Robbery

Deng Xiaolin was trying her best to keep her voice down.

But the control she had over her emotions still allowed the man in the driver's seat to hear her words.

The man looked back, glanced at the two of them, and smiled without saying anything.

Although the man with the square face showed no outward signs of anything unusual, Deng Xiaolin's senses told her that this was definitely not human!

The inside of the car was now like an ice cellar. Deng Xiaolin could even feel her breath misting in the air, as if she were in the middle of winter.

And in her ears, more and more voices began to emerge, like being in a bustling marketplace.

Looking out the window, Deng Xiaolin always felt that shadowy figures, like human shapes, were appearing outside. They hid in the darkness, watching her with greedy and ugly eyes.

Seeing this, Deng Xiaolin started to panic. She grabbed Liu Haoyu's arm and typed a line on her phone.

"That person is a ghost!"

"I know," Liu Haoyu said calmly. "Driver, you took a wrong turn."

"Heh heh..."

The driver, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

His voice, which had been perfectly clear when they got in the car, was now hoarse and chilling, like a worn-out, broken tape.

"Ten years ago, on this very road, the weather was similar to today."

"I was driving, and I saw someone by the roadside asking for help."

"When I stopped and prepared to take him to Jiangquan City, a wanted notice sounded in the car."

"'Be careful not to let anyone wearing blue get in the car...'"

"And at that moment, the person in my back seat said, as if joking."

"'Master, look, I just put on a blue outfit too. What a coincidence?'"

Hearing such a bizarre story, Deng Xiaolin's face turned even paler with fear. She tightly gripped the Peach Wood Sword and pressed herself against Liu Haoyu.

Meanwhile, Liu Haoyu looked into the rearview mirror. He saw that the square-faced man's complexion was gradually turning ashen, his lips pale, and his eye sockets were slowly hollowing out.

Even more terrifying, patches of purple scars began to appear on his face.

These were the lividity of death.

At the same time, white mist formed on the car windows, and bloody handprints appeared on them, seemingly left by victims trying to escape the car. These bloody handprints quickly turned black, emitting a rotten stench.

Simultaneously, marks from some sharp object began to appear on the driver's neck. His neck started to break little by little, and black, foul blood continuously seeped from the wound. The man's square-shaped face became terrifying and hideous.

Rot spread from the wound on his neck throughout his body, and flesh and blood began to peel off him.

When the man turned his face, his cheeks were already completely rotted, crawling with disgusting maggots.

Bare white bone was exposed to the air, even his teeth were no exception. His mouth was no longer like a normal person's; his lower jaw had completely detached, connected to his upper jaw by only a sliver of flesh.

As he made eye contact with the two, a very eerie smile spread across his face.

"See? Am I not quite similar to that victimized driver?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a blood-stained Fire Axe from somewhere.

This was the murder weapon that had caused his death.

Seeing that the man was about to make a move, Liu Haoyu suppressed his nausea and said.

"Haven't seen it before, don't know."

"Hahaha! You'll know soon! Go to hell with me!"

Bloodstains, like spreading spots, quickly covered the car's interior, and numerous tragic bloody handprints appeared.

It seemed the people in this car had experienced unimaginable despair and terror in their lives.

The driver, now transformed into Fierce Ghost, raised the Fire Axe high, about to bring it down when he saw...

The man in the back row pull out an extremely imposing Thunder Shock Talisman.

And beside him, the young girl aimed the rather dangerous-looking Peach Wood Sword at herself.

Seeing the items in their hands, the Fierce Ghost's ferocious smile froze. Even the Fire Axe remained suspended mid-air.

The awkward silence continued for a full three seconds before the Fierce Ghost silently sat back down and placed his hands back on the steering wheel.

I'll be good, please spare me.

"Stop the car."

After Liu Haoyu uttered these four words, the square-faced man steadily pulled the car over to the side of the road.

"Please take care, you two."

Who knew that picking up random passengers would mean picking up two ghost hunters?!

The driver's residual instincts told him that if he didn't want to be exorcised, he'd better not provoke these two.

"Who said we're leaving?"

Liu Haoyu's words seemed to confuse the ghost a little. Then, he continued.

"Robbery, this car is mine."

As soon as he said that, the driver's brain nearly short-circuited. After a moment of frantic thought, he pointed at himself in a daze.

"My car?"

"Nonsense, who else's would it be? Get out."

The driver's large head was filled with confusion.

He had met many people, but this was his first time encountering someone robbing a ghost!

Thinking of this, his heart filled with anger, and he cursed.

"You're bullying ghosts too much! I..."

Just as he was about to explode, he saw Liu Haoyu take out a second Thunder Shock Talisman from his pocket.

At this, the driver had no choice but to open the car door without hesitation, grab his Fire Axe, and get out of the car.

He even wiped off the black blood on the seat.

"Wait a moment."

Before the driver could get far, Liu Haoyu called out to him.

The driver roared furiously.

"What else do you want?!"

"Sorry, I don't have any electrical appliances at home yet. I need the axe you have to chop firewood."

"..."

As the driver hesitated, he saw Liu Haoyu's hand reach back into his pocket as if to take something else out. Startled, he quickly put the Fire Axe back into the car and scrambled away.

With empty hands, the driver watched the car drive further and further away, feeling utterly lost in the wind.

Meanwhile, in the car, Liu Haoyu gripped the steering wheel and skillfully drove the small car back the way they came.

Since the supernatural presence had receded, the bloodstains in the car had completely vanished. The bone-chilling cold had also warmed up considerably, and even the evening breeze felt a little warm.

"Want to go ghost hunting with your Brother Hao again next time?"

"No thanks, goodbye!"

Deng Xiaolin shook her head like a rattle drum.

After sending Deng Xiaolin back to the dormitory, Liu Haoyu looked at the sky. It wasn't even dawn yet.

So, he decided to go to the repair shop to pick up his motorcycle and, while he was at it, get this old car fixed up and renovated. Who knew, it might still be usable.

Wouldn't that make him a car-and-house owner?

The only thing missing from a happy life would be a wife.

Liu Haoyu sighed to himself with a self-deprecating laugh and secretly shook his head.

Just saying, it was a joke.

With a profession where he could die at any moment, who would want to spend their life with him?

"Master, can you fix this car?"

Inside the repair shop, after tinkering for a while, the mechanic stopped working.

"Boss, let's put the car repair aside for now..."

The mechanic said, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I just want to ask, this car doesn't even have an engine. How on earth did you drive it here?"