For people who did not know about cars, buying a car was a headache. They could not help but ask their friends or relatives who knew about cars. After all, some cars did have their own disadvantages, and there might be some problems, such as quality or performance.
But at the end of the day,
The car door could be burned a hole with a cigarette butt,
It was no longer possible to use the quality of the car to vaguely explain it, right?
All of this only meant one thing,
This was a car,
A paper car!
The driver was middle-aged, but his eldest son was probably only at the age of a primary school student. Therefore, the driver said that the car was given to him by his son,
Actually, the "give" here,
Could also be written as "burn".
His father was dead,
His son burned a paper car for him.
Zhou Ze shook his head. To be honest, he did not notice it beforehand. He only realized that something was wrong in the car, but he still wanted to pretend to be confused.
He was a stowaway, and he did not want to be Celestial Master Zhang,
In the end, he was also a ghost,
If he went to carry the banner of eliminating demons and defending the Dao, he would really be no different from a traitor, called a "Ghost Traitor".
He placed his palm on the small hole and covered it. Zhou Ze pretended to be sleepy and half-closed his eyes, pretending that nothing had happened.
Zhou Ze remembered that when he was in the orphanage, there was an orphanage teacher. This teacher usually took everyone to sports classes, and he also had a part-time job — guarding the door.
Because his surname was Qin, the children called him the Gatekeeper, Grandpa Qin.
Grandpa Qin was very good at telling stories. He often told ghost stories. He seemed to be very satisfied with the children's expressions of fear when they heard his stories. Because of this, the director also talked to him a few times, but he did not stop.
However, before Zhou Ze left the orphanage to go to school, Grandpa Qin passed away because of a heart attack.
Zhou Ze remembered that Grandpa Qin had told a ghost story called "Ghost Palanquin".
According to legend, in ancient times, there were many kinds of ghosts. Most people would directly go to the netherworld after they died, enter the Yellow Springs, drink Meng Po's soup, and then enter reincarnation. There were very few ghosts that could stay in the world of the living.
However, some ghosts still kept them. They might know that they were dead, or they might not know that they were dead, but no matter what, they might still be doing what they were doing when they were alive.
For example, the palanquin bearers.
They would appear in the wilderness or in the middle of the night to ask people if they wanted to take a palanquin. The price was extremely low, and when the palanquin arrived at the destination, the transaction would be settled.
But when a living person did business with a ghost and enjoyed the services of a ghost, it wasn't as simple as it seemed. The Ghost Palanquin Bearers didn't want money, but their lifespan, or perhaps their spirit.
In the underworld, ghosts were the palanquin bearers for people like the King of Yama.
Ghost bearers?
It was like an eighty-year-old man kneeling to you, it would shorten his lifespan.
Zhou Ze remembered the story very clearly. As a matter of fact, Zhou Ze still remembered many of the stories that Uncle Qin told him. He did not forget them even after he started working as an adult.
Zhou Ze knew that the day before Grandpa Qin died of a sudden illness, Grandpa Qin, who usually only looked at the front door and never entered the backyard, made an exception and walked into the children's dormitory. He looked at each room one by one. Qin Ze happened to be awake at the time, and he saw the scene.
Grandpa., as if Grandpa as he he he knew his time was about his time.
It was just like how Warren Buffett's fart could make people feel like there was a great mystery behind it.
The ghost stories of a man who knew he might die the next day could not be treated as ridiculous.
The driver was still blabbering on and on, and Zhou Ze was as calm as ever.
Shortening his lifespan?
Damaging his energy?
Zhou Ze was not afraid. He was not a living person. He was a ghost too.
To put it bluntly, although Zhou Ze did not understand the levels and classes of ghosts, he could walk under the sun and meet living people to open a shop and do business. He should be much more advanced than the lonely souls and wild ghosts outside, right?
Furthermore, even the Faceless Woman in the Hell Pool had been injured by his fingernails. Zhou Ze was actually quite confident in facing other ghosts.
"More people have been buying cars and driving cars these years, and more people don't follow the rules too."
The driver was still chatting. Even though Zhou Ze did not respond, he was still able to continue the conversation.
"When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds. In short, if you really get angry one by one, you'll really lose many years of your life.
Although I know I shouldn't be angry, some people go out with a sticker on their forehead that says' You're going to kill me, you're going to kill me '. It's really infuriating. "
Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes. He felt a little sleepy and even wanted to sleep.
However, he knew that he could not fall asleep. Therefore, the clear feeling that appeared at this moment should be fake.
Zhou Ze suddenly burst into laughter.
