Fortunately, the car stopped when it was only a meter away from the river.
The few of them heaved a sigh of relief. Luo Yong plopped down with cold sweat on his forehead.
"Master, what was that just now? Could it be…"
Shen Chun confirmed his thoughts. "It's a ghost, but it's just a little ghost. The real evil spirit hasn't appeared yet."
"It's actually just a little ghost?" If not for Shen Chun, the three of them would have been killed by this so-called little ghost today.
The driver panted heavily in his seat. He didn't even dare to move his feet, for fear of stepping on the accelerator again.
"I-I don't know what happened just now. I kept wanting to step on the accelerator, but later on, I couldn't control my body."
"You were possessed." Shen Chun threw three simple Disaster Reduction Talismans to him and said, "Go home and burn them to ashes. Then, drink them."
