"Are you okay?"

A concerned voice came from the back seat of the car.

Then, a pair of hands reached out from the back seat to help him pick up his fallen head, and another hand reached out to help him hold the steering wheel.

"Thank you, thank you..." The driver suddenly stopped thanking. There was only one person on the bus, why are there three hands now?

Chi Shen had already put the driver's head back on his neck, picked up the driver's hands and put them back, and reminded the terrified driver, "Watch the road."

"Okay, okay." The driver held the steering wheel with his newly installed hand, and the hand that was stretched out from the back seat and holding the steering wheel was retracted.

The driver slightly raised his head, which had just been retracted, and looked upward along the direction of the retracted hand. He saw the situation in the back seat through the rearview mirror and saw only a young man.

He remembered that there was only one young man on the bus.

Where did the third hand come from?

The driver's eyes slightly lowered to the backrest. The street lights outside the car window shone in, and the dark shadow of the young man sitting in the back seat fell on the car seat. He did have a shadow, so he should be a living person.

This made the driver even more frightened. His hands on the steering wheel were shaking slightly. He was about to drop his hands if he wasn't careful. For his own safety, Chi Shen quickly raised his hand to hold the driver's arm and said with a smile, "Be careful."

The driver saw Chi Shen's kind smile from the rearview mirror. For some reason, under this smile that made people feel like spring, he felt cold all over. He became cold and cold sweat broke out from his head.

From Chi Shen’s perspective... the driver’s head began to bleed, and the so-called cold sweat was just the blood on his head.

Seeing the driver's condition, Chi Shen had already made a preliminary judgment on what had happened to the driver. He was probably attacked from behind while sitting in his seat, hit on the head, and then dismembered. Therefore, his head and hands would fall down if he wasn't careful, and maybe even his legs would fall off. However, the car was small, and the legs would not roll anywhere if they fell off, so Chi Shen was relieved.

As for the third hand holding the steering wheel, it was naturally Ji Xingchen's. Ji Xingchen stretched out a hand from the shadow and held the steering wheel to prevent the driver from having an accident in panic. After the driver took the steering wheel, Ji Xingchen put his hand back into the shadow.

Although he had to turn around and lose his hands along the way, and his head was bleeding, the driver was still very dedicated and sent them to the door of the old house.

"I'll be in for about twenty minutes and will be out soon. Please wait a moment." Chi Shen said to the driver.

The driver seemed a little hesitant and looked at the rearview mirror several times, but didn't know how to start.

In this case, Chi Shen smiled and said, "I'll add money."

Driver: “Ten dollars?”

Chi Shen: “Twenty.”

Driver: “Okay!”

Then Chi Shen went to the trunk to get the newly bought suitcase and carried it into the old house.

When the driver saw that everyone had left, he moved the rearview mirror and started to tidy up his appearance. His appearance just now seemed a little scary, and he hoped not to scare the passengers.

But the guy just now also looked scary...but he charged more money!

He wiped the blood off his face and rechecked whether his limbs and head were properly installed. After making sure that there was no problem, he sat back in the car, looked at the dark house, and waited for the young man to come out.

Chi Shen entered the old house and went to his own room first. He broke the mirror that the red-clothed female ghost was staying in. He wanted to take the red-clothed female ghost away, so he prepared a mirror for the red-clothed female ghost to live in. Of course, in order to make it easier to carry, he bought a small mirror this time.

After entering the room, the female ghost in red ran out expectantly, and Chi Shen also smiled and took out the small mirror he had bought.

Pink peach heart, Chi Shen opened the mirror, inside was a small heart-shaped mirror, and outside was a colorful marquee.

The expectant expression on the red-clothed female ghost's face froze, and she took a step back inconspicuously, grabbing the floor.

Even the ghost face showed a look of disgust: "This is the magical girl toy that was very popular a while ago, the one that cheated three-year-old children out of their money."

Ji Xingchen, who was standing by, pushed his glasses and said calmly, "I suggested that he change the style. This one is expensive and impractical, but he insisted that this mirror is very suitable for female ghosts."

The ghost face at the side looked at the pink heart-shaped mirror with colorful marquees, then looked at the female ghost in red with bared teeth, bulging eyes and even no breasts below. How could he tell that they were suitable?

"I think they match very well." Chi Shen walked towards the red-dressed female ghost with a mirror and persuaded her, "Don't you think it's pink and cute and looks a lot like you? How about I help you move in?"

The red-clothed female ghost retreated again and again, as if she was afraid that Chi Shen would force her in. She ran into the red paper phone and made a sound through the phone: "This, I like this! I live here!"

Seeing that the red-clothed female ghost gave up the small pink mirror he bought, Chi Shen felt a little regretful. He put the small mirror into his backpack, put the paper phone into the backpack, and also put the broken bowl that Ji Xingchen had possessed into the backpack. Then he let the ghost face enter the backpack and follow him.

After taking his friends in his room away, Chi Shen went to Bai Wan's side courtyard, put Bai Wan's tablet into his backpack, and then pulled the huge suitcase to the main house.

It is now exactly two o'clock in the morning.

Just as Chi Shen and the evil spirit in the main house had agreed, when he walked to the river of emotions again, he did not feel any emotions. It was quiet outside the main house and nothing was happening.

This time, Ji Xingchen followed Chi Shen into the main house.

A strong smell of blood hit me in the face.

In the empty space of the main house, there were iron chains as thick as wrists stretched across the room. The chains bound a man's legs and pierced his heart, hanging him upside down on the roof. The bloody red blood dripped down the chain that pierced his heart.

When the wind blew through the open door, the talismans attached to the chains fluttered in the night.

