Two years ago, there was an office building in Linshan High-tech Development Zone.

Yao Feng was working overtime in the company. In the middle of the day, his father called and said he had returned to Linshan City from the south.

"Dad, didn't you say you're back for the Chinese New Year?" Yao Feng was wearing headphones and talking while typing his fingers on the keyboard.

This period was the first year when Yao Feng experienced a monthly nightmare. He was not completely used to it. In addition, he had a high work intensity and poor sleep. He often had a pair of dark circles. People in the company called him a giant panda.

"Dad, have you been home? I'll pick you up." Yao Feng asked.

"No, I haven't gone home. I'm at the station now and am going to go to Koichi City." In the Linshan City Station, Yao Shan, who had been back in turmoil all the way, was calling the waiting hall.

"What are you doing when you go back to Fukugawa City?" Yao Feng was a little absent-minded. He found that there were some errors in the code he had just struck, which made him a little upset.

"It was one of our neighbors who passed away before. I'll go back and see it. I'll take a look. You know this neighbor. The Uncle Zhang, Zhang Huaiyuan, and a former friend called me. I found out that I happened to have time, so I went back and checked. After all, I've been an old neighbor for more than ten years." After saying that, Yao Shan saw that the ticket check had already started in front of him, and said, "Okay, son, you can do it first. Don't sleep too late at night. I'll contact you when I'm in Fukugawa City."

"Oh, okay, okay!" Yao Feng was very dedicated, and Yao Shan hung up the phone, so he forgot about this and focused on the lines of code again.

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The van was not fast or slow, and it was very stable. Sun Peipei wrapped his clothes and still felt the inexplicable coldness. What was strange was that she asked Yao Feng. Yao Feng shook his head, and Uncle Zhang said he was not cold either.

Yao Feng lowered his head and fiddled with his cell phone.

He just recalled carefully that the old friend who died two years ago, his father said was indeed Uncle Zhang, but now Uncle Zhang is clearly driving in front of him, so Yao Feng thought about this matter and decided to check it out for his father.

The cell phone signal is still not available at times. Yao Feng tried it, but he couldn't dial out the phone or the phone could not be called, and others could not call in. Since that's the case, Yao Feng planned to try WeChat to see if this could be contacted by his father.

But the result of the attempt is the same. The network is not connected and the information cannot be sent out.

Sun Peipei rubbed his hands at this time. She was wearing a casual T-shirt inside and a coat outside, but she still felt cold.

After a sigh of relief, there was a white mist.

Uncle Zhang didn't say anything in front of him, and was driving the car attentively, while Yao Feng was still fiddling with his cell phone, and the car was very quiet.

Sun Peipei rubbed his arms hard and looked out the window.

"Yao Feng, Yao Feng, something is wrong." After a while, Sun Peipei shook Yao Feng and came over and said in a low voice.

Yao Feng looked up and found that Sun Peipei asked him to look outside.

"From the beginning, there were no pedestrians on the road, and there was not even a car. The whole road was ours." After Sun Peipei said that, Yao Feng found that it was really the case.

He just spent time fiddling with his cell phone, but didn't notice this.

The fog outside is very big now, or it is more like a kind of gray haze. Even the buildings on both sides of the road can only be seen in one approximate area, but you can't see clearly from a distance.

You can see the outline of Xiaoshishan, which is not far away, and seems to be able to drive over quickly.

"Maybe there are few people in this period?" Yao Feng found a reason himself, but he himself didn't believe it.

It's weird indeed.

There is also this gray fog, which is inexplicable. Yao Feng has lived in Kokawa City for more than ten years and has never seen such a big fog. It is almost noon, and it is less than twelve o'clock, but it looks like it is five or six o'clock in the evening outside.

And the more you move forward, the more something is wrong.

This road seems endless. Yao Feng is also familiar with the roads in Fukugawa City. Because the city is small, there are few straight-line roads with a distance of more than five kilometers, and basically they have to turn around. But from the beginning just now, the car has definitely walked more than five or six kilometers away.

Besides, it takes only twenty minutes to get from the train station to Xiaoshishan, but now it is twenty-five minutes.

"Uncle Zhang, where are you leaving? Why haven't you arrived yet?" Yao Feng couldn't help asking.

Uncle Zhang still didn't look back: "It's coming soon, it's coming soon!"

At this moment, Yao Feng seemed to have discovered something and suddenly said: "Uncle Zhang, stop!"

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "I can't stop, I can't stop!"

"Stop the car for me!" Yao Feng shouted this time, with a loud voice. Even Sun Peipei on the side was shocked. He didn't know what Yao Feng was doing.

Uncle Zhang still did not look back and continued to drive forward. It can be seen that not only did he not stop, but the speed of the broken van was faster.

"What's wrong with you Yao Feng?" Sun Peipei asked.

Yao Feng's expression changed several times, but immediately pulled Sun Peipei from the second row of the van to the third row. Uncle Zhang still did not respond during this process, as if he didn't care about the two people behind him at all.

Sun Peipei was very puzzled. At this moment, Yao Feng whispered: "I will tell you something, don't be afraid, look over there."

Yao Feng reached out and pointed to the car window glass.

