"We have to deal with this paper cart."

I've made a decision.

Paper cars are famous as supernatural events in the Yin Dynasty and have existed to this day. I'm afraid it's not just the ones I saw. After all, there are still many people in the Yin Dynasty who like to meddle in other people's business.

It is definitely not easy for a famous supernatural event to exist forever and still be regarded as a story by grandpa.

I spent two days collecting information.

The origin of the paper car is the same as my grandfather’s story.

But many things happened later that Grandpa did not mention.

This was not the first time that the paper car followed people. All the people it followed were just like me.

As long as you take land transportation, you will be constantly approached by paper cars, and eventually the paper cars will stop outside your home.

Every night, someone gets off the paper truck and enters your home.

At this point in the story, it took on a very confusing branch.

Whether it is from people in the underworld or information found on the Internet, the descriptions of the man who got off the paper cart are different.

It's like there are many ghosts on the paper cart.

"The deceased at that time were four victims, which means there were five ghosts on the paper car, and these five ghosts were taking turns getting off the car."

"That's not right, but seven different ghosts have appeared in the mouths of people in the underworld."

"What exactly is going on?"

I was a bit scratching my head. The more I understood, the weirder the paper car became in my mind.

People in the underworld will not lie to me, after all, this is a taboo.

But if what everyone said is true, the number is far more than that. This does not include those on the Internet.

After thinking carefully, I decided to let the paper car get closer.

See for yourself what's going on on the car.

After I took the bus several times and saw clearly what was happening on the paper bus, I finally understood why everyone saw different ghosts.

Paper Car's obsession is revenge, revenge for ghosts.

The four people who died at that time were all relatives of the deceased. Their thoughts when they died were only the pain and anger of seeing the remains of their loved ones destroyed.

Powerless, they only thought that the deceased could turn into a ghost and punish the bus driver.

The strong obsession turns the deceased who did not become ghosts into drivers, and they turn into paper cars themselves, carrying the pain of the deceased and avenging the deceased.

This is the ghost who helps the ghost.

It has become something like a weird existence.

It's easy for me to understand this, because on the paper car, apart from the dull old man acting as the driver, I only saw one ghost, a familiar ghost - Qin Ming.

Qin Ming's only beauty was destroyed by me. The moment I left, his pain and resentment attracted Paper Che, who became his helper in revenge and helped him find me.

"Bah, we even found the wrong target."

No matter how you think about it, you should go to Huang Cheng.

However, after learning about the existence of paper cars, I felt a lot more relaxed.

The paper car was not aimed at me, but because of Qin Ming.

It's a pity that the paper car is a collection of four people's obsessions. There are no conflicting obsessions, which leaves a big loophole in it. That is, Qin Ming's strength dropped by more than 10% after leaving the river.

Rather than helping Qin Ming get revenge, it would be better to let Qin Ming die.

And the obsession with rules similar to paper cars does no harm to me.

After confirming this, I didn't hesitate anymore and let the paper truck come to me directly.

The last time I took a bus, when the paper bus and the bus overlapped, I felt a slight chill.

That night, just after 11 o'clock, I saw the paper cart appearing outside my door.

The car door slowly opened, and Qin Ming, who was dripping with water, walked towards me stiffly.

The locked door was pushed open directly, and Qin Ming stepped into my room.

The moment the door closed, countless turbid river water gushes out from Qin Ming's body and spreads on the ground in all directions.

The yellowish river water was imprisoned by an inexplicable force and did not flow outside. It kept surging in the room, getting higher and higher. Occasionally, pale human hands undulated in the river water.

I didn't do anything and stood on the high chair with a smile on my face.

The entire room was flooded by the river, and only two places were like forbidden areas.

One is the shadow under me. Within the scope covered by the shadow, not a drop of river water flows in.

The other one I placed on a chair aside was Liu Jie’s memorial tablet.

While all the chairs were being knocked around by the river water, the chair holding Liu Jie's memorial tablet remained motionless.

More importantly, that chair was much shorter than the chair I was standing on.

As everyone might think, I have no plans to do it myself. The reason is simple: the tools are easy to use.

The reason why people are human is because they have learned to use tools.

Of course, my real reason is that I have to focus on paper cars. After all, the rules of paper cars are just what I have deduced, and they may not be correct. I must always be vigilant. Well, that's it.

The river water was still rising, and it was already higher than the chair where the memorial tablet was placed. The silent tablet trembled slightly, and the next moment, the river water directly flooded towards the tablet.

I frowned, couldn't Qin Ming feel Liu Jie's terror?

The next moment, I knew that it was not Qin Ming who took action, but Liu Jie.

The river water was directly swallowed up by the memorial tablet, as if that place was not a memorial tablet at all, but a bottomless hole that could never be filled.

Even the slightly lower river water was pulled along, forming waterspouts that were swallowed up by the tablets.

Qin Ming, who had been standing at the door, finally reacted. His whole body slowly sank into the water and disappeared.

As he disappeared, the waterspout connecting the tablets gradually shrank and finally disappeared.

The river receded, forming a hollow around the chairs.

Then, the river started to flow towards me.

"Oh, this is because I know Liu Jie can't be offended."

I was not in a hurry, but took a look at the tablet.

The memorial tablet that was so powerful and sucking the river water just now is now sitting on the chair without any movement.

"Liu Jie plans to leave it alone? Is it because Qin Ming's attack is not strong enough?"

The river water hit the shadow under my feet, and the waves rolled up wanted to break through the shadow's protection and attack me.

I ignored the waves and went straight to the incense burner I had prepared earlier.

Inside are the remaining incense ashes from Liu Jie's worship. The tools must be used properly.

The incense ashes fell down and fell on the river.

The incense ash turned from gray to black, absorbing enough water, and became like silt.

The water in the river dropped visibly to the naked eye, and was soon filled up by the surrounding river water, causing waves to rush toward me again.

I smiled and opened the cabinet on the side.

Inside are plastic bags, each filled with incense ash.

I have worshiped Liu Jie for so many years, and the incense ashes have not been wasted at all. In addition, there is also a large cabinet of paper ashes.

Just when I took out a bag of incense ash, the rolling river suddenly calmed down.

Not far away, Qin Ming slowly rose out of the river, his face still expressionless, but I clearly saw a trace of grievance on his face.


Chapter completed!