Where the Hell Did He Bring Me?

After making sure he had landed safely, Liu Haoyu sprang to his feet.

He had no time to think about where that sudden pushing force had come from. The urgent matter was to see whether the Fierce Ghost had caught up.

Perhaps because the Thunder Shock Talisman had hit her, after grabbing the motorcycle tire and causing him to fall, the Fierce Ghost had fled in a panic.

"Whew... That was close."

Liu Haoyu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He liked to think of himself as thick-skinned and unflappable, but what had just happened had truly been terrifying.

If he had hit the ground solidly, even if it did not kill him, it would have left him seriously injured.

Even an athlete could not withstand the momentum of seventy kilometers per hour.

Once he confirmed that the Fierce Ghost had not followed him, Liu Haoyu walked over to the motorcycle lying by the roadside.

After inspecting it carefully, he came to a conclusion.

With the front broken and the body dented like this, the motorcycle would definitely be undrivable for a while without major repairs.

But the problem was that he was stuck out here in the middle of nowhere, which was a real headache.

Fortunately, he was not far from the site of last night's accident.

The Fierce Ghost had to be somewhere nearby. He just did not know whether she was still following him.

"What a headache."

Plans could not keep up with changes. Liu Haoyu had originally thought he would encounter the Fierce Ghost only after reaching the accident site. He had not expected to run into her on the way.

Even so, the original plan remained unchanged. Liu Haoyu decided to walk to the accident site and investigate what had happened.

But now that he thought about it...

What exactly had that strange pushing force been?

As he walked, Liu Haoyu recalled what had just happened.

That force had been strange. It had felt as though a pair of hands had grabbed hold of his body.

When he was about to hit the ground, the pulling force had suddenly vanished, which was why his knee had been scraped raw.

But no matter what, that strange force had indeed saved his life.

This was most likely some kind of supernatural occurrence, but the question was, who had helped him?

Liu Haoyu stopped and looked around. The candle in his hand had not lit up, which meant there was nothing unclean near him.

So what had happened?

Liu Haoyu could not figure it out. There were no ghosts around him, so he could only credit Elder Deng with putting some other life-saving measure on him.

That was also why Liu Haoyu respected Elder Deng so much.

That old man really had some skill.

"Damn it, why was this guy out in the middle of nowhere instead of sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Qin Liu, inside Red Jade, was full of questions.

It was precisely because she was hiding inside Red Jade that Liu Haoyu's candle could not detect her.

"Racing around at night without watching the road. If I hadn't stepped in, this reckless idiot would've ended up like I did before I died, needing to be scraped up with a broom and shovel."

Qin Liu muttered to herself. In truth, after being alone for too long, people really did tend to talk to themselves.

But aside from being angry, Qin Liu was also a little pleasantly surprised.

She had discovered that she could leave that haunted house.

Could it be because she had entered Red Jade, and this man had carried it out?

At the thought of seeing the outside world, Qin Liu could not help feeling a little excited.

But when she looked at this wilderness in the dead of night, the anticipation in her eyes inevitably turned into a dead-eyed stare.

"Fine, there's nothing to see out here at night anyway. So why did he come out instead of sleeping? To dump a body? Or to go night fishing and catch nothing?"

Qin Liu could not understand it, and naturally had no idea that Liu Haoyu had come to catch a Fierce Ghost.

Moreover, she had only awakened when the motorcycle got stuck and Liu Haoyu was thrown off.

So Qin Liu did not know that Liu Haoyu had crashed because he had encountered a ghost.

As far as Qin Liu was concerned, Liu Haoyu had been staring behind him the whole time, then crashed into something and got flung away.

"So where is this...?"

Qin Liu tried stepping outside Red Jade, then discovered that while she could leave it, she could only go less than a kilometer away. If she went farther, her vision would blur and she would even begin to feel faint.

To avoid any accidents, Qin Liu returned to Red Jade after testing it out.

Of course, that definitely was not because she was afraid of being alone in this wilderness.

Through Red Jade, Qin Liu saw the candle in the man's hand light up. Then he took out a flashlight and slowly climbed down the mountain through a broken guardrail.

"What exactly is this guy doing? Sneaking around like this... He isn't about to make some major headlines, is he?"

News headlines like "Serial Killer Dumps Body at Midnight" had already appeared in Qin Liu's mind.

After all, in Qin Liu's eyes, this man feared neither death nor ghosts, so he had definitely dealt with the dead before.

And aside from police officers, legitimate professions that dealt with the dead included doctors and funeral home workers.

But no matter how she looked at him, he did not resemble any of those three professions.

So Qin Liu kept watching his every move. If this person really was some perverted serial killer, she would not mind doing another good deed.

However, Qin Liu's plan was destined to fall through. The man did not go anywhere to bury a body. Instead, he found a severely mangled van at the foot of the mountain.

The inside of the van was covered in blood. It was clear that after the crash, the people inside had either died or been seriously injured.

Through Red Jade, Qin Liu carefully examined the inside of the van.

There were obvious signs of struggle inside the van, especially on the seat belts, which looked as though something had desperately torn at them.

This did not look like someone trying to save themselves after a car accident. It looked more like they had encountered something terrifying before the crash and fought desperately to break free from their seat belts.

But they had been unable to escape, to the point that even their fingernails had broken off on the seat belts, yet they still could not unfasten them.

Even more horrifying was the sheer amount of blood inside the van...

It was as though it had been deliberately splashed around, covering the entire cabin.

Such a bizarre scene made Qin Liu swallow nervously.

She was a ghost, that was true, but she still retained a human consciousness. What was wrong with being a little afraid when facing the unknown?

But after thinking it over carefully, Qin Liu felt relieved again.

"Come on, I'm already a ghost. What ghosts do I have to be afraid of?"

After trying to think optimistically, Qin Liu once again focused her gaze on the window.

But at that moment, a bloody handprint suddenly appeared on the window, as though something were clutching at the glass.

Soon, a second handprint appeared, and it dragged a long streak of blood across the window.

By then, Qin Liu's little face had gone somewhat pale with fright.

Just as she wanted to look away, a blood-red human face suddenly pressed itself against the window.

On closer inspection, the face bore some resemblance to Old Wang's.

Inside Red Jade, Qin Liu suppressed the fear in her heart.

Right now, she only wanted to figure out one thing.

Where the hell had this bastard brought her?