Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The driver’s face was covered in blood from crying, and his head was beaten to twice its original size. To be a ghost to such an extent, it could really be said that he had a very miserable life.
Tuan Tuanyi hesitated, but Lu Wenqing thought of the experience of being scared to the point of almost peeing his pants. He had been bullied by ghosts since he was a child, but he had never experienced such a way of turning the tables. He glanced at Wei Xi, who looked indifferent, and suddenly felt indescribable confidence. He sat up straight with a timid look on his face: “You threatened the passengers, and you still want a five-star review?! Dream on!”
Ghost driver: “Oh…”
Lu Wenqing held his hands to his chest and glanced at Wei Xi, almost drunk with the pleasure of a head-on confrontation.
The driver didn’t dare to beg for mercy, for fear of being complained about again after the bad review. After the car arrived in the suburbs, he took the initiative to get out of the car and open the door. His service attitude could be said to be impeccable.
Ruan Shixing and his friends were already waiting near the haunted house. When Lu Wenqing approached, several of them craned their necks to look behind him in confusion: “What happened to your driver? Why is his head covered in blood?”
After paying the fare, Lu Wenqing said vaguely: “Something happened on the way…”
Friends: “???” A crash like this was not a big deal? What’s even more suffocating was that he still managed to send the passengers to their destination even with so much blood flowing. Who on earth was this good driver who moved China so much?
Lu Wenqing didn’t want to say more. Seeing that everyone was urging him to give it a five-star rating, he quickly changed the subject: “How long have you been waiting here? Is he okay?”
Everyone turned back to the topic, looking anxiously at Ruan Shixing who was protected in the middle. Ruan Shixing looked very ugly, with two huge dark circles under his eyes. He had been sick since he came out of the haunted house, and the hospital couldn’t find out what was wrong with him, but he couldn’t sleep all night. As long as he closed his eyes, his mind would be full of coaxing voices. What’s more terrifying was that sometimes when he lay in bed for a long time, he would inexplicably lose control of his limbs, as if someone was pressing him down.
Therefore, he didn’t even dare to lie down in bed in the past few days. Even when he was very sleepy, he would only sit on the sofa for a few hours during the day to take a nap.
His family members said that he was under too much pressure, so he imagined that he had encountered these things. He thought it was true based on the scientific knowledge he had learned over the years, but he had more doubts in his heart, so he went to ask Lu Wenqing for help.
Hearing Lu Wenqing’s question, Ruan Shixing just shook his head calmly, his eyes falling directly on Wei Xi who came with him. The social circles of the two sides hardly overlapped, and their friends were very curious and asked who the people with Lu Wenqing were. Tuan Tuanyi stepped forward and distributed business cards, and then everyone suddenly realized that this was the person in charge of Taicang Zong Company that they had often heard about recently.
Wei Xi saw Ruan Shixing and seemed to have something to say.
Ruan Shixing couldn’t help wondering what this person who had always been secretly in love with him would say at this moment? Then he finally opened his mouth –
“Are you willing to apply for a membership card now?”
Ruan Shixing: “…”
The familiar feeling of humiliation gushed out, and he turned his head away silently: “Let’s go.”
The haunted house had been ordered to be closed for rectification after the incident, but the appearance was still the same. In fact, due to the weather and the absence of the original staff, the overall atmosphere had become even eerier than before. Ruan Shixing looked at the old house from a distance. The further he walked, the more uneasy he felt. Every night when he closed his eyes, the voice in his head urged him to come here to play again. Now that he really came back here, he just felt creepy.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure in his peripheral vision, and he couldn’t help but take a step back in fright: “Ah!”
The group of people who were traveling with them also saw a thin figure sitting on the rusty wall of the villa gate in front of them under the twilight sunset, and they were immediately frightened and screamed. The figure on the wall seemed to have heard the sound and slowly turned his head towards them. Everyone then realized that the person sitting there was not a ghost, but a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome, with eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be carefully outlined with a pen, narrow and sharp eyes, and an impatient and cold expression.
Someone asked him in a trembling voice: “You, you, you… who are you? You’re sitting there in the middle of the night, it’s so scary!”
Hearing this, the young man pushed himself up with one hand and jumped down from the two or three meter high doorpost with an incredible agility.
He glanced at the man who spoke, swept his eyes over Wei Xi, and quickly turned back calmly: “I heard that there are ghosts haunting here, so I came to take a look.”
Everyone finally saw his full appearance and were all shocked. It was not because of his handsome looks, but because his two arms, exposed outside his simple white T-shirt, were covered with countless scars of varying sizes.
The scars were very old. If you looked closely, you could see that there were also some on his neck. It looked like someone had hacked at him with a knife. Combined with his outstanding temperament and appearance, it looked even more abrupt and terrifying.
Everyone was silent for a moment before they realized that it was a comrade-in-arms. They hurriedly stepped forward to start a conversation and learned that the other person’s name was Lu Que.
