The entire winding mountain road, from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, does not take much time for the ghost Mazda and ghost motorcycles.
And because after being promoted, Sister Obara's driving skills were really good, she took the initiative to rush down the cliff several times, and finally distanced herself from the motorcycle rider with an almost flying posture, and took the lead in crossing the designated finish line.
"Zhao Wei, isn't it awesome?"
Obara stopped the car and looked at his companions with excitement.
Among the remaining four people, Dashi was holding his bloody head tightly, and the head in his arms looked pleased.
It's back, it's all back.
The sister who used to be so dashing when she touched the steering wheel is back.
The remaining brothers Takayama Mayi and Mikami remained in their original positions, with their hands firmly grasping the seats. But their heads had long been separated from their bodies and were floating up and down on the roof of the car. Their faces were as pale as vegetables, and their expressions were very miserable.
"I feel...not...well...well..."
Takayama Makoto trembled and raised his hand, holding his head with difficulty.
Then he quickly opened the car door and walked out unsteadily.
"vomit--"
She held onto the railing on the side of the road with one hand and retched while holding her head with the other.
The second half of the winding mountain road was really a hard time for Takayama and Mikami.
Less than half a minute later, the locomotive engine roared over, and the ghost rider also arrived at the finish line.
Because Gao Shan was in poor condition and couldn't stand upright while holding on to the railing on the roadside, Oishi Shunma took Sister Ohara with him and wanted to have preliminary negotiations with the female knight.
But he didn’t wait to speak.
The knight jumped off the motorcycle and walked straight past Oishi and Ohara.
"Hello?"
Huang Mao Dashi turned his head and saw candlelight flickering on the roadside not far ahead.
Beside the subtle firelight, there were two figures, a man and a woman.
They are all human beings, not weird stories.
Ghost Rider walked towards those two people.
Oishi and Xiaoyuan looked at each other and followed slowly.
As you get closer, you can see a bunch of rose flowers placed next to the candles lit by the roadside.
Bouquets of white, red, and pink flowers bloom warmly and beautifully.
At midnight, candles and flowers are placed on the roadside, presumably as a memorial service.
The man beside the candlelight and rose lace seems to be about thirty years old. His face is a bit vicissitudes of life, probably due to the pressure of life. But looking at his facial features, when he was young, he might have been a handsome guy from all over the country.
"Well?"
Sister Xiao Yuan tilted her head and blinked, her eyes falling on the young woman who was participating in the memorial ceremony.
The young woman stood very close to the man, holding hands with each other. They looked like a couple or a couple.
"Shhh."
Dashi on the side raised his hand and gently pressed his cousin's shoulder, telling her to be quiet with a very small voice. He probably wanted to see the situation before deciding what to do.
rustle--
Then I saw the female rider taking off her bright-colored helmet.
He shook his hair slightly.
Her hair was loosely about the length of a shawl, soft and slightly curly, and dyed platinum blonde, very beautiful.
The face of the female knight was heroic, and she was a handsome young lady.
Similar to Takayama Makoto's temperament.
On the smooth neck of the female rider, there was a thin red scar, which was bleeding slightly.
It looks like she is the Headless Horseman.
"The roses are very beautiful, Shuhei." The Headless Horseman gently leaned down and touched the rose flowers on the ground with his fingers, "Yeah, today is my memorial day."
The man named "Shuhei" did not respond, still hanging his head with a sad expression.
He should not be able to see the headless horseman and the ghosts and their strange stories.
"Speaking of which, today is a working day, right? Didn't you go to Nagoya for work? Is it really okay to come back all the way?" The Headless Horseman straightened up, "Besides, don't you come back too often? Will I really not be expelled from the club if I run to my home in the countryside from time to time?"
Dashi and Xiaoyuan didn't speak anymore. Dashi still pulled his cousin and took a step back.
At this time, Gao Shan finally regained his composure and came over with the Mikami brothers. Keeping a distance, he looked at the Headless Horseman and the man and woman who were making sacrifices.
Headless Horseman: "Ah - it's hard to be a social beast, right? Have you been forced to work overtime by the evil section chief? I see that your hair has thinned a lot. Also, did you board the board a few days ago? My Line, did you send yourself a message?”
