There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 523
In the eerie night.

The young man drove nervously and vigilantly.

But the surrounding fog was getting thicker and thicker, so he had to slow down the speed of the car and asked, "Mr. Yan, what exactly is the street ghost you are talking about?"

"The road to the world is divided according to the direction. It can be divided into five roads: east, south, west, north, and middle, all of which may produce powerful ghost heads." Yan Qingkong pondered and said, but he didn't worry too much about the number of road ghosts. Powerful, one slap can still kill him, "And we are now in the direction of the West Road, so what we bumped into is the ghost head of the West Road..."

The young man frowned, still didn't understand what the hell was going on, and asked worriedly, "Very powerful?"

"Compared to ordinary ghosts, road ghosts are really powerful." Yan Qingkong said truthfully, "Otherwise, they wouldn't become road ghosts..."

"What should I do?"

The young girl's face was full of worry, and her heart was getting more and more frightened.

"Mr. Yan, can we turn around and go?"

The young man pondered and asked, feeling equally worried. Although Mr. Yan was full of confidence, he had no confidence.

Ghost, avoid as much as you can, what are you doing head-on?
"Turning around is useless, why don't you give it a try?" Yan Qingkong said, not rushing to act because the street ghost hadn't shown up yet.

"Useless?"

The young man was puzzled, but he turned around anyway.

The U-turn went smoothly and nothing happened, which made him relieved.

However, after driving for a while, he found that he was driving back again, which made his scalp numb and gave him a creepy feeling.

"How could this be? I clearly..."

The young man couldn't figure it out, and became more and more frightened, so he continued to drive and asked doubtfully, "Mr. Yan, could this be a hallucination?"

"It is indeed an illusion. In fact, you have been driving forward." Yan Qingkong said.

"Ah, is it really a hallucination?"

The young man screamed.

Not long after, the young man saw a few cars parked in front of him, and some people got out of the car to check the situation, so he slowed down and stopped.

"Could it be a ghost?" The young girl asked worriedly, "It doesn't look like it should be a human. They should have run into ghosts just like us?"

"Tell them to get in the car and go, don't stop." Yan Qingkong said to the young man.

"Ah I?"

The young man was a little scared and didn't dare to get out of the car, so he said, "Mr. Yan, why don't you..."

"I can't get out of the car for now."

Yan Qingkong pondered for a while and said that he was afraid that if he got out of the car, he would scare the street ghosts from coming out, so everything he did tonight would be meaningless.

"Can't get out of the car?" The young man was a little puzzled.

"Don't worry, it's okay, just come back quickly." Yan Qingkong added after seeing the young man's fear, without explaining why he couldn't get out of the car.

The young man pondered for a while, then opened the car door and got out, telling the people who got out of the car to get in the car and leave.

But at this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, as if the air around him had frozen, making the young man's heart skip a beat and his scalp tingle.

"what is that?"

A middle-aged man found a few pairs of green eyes in the darkness by the roadside, exuding a cold and evil aura, just like the eyes of a poisonous snake, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

The people who got out of the car and looked at the situation couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Wolf?" Someone said in amazement.

"Why are there wolves here?" Someone shook his head and said.

"Get in the car, this is an evil spirit!" The young man's scalp was numb, and he yelled at them, before rushing back, "Drive away, don't stop."

"what--"

When everyone heard the words, they suddenly became a little confused.

Because along the way, they have already felt it, but no one has pointed it out.

"Yan Qingkong, is that an evil spirit?" The young man stepped into the car, slammed the door shut, looked at Yan Qingkong with a pale face, but fortunately he took a quick step.

"It's an evil spirit." Yan Qingkong nodded.

"What should I do?"

The young man asked nervously, he was already at a loss, and he wanted to ask about everything.

"Just keep driving." Yan Qingkong said after a while.

"Is that okay?" The young man could only start the car and drive into the darkness, and other cars followed when they saw it.

It's just that the night is getting weirder and weirder.

Surrounded by deathly silence, black as ink, very depressing.

"Mr. Yan, it seems that I can't drive anymore."

At this time, the speed of the car was getting slower and slower, and the young man couldn't help being frightened when he saw that even the headlights couldn't penetrate the darkness.

"Then stop the car." Yan Qingkong looked at it and said.

"what?"

The young man froze for a moment and asked, "What about parking?"

"get off."

"Get out of the car? But there may be evil spirits outside." The young man asked puzzledly, isn't this courting death?
At this time, Yan Qingkong opened the door and got out of the car, turned around and said, "Get out of the car and worship God."

"what?"

The youth was at a loss.

But Mr. Yan got out of the car, so he had to get out of the car.

And in the car that followed, someone got out of the car and walked up, asking the young man what should he do now?
"I don't know either. You can ask Mr. Yan." The young man shook his head, looked puzzled, and explained, "Mr. Yan is not an ordinary person. He just slapped an evil spirit to death on the road..."

"Isn't it?"

"Kill the ghost with one slap?"

Those few people were stunned and some couldn't believe it.

"You guys, who has incense sticks and paper treasures?" Yan Qingkong looked at the darkness, but still couldn't find where the ghost was, so he turned to ask others.

"Who goes out to bring these games?" Someone shook his head and said.

"Why do you want incense sticks and paper treasures? Is it possible to worship ghosts?" Someone asked curiously, wondering if the evil spirits would leave after worshiping?
"It's not ghost worship, it's god worship." Yan Qingkong said with a smile.

"Mr. Yan, what god do you worship?" The young man asked curiously, "Is this possible? Could it be that if we worship God, God will save us?"

"Try it, maybe it will?" Yan Qingkong said.

"Which one of you has incense sticks?" The young man still believed in Yan Qingkong, and now he could only do so, so he asked other people.

"No."

"No."

Everyone shook their heads.

"Mr. Yan, what should we do?" the young man asked anxiously.

At this time, Yan Qingkong looked at the darkness ahead, but he still couldn't find where the street ghost was. He frowned slightly and said, "Cut grass for incense."

"Cut grass for incense?"

The young man looked confused, is this all right?
"I've heard of 'Scattering beans to make soldiers, cutting grass to make horses', but I haven't heard of cutting grass to make incense, can this work?"

"Can it work?" asked the young man.

Yan Qingkong pondered for a moment, turned around and looked at the crowd and said, "It's grass, it's incense, it doesn't matter, what matters is faith and sincerity."

Everyone looked confused, you look at me and I look at you.

"It's getting late, everyone, hurry up." Yan Qingkong said, without doing anything himself.

The crowd didn't move, so the young man had no choice but to say: "Everyone, let's give it a try."

But at this time, there was a strange sound in the darkness all around, which made everyone's hair stand on end, as if the evil spirit was getting closer.

What's more, there was a terrified call for help, which made them feel more uneasy and more and more afraid.

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(End of this chapter)