Chapter 382 Don’t Forget to Pay
Chapter 382 Don’t Forget to Pay
The shop owner held the banknotes in his hands and cried, "Thank you, little brother. We are just running a small business and can't withstand such a blow. I guess that gambler won't give up. You two should take good care of your injuries and leave quickly."
He was worried that we would become a burden to him, especially in a small hotel like this. If something unexpected happened, it would be troublesome.
In order to avoid conflict in the hotel, he asked us to leave quickly.
"Don't worry, my brothers and I will pack up a bit and leave in the afternoon."
I went to a breakfast shop, only to find that all were closed.
I looked at the time and it was just past ten o'clock in the evening, so I went to a nearby store to buy two bowls of noodles.
The two of us had a bowl of instant noodles in the hotel and then planned to leave.
We found a driver at the subway station, who said he would take us to a faraway place, but told us that we had to pay for the round trip fare, which was about 2000 yuan. I didn't argue with him, and just paid and got on the car.
It was a hot day, and the taxi driver was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner. I complained, "Driver, the temperature is too high this afternoon, can you turn it on?"
"Okay, but don't forget to pay."
He was really blinded by money.
As soon as the air conditioner was turned on, the room became much cooler. Having not slept well the night before, I just lay down on the seat and fell into a deep sleep.
The driver's driving skills are very good. The car runs smoothly, even on a bumpy road.
Just as I was marveling at my own eyesight, the master suddenly stepped on the brakes and I was almost thrown off by him.
I didn't wear a seat belt so I slept very comfortably.
Fortunately, the beauty reacted quickly and put a hand on my shoulder, which prevented me from getting beaten black and blue.
"What's going on ahead?"
"I don't know, but I can't go through here, so I'm going to give you a new route. Be careful, don't think I'm taking a detour because of money."
I looked out the car window and saw a cordon. As I closed the window, I saw the Grim Reaper from the underworld.
"Someone must be dead over there, otherwise how could this happen?"
I don’t know the specific reasons, but judging from the situation of the two soul-stealing messengers, the number of deaths is definitely not just one or two.
"Young man, don't talk nonsense, or you'll get into trouble."
"This is not nonsense."
Boom boom boom!
A loud thunder exploded in the air, and then dark clouds gathered and a heavy rain fell from the sky.
This heavy rain came so suddenly! One moment it was sunny, and the next moment it was pouring rain.
Whoosh whoosh!
It was raining heavily outside the window, as if someone had pierced a hole in the sky.
This road is a narrow path, so the driver did not drive very fast. Due to the heavy rain, it was difficult to see the scenery in the distance even with raindrops streaking on the car window.
boom!
With a "bang", the taxi driver seemed to be hit by something.
He slammed on the brakes and stood there for a long time without daring to get out to see what was going on.
If I hadn't been able to hear his faint breath, I would have thought he was just a lifeless statue.
"Maybe he tripped over something, go check it out!" We were all sitting in the back row, because my foot was injured and it was not good to be exposed to the rain. Not to mention my sister, she was still very weak, after all, her body had just recovered.
He mustered up the courage to get out of the car, but a pair of pale arms grabbed his neck and dragged him into the forest.
I supported myself on the seat with both hands, leaned forward, and placed the talisman in my hand on the pale palm. But just as I touched it, it was struck by lightning and quickly retracted its hand.
The driver immediately returned to the driving seat, closed the car door, silently recited the Buddhist name in his heart, and then began to breathe heavily.
"Don't beg me, please, please save me!"
The man in the T-shirt clasped his hands together and muttered something, but his voice gradually became weaker. I quickly covered my ears, took out a talisman from my arms and handed it to the man in the T-shirt.
"Take it, it will make you stronger." The driver interpreted the last sentence vividly.
"Okay, I can give you a discount." He obviously knew the power of the talisman, so he didn't put it in my hand, but placed it on his chest, trying to save his life.
Seeing him like this, I took an extra dollar and put it in my pocket just in case.
As I walked, I could always feel some wandering souls approaching, as if they had planned it all along.
Those wandering souls became more and more solid, appearing in front of us one after another. The driver's psychological endurance was too poor, and he directly knocked one of them away. Although I kept reminding him, he was not killed.
Naturally, he didn't believe it and insisted that he was the one who did it.
"What can I do? If their family members come to my house, I will have to go to jail. I have to take care of the elderly and children at home. I can't go to jail. If I go to jail, what will they do?"
"Shut up! Stop talking."
I shook my aching head and said, "Those are not human beings, they are all dead. Don't feel any psychological burden."
"No way, that wasn't a person, someone just flew past me."
He was so scared that his hands couldn't stop shaking. I almost rushed over to hold him.
I patiently said, "How come there are so many people in this desolate mountain?"
"Well, I usually run to the city from here."
No one is seen.”
"Go quickly, don't stay here, otherwise you will get into trouble."
I became even more anxious and urged the man in the T-shirt to hurry up.
At the critical moment, the car wouldn't start. The driver was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he kept cursing.
"Fuck you, get out of here right now, or your soul will be destroyed in the next life and you will never be reborn. Fuck you, I'll make sure you die a miserable death!"
I heard his clever words and understood that he wanted to drive them away.
Late at night, if you encounter some unclean creatures, you can curse at them, but the creatures here are all flesh and blood, and it is almost impossible to make them go away.
"Alright, alright, this thing must be controlled by someone. Even if you curse their entire family for eighteen generations, there's nothing you can do."
"What should I do?"
He closed the car window, put one hand on the steering wheel, and placed the other hand on the amulet on his chest, for he was worried that his treasure would be blown away by the strong wind.
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