To be honest, this feeling really pissed me off, just like a carp on a hot plate waiting to be slaughtered.

Just like a moment ago, if it wasn't for my brain spinning fast, I would have been hit by a car a long time ago. I might have been lying in a hospital morgue, and in the end I wouldn't have been able to find a body.

However, since the situation had developed to this point, no matter how much he complained, it was to no avail.

Blessings can never be forgiven. Even I don't know if I was the one who caused a ruckus in my life or if I offended a certain yellow earth immortal. Whether it was sinister deeds, evil deeds, or some unlucky things, they all came one after another and didn't give me the slightest opportunity to catch my breath.

At this point, I have already lost the Yellow Talisman that could protect me. Thus, from now until the time I meet the Grand Matriarch, my situation will become extremely dangerous.

The ghost girl didn't leave, I'm sure of that. She must have been following me from the time I was at the noodle shop until now.

No one knew what would happen next, and it was a mystery whether I would even live to see the Grand Matriarch.

However, I still had a sliver of luck in mind that I wouldn't be so unlucky.

Go, go, go without looking back!

I stood by the side of the road, looking at the endless stream of cars, and the only thought that came to mind was this.

Of course, this time, I didn't dare to think about walking back. There was no need to lose my life to save a few dollars.

After all, the person I am facing is a ghost lady who has already killed 11 people. Speaking of this, I have a lot of experience in killing.

Furthermore, I have also heard some things about ghosts from the Grand Matriarch. Ghosts are different from humans; as they accumulate over time, their abilities will also continue to increase.

Of course, the most unacceptable thing was that the more Ghost Killer's people, the more they would absorb, and the faster their cultivation experience would grow.

This matter isn't hard to understand. To put it bluntly, I lost my life-saving talisman at the same time while the female ghost was still growing.

I can't just watch as this female ghost continues to grow unscrupulously. I have to think of a way to solve this problem.

There seemed to be no worse news for me than this.

Forget it, let's just not think about it anymore. We'll talk about it when we get back. I knew that as long as I didn't go back to the Grand Matriarch's side, all this was nonsense.

I reached out my hand to hail a taxi. Fortunately, the taxi was relatively easy to catch at this time of the year. There were still a lot of cars coming and going.

"Lad, where are you going?"

A pair of purple cabs pulled up in front of me, and the driver rolled down his window and asked.

It was actually a female chauffeur. She appeared to be in her forties or fifties, and her looks were very ordinary, not even close to that of a beautiful woman.

Of course, if she were pretty, who would still come out and rent? I don't know when I became an aesthete.

However, this female chauffeur gave people a very comfortable feeling when she spoke. Although she didn't speak authentic Mandarin, she gave people a very good feeling.

I explained where I was going to go to the female driver, then opened the door and got in the back seat. Since I was usually influenced by rumors about the death of a co-pilot, I usually didn't sit in the front seat.

Soon, the car started moving in the direction of the target as the engine started again.

To be honest, there were quite a lot of female drivers these days, but there weren't many female drivers that ran night shifts.

The night shift was not like the day shift. In terms of mental health or physical strength and safety, a female driver was indeed not suitable for running the night shift.

Of course, these are just some of my personal thoughts, and I can't explain them all.

"Strange, what's going on today? Why is there a traffic jam on this road?"

After getting on the car, the female driver didn't say anything. When she stopped the car, she asked in confusion.

A traffic jam? After hearing what the female driver said, I also felt that it was a little strange. This wasn't the time to be stuck in a traffic jam, and the cars on the road weren't that right either.

I leaned my head out a little and looked ahead, but to my surprise, I didn't see the traffic jam at all.

At this moment, I found my car parked alone in the middle of the road, just like when I met the Wall-Hitting Ghost.

"This, this?"

For a moment I didn't know what to do, because I couldn't tell if it was me or the chauffeur.

"Since we can't walk down this path, is there any other way?"

I asked the driver. I really don't want to wait any longer.

"There is. However, I'm afraid that we'll have to go around a little further."

To taxi drivers, taking detours was something they were very willing to do, especially when this type of customer offered to take the initiative. Life wasn't easy, who didn't want to earn more every day?

"Un, it's fine. Let's go far away!" "As long as we can reach our destination as soon as possible."

I nodded, indicating that the woman driver should take a detour.

Soon, the car turned around and headed in another direction.

However, I still looked back unwillingly. There wasn't any traffic jam behind us.

One road actually created two different road conditions. Without a doubt, this ghost girl must have attacked one of us. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel the temperature in the car plummet by a few degrees.

"Actually, this road isn't that far. You just need to fork out six or seven more pieces of money, and I won't take that detour too far."

The chauffeur explained to me as she drove that she also seemed a little guilty about taking a detour.

After hearing what the female driver had said, my heart warmed. This year, there weren't many drivers that were as kind as the one in front of me right now.

This time around, the road we took was not as wide as before. The surrounding gave off a feeling as if we had just arrived at a village within a city. The road was filled with puddles of water about half a meter wide.

This taxi is not some expensive sports car, and I'm afraid it will break down on this road.

On the other hand, the female chauffeur gripped the steering wheel tightly with both of her hands. She didn't have much expression on her face, and I knew that I must have overthought things.

"It's weird tonight, why is there a traffic jam everywhere? Could it be that they're blocking the road tonight?"

Just when we reached a place that could barely be considered a crossroad, the driver stopped the car once more and said with a strange tone.

A traffic jam? How could there be a traffic jam in this place?

That was my first reaction when I heard the woman driver say that.