Fang Xing looked at the money in his hand and smiled at the beautiful female ghost who had grown half of her body out of thin air.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to possess the spirit."

Having said that, he directly used the [Spirit] he had just learned and began to build his own abilities in terms of money.

Before the female ghost could react, she took out the match from the hotel and lit the money in her hand.

It only takes a few seconds.

The female ghost looked at the money that appeared inexplicably in her hand.

Silence fell.

Fang Xing pointed at the money.

"My spirit is set to be a sacrifice. It can burn something to the designated ghost, but I have to do something after taking the thing."

"Do you understand how to do things?"

Then he looked at the bus full of people.

Although the ghost of this car is scary, it never kills anyone.

Just as he was about to get off the car, the car door was suddenly slammed shut with great force!

Among the people, a young handsome man said loudly:

"Master, wait a minute, I have something to say! I'm ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The female ghost looked at Fang Xing with more and more strange eyes, and she felt anxious at that time.

On the way, the first ghost in the car also talked to Fang Xing about what happened in the car.

But later it was said that it could help me deal with some ghost encounters, which is quite attractive.

Fang Xing pushed with both hands and subconsciously piled the heads forward in his hands.

"I asked you to do something, so that you don't block the car and let me leave!"

Negotiate a good deal.

Before he could finish speaking, a bunch of heads in the car began to crawl, shaking their heads trying to face Fang Xing.

A voice came from the car's stereo.

He kept staring at the female ghost with raised eyebrows and said nothing.

Fang Xing doesn't care much about helping to drive. After all, these people are very good at driving themselves. How good are their driving skills?

It was just an accident at first.

"Let's talk about it. Can you burn some rem for me?"

Every time I scare people, I just want them to run away and stay away from the car.

but……

Inexplicably, my eyes blurred and my head fell off.

If you encounter some ghost events and don't know its true identity, you can't do anything even if you want to make a deal.

"Give me a make-up and a facial mask. My face will be black when I turn into a ghost."

The female ghost took a deep breath and raised her hand to pat the car door. Fang Xing reached out and opened the car door this time.

"I...can give this money to humans and ghosts without touching it..."

"Trade, yes."

Although Fang Xing's ability looks very strong, Fang Xing himself knows that this ability is not omnipotent.

The heads stopped moving their chins, then their heads shook and disappeared into gray mist.

He clapped his hands under the car, gritted his teeth and pulled out a series of ghost figures from under the car seat!

This car is a sports car with only two seats.

"You are sick!"

"Is it okay to talk like this?"

"I'm just discussing with you whether we can burn something for us!"

From then on, this car had a strange function inexplicably.

Look at the money in your hand.

"I was just trying to scare people..."

I never messed around when I was a human being, but who would have thought that I would end up selling myself out as a ghost!

The car was noisy, and a bunch of people's heads were heaving up and down, which made Fang Xing feel sick!

Half a moment.

Fang Xing was finally able to drive this car with peace of mind.

Isn’t it said that the more outrageous the setting, the more difficult it is to create!?

How could such an immoral thing happen to me?

"After all, we have a lot of experience."

"Don't move around, Zhuo! Keep your mouth away from me!"

After thinking about it for a while, he said to Fang Xing:

The space in the car was not very big, but with such a push, the female ghost turned into a head.

Many ghosts finally discussed a suitable spokesperson and started talking to Fang Xing.

A bunch of heads were scattered in his arms, and Fang Xing felt sick even after experiencing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

"Brother, can you do me a favor and hold me in your hands? They keep blocking my head!"

A lot of people with buzzing heads were talking, asking Fang Xing to help him.

Anyone who dies near this car or under the car will be tied to the car.

Fang Xing looked at the head protruding from the other heads and asked:

"Why? I owe you?"

"Since you agree, we'll take turns talking about what we want. I won't bother you. You can burn it for us once a month and it will be treated as our salary."

"Who knew you were full of pornographic thoughts!"

"You won't let me leave if I leave!?"

Fang Xing touched his chin and looked at the group of heads, especially the many heads that looked at him sideways because of the angle.

The heads cheered!

Then, the heads of the crowd gathered around Fang Xing.

"Can you burn a mobile phone for me? I haven't caught up with you in a long time!"

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm used to it!"

"Master, we have no other intentions and we won't harm you."

The talking head is the first ghost of this car.

Inexplicably, I feel like I am being despised!

The female ghost almost shed tears.

There was another small commotion.

The female ghost slowly retracted her body, and said to the other party in embarrassment:

"Hey...actually, I'm not a salesperson, I just like to dress up..."

Fang Xing sneered.

"We make a deal."

That day, as the car owner, he opened the convertible and enjoyed the spring breeze.

"Brother, I'm not the kind of person who messes around!"

What's more, when you burn something, you need to know who to burn it to before you can make a deal with it.

"Don't show your diaphragm and disgust me!"

Fang Xing:……

"Now I will use [Spirit] to burn some money for you and ask you to let me go. How can you keep me?"

When she said this, the female ghost leaned against the car door, her pale face holding back a trace of blood.

If there were help from these ghosts, many things would really be easier.
To be continued...