He understood why the driver had been chattering non-stop along the way. It was not that he did not know that it was annoying for him to keep talking.
It was because he had not fallen asleep that he had to keep talking to pretend that everything was normal.
He wanted him to fall asleep.
As for his reaction to sleep, he had always been very slow.
A smile appeared on Zhou Ze's lips. He placed his hand on the car seat and closed his eyes.
Sleep.
The car began to slow down.
The driver's voice became softer and softer as Zhou Ze fell asleep.
At the same time, the driver deliberately turned his head to look behind him.
However, at this moment, the driver suddenly revealed a struggling expression. In the end, he shook his head and sighed before continuing to drive forward.
It seemed that they were almost at the bookstore.
Zhou Ze did not know how a ghost driving a paper car could move a person with a body.
This was difficult to explain because there was no branch of "Ghost Mechanics" in physics.
Moreover, in China's ancient legends, there were sayings like "Yellow Turban Strongman" and "Qimen Dunjia". It should be similar to the above.
Zhou Ze slowly woke up because he could sense that the driver's body in front of him was slowly emitting light.
Interesting.
He seemed to have encountered a lot of good ghosts recently.
This driver was supposed to "collect money" from him, but he could not bear to do it. It was probably his first time doing such a thing, so he could not bear to do it. In this struggle, he obtained his own liberation and redemption.
He began to dissipate.
After dissipating, he entered hell and reincarnation.
From this, it could be seen that the "nonsense" that the driver had said before was not all a lie. He had four children, and he liked the feeling of being a father. He worked hard to earn money to support his family and provide a good environment for his children to grow up.
He was a good father, and his character was not bad. After becoming a ghost, he wanted to earn a living as a "Ghost Carrier", but he ended up being too soft-hearted.
Zhou Ze slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. The driver did not notice him. He was still driving.
Zhou Ze gradually saw light coming in from the outside. He could see the traffic on the road through the window.
The driver was about to dissipate.
It was most likely a memory of the driver when he was still alive.
It was similar to the principle of lightning and the special environment. It was very likely that it had recorded a scene.
Zhou Ze subconsciously lit up his cigarette again. Since the driver had already freed himself, it did not matter even if he burned the car.
The car was playing music. It was a song that was quite popular recently, "Cool".
The driver hummed as he drove. He must have just received a big order and was in a good mood. He planned to go back to get himself a plate of peanuts and video chat with the children for a while. Although the days were hard, they could be considered happy.
At that moment, Zhou Ze saw a minibus appear on the road in front of him.
It was a school bus, with the school emblem and the words "XXX Elementary School" printed on it.
Zhou Ze did not think much of it at first, but a girl suddenly stood up from the backseat. She was facing the back of the car. Even though she was sitting in the backseat, Zhou Ze could still see her through the window.
The girl was wearing a blue lily dress. She looked very cute.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly.
He knew the girl. He was the one who had saved her. Apparently, she had woken up. Doctor Lin had mentioned to him a while ago that the girl's father was planning to hold a feast to thank him. He was planning to invite him.
Zhou Ze's eyes darkened. Did that mean the driver was the culprit behind the accident?
So many children were injured.
If he had not intervened, some of the children would have died.
"What a pretty girl. She's just like my youngest," the driver muttered to himself.
The driver muttered to himself. This was the last memory he had before he died, so he didn't know that there was another person sitting in the back of the car.
Zhou Ze looked around. He did not think that the driver was drunk, nor did he think that the driver had any other problems. So, what exactly caused the driver to crash into the school bus?
Caused the car accident?
Was it because of the nearby cars that caused the series of rear-end accidents?
At this moment.
The girl who was standing at the back of the school bus suddenly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
Yes.
She spat it out.
It was like a new person walking on a red carpet. It was very long. It was so long that it made one's scalp tingle.
At the same time.
The girl's eyes were filled with a mocking smile as she stared at the driver who was driving in front of her.
"Oh my God, Ghost!!!!"
The driver stepped on the accelerator in a panic, and the car crashed into the school bus in front of him.
"Boom!"
Sparks flew.
Zhou Ze stood at the entrance of the bookstore.
On the ground around him were the ashes of the paper car that had not been burned completely. They drifted with the wind and rolled down, turning into the last specks of light.
Zhou Ze was not injured at all.
And the driver kept his promise and sent him to his destination.
However, Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to return to the bookstore.
In his hand, he still held the cigarette and burned it slowly.
He took a deep breath.
Zhou Ze licked his lips.
"Uncle, you can't smoke in the hospital." The girl's voice still echoed in his ears.
He.
In the end.