I loaded the ghost talk game

The entire section of the winding mountain road, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, does not take too much time for the ghost Mazda and the ghost locomotive.

And because Sister Xiaoyuan's driving skills are really good after being promoted, she took the initiative to rush down the cliff several times, relying on the almost flying posture, finally opened the distance from the motorcycle rider, and took the lead in crossing the established finish line.

"Hao Wei, isn't it amazing?"

Xiao Yuan parked the car and looked at his companions excitedly.

For the remaining four people, Dashi was holding his bloody head tightly, and the head in his arms had a gratified expression.

Back, all back.

The younger sister who used to be heroic when she touched the steering wheel is back.

The rest of the brothers Makoto Takayama and Mikami stayed in their original positions, gripping the seat tightly with both hands. But their heads had already been detached from their bodies, and they were floating up and down on the roof of the car, with disheveled faces and miserable expressions.

"I don't feel...not...not very comfortable...um..."

Takayama Mai raised her hand tremblingly, holding her head with difficulty.

Then he quickly opened the car door and walked out unsteadily.

"vomit--"

She held on to the railing on the side of the road with one hand, and held her head in the other hand and retched.

The second half of the winding mountain road, for Gao Shan and Mikami, it was really an old crime.

Less than half a minute later, the locomotive engine roared, and the ghost rider also came to the finish line.

Because Takayama is in poor condition and can't stand up straight while holding on to the railing on the roadside, Oishi Junma takes Sister Ohara with him, and wants to have a preliminary negotiation with the female knight.

But I haven't waited to speak.

The knight jumped off the motorcycle and walked straight past Dashi and Xiaoyuan.

"Hello?"

Huang Mao Dashi turned his head sideways, and saw candles flickering on the side of the road not far ahead.

Beside the subtle firelight, there are two figures, a man and a woman.

They are all human beings, not weird stories.

Ghost Rider walked towards those two people.

Dashi and Xiaoyuan looked at each other and followed slowly.

When you get closer, you can see that there is a bouquet of rose flowers beside the candles lit by the roadside.

The bouquets of white, red, and pink flowers are in clusters and bloom enthusiastically and gorgeously.

At midnight, candles and flowers are placed on the side of the road, which is probably a memorial service.

The man on the candlelight and rose lace is about thirty years old, his face is a bit vicissitudes, probably suffering from the pressure of life. But judging by his facial features, he might have been a handsome guy from all over the world when he was young.

"Well?"

Sister Xiaoyuan tilted her head and blinked her eyes, her eyes fell on the young woman who was participating in the sacrifice.

The young woman is standing very close to the man, and the two are arm in arm, appearing to be a couple or a couple.

"Hush."

Dashi next to him raised his hand and lightly pressed his cousin's shoulder, and signaled her to be quiet with a very small voice. He probably wanted to see the situation before deciding what to do.

rustle--

After that, the female rider took off her bright helmet.

He flicked his hair lightly.

Her hair was loose and about the length of a shawl, soft and slightly curly, and dyed platinum, very beautiful.

And the face of that female knight is heroic, a handsome young lady.

Similar to Takayama Mai's temperament.

On the smooth neck of the female rider, there was a thin red scar that was bleeding slightly.

From this point of view, she is the Headless Horseman.

"The rose is very beautiful, Shuhei." The Headless Horseman bent down lightly, touching the rose flowers on the ground with his fingers, "Yeah, today is my memorial day."

The man named "Shu Ping" didn't respond, his head was still bowed with a sad expression.

He should not be able to see the strange stories of the Headless Horseman and the Ghost Group.

"Speaking of which, today is a working day, right? Didn't you go to work in Nagoya? Is it really okay to come back all the way?" The Headless Horseman straightened up, "Also, don't you come back too frequently? If you run to your country house from time to time, will you really not be expelled from the club?"

Dashi and Xiaoyuan on the side didn't talk anymore, Dashi still pulled his cousin and took a slight step back.

At this time, Gao Shan finally regained his strength and brought the Sanshang brothers over. Keeping a distance, he looked at the headless horseman and the man and woman who were paying homage.

Headless Horseman: "Ah--it's hard work being a social animal, right? Have you been forced to work overtime by the unscrupulous section chief? I can see that your hair has thinned a lot. Also, did you climb the board a few days ago? My Line, sent yourself a message?"

