Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

Tick ​​tock——!

Tick ​​tock——!

Suizhou City was shrouded in a veil of smoke and fog during the rainstorm.

The sound of strong wind and thunder and lightning intertwined, and even the number of vehicles on the streets was sparse in the dark night.

A taxi was driving smoothly on the road. Because of the heavy rain, the driver drove very slowly.

The middle-aged man was driving and stopped the car when the traffic light in front of him turned red.

He took the time to put a betel nut in his mouth, tapping the steering wheel while muttering: "It's already autumn and it's still raining so much, what kind of weather is this... Damn it, there's not even one person trying to stop the car..."

The red light flashed, and the middle-aged man stepped on the accelerator and sped out after the red light turned green.

Perhaps the lightning damaged the circuit. After the taxi passed through the tunnel, there were fewer street lights on both sides of the road. As time went by, the entire highway fell into darkness.

The middle-aged man chewed betel nut and continued to curse and mutter: "...damn weather."

As he moved his eyes, he spotted a figure not far away. Because it was raining heavily, there was a layer of white fog all around, and the figure was not clear as it was shaking.

As the taxi got closer to the figure, the middle-aged man could see clearly that it was a woman in a white dress.

The woman was not holding an umbrella and was soaked all over. She kept waving at the taxi.

Before the middle-aged man could be surprised that there was still business on such a rainy day, he looked carefully and found that the woman waving at him had all her black hair scattered in front of her face, and the hand that was waving at him... was the back of her hand.

The middle-aged man suddenly got goose bumps all over his body. Having lived to such an old age, he must have some understanding of ghosts and gods. In this environment, he might have encountered something unclean.

He swallowed hard and drove the car to speed up.

However, the next moment, the woman in white who had been waving her hands mechanically suddenly rushed in front of the taxi and started dancing strangely.

Her body twisted like a puppet, rising and falling, her movements stiff and twisted.

As she walked into the range of the taxi's headlights, the middle-aged man saw the shadow under her feet.

However, it was too late. The taxi accelerated and rushed towards the woman in white. With a loud "bang", blood covered the entire window.

The middle-aged man stepped on the brakes frantically, and the car body shook and slid for more than ten meters before stopping.

His face was as pale as paper and his whole body was shaking.

After the air fell into deathly silence, he pushed open the car door tremblingly and walked out.

However, when he carefully checked the scene, there was nothing left of the scene that should have been bloody.

There was no blood in the car and no body on the ground.

It was as if everything just now was an illusion.

The storm continued to rage, and he stood in the darkness, hearing only the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The middle-aged man swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva with lingering fear, but suddenly he felt a sound ringing in his ears.

"ah……"

"Ah...ah..."

The painful wails rang in his ears again and again.

He twisted his stiff neck and looked towards the source of the sound.

His gaze kept moving downwards...

Move down...

Then, a round head stuck in the front of the car turned its bloodshot eyes and grinned at him, howling in pain.

After sensing his gaze, the head's eyes widened almost popping out of their sockets.

"ah……"

“I found you…”

“Chuckle…”

The head let out a thin laugh.

The middle-aged man's whole body was shaking like an hourglass. Then he let out a heart-wrenching scream and ran back, crawling and tumbling, not even caring about the car.

"There's a ghost, there's a ghost, there's a ghost!!!"

"What he said was incoherent and none of his questions were useful." The red-haired man retracted his gaze and then raised his hand to lower the curtains.

The middle-aged man lying on the bed in the ward was huddled together, holding his head and trembling all over. He was already unconscious and kept muttering to himself. He refused to stop even though foam was forming at the corners of his mouth.

He is not very old, has dyed red hair, and is dressed like a spirited young man who is not to be messed with.

Cen Shenyi nodded: "He is the fifth one this month. If we combine the information with the previous ones, we can find the connection."

"Then we have to find a time to go..."

“There’s something devilish about him.”

The red-haired man was caught off guard when he heard the voice. He turned around and saw Pei Yu pushing the door open from outside.

The red-haired man showed strong disgust when he saw Pei Yu. He said, "Who let you in? Cen Shenyi, take care of your ghosts. Can anyone enter the meeting room of this investigation bureau?"

"He Qin, watch your mouth." Cen Shenyi looked at the red-haired man expressionlessly.

He Qin opened his mouth, snorted and turned his head away.

Cen Shenyi saw Pei Yu coming in and asked, "Aren't you talking to my master and the others?"

As soon as Pei Yu and Cen Shenyi stepped into the door of the Investigation Bureau, several veteran ghost hunters who had not shown up for a year or two all swarmed out and surrounded Pei Yu one by one. Not only did they look kind, but their tone of voice was also much more respectful.

Cen Shenyi watched as these old guys kindly invited Pei Yu to get on the elevator and go to the most secret basement of the Investigation Bureau.

Pei Yu smiled and said to Cen Shenyi: "They just talked to me for a few words, gave me some clothes and some yellow talismans, that's all."

Cen Shenyi obviously didn’t believe it: “…” “Are you sure, it’s just some?

"What did you mean when you said there was a ghostly aura about him? Why can't I sense it?" Cen Shenyi talked about business.

Pei Yu said: "The ghost energy on him is not from outside, it is brought by himself... or in your words, it is called death energy."

When a person is about to die, a different smell will emanate from the body. Most people cannot detect it, but Pei Yu himself is a ghost, so this smell is more like the smell of the same kind to him.

Pei Yu's eyes dimmed as he said, "His life was stolen."

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All the supernatural settings are just my own nonsense. Don't believe in Feng Shui, it has no reference value. Don't be superstitious and be a good young man.