Lu Wenqing thought to himself that this guy is actually from the same family as me[1].
Tuan Tuanyi whispered to Wei Xi: “Master, have you noticed that this man looks like my husband?”
This stranger was full of yang, and Wei Xi was staring at him so hard that he had no time to pay attention to him. However, Lu Wenqing heard it and showed a horrified expression on his face. He looked up and down at Tuan Tuanyi’s tall and strong body: “You still have a husband?”
Tuan Tuanyi: “Just Shuo Zong!”
Lu Wenqing: “…”
For some reason, Lu Que in the crowd also turned his head and looked over: “…”
Tuan Tuanyi was embarrassed: “Just yelling whatever I want, it’s no big deal.”
Lu Wenqing didn’t know what to say. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Lu Que carefully, and whispered, “…Is he okay? His eyebrows and eyes are indeed a bit similar, but he is much younger than Mr. Shuo Zong. Mr. Shuo Zong doesn’t have any scars on his body. They should be tattoos.”
Moreover, he had heard from his family that Mr. Shuo Zong was preparing for a retreat recently, so he definitely won’t be here. But this kind of thing couldn’t be told to outsiders.
No one knew what was agreed upon while they were talking, but the final result was that Ruan Shixing paid to hire the newly appeared Lu Que to go into the haunted house to check it out.
Lu Wenqing had no objection to this. The other party looked very powerful. After all, more people meant more strength! Wei Xi had no objection either. He stared at Lu Que and was almost crying with envy.
Ruan Shixing’s friends did not go with them. Some girls looked at the closed door and were terrified: “It’s too dangerous. What if there is something inside? What will you do?”
Wei Xi still had a good impression of the women outside the mountain, and he explained: “It’s okay, just catch them and beat them up.”
“…” Ruan Shixing felt that something was wrong. He looked at Lu Wenqing, “Is exorcism so simple?”
Lu Wenqing glanced at Wei Xi who had nothing in his hands and couldn’t help but touch the magic weapon in his bag. Thinking of the ghost driver who had just been beaten, he turned his head away in shame.
The haunted house was ordered to be rectified, so of course the door was locked. Tuan Tuanyi got a piece of wire from somewhere and called to Wei Xi happily: “Unlocking, this is my specialty! Master, come here, I’ll teach you how to do this, it only takes three seconds.”
Wei Xi leaned over to learn new skills, but suddenly there was a loud bang and Lu Que stepped forward and kicked the door open.
Tuan Tuanyi was startled and looked up at the other party, but Lu Que just glared at him coldly.
Tuan Tuanyi saw a strong sense of reproach in the other person’s eyes and couldn’t help feeling puzzled.
However, Lu Que seemed to be very wary of him and kept a distance from him. After kicking the door open, he went in and turned on the light.
After saying goodbye to his friends, Ruan Shixing followed Wei Xi and Lu Wenqing and cautiously stepped into the house. He found that the place was still the same as the last time he came in. The dim light made the surrounding furnishings seem even more blurry and weird.
The surroundings were eerily quiet. After all, he was a pure materialist, so he immediately prepared himself mentally. This was all because of the atmosphere, the terrifying atmosphere created by the merchants.
Who knew that the next moment, there was a sudden click in the house and the melody of Merry Christmas rang out.
Ruan Shixing was instantly horrified, and along with everyone else, he slowly turned his gaze towards the record player that had started to work, his voice trembling: “Who… who of you turned it on?”
Lu Que replied calmly: “No one went there.”
Ruan Shixing was almost frightened by this weird scene, and explained with a pale face, “Yes! It’s this record player! It was playing this song when I came in that day!”
After he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Wenqing beside him for help, but he saw Lu Wenqing grabbing his arm even more panickedly: “F**k! This is so scary!”
Ruan Shixing: “…”
He suddenly felt that this childhood friend was a little unreliable…
At this time, Wei Xi walked over slowly, seemingly very curious about the record player, he raised his hand and touched the record needle, then the needle was moved away, and the music stopped.
Ruan Shixing was a little upset because of Lu Wenqing’s reaction: “It’s useless, it can’t be turned off. If you move the needle away, it will jump back by itself.”
At that time, he was sure that this was some kind of automatic electronic device, but with today’s thinking, it seemed weird no matter how you look at it.
As soon as the words fell, there was a crisp sound.
Ruan Shixing: “…”
Wei Xi grabbed the record needle that he had broken off and looked at it but couldn’t figure out what it was. He took the rotating record down and broke it in half.
It wasn’t attacked, and it didn’t look like it had any spirits. He waited for a while and asked Ruan Shixing, “When will it jump back?”
“…” Ruan Shixing was stunned by his simplicity and rudeness. Lu Que beside him said with a complicated expression, “…never again.”
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[1] He said this because both their surnames are Lu and Chinese believe that people with same surnames must have a familial connection even if it is distant.