"L-little Chen, what do we do?" Sister Hong was at a complete loss. Jiang Chen was her only lifeline.
Yet she called out twice without getting a response.
Mustering her courage, Sister Hong turned her head slightly and glanced behind her out of the corner of her eye. The next instant, her heart clenched, and her fear intensified.
The sight before her was far too bizarre.
Jiang Chen, whom she regarded as her lifeline, was leaning forward, his face close to the female ghost's, almost touching that horrifying, mangled face.
He looked utterly serious, as though listening to something. This bizarre behavior was even creepier than the ghost herself.
"What..."
"What's going on? Is this ghost that powerful?"
A possibility occurred to Sister Hong.
Jiang Chen had been bewitched too.
She remained pressed against the steering wheel, leaning as far forward as she could. Her alluring curves were fully exposed in a rather embarrassing pose.
But Sister Hong couldn't worry about that now. Deep inside, she felt nothing but wave after wave of terror.
A horrifying female ghost had gotten into her car at some unknown point.
Her only companion had become extremely abnormal.
Sister Hong could almost foresee the miserable end awaiting her.
"Hah... hah..."
She panted heavily, not daring to move. Her heart was racing as fast as it possibly could, and the fear deep inside was almost driving her insane.
Just then.
"Mm, okay, I understand." Jiang Chen's voice rang out, sounding like heavenly music to Sister Hong.
"Little Chen, you're okay?"
"Sister Hong, she has something to tell you."
"Huh? She does?" Sister Hong froze.
"Yes. Have you forgotten? This should be that younger cousin you told me about."
Hearing this, Sister Hong fought back her fear, tilted her head slightly, and examined her carefully.
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