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I was also very sad for my lord's death, but now he had no resentment left in him, so I had no way of dealing with him.

In any case, Song Nan was watching outside, and he didn't say that there was any time limit.

She sat with the old man quietly for a long time, rubbing her stomach. She was actually hungry.

It was completely dark outside now. There were still twenty-four hours of convenience stores and food stalls outside the hospital by the window. I told the old man and went downstairs to get something to eat.

The seller, like the driver before him, couldn't see me.

Because I didn't bring my bag with me, I am currently penniless, no one can see my words …

However, even if I knew that no one would be able to see me, I still wouldn't be able to take what I wanted to eat.

Man, unable to overcome that barrier in his heart, has a thing called shame, bound my hand.

Seeing the food, my stomach starved even more. My saliva almost drowned myself in it.

After strolling around for a bit, I returned to the hospital with an empty stomach. A-Xi, when I return, you must ask Song Nan to make me a big table full of delicious food.

Swallowing hard, I stepped into the elevator. There were also two young nurses in the elevator, and they couldn't see me either.

"Do you know? Wasn't the old man sent over today dead? " A young nurse whispered, "I heard his son also died."

"Don't talk nonsense, isn't his son abroad? How do you know? "

"His son called and said something had happened to the plane, but the call was cut off before he could finish. Dr. Liu checked the news and sure enough, there was an accident on that flight.

When the elevator reached my floor, the two nurses went out, and I hurried after them.

It can't be that you know about this, right?

Could it be that he is the vengeful spirit that I am looking for? Was it because he knew that his son had also died that he became a blacksmith?

By the time I got to his body, he was gone.

I thought, This is the end. The old man has already gone berserk.

No matter how he thought about it, the only place that he could go was the area where something happened.

But I came in a driver's truck. I didn't even remember the name of the neighborhood, let alone the road.

I first ran to look at the man's case because he was unconscious when I sent it, and after contacting his son, his son said that he would come right away, so there was no detailed information about the man.

However, I found the driver's contact information and address. The driver couldn't see me and didn't know if he would be able to get a call.

I dialed the number. After I got through, I tried calling out, "Hello."

"Hello." The other side immediately answered me. From the sound of it, it was indeed the driver of today.

In my heart, I was anxious. I didn't have enough time to explain so I asked directly, "Big Brother, where did you get into the car accident this afternoon …"

"Who are you?" The driver interrupted me and said, "Please stop pretending to be the family of the dead. This is the third time you've tried to cheat me. If you keep doing this, I'll call the police!"

The elder brother was very angry, "What happened to these people now? Even the families of the dead are feigning it, are you crazy for money? "

After he finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

I looked at my phone speechlessly and had to call it again.

Fortunately, I called him back, and he still answered. But before I could say anything, he said, "The family of the deceased are dead. Are you sure you want to pretend?"

I hastily explained, "Big brother, I'm not pretending to be grandpa's son."

The driver was a bit confused and asked, "Are you the grandpa's daughter?"

Me: "…"

I decided to stop talking nonsense and said, "Big brother, I was in your car when you took me to the hospital."

There was a "wobble" and I guessed that the chauffeur's cell phone had fallen to the ground.

Very soon, his voice once again rang out, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear it clearly just now. Can you say it again?"

I continued to play tricks on him, "To be honest, I'm actually a Taoist. I felt that this old man's soul would turn into a malicious ghost, which is why I've been following you all this time."

"Woman …" "Daoist Priest?" The driver didn't believe him. Damn, how could he not run away? Didn't you hear my main point, "The soul will turn into a wraith"?

"Yes, I am our sect's only female Daoist, and also the person with the highest magic power." He continued shamelessly, "Tell me what you did today. Let me see if you are my target for revenge."

When the elder brother heard this, he laughed, "Then, are you going to help me with the matter of exorcism?"

I felt that he had completely misunderstood what I meant, so I quickly stopped the car and asked, "Big brother, I won't fool you anymore. I just want to ask what the name of the neighborhood where the accident happened this afternoon.

The driver didn't expect me to change my mind so quickly. He was stunned for a few seconds before he said, "I'm going to call the police."

Spicy crayfish, what did you call the police for?! I panicked. "Brother, can you not waste any more time? "I don't know where he went. Either he went to the district, or he went looking for me …"

At this point, I finally realised, am I really stupid?! If he wanted revenge, he must have gone to find the driver who killed him! If I can find the driver's address, then I'm sure that the boss has found it too.

I hastily called my big brother, "Big brother, if there's anything, just call me. I'll go over right now. Don't be in such a hurry!"

Hanging up the phone, I was even more anxious, because no one could see me, and I couldn't take a taxi! How do I get there?!

After taking down the driver's address, I ran downstairs in a rage.

At this moment, the surroundings started to blur. I felt as though I had arrived at my destination after only a few steps, directly from the hospital to the area outside the chauffeur's house.

I wrote it down according to the address and went straight to the chauffeur's house. When I went in through the door, I felt really good for a moment.

When I entered the room, I saw the chauffeur walking around the room. It seemed that my phone call had made him very anxious.

I sat down on the sofa in his room and watched him, waiting for my uncle to appear.

I prepared a bunch of words of advice to the boss, this driver big brother is not drunk, because the ground is too slippery to effective braking to hit the boss. Besides, ever since the accident, the chauffeur had been trying his best to salvage the situation and didn't have any intention of escaping.

There aren't many who can do what big brother did. Thinking about those fruit pickers, they even wanted to take advantage of the situation. Compared to this elder brother of theirs, their quality was far inferior.

After waiting for a long time and seeing how anxious Big Bro was, I also lost my confidence.