Sun Peipei looked over and saw that there was a thin layer of white frost on their second row of car window glass because they were angry. This was normal. Sun Peipei discovered that he was angry because he was cold, but then he followed the direction Yao Feng pointed to and looked at the car glass on Uncle Zhang, Sun Peipei was stunned.

The glass of Uncle Zhang's driving seat was clean and there was no fog at all.

The same goes for the front windshield.

Anyone who has driven the car knows that if the weather is cold, the car glass will definitely become frosted or dew unless the person next to him does not breathe.

Obviously, this situation is very abnormal. Thinking of what Yao Feng said before, Sun Peipei couldn't calm down about Uncle Zhang's death.

She coughed, shook her eyes at Yao Feng, and then said to Uncle Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, can you park the car? I want to go to the bathroom."

No response.

"Uncle Zhang!" Sun Peipei persevered.

Perhaps because he was upset about being called, Uncle Zhang sighed clearly, and then he turned his head.

He didn't move, and he still held the steering wheel with both hands, but his head turned 180 degrees, and his whole face looked at Yao Feng and Sun Peipei behind him.

"The daughter of the Sun family, I didn't let you get in the car before, you insisted on following you. Now it's too late to get off the car. Stay honestly. If you don't do anything randomly, you won't have any trouble."

At this moment, Yao Feng and Sun Peipei felt a cool air coming up from the soles of their feet, their hair standing upright, their scalp numb, and their eyes were almost glaring out.

This scene was extremely terrifying. It was obvious that a normal person could not turn his head 180 degrees, especially when Uncle Zhang turned around, he could clearly hear the sound of a broken neck. Moreover, due to the light, his whole face was pale and blood-colored, and it was so gloomy and terrifying.

Yao Feng was fine, Sun Peipei screamed directly, shrank into Yao Feng's arms and screamed, obviously his mentality was broken.

"Yao Feng, ghost, ghost..."

Because the distance is very long, Yao Feng could clearly feel Sun Peipei's violent heartbeat, but to be honest, Yao Feng himself is the same.

Who is not afraid of this scene?

He also thought of the "ghost", but although he was also afraid, his mind was very clear.

This is all thanks to Yao Feng's experience in having nightmares.

Is this all dream now?

Not a dream.

Yao Feng has his own judgment rules, and he can still distinguish this point.

"Sun Peipei, don't shout!" Yao Feng said seriously. He was afraid that Sun Peipei who was out of control would anger Uncle Zhang or cause other dangers. However, at this time, Sun Peipei obviously couldn't listen to anything. Helplessly, Yao Feng chose the most direct method.

A slap in the face.

The scream stopped, and Sun Peipei covered her face with grievance. It was obvious that she had hurt her just now and woke her up.

At this moment, Uncle Zhang showed a strange smile, twisted his head back, and continued driving. The scenery outside the window passed by quickly. Yao Feng judged that the speed of the car was now exceeding 100 kilometers per hour.

Can this broken van drive so fast?

"Don't scream, he said just now, if you don't do it randomly, you won't have any trouble."

Yao Feng said to Sun Peipei in his voice.

Finding the rules and then abide by them is Yao Feng's survival rule in a nightmare. It's just like the thing he encountered that can make terrible footsteps. It's the same truth that you must never look back.

You can't look back and run away when the opponent attacks. This is the survival rule. If you follow it, you can live for a while. If you don't follow it, then stop.

It's that simple.

Sun Peipei is not stupid either. She lost her composure because it was the first time she encountered such a thing. Fortunately, this girl has good adaptability. At this time, she honestly dared not say anything, but she hugged Yao Feng tightly and was trembling all over.

What to do now?

Yao Feng tried not to see Uncle Zhang who was driving. He was sure that his father was right. Uncle Zhang was dead, but the person in front was not a liar, but a real dirty thing.

Of course, it may be something else. Yao Feng is now considering what to do.

What if Uncle Zhang suddenly turned his head and rushed over, how could he deal with it?

Just have something to defend yourself.

Suddenly, Yao Feng thought of something, and he hurriedly freed up his hand and touched his backpack, which contained a laptop and a bronze oil lamp.

Today, Yao Feng had already encountered a supernatural incident in the train toilet. At that time, he was rescued by this inexplicable bronze oil lamp.

In this situation, it seems that only this thing can bring Yao Feng a sense of security.

With the oil lamp in hand, Yao Feng finally had a little confidence.

In the following time, the car was quiet and terrifyingly quiet except for the sound of cars moving. Sun Peipei hugged Yao Feng tightly, leaned on his shoulder, closed his big eyes for a while, and then secretly looked at Uncle Zhang in front of him, and then hurriedly closed it, and went on and on.

Yao Feng held the bronze oil lamp in his backpack tightly with one hand. If there was any abnormality, he could take it out immediately.

Of course, I don't know whether it works or not.

The sky was still covered with fog outside, and it was hazy. Not to mention going to Xiaoshishan, it was enough to run seven or eight round trips. This was also a place where Yao Feng couldn't figure it out. The outline of Xiaoshishan outside in the fog was still the same, just as if their cars were spinning around in the same place.

At this moment, the van suddenly braked urgently. Yao Feng and Sun Peipei were not prepared and directly hit the back of the seat in front.
To be continued...