The van had large seats, so I let Ji Xinglan sit in the front, and the rest of us sat in the back.
After Luo Tianhe paid the money, he told the driver his destination, and the driver prepared to leave.
Just as we closed the car door, the windows also closed automatically, and the windows had been specially treated so that it was completely dark and we couldn't see outside at all.
We could only perceive the situation through the glass in front of us.
Fortunately, there were lights inside the van, so the whole space looked bright.
I focused my gaze on the master craftsman, and after examining him closely, my eyelids twitched slightly.
This old craftsman was hunched over and thin, somewhat similar to the old craftsman I had seen before.
This guy's voice was hoarse and low, without the slightest bit of emotion.
He simply said he was about to start, then stepped on the gas and sped through the city at an extremely high speed.
Song Chao had never seen anything like this before. He screamed in fright at the incredible driving skills, but the experienced driver ignored him.
"You guys really came to the right place. If it weren't for me, it would have been almost impossible to get to Cuiping Mountain tonight!"
The experienced driver glanced at the rearview mirror as he drove, his voice quite hoarse.
It feels a bit like scratching glass with your fingernail; it sounds very unpleasant.
Hearing the old master say this, I immediately became interested. What the old master meant was that only by meeting him could we go to Cuiping Mountain tonight.
I leaned forward and rested my head on the old master's chair, and asked softly about Cuiping Mountain.
I first offered the old master a cigarette, then struck up a familiar conversation: "Uncle! Please tell me!"
I kept a very humble attitude. I had to be polite to this experienced driver who drives cars all the time, especially since this car was acting very strangely.
"Because the Cuiping Mountain you mentioned is shrouded in evil spirits, and those evil spirits will only be completely removed when the sun sets tomorrow!"
The old man took the cigarette from me with his withered hands, lit it, and took two deep drags before slowly explaining to me.
After hearing this, my body trembled slightly; I never expected things to turn out this way.
No wonder Sister Huang repeatedly told me to set off only when the sun was setting the next day.
It turns out they didn't intend to harm us; rather, they knew that we wouldn't be able to go to Cuiping Mountain normally if they hadn't done that.
"Although I don't know what you guys are doing there, I still have to remind you that there are some things you shouldn't mess with!"
"This is outside your karmic scope, so you'd better let go as soon as possible!"
The old master took two more deep drags on his cigarette, then turned around and stared intently at me.
Then he turned his attention to Ji Xinglan in the passenger seat.
"Hehe, you two little boy and girl are quite interesting! You're lucky to have met me!"
The driver grinned, then stepped on the gas and sped off without looking back.
These incredible driving skills terrified us all, especially Lao Dao, who is now almost in tears.
He hysterically begged the old driver to look ahead quickly, because he really couldn't handle a car coming from there.
The experienced driver ignored all of this and continued driving. Just then, I touched the car window next to me.
There was a strong sense of death emanating from the car window.
I felt a slight shiver run through my body.
This kind of deathly aura usually only appears in piles of dead bodies.
Normally, this dense aura of death would only appear in places like the destination.
Or it's associated with the boundary between the Yin and Yang realms.
I looked at the windshield in front of me; the area ahead was shrouded in fog, so it didn't matter whether there was a windshield or not.
The experienced driver was driving entirely by feel. While Lao Dao was yelling wildly, the experienced driver calmly turned on the speakers and played a song from Initial D.
As the music from "Catch the Shrimp" started playing, the old driver's car had already reached its maximum speed.
All I could sense was that the glass on both sides was trembling constantly.
And its own base seems to be about to be overturned.
If this van hadn't been relatively sturdy, it probably would have fallen apart long ago at that speed.
"Bear with it, once you get through this fog, you'll be able to reach Cuiping Mountain directly!"
Sensing our fear, the experienced driver closed his eyes and continued driving.
If it weren't for the fog obstructing our vision, we probably would have already alerted the experienced driver.
With such thick fog, for ordinary people, there is basically no difference between having their eyes open and closed.
Just then, I remembered my booklet. I carefully opened it, and in the light from inside the van, I discovered a map of Cuiping Mountain inside.
"This is Zhongyang County, and this is Cuiping Mountain. This should be where Sister Huang is!"
I unfolded the map and laid it out in front of everyone. Old Knife Ant and Luo Tianhe both gathered around.
They carefully examined the map, which clearly marked almost everything.
Every highway, every path, and every rest stop has been clearly marked with various colors.
Furthermore, it features various dynamic icons that change constantly.
I checked my watch; less than 40 minutes had passed since we got in the car.
Soon, the van broke through the white fog, and the next second it came into view of the lush forest.
"Alright, we've gotten through the fog. After about 10 more minutes of walking, you'll be able to reach Cuiping Mountain!"
But let me make this clear first, I'll only take you to the foot of the mountain! As for the road over there, that's your own journey!
At this moment, the old master finally opened his eyes and kept staring straight ahead.
It reminds us that we're almost there.
My heart skipped a beat. I really hadn't expected this bus to go so fast. I had checked the map beforehand, and it should have taken at least two and a half hours.
Perhaps sensing my confusion, the experienced driver told me that the reason we were moving so fast this time was because of this vehicle.
"If it weren't for the old man, it would have been almost impossible to get to Cuiping Mountain!"
The old master craftsman started leisurely boasting about his achievements again.
I quickly lit a cigarette for the old master and smiled ingratiatingly.
"Thank you very much!"
We can't be too polite, we haven't even reached our destination yet, who knows where this old man might take us if he loses his temper.
Soon, the experienced driver stopped, and what came into view was one mountain road after another.
The experienced craftsman held out his hand and asked me for payment.
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