"Why did you say, 'Darling~ Eat well, go to bed on time, take care of yourself, you will always be the best person.' When I just woke up at night, I saw it. It's so funny, why are you still acting like a kid? Are you as childish as a child? When you are unhappy or wronged, you still want to act coquettishly and want me to comfort you, right? But, does that sound like what I would say? "
"If I had such a bad character, I would probably just laugh at you?" The idiot Shuhei still compromised on life and became a social animal. He worked in the dark and overtime every day, and lived the life he hated most before. Hehe, how pitiful he is. ~', this is what I would say, right?"
"We have been separated for so many years that you don't even remember what kind of person I am?"
There was silence on the road at night.
Only the flames of two candles were shining, illuminating the roses brightly and dimly.
The men and women paying tribute and the members of the hearse group never spoke. From the beginning to the end, they could only hear the Headless Horseman talking to himself.
"Oh, I'm too lazy to talk to you." The Headless Horseman smiled and shifted his gaze from Shuhei to the young woman next to him, "So, you brought your girlfriend to see me this year? Well... it's a little bit strange. I'm happy. But I seem quite happy... You should have found a girlfriend."
"After all, I can't take care of you like before, right?"
"I have said before that you should live a normal life. I admit that I am very charming, but it is not good for you to keep thinking about your dead girlfriend. Your life is still so long, and infatuation will always be there. There should be a limit. Being a social animal is pitiful enough, but returning home alone every night is a bit too miserable."
"Speaking of which, your new girlfriend is very beautiful. You still haven't changed. You will always like beautiful girls, tsk tsk."
"Oh, right. I forgot to tell you, I met some very interesting people of the same kind today. I competed with them. I haven't felt like this for a long time. Although I lost in the end, I was very happy. You can't do it, Shuhei. , you have never defeated me before."
The Headless Horseman said, turning to look at the silent hearse group and others beside him.
She raised her hand and threw the bright helmet with cat ears in her hand towards where Obara had not been standing for a long time.
"Wow... ow... eh..."
After Sister Obara left the driving position, her movements seemed a little slower, and she hurriedly caught the helmet.
Her panic made the Headless Horseman laugh: "Little sister, you are very good at driving. I was so happy just now that I gave this helmet to you. The winner must be rewarded."
"Oh...thank you...thank you?"
"You're welcome."
The Headless Horseman smiled and shook his head, turning his attention to his boyfriend again:
"It's time to go. From now on... I don't need you to visit me again. Just stay with the people around you. In that case, I can finally rest assured about this useless guy like you. You can remember me until now, It's amazing, you have a conscience. You know? I have always hoped that you can live a good life like a normal person and not be affected by me, really."
Shuhei still didn't reply, but his body twitched slightly.
The Headless Horseman opened his mouth, but it seemed that he had already finished what he wanted to say tonight.
Her figure began to become blurry and slowly dissipated.
As for the ghost stories transformed by the dead, some of them exist in the world based on their obsessions before death. Once their long-cherished wishes are fulfilled and there are no more worries, they will dissipate and "become a Buddha".
Just like the Girl in the Box and Lady Crow in Paradise.
The Headless Horseman, whose body was mostly transparent, moved slightly closer to Shuhei and looked at the rose flowers on the ground: "It's so beautiful..."
Then, she raised her head, flipping her platinum-gold hair, with a bright and relieved smile on her face, and her lips opened and closed gently:
"Shuhei, ah, haha. Darling~ Eat well, go to bed on time, and take care of yourself. In my heart, you will always, always be the best person."
The night breeze blew by.
Swirling the weak candlelight and rose petals on the ground bring out the dark floral fragrance.
The Headless Horseman and her motorcycle disappeared with the cool breeze, leaving no trace.
The members of the hearse group lowered their heads, and no one said a word.
At this time, Shuhei, the man with a sad expression, could see his shoulders shaking violently.
He was sobbing, silently at first, then getting louder and louder, and gradually became uncontrollable. He raised his hands to cover his face and cried bitterly, then started wailing hoarsely.
A man in his thirties cried like a child who had lost something he loved.
But the young woman next to her let go of his wrist at this time and only said softly: "She is gone. I apologize."
