"You know, I am actually a chef. I am very knowledgeable about cooking, and hot pot is my favorite cuisine." Liangfeng said.
The taxi driver didn't reply, and neither did the girl in the back seat.
"Today is very similar to that day. I think of the scene that day again..." Liangfeng showed a look of reminiscence.
"I put a small charcoal stove on the table and a soup pot on the stove. I cut the living driver's meat into thin slices and made a sauce with wine, soy sauce, pepper, and cinnamon. When the soup boiled, I put the meat slices between them. Rinse it in the soup and eat it with seasonings. This way of eating it makes me feel that the meat slices are very delicious. It also allows me and the driver to enjoy the moonlight and view the scenery in the heavy fog, and eat whatever they want from the driver. , that night was very pleasant, so I gave this way of eating a good name as "Mist-moving Offering". The clear river water surged, the wind blew and the fog illuminated it at night, it was very wonderful..."
Liangfeng continued to look at the driver.
"This time, I missed some meat again." Liangfeng looked at the driver again.
"My meat is stale," the driver said.
"But you are fresh." Liangfeng showed a kind smile, "I have never eaten meat like yours."
The driver stepped on the brake.
"Brother, please get out of the car. This trip is in vain," the driver said.
The cool breeze held down the driver's shoulders, and the driver felt a huge force falling on his shoulders.
"No, my house is quite big, and I've bought all the other vegetables."
Then the driver felt the cool breeze pinch his shoulders, and then his chest.
"You have a good figure, quite strong, and the flesh is very tight."
Although he had been dead for two years, the driver still kept his body for some reasons.
The driver hurriedly leaned back, trying to distance himself from the cool breeze. If he and the car hadn't been tied together, it would have jumped out of the car and ran away. This man gave it a dangerous feeling.
"How old are you? You're still so shy, but your body is still quite honest. It's already hard."
After all, it was a corpse that had been preserved for two years. How could it be as soft as a normal human body? It had become hard long ago.
"Come, let me see if your body is still normal, and see where you can eat..." Liangfeng said, grabbing the driver's collar with both hands, trying to pull the driver back.
The driver was just an existence under a fierce ghost, unable to get rid of Liangfeng's blessed hands.
"No, no, brother, no..."
"Be obedient and keep me healthy."
Buzz——
The sound of the accelerator sounded, and a beam of light passed through the car window.
Liangfeng was stunned, and the girl in the back seat who had been watching the show also narrowed her eyes and became serious.
The driver's face turned horrified.
"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming on a motorcycle..."
Liangfeng raised his hand and slapped the driver.
Why are you still singing this?
"What's going on?" Liangfeng asked.
Quack, quack, quack...
The driver's teeth were trembling, and the face with corpse stains looked so frightening that it made Liangfeng want to slap this face twice.
"Yes, it was the existence that killed me!"
"Oh?" Liangfeng elongated his voice.
"It's true. Everything I said is true. Do you remember the story I told? Everything I said is true!" the driver said.
At this time, Liangfeng looked through the window behind the driver and looked outside, as did the girl in the back seat, because a figure appeared outside the window.
This is a figure wearing leather clothes, a black helmet on his head, and a black motorcycle under his crotch. If you look closely, you will find that there are many skulls and bones on the motorcycle.
The motorcycle stopped next to the taxi, and then the figure sitting on the motorcycle turned his head, as if looking into the taxi.
Liangfeng also saw clearly the other party's front appearance.
The helmet's goggles were pulled up, revealing half of the face inside the helmet. It was half a face filled with blood... No, it looked like it had no skin, so a pair of eyes bulged out, glaring at the taxi driver. Inside the car, the cool breeze felt the coolness from the other person's body.
Danger!
Oh yeah~
Liangfeng released his hands holding the taxi driver's collar.
The eyes behind the helmet are different from normal human eyes. The eyes do not look in one direction, but turn to two different directions like a chameleon.
The driver's teeth were chattering with fright, and he still hadn't come to his senses.
Liangfeng slapped the driver.
"Tell me what's going on." Liangfeng asked.
"This is the red coat on the bridge!" the driver said.
"Red clothes on the bridge? What is that?"
"I only found out after I became a ghost. There is a ghost hidden on the bridge across the river who may have the power of red clothes. He looks terrible and his methods..."
"Very powerful?" Liangfeng asked.
"It's not awesome, it's simply cruel!" the driver said.
"Oh~ then what?" Liangfeng asked next.
"Then?" The driver was stunned.
"Yes, this ghost didn't attack us, so it must have some purpose. Moreover, it killed you, so you must know more about him."
Liangfeng analyzed that although he joined the group of relic users, this was the first time he learned about the ghost on the bridge, which made Liangfeng a little puzzled.
If there is such an important place as the bridge across the river, there is no reason why the group documents didn't mention it at all.
"But...I'm afraid..."
"Don't worry, I'm here." Liangfeng patted his chest.
"Brother, are you really sure?"
"Tell me first." Liangfeng said.
The driver hesitated, then spoke.
"Hongyi on the Bridge is a very special ghost. No one knows its specific origins. I only know about it because I died here. Hongyi on the Bridge will only be active on the Bridge of Mist, and occasionally will appear, and every time the red clothes on the bridge appear, they will find people or ghosts driving vehicles to race, and the people or ghosts targeted by it cannot escape the bridge of fog and can only accept the challenge."
"If someone loses the race, they will be crushed to death by it. The method is very cruel. The person who is crushed to death will turn into a ghost and be trapped in his own vehicle. This is the case for me. If it's a ghost, the loser in the race will also suffer a lot of torture." The driver's face showed a look of horror, even a ghost couldn't bear such cruel torture.
"What's going on with the Bridge of Mist?" Liangfeng asked.
"The Bridge of Mist is what we ghosts who died here call this place. Only the ghosts who died on the Bridge of Mist can enter here. But although we can enter here, we don't know where the entrance is. Where is the exit? We also don’t know what is after the fog and where the end of the bridge is. We ghosts all think that the bridge of fog is the territory of Qiao Shang Hongyi. Only Qiao Shang Hongyi has a complete understanding of this place. "
"You still want to bring us here if it's so dangerous here?" Liangfeng asked.
"Although you may encounter red clothes on the bridge here, in fact, red clothes on the bridge rarely appear, and bringing people here to harm them can also prevent them from running away or being discovered by capable humans. It is very It's a good place to kill people and hide corpses. It can be regarded as the lair of ghosts like us who died here. Even if we unfortunately encounter the red clothes on the bridge, we will not be killed, although we will experience bad memories." The driver explained.
Liangfeng thought about it.
He had never heard of the Bridge of Mist, nor did he know about the red clothes on the bridge, but these existed, and seemed to be only circulated in the ghost circle. The relic users did not seem to be aware of the existence here.
In other words, either someone has covered up the information here, or it is really difficult to find here, so it has not been spread, or both.
But this time I have to pay attention to the group chat of those ghosts when I go back, maybe I will find more.
"I have another question. You call it Red Clothes on the Bridge, so...does it really have the strength of Red Clothes?"
The reason why I ask this is because the figure on the motorcycle is wearing black.
