My eyes shrank, took my phone, and fiddled with it for a few times.

"It's useless, there's no signal!" The fat man snatched his phone and looked at it, then gave it to the driver, and took the Yuxi cigarette handed out by the driver and lit the fire.

In the lighter fire, I looked at the truck driver obscurely and found something unusual.

"Okay! Finally it's repaired!" The taxi driver stood up sweating profusely and hammered his waist.

"Brother, thank you very much!" The truck driver stepped forward excitedly and grabbed the driver's hand, very sincerely.

"You're welcome, when you go out, how can you not help each other! Fortunately, you react quickly and the damage is not too serious, otherwise you will be in trouble today." The driver was an enthusiastic person. He patted the truck driver's shoulder and smiled: "My brother has been frozen on the road for so long, and his body is cold. It's better to go back to the cab to warm up."

"That's right, I was really scared just now. In order to control the car, I was hit and jumped up. Fortunately, it's okay."

The truck driver was glad and said goodbye to us and got into the car.

I looked along his back, but found that there were large pieces of dry blood spots on the steering wheel.

I followed the driver and the fat man into the car with a weird look. The driver was not in a hurry to leave, but watched the truck start and followed behind not far or near.

"Hey, this guy is also going to your Yunluo County. Why do we just do good people to the end, drive slowly, and take care of us?" The driver turned around and asked us for our opinions.

"It's okay, we don't have to worry about this time." The fat man smiled carelessly.

After this incident, the driver was much more enthusiastic about us and was not worried that I was a bad person anymore.

"Uncle, it's not easy for you. Not only do you have to run at night, but you'd better have to be able to repair cars, otherwise it would be troublesome to go on a long distance and fail." The fat man shook his head and said.

"Who said no!" The driver sighed and said helplessly: "In order to support the family, to protect his wife and daughter, I have to fight to the death!"

"Look, the old man just now is no more than fifty years old, and he seems to have age spots. It's all because he's too tired on weekdays."

My eyes flashed, a little funny.

This uncle actually thought the spots on the truck driver's skin were age spots?

I smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, the fat man muttered strangely: "Why do I think that uncle is strange? His skin is too white and a little abnormal."

"What's the matter? It must be because I'm standing on the road and blowing the wind for too long. It's really cold on this cliff at night. This guy is considered a good person with good physique. He was blown so coldly that he didn't shake it."

The driver was unaware of it and smiled with admiration.

"No!" The fat man suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at me hesitantly, leaned into my ear and muttered:

"Nanwa, do you think that old driver was attacked by a ghost?"

I'll go, this fat man is still unknown, I whispered in a bad mood: "He's just a dead person!"

"What?"

The fat man jumped up excitedly when he heard this and knocked down the roof of the car. The driver was so scared that his hands trembled and almost hit the guardrail in the middle.

Damn, I pressed the fat man down and glared at him. This guy almost caused us to have a car accident!

The fat man smiled apologetically at the uncle, then looked at me in horror, gasped in a cold breath, and asked in a low voice: "How could it be? Didn't he drive a car alive? Could it be that he was possessed by a ghost after he died?"

"No, he was not controlled, but he didn't know he was dead!" I was a little uncertain, I had never heard of this before.

"Can this still happen?" The fat man was shocked, as if he remembered the driver who said he almost died of life, and his face turned pale.

"His body is dead, but the soul has not realized it yet, so it is still entrenched in its own body." I looked at the truck in front of me gloomy.

"He should have died of a car accident when his head and temple hit the steering wheel violently and was severely injured. There was blood stain on his left temple, and there were no scars in other places."

However, I have to say that the truck driver has very good skills and drives fast and steadily. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that this kind-hearted old man was actually a dead person.

"Is that blood stain?" The fat man's face collapsed. The light was too dark. If he didn't look carefully, he couldn't tell what it was. This guy thought it was dirt like engine oil.

"What should I do now?"

"Watch the changes. If he can send the cart and himself back, we won't have to do more trouble."

We stopped talking, but we only had our eyes barely left the truck.

More than half an hour later, we entered the county charge office and successfully entered the city.

"Master, follow that car, I will give you an extra 100% fare." I saw that the driver was relieved and prepared to turn, so I quickly stopped him.

"What are you doing with him?" The uncle stepped on the brakes vigilantly, turned to look at me, as if he began to doubt whether I was a bad person again.

I explained it with a lot of laughter and cry, indicating that I had good intentions, but I was worried about the driver and wanted to send him there.

The driver seemed to think that I was unlikely to rob a large truck, and he was a little worried, so he finally followed.

The truck drove straight to the factory entrance at Yi on the south edge of the city. The truck driver got out of the car, called the guard and entered the factory.

"I can finally leave now." The driver turned around and smiled. I nodded silently, then took out the phone and called Team Zhao.

"Master Fang?" Team Zhao was sleeping in a daze. He was a little surprised to see that it was my phone number.

"Captain Zhao, please come to Hebin Road, Nancheng. There is a furniture factory here, and there is a driver in it that has a problem."

I said obscurely.

Team Zhao and I have dealt with several supernatural incidents. After hearing what I said this, I immediately guessed that there was something wrong, and my voice changed a little.

"Master, is it a big problem? How many police force do you need to bring?"

I was so amused that I was so happy that I quickly comforted him and said that there was no big problem, just two of them were enough. Team Zhao responded.

"Hmph! Little brother, you are so unkind! What's the problem with someone who is picking up goods? At most, it's overloading. You call the police? Why are you so bad at such a young age?"

The driver heard that I really called the police and his face turned green and scolded me sarcastically.

"Damn, how do you say? You dare to scold my brother!" Before I could do anything, the fat man excitedly twisted the driver's back collar, his face grim. Fortunately, he hadn't driven the car yet.

"What! Just say you brothers! You two guys are so weird. You guys are so bad that they even call the police if they are overloaded. Fortunately, that brother is so polite to you and even dispersing cigarettes for you."

The driver was a kind-hearted man. At this moment, he turned around and looked at us angrily.

"Scattering smoke? Do you think your Fat Brother is interested in the smoke that is dispersed by dead people?"

"Diet?" The driver was stunned, then glared at us in disgust and shouted: "You guys go down, I won't take you anymore! The two guys are so sad! Damn, I won't make this money today!"

I'll go, that's it!
Chapter completed!