box truck began to move forward quickly. Not long after, I saw a tunnel from afar.

"What is coming is coming!" I said in a deep voice: "Do you understand if you use a car to replace the coffin later?"

When Xiaozhou suddenly turned around and looked at me, there was a funeral procession on the hillside next to the tunnel. He turned down from the hillside next to the tunnel. The boss of the repair shop led by the soul-attracting banner was the boss of the repair shop.

The other party grinned at me, then walked into the tunnel with the soul-inducing banner. The funeral team followed closely behind the other party and disappeared into the entrance of the tunnel one by one.

Xiaozhou was a little confused: "Shouldn't they go with us?"

I said in a deep voice: "No! Facing us is not a funeral, but a murder to kill people. That will not kill us. Accelerate and follow us!"

"You..." Xiaozhou probably wanted to say: You know that they want to attract souls, but they still have to follow them up. Isn't this going to die?

I pressed my hands on the bridge and added a little force again: "Look back!"

Behind, a car has already followed.

There were at least thirty or forty people on the long-distance bus that followed us. The driver seemed to be unable to see someone in front of him, and he kept accelerating and rushing towards the tunnel.

Xiaozhou and I could certainly jump off the car and escape, but then the people in the car behind us would die.

The people who followed behind were warlocks, and I wouldn't care about their life or death. People in the martial arts world were just licking blood from the knife, and their business was to sacrifice their lives for money. Maybe they would die at someone's hands. However, thirty or forty innocent people died at my hands. Not to mention ghosts and gods, I can't get through the barrier of heaven.

The boat could only speed up the tunnel as I wanted.

The funeral procession walking in front seemed to be ready. Before the front of the car approached, the people in the rear row would automatically divide the two sides, giving way to the car.

When our car drove straight to the coffin in the middle of the team, Xiaozhou subconsciously wanted to step on the brakes, and the passenger behind him rushed towards the rear of our car with great difficulty.
Chapter completed!