The Last Train to Hell

"I'll open your yin and yang eyes in a moment. The thing behind you is colluding with the paper spirit. It's too easy for something to go wrong when you get out of the car."

Master Lin looked worried, obviously worried about me.

I understood what Master Lin meant.

In other words, the paper human spirit I bought has colluded with the resentment of the ghost in me.

So he almost killed me just now.

No wonder Master Lin said that a paper man cannot deceive the thing behind me.

"There is also very unfortunate news. The resentment behind you has evolved into a second version. Two methods are needed to solve it, otherwise it cannot be resolved."

This news really came as a bolt from the blue to me.

In other words, even if I find Manzhu Shahua, I have to drink some of those disgusting things.

I had basically given up hope and was lying on the ground like a dead fish.

My stomach, which had been growling just now, stopped protesting now.

Master Lin saw that I was deeply shocked, so he was considerate and did not continue to stimulate me, so as not to overstimulate me.

At around ten o'clock, full of grief and indignation, I burned the tattered paper figurine.

I also burned the pile of colorful paper money I bought.

From now on, I will forget about that pile of yellow paper.

It's such a thick pile, I have to burn it all without dying of exhaustion.

How long? When I was a child, I burned this kind of paper for my elders, and it was very difficult to burn.

But it is especially popular with the elderly.

I paid back the money I owed to the taxi driver in Fengdu, and I felt relieved.

Just as I was about to take a taxi to the company garage, a taxi suddenly stopped in front of me.

The driver was still an old acquaintance, but this time the smile on his face was a little subtle, which made people feel something was wrong.

I didn't think much, simply opened the car door and sat in directly.

Seeing me taking the initiative to sit in, the driver was extremely satisfied.

"You still dare to come up here? You should be blacklisted by the Fengdu Taxi Company. The car money you burned for me will not be circulated in the spiritual world at all."

I was stunned for a moment. If this kind of paper money does not circulate in the spiritual world, what else can it circulate?

Is it possible that I have to burn the cash to give him the money?

It is illegal to maliciously damage the RMB. After all, I am also a good and law-abiding citizen, so I cannot do this.

Even if you are blocked by Fengdu Rental, you can't do it.

The driver figured it out, but I was stunned and didn't understand anything.

He had no choice but to tell me patiently, "The face value of the paper money you are burning is too high and it will not circulate in the spiritual world at all. Otherwise, if you burn it this way, the spiritual world will have inflation long ago."

Seeing the driver's toothache look on his face, I also felt a little helpless.

It seems to make sense.

So the old man at the shroud shop insists on letting me carry that pile of yellow paper, is it for my own good?

The speed of Fengdu taxi is impressive, and I am not afraid of being late for departure.

He quickly returned to the dormitory and took down the thick pile of yellow paper.

Go to the place where you burned the paper and burn the yellow paper as well.

After burning the yellow paper and getting in the car, the driver looked much better.

Although he still has a sinister smile, his attitude is obviously much kinder to the naked eye.

No wonder it is said that money can make the spirit grind.

"I have received the money. When you get back to the car, come to me and rent it out in Fengdu. I will give you the best price, the fastest speed, and the best experience."

I was struck by the driver’s advertisement, which was so crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, are all people in the spirit world this good at playing nowadays?

Probably because of the money, the driver looked behind me thoughtfully.

"If you prepare so much paper money tomorrow, you can ask Master Wu Chang to collect the things behind you."

Is Master Impermanence talking about black and white impermanence? I find it a bit incredible.

Now Fengdu is so user-friendly. Not only does it have a taxi company, but Master Wu Chang also provides soul collection services?

If Master Impermanence can solve it. Something behind my back.

I don't have to worry about my reputation being ruined.

I also want to ask the driver about Master Impermanence.

Unexpectedly, the driver shook his head at me, took out a business card and handed it to me.

"Remember to make an appointment in advance. There are a lot of troubles in the spiritual world now. Mr. Wuchang is very busy. I will contact you to make an appointment with Mr. Wuchang in July. They are easier to talk to."

I nodded in understanding and took the business card handed over by the driver.

Mr. Impermanence's business card seems to be of better quality than the rental company's business card.

After saying a few words, the car arrived at the garage door.

I looked at the time, it was only eleven twenty, still early.

Yesterday left a very bad impression on me, so much so that when I look at the garage now, I feel a headache.

Suddenly thinking of Tingting, I raised my legs and walked towards the toilet.

Before reaching the toilet door, I heard Lao An muttering to himself in the toilet.

"Tingting, I'm sorry for you. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be killed, but I don't dare to say it."

Was it Lao Antou who didn't report what he knew back then? No wonder he was so frightened when he came here yesterday.

But why didn't he say, what is more important than human life?

"Tingting, I am a parent and a child, so I rely on this job to support my family. After I call the police, I will also be unlucky. Don't blame me."

The more I listened, the angrier I became. I couldn't help but walk behind Lao An's head and kick him from behind.

I know Tingting must have heard it, and she might have been hiding in tears.

She is a kind girl, otherwise Lao Antou would have suffered retribution long ago.

"Get out of here, Tingting doesn't need you to apologize."

As soon as I entered, I saw Tingting standing in front of Old An, with no expression on her face.

She looked extremely serious.

When she saw me, her face was obviously more lively.

"You came to see me again? I'm fine, it's all over."

Tingting cried her heart out.

Old An was stunned for a moment, and then ran out of the toilet.

He woke up in the toilet this morning.

Yesterday he heard strange noises, as if he was bewitched, and went to the toilet uncontrollably.

Then he found something in the toilet, and he ran out.

Later he woke up and found himself in the toilet.

I didn't want to pay attention to Old An, how to torture him was Tingting's own business.

I guessed that Tingting had cried enough, so I pulled her out of my arms.

How can a spirit have tears? Tingting cried blood.

The blood and tears that looked horrible made the clothes on my chest messy.

Of course I won't blame Tingting. I came here just now to ask her if she remembered what happened after I fainted yesterday.

I still haven't found the lost diary.

The diary is the only clue for me to solve the last bus of Route 14. After losing the diary, I feel like I'm back to the past, in the dark.

I can only let others do what they want.