Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The driver gritted his teeth and drove to work, thinking of taking the car to the car wash after get off work. The back seat was covered in blood, which looked too scary. If his wife found out, she would definitely have to think too much.

I spent the whole day at work in a daze. My colleagues looked at me strangely and heard their whispers. My mind was in a state of confusion.

After get off work, I looked at the back seat and subconsciously pulled it open to take a look.

The back seat was spotless without a drop of blood. The driver's eyes widened unconsciously and his body trembled unconsciously. He had never washed the car, so how come there was no bloodstain?

Someone patted his shoulder and the driver jumped up subconsciously.

He looked at the other person with horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing his pale face, cold sweat on his forehead, and trembling lips, his colleagues were a little surprised: "Old Wang, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing that it was a colleague, Driver Wang slowly relaxed and shook his head: "I, I'm fine. Maybe I didn't get enough rest. Don't worry."

"Oh, that's good, why don't you leave?"

"I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now!"

Seeing him frantically busy, his colleague kindly reminded him, "Old Wang, you've been under too much pressure lately. Did you see something unclean? It would be best to see a master."

"Let me tell you, there's a master who's become very popular recently. If you have nothing to do, you can hang out in his livestream. If you're lucky enough to be chosen, he'll solve your problem right away. That's pretty straightforward."

"Come, I'll send you a WeChat message, you can check it out when you get back."

Driver Wang nodded quickly and didn't take the matter too seriously. He believed in ghosts, but not masters. He didn't know how much it would cost per session, but he didn't have the money.

He didn't dare to be distracted while driving, and didn't dare to look at the back seat until he heard the ticking sound, just like the sound he heard last night.

The fear surged in his heart and his face became increasingly uglier.

A familiar voice rang in my ears: "I want to go home, why don't you take me home, haha, you deserve to die!"

Driver Wang closed his eyes and concentrated on driving. After finally driving home, he parked the car, turned off the engine, and jogged back home. He sat down on the floor in the living room, gasping for breath.

Ye Ling saw her husband come back from the kitchen. Seeing him like this, she felt a little uneasy. She put down the spoon and walked over to help him sit up. She asked with concern, "Lao Wang, what's wrong?"

He reached out and hugged his wife tightly, and began to cry.

"Wife, I saw a ghost. She was in the back seat of the car and I was so scared."

A cool breeze blew past my ears, and a sinister voice rang out: "Really? Take a closer look."

The man pushed the person away suddenly and saw that the person in front of him had changed. She had turned into the skinned female corpse from last night. Her face was covered in blood and flesh, and blood was dripping onto the ground.

The floor was quickly covered with blood, the light above his head flickered, and the skinning female ghost was getting closer and closer, staring at him fiercely.

A voice called out, and the scene before my eyes changed.

The blood color gradually faded and the temperature of his body rose. He looked at his wife who came out with dishes, and then he realized that he had seen a ghost. The ghost was clearly haunting him.

If the problem is not solved, he will only end up being scared to death. What will happen if his wife and son die? What will happen to his father? No, he cannot die.

Ye Ling looked at her husband puzzledly and asked, "What's wrong? Why don't you come over for dinner? Is your work not going well?"

Driver Wang stood up and stumbled over to sit down. He looked at the food on the table with no appetite at all. His voice was choked with sobs: "Wife, do you know a ghost hunter? I seem to be... haunted by a ghost."

"Huh? What did you just say?!"

He looked at the person who was about to cry with a surprised look.

"Really?"

Driver Wang sniffed and choked up, "Yes, that ghost girl's death had nothing to do with me. I just went there to pick up some customers last night. Who knew she would die in my car?"