I've Only Ever Misjudged One Ghost

Late at night, on a highway.

Under the streetlights, nearly a hundred unlicensed motorcycles roared down the road, decked out in multicolored flashing lights and ghostfire decals.

Some carried two riders, others one. Every rider was upright, either lifting the rear wheel to ride on the front or lifting the front wheel to ride on the rear.

Despite how dangerous it was, none of them wore protective gear. Forget gloves, shoulder pads, or knee pads—they didn't even have helmets.

Illegal modifications, street racing in a pack, disturbing the peace, no plates or licenses, and no helmets.

"Keep that up, and one wrong move means funeral music, a white shroud, and your friends and family waiting for the meal."

"Stop! Stop!"

A traffic officer at the roadside raised a hand to stop the Ghostfire Boys. But when he blinked, the road was empty. The convoy had vanished as though it had flown away.

The officer rubbed his eyes. "Strange. Was I seeing things?"

Chen Feng noticed the officer's bewildered expression.

Sitting behind A Fei, he asked, "You can all make yourselves visible?"

A Fei explained, "That's easy stuff. Little ghosts like us can only scare people to death with illusions. Bigger ghosts who've cultivated longer and built up more resentment can affect the real world and kill people outright."

Then A Fei asked worriedly, "Boss, can we really challenge the Fire Ghost head-on?"

"You're strong, but his flames can burn even souls. With just us, that's a tall order."

Chen Feng told everyone not to worry. "Just stop when we pass Cihang Bridge."

One Water Ghost would be enough to deal with a Fire Element cemetery.

Cihang City, Fortune and Longevity Cemetery.

It was neither a holiday nor a weekend, and it was nighttime besides. The cemetery was deserted. Apart