In such a space, there were several broken chains dropped to the ground, the talisman papers on them turned into ashes, and the man hanging upside down was also a little crooked.

The bloody hand that Chi Shen had seen when he first came here did not appear. The man was quietly dropped in mid-air, and even the ghostly aura that was spreading everywhere was restrained.

His eyes passed over the broken chain on the ground. Ji Xingchen was silent for a moment. He seemed to think about it, and then he said, "Is this what you said? Have you agreed?"

"Sometimes you need to use some special methods to communicate, otherwise your friends won't understand what you are saying, right?" Chi Shen's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to ask Ji Xingchen, "How do we take him away?"

Ji Xingchen said: "These talismans should be able to subdue him. Take them down and put them in the suitcase with him, and then you should be able to take him away."

"Then move aside." Chi Shen raised his head slightly and looked at the man hanging upside down in the air.

Ji Xingchen retreated outside the main house and looked at Chi Shen.

The black energy in Chi Shen's hand was like a dragon or snake, and soon it took the shape of a Mo Dao. Finally, when the black energy was retracted, a sword with an ancient style appeared in Chi Shen's hand.

In ancient times, the Mo Dao was used to kill horses.

And now, Chi Shen wants to use him to cut the chains that bind the evil spirit.

He pointed his toes and jumped high up with the knife in hand. The blade of the Mo Dao passed by like flowing light, and the talisman papers stuck to the chains broke and fell like snowflakes, scattering all over the place. The blade then cut the chains that bound the corpse lightly as if entering mud, and the upside-down corpse suddenly fell down.

Chi Shen also jumped down from the air, and the Mo Dao in his hand disintegrated into black gas again. Chi Shen stretched out his hands and caught the corpse falling from the air. A cold and violent breath came from the corpse. It seemed that although this person would fall into a deep sleep to wait for him, he could not really fall asleep on his own.

So Chi Shen used some methods to consume some of this person's ghost energy.

When it fell into his arms, Chi Shen clearly saw the corpse's heart beat.

Is this person really dead?

But if a living person had an iron chain piercing his heart, would he really still be alive?

Chi Shen looked at the iron chain that pierced his heart and tried to move it. A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound. Chi Shen had to give up the idea of checking and carried the corpse to the suitcase.

The stench of blood hit him in the face, and the violent aura that had been restrained began to float. The ghost face following outside the house suddenly turned red in the eyes, expanded himself to the size of a washbasin, stared at Ji Xingchen's neck, and slowly opened his mouth.

Ji Xingchen was holding the small mirror given to him by Chi Shen and had collected all the talisman papers together. Half of them were spread out in the suitcase. At this moment, he was packing the suitcase with his head down.

Chi Shen put the body into the suitcase. The body was a little difficult to put because of its long arms and legs. Chi Shen put it there casually, then stood up and rubbed the swollen ghost face. The ghost face shrank quickly, and he looked confused: "What happened just now?"

"You have been affected. Calm down and stay away from here." Chi Shen said.

Ghost Face immediately took several steps back in fear.

Chi Shen lowered his head again and tried several positions before putting the body into the suitcase. Then, with the help of moonlight, Chi Shen could see the appearance of the body clearly.

Before, the body was dumped on the beam of the house. It was in the dark and far away, and I couldn't see it clearly because of the depth of the pond. But now that I can see it clearly, I feel that this person looks familiar.

Chi Shen looked at the man for several seconds, then suddenly looked up at Ji Xingchen: "He looks like you, is he your brother?"

Ji Xingchen put the talisman paper into the suitcase and covered the body. He said, "I don't know."

Chi Shen looked at the corpse for a moment and felt that the high eyebrows and deep eyes were not so sharp, and even some of the soft eyebrows and eyes were somewhat good-looking. He said again: "Although you look alike, he is more handsome than you."

Ji Xingchen put the last handful of talisman paper into the suitcase. He looked at Chi Shen admiring the corpse's face and silently took off his glasses: "Are you a little face-blind?"

Chi Shen switched back and forth between the corpse's face and Ji Xingchen's face several times before he was sure: "You seem to look the same."

Ghost Face climbed out of Chi Shen's backpack and complained weakly: "This is not 'seems', it's clearly 'is'!"

"Are you twins?" Chi Shen asked again.

Ji Xingchen closed the suitcase, zipped it up, and replied, "I don't know. I have no memory of this."

He paused and added, "If you like, I can stop wearing glasses. After becoming a ghost, my myopia has also improved."

"Put them on." Chi Shen took Ji Xingchen's glasses and looked at them, then returned them and looked away, "You look more used to wearing glasses."

Ji Xingchen took the glasses and put them on silently.

"Let's go to our new home!" Chi Shen happily carried his backpack and pulled a huge black suitcase, slowly walking towards the door of the old house.

Ji Xingchen followed him out.

The driver of the midnight online taxi was very trustworthy and was still waiting for them at the door of the old house. Chi Shen put the suitcase containing the corpse into the trunk. When he turned around, he saw the driver's head and hands falling to the ground again.

Ghost Face climbed out of Chi Shen's backpack and greeted the driver happily: "Hello, why are you still driving a taxi so late at night?"

As soon as the driver turned around, he encountered a terrifying ghost face. He was so frightened that his whole body fell apart.

"Don't scare him." Chi Shen came from behind the car and put Guimian into his backpack.

Seeing Chi Shen taking away the grimace, the driver's head scattered on the seat almost showed an expression of gratitude. The next second, the driver's expression of gratitude froze on his face.

Chi Shen took out a red silk thread from his backpack and looked at the driver who was lying on the seat with a kind smile: "I think it's unsafe for you to drive like this. Let me help you."