The woman raised her head, looked at Dashi and the others, and nodded gently.
The members of the hearse troupe knew this person, the exorcist whom the boss met in the evening, Ai Saotome.
"The knight...disappeared."
Sister Xiao Yuan held the helmet left behind by the Headless Horseman and spoke loudly.
"Well, my wish has been fulfilled, so I have become a Buddha."
Miss Saotome walked to the side of the hearse and responded softly.
"Can he... see... her?" Xiao Yuan asked again.
"You can't see it, but with my help tonight, you can hear a little bit of the Headless Horseman's speech. In the past, I probably could vaguely feel the other person's presence here. So I would come back here from time to time to pay homage."
"Do we have to defeat that knight?" It was Gao Shan who spoke this time.
"This is Mr. Okano's intention, and it is also the commission he initiated to me. Moreover, the Headless Horseman is an earth-bound spirit, and will always be bound to the mountain road where she had a car accident. Her obsession remains in the world. For Mr. Okano, completing her obsession and freeing her is a sign of respect for the deceased. Although...it is done in the form of a lie."
"But Mr. Okano is just an ordinary person. People and ghosts have different paths. Before this, both of them were in pain. Life and death are things that can't be helped."
Saotome Ai's expression was serious, completely different from the girl-obsessed state she had when she met Kamiya in the evening.
The members of the hearse group said no more.
Miss Saotome waved her hands to them, turned and left: "Say hello to Kamiya-senpai for me."
"Well……"
Sister Obara watched the exorcist lady leave, and then raised the headless knight's helmet in her hand a little higher.
The next second.
The bright-colored helmet with cat ears decorated turned into a misty black smoke, pouring into Obara's body and towards the ghost Mazda parked aside.
Before the Headless Horseman left, the gift he gave to Obara was her own ghost story relic.
…
"Aba, whine, Aba, whine."
When Kamiyagawa was returning from the abandoned mine in Bie Tongzi Mountain, the little old man kept telling what happened with the hearse group.
Because the content was a bit complicated, Kamiya only understood roughly.
"Relying on the obsession to complete the ghost story to achieve cure, compared with my physical exorcism, it is really a gentle way to deal with the ghost story." Kamiyagawa thought in his heart.
However, Ms. Saotome's special talents seem to be only effective on some ghost stories of the undead.
When Kamiya went up the mountain and came to the side of the road, the members of the hearse group were already waiting for him.
"Boss."
Dashi and Gaoshan greeted him slightly languidly.
"Yeah." Kamiyakawa nodded.
Then there is Hayao Obara, her current appearance has not changed, she still looks like an ignorant and cute girl with short hair.
After seeing Kamiya, he just smiled blankly and gave a thumbs up: "Boss, you have become... more powerful... and more reliable!"
It can be felt that the aura of Sister Obara is indeed different from earlier tonight.
According to the little old man, she has "evolved" long ago.
Absorbed the ghostly relics left by the Headless Horseman.
"Has there been any change?" Kamiyakawa asked her.
"oh oh."
Xiao Yuan nodded, turned around and ran back to the ghost car parked on the roadside.
Kamiyagawa:?
what does this mean?
By the way, has the appearance of the ghost car become a little different?
It seems to be longer than before.
Moreover, in some places, the texture of machinery and heavy industry is very strong, but it is not inconsistent, as if it has been modified.
While Kamiya was observing the ghost car, he suddenly felt that the ghostly atmosphere in the car was a bit more solemn.
The roar of the engine, which was completely different from the original ghost car, suddenly sounded from inside the car.
The trunk of the car body suddenly opened, and a dark and handsome motorcycle ejected from it!
Kamiyagawa:! ! !
what's the situation?
Ghost Mazda turns into Batmobile?
How can this be ejected from the motorcycle?
Bang!
The two heavy wheels of the locomotive hit the ground, and it suddenly stopped in front of the Kamiya River.
The rider on the car was wearing a closed helmet with cat ears and a complete set of black leather motorcycle jackets. Because of the tight-fitting outfit, he appeared to have a curvy figure.
"Boss, long time ago, you know how to drive a motorcycle?"
Sister Obara's slightly excited voice rang out from the bright-colored helmet.