"Send something, 'Darling~Eat well, sleep on time, take care of yourself, you are always the best person.' When I just woke up at night, I saw it. I laughed so hard, why do you still look like a little kid?" Are you as naive as a child? When you are unhappy or wronged, you still want to act like a baby to me and want me to comfort you, right? But, does that sound like something I would say? "

"If you follow my bad personality, I will probably only laugh at you?" The idiot Shuhei still compromised with life, became a social animal, worked overtime every day in the dark, and lived a life that I hated the most before. Hehe, how pitiful ~', is that what I would say?"

"It has been separated for too many years, and you don't even remember what kind of person I am?"

On the road at night, there is silence.

Only the flames of two candles were shining, reflecting the rose flowers brightly and bleakly.

The men and women paying homage and the members of the hearse group did not speak at all. From the beginning to the end, only the headless horseman could be heard talking to himself.

"Oh, I'm too lazy to talk about you." The Headless Horseman smiled, shifting his gaze from Shuping to the young woman next to him, "So, this year, bring your girlfriend to see me? Hmm... a little different I'm happy. But it seems very happy... You should have found a girlfriend."

"After all, I can't take care of you like I used to, can I?"

"I said before that you should live a normal life. I admit that my charm is great, but you can't keep thinking about your dead girlfriend, right? Your life is still so long, and infatuation always There should be a limit. Being a social animal is pitiful enough, but it’s a bit too miserable to be alone at home every night.”

"Speaking of which, your new girlfriend is very beautiful. You still haven't changed, you always like beautiful girls, tsk tsk."

"Oh, that's right. I forgot to tell you, I met some very interesting people of the same kind today. I have competed with them, and I haven't felt like this for a long time. Although I lost in the end, I am very happy. You can't do it, Shuhei , you've never beaten me before."

The Headless Horseman said, and turned to look at the silent hearse group and others beside him.

She raised her hand, and threw the bright-colored helmet decorated with cat ears towards Xiao Yuan's place where she hadn't been standing for a long time.

"Wow... woo... eh..."

After Sister Xiaoyuan left the driving position, her movements seemed to be a little slow, and she was in a hurry to catch the helmet.

Her flustered appearance made the Headless Horseman laugh: "Little sister, you are very good at driving. I was very happy just now, and I will give you this helmet. The winner must be rewarded."

"Oh...thank...thank you?"

"You're welcome."

The Headless Horseman shook his head with a smile, and turned his attention to his boyfriend again:

"It's time to go, in the future... I don't need you to visit me anymore, just stay with the people around me. In that case, I can finally feel at ease with you, a useless guy. If you can remember me until now, It's amazing, if you have a conscience. You know? I always hope that you can live a good life like a normal person, and don't be influenced by me, really."

Shuping still didn't reply, but his body twitched invisibly twice.

The Headless Horseman opened his mouth, but he seemed to have finished what he was going to say tonight.

Her figure began to become blurred and slowly dissipated.

As for the strange tales of undead transformed into by the deceased, some of them exist in the world by the obsession before death. Once the long-cherished wish is fulfilled and there is no concern, it will dissipate and "become a Buddha".

Like the Girl in the Box and Lady Crow in Paradise back then.

The headless horseman, whose body was mostly transparent, moved closer to Shuping, looking at the rose flowers on the ground: "It's so beautiful..."

Then, she raised her head, brushed her platinum-gold temple hair, a bright and flowery smile of relief appeared on her face, and her lips opened and closed slightly:

"Shuping, ah, hehe. Darling~ eat well, sleep on time, and take care of yourself. In my heart, you will always, always be the best person."

The night wind caressed past.

Shake the faint candlelight and the rose petals on the ground to drive the dark floral fragrance.

The Headless Horseman and her motorcycle disappeared with the cool wind, without a trace.

The members of the hearse group bowed their heads, and no one made a sound.

At this time, I saw Shuping, the man with a sad expression, his shoulders shaking violently.

He was sobbing, silent at first, then his voice became louder and gradually uncontrollable, he covered his face with his hands and wept bitterly, and wailed hoarsely.

A man in his thirties, crying like a child who has lost something he loves.

But the young woman beside her let go of his wrist at this time, and only said softly: "She has already left, so my condolences will change."

