I didn't really see the monster, but just by feeling the change in the yin qi, I felt like I was falling into an ice cellar, and my whole body fell into fear.

The driver next to me was the same as me. I don't know if he has a special ability, or if it's because the yin qi is so strong that ordinary people can feel it. In short, he felt the same amount of fear as I did.

I had been through a lot of things, and although my heart was beating faster and my breathing was struggling, I sat calmly in my seat, and I just tensed my nerves.

The driver panicked, slammed on the brakes, and spun the wheel sharply to escape the monster.

It's too late, it's too soon.

In the screeching sound of brakes, the car with excellent performance turned more than 180 degrees and turned around directly.

The driver was also skilled, and after turning around, he didn't even think about it, so he stepped on the accelerator again and let the car rush out.

He probably didn't know what was going on, but he just relied on instinct and wanted to escape.

I heard his gasp. Inside the car, his wheezing echoed non-stop.

I glanced back.

The mountain behind the car hasn't changed much. That yin qi was entrenched in the mountains, and it was still staring at me. But it didn't move.

I turned my head again.

It stands to reason that the car should go straight when it returns the same way. For the way from which it came was straight. But after the car turned around, the road ahead was winding.

The driver left a cold sweat and muttered, "What's going on...... How to ......"

My heart sank, and I carefully watched my surroundings and found that the yin qi had not disappeared. Not only has it not disappeared, but it is still spreading.

It was like the wind blowing away the yin qi that had been gathered together and drifting farther away.

I brace myself with 120,000 spirits, ready to unleash my abilities in the event of an attack.

However, I was not attacked.

The yin qi spread, and before I knew it, it entered the car.

It's like air, everywhere.

I looked sideways at the driver.

The driver himself did not notice and was still driving the vehicle restlessly.

I was a little stunned, and a little alarmed.

In my eyes, drivers have become different. He is no longer alive.

Before he knew it, he was dead.

I have only seen such a powerful yin qi once. It was in that game of Truth or Dare, that I met the Kuzen master in my dream. But even if you are a Kuzen master, you have to do it when you kill someone. It is still very different from this kind of silent killing of people by relying on yin qi alone. It's not that Kuzen Master can't do this kind of thing, it's just that he won't do it. This is very different from the situation where the Kuzen master was controlled by others and went crazy killing people.

I could feel that this yin master just wanted to kill. Simply killing people who are close to you is unjustified and unreasonable.

I looked around.

The surrounding mountains are undulating, and the featureless peaks cannot be used as a reference.

The driver didn't realize that he was dead, but he realized that the road was wrong.

He sped up for a while, then slowed down in despair.

Gradually, he stopped the car, rested his head on the steering wheel, and hit it hard several times.

The horn on the steering wheel was touched and a screeching sound was made.

The driver exhaled, sat up straight, trembled his hands, and kept digging into his pockets. He quickly figured out a compass.

The professional compass of today is certainly not as rudimentary as the compass of ancient times. I don't understand any of this, I just see the circle of scale markers on it, and the dial is equipped with a small lamp, which senses the dark environment and lights up automatically. In addition to this, the dial and hands are also luminescent painted, making it easy to see what is displayed on them.

The pointer in the center did not spin wildly, but it was very normal to sway, pointing in one direction.

The driver looked at the compass, and his emotions seemed to be soothed.

I didn't feel much consciousness from him. The only intense emotions he had were horror, and before and after, he was "empty-headed". I don't know if it's because he's calm and restrained, or if there's something else.

The driver put the compass on his lap and restarted the car.

The car continued on.

He stared at the compass at all times, uncomfortably.

The compass is very stable and points in a fixed direction.

The road winds and deviates in that direction.

The driver gritted his teeth, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car drove off the asphalt road, and after a bumpy, it entered the dirt road next to it.

The clearings on both sides of the road used to be farmland, a little further on, woods, and then the shadow of the mountains.

The headlights shine into the woods, and you can see the shadows of the trees, swaying slightly with the night breeze.

There is no rustle of leaves rubbing, only the shaking of the leaves can be seen. This scene is very weird.

The car, following the instructions of the compass, approached the woods, and the front of the car touched the trunk of the first tree.

The driver was a little stunned, and his face was cloudy.

That's when I received a little bit of his consciousness.

He thinks he's in a hallucination, he's hallucinating.

Eyes and other senses may deceive him, but the compass does not.

He reversed the car a few meters, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he crashed into the trunk of a tree. He wanted to break through the illusion.

I don't think it's just a fantasy.

If a person's senses are wrong, how can they be sure that what they see on the road is wrong and what they see with the compass is correct? It doesn't make sense at all.

What's more, I didn't notice anything other than the yin energy. What I saw was the same as what the driver saw.

Either the compass was manipulated by the ghost, or the surrounding scenery was manipulated by the ghost.

Either way, it is impossible for an ordinary person, a newborn ghost to break through with brute force.

The front bumper hit the trunk of a tree with a loud bang.

The car stops and the airbag pops out.

I saw the tree shake violently, but it didn't take long for it to steady.

The driver was knocked to pieces, and the compass on his lap fell under the driver's seat.

He slowed down, shook his head, ripped the airbag open, and gasped for a compass.

With some difficulty, he found the compass, carefully examining it.

The pointer is still pointing straight ahead, which is also the direction it just pointed.

The driver's expression changed, and he thought for a long time before starting the car again.

I don't know if he was born with this personality or if he was already affected by Yin Qi.

He twisted the car keys a few times, but the engine seemed to have asthma, coughed a few times, and couldn't start.

He cursed a few words, just as a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, and he cursed even louder.

I learned from his consciousness that he thought that such swearing would drive away the ghosts. This concept, I've heard it elsewhere as well. Demons fear the wicked. Be fierce and should be able to drive away some ghosts. I don't know if there's a supernatural basis for this theory, or if it's really useful, but I'm sure that this method won't drive away the demons here. It's a joke that such a powerful ghost should be scolded with a few swear words.

The driver scolded until his mouth was dry, so he rested, picked up the water glass on the side, and drank two sips of water. He started the car again, but it still wouldn't start. After cursing, he sat for a while, took the flashlight from the next compartment, and carefully opened the car door.

I got out of the car, one step ahead of him, went around to the front of the car, and looked at the license plate.

It's a license plate from Huizhou, but the number is different.

I thought it was strange, and when I looked up, I realized that the car was also different from the car I had seen in my previous dreams.

Not a car, not a person?

Is that Ren Pi?

But Ren Pi shouldn't have this kind of character.

I thought to myself.

The driver has checked the engine of the car.

There's really nothing to check for that.

The front bumper had been deflated, and the hood had been knocked into a convex corner. The driver finally opened the hood, and a few wisps of smoke came out. After tinkering for a while, he could only curse a few words weakly.

The headlights were still on, illuminating the woods and stretching the shadows of the trees for a long time.

The driver looked at the woods, swallowed, and hurriedly began to fumble in his pocket. This time, instead of finding a tool for survival in the wild, he reached out for his mobile phone. He just cried with joy and quickly called for help.

"I'm on the Guangyuan Highway! That's right, it's the road into the mountains! I know, I know there's no one here. I crashed, can you find me? Positioning...... I don't have a location in the car. Can you receive the mobile phone location? The driver said, looking at his phone.

Smartphones.

I was a little dazed.

In 2002, smart phones were not widely available.

Right now...... When is it?

(End of chapter)