The woman raised her head, looked at Dashi and the others, and nodded slightly.

This person is known to the members of the hearse group. In the evening, the boss met the spiritual master, Saotome Ai.

"The knight...disappeared."

Sister Xiaoyuan hugged the helmet left by the headless horseman, and said loudly.

"Well, the wish has been fulfilled, so I have become a Buddha."

Miss Saotome walked to the hearse group and responded softly.

"Can he... see... her?" Xiao Yuan asked again.

"I can't see it, but with my help tonight, I can somewhat hear the voice of the Headless Horseman speaking. In the past, I probably could vaguely feel the presence of the other party here. So I will come here from time to time to pay homage."

"Do you have to get rid of that knight?" It was Gao Shan who spoke this time.

"This is Mr. Okano's meaning, and it is also the commission he initiated to me. Moreover, the Headless Horseman is an earth-bound spirit, and will always be bound to the mountain road where she had a car accident before she was alive. Her obsession left in the world Thanks to Mr. Okano, fulfilling her obsession and letting her be free is a respect for the deceased. Although... it was done in the form of a lie."

"But Mr. Okano is just an ordinary person. Humans and ghosts have different paths. Before that, both of them were in pain. Life and death are things that can't be helped."

Saotome Ai's expression is serious, and she's completely different from the fanboy state she met Kamiya in the evening.

The members of the hearse group did not speak again.

Miss Saotome waved her hands at them, turned and left: "Say hello to Senior Kamiya for me."

"Well……"

Sister Xiaoyuan watched the spirit remover lady leave, and then raised the headless horseman's helmet a little bit higher.

next second.

The bright-colored helmet with cat ear decorations turned into a puff of misty black smoke, pouring into Xiaoyuan's body, and also pouring into the ghost Mazda parked beside him.

Before the Headless Horseman left, the gift she gave to Xiao Yuan was her own ghost story relic.

...

"Aba, whoop, Abba, whoop."

When Kamiyagawa returned from the abandoned mine in Betongzi Mountain, the little old man kept talking about what happened to the hearse group.

Because the content is a bit complicated, Kamiya only understands the general idea.

"Relying on the obsession to complete the ghost talk to achieve cure, compared with my physical exorcism, it is really a gentle way to deal with the ghost story." Kamiyagawa thought in his heart.

However, Miss Saotome's special talents seem to be only effective for some ghost stories.

When Shengu went up the mountain and came to the side of the road, the members of the hearse group were already waiting for him here.

"Boss."

Oishi and Takayama greeted him a little sluggishly.

"Yeah." Kamiyagawa nodded.

Then there is Xiao Yuanzao, her current appearance has not changed, she still looks like a cute girl with short hair.

After seeing Shengu, he just smiled blankly and gave a thumbs up: "Boss, it has not...become powerful...more reliable!"

It can be felt that the breath of Xiao Yuan's sister is indeed different from earlier tonight.

According to the little old man, she had "evolved" long ago.

Absorbed the ghost story relic left by the Headless Horseman.

"Has anything changed?" Kamiyagawa asked her.

"oh oh."

Xiao Yuan nodded, turned around and ran back to the ghost car parked by the side of the road.

Kamiyagawa:?

what does this mean?

In other words, has the appearance of the ghost car become a little different?

Seems a little longer than it used to be.

Moreover, in some places, the sense of machinery and heavy industry is very heavy, but it does not violate the harmony, as if it has been modified.

While Shengu was observing the ghost car, he suddenly felt the aura of ghost talk in the car become a bit more dignified.

The roar of the engine, which is completely different from the original ghost car, suddenly sounded from inside the car.

The back box of the car body was opened suddenly, and a handsome black motorcycle ejected from it!

Kamiyagawa:! ! !

what's the situation?

Ghost Mazda turned into Batmobile?

How can this eject the motorcycle?

Bang!

The two heavy wheels of the locomotive fell to the ground, and one flicked to a sudden stop in front of Shen Guchuan.

The rider on the car was wearing a closed helmet with cat ear decorations and a matching black leather motorcycle jacket. Because of the tight attire, he appeared to have a bumpy figure.

"Boss, it's been a while, you know how to start the car?"

Sister Xiaoyuan's slightly excited voice sounded from the bright helmet.