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It was only when Sheng Jiuzhou opened the door to the front passenger seat and did not turn around to look at the back seat that he could finally relax. However, there was a faint sense of unease in his heart.

After all, Sheng Jiuzhou was a normal person and the Zhu Minghui he would pick up later was also a normal person. Letting them ride in a car with a kid, he felt bad from the bottom of his heart. However, he had no choice in this matter.

When Zhu Minghui got in the car, Shen Jiaming specifically got out and helped him open the back door, and whispered to him: ”Sit properly, don't cross the border.”

Looking at the empty passenger seat, he stuttered for a long time. Finally, he pulled Shen Jiaming and said decisively: ”Brother Shen, I think it's better if I drive. I can drive safely, so you can sit in the back!”

Shen Jiaming knew that Zhu Minghui understood what he meant, and was truly afraid of ghosts. He didn't say anything, but nodded his head and agreed. He directly sat in the front seat beside the little boy.

After he got into the car, he smiled at the little boy and said silently, ”Thank you for coming to help.”

The little boy was still calm and did not move an inch, nor did he greet Shen Jiaming.

Shen Jiaming also didn't say anything else as he reached out to fasten his seat belt. He had suffered this kind of loss before, he did not want to suffer this kind of loss again.

After Zhu Minghui got on the carriage, he greeted Sheng Jiuzhou. He was surprised, he did not expect Shen Jiaming to bring this young lady who had suddenly popped out of nowhere just to meet the Spirit Appraisal Master.

He only heard Shen Jiaming mentioning Sheng Jiuzhou before, and didn't tell her background. He only said that she was a little sister who temporarily lived in his house, and he basically had no impression of her, so he was not that interested in Sheng Jiuzhou.

He was more interested in the empty rear seat. He wanted to know what the seat in the back seat, the place that Shen Jiaming had deliberately given him, was like.

As Zhu Minghui drove, he stared at the back of the car, multitasking, wanting to see the little ghost behind him. He tried many different methods, using the rearview mirror, looking directly at the car, even turning on the lights at a red light.

At first, when Shen Jiaming was thinking about this matter, he did not notice that Zhu Minghui, who was driving the car, was actually so dishonest. When he realized that Zhu Minghui was not driving obediently, he was shocked and anxiously tried to stop him, ”Zhu Minghui, drive properly for me! There are four people in your car.

That car accident had left a deep impression on Shen Jiaming. He himself had moved to the back of the car, and because he was careless, he didn't wear his seat belt. How did a car accident happen? He had no recollection of it. All he knew was that he was thrown out of the car in an instant and then fell down …

Shen Jiaming recalled the scene back then, and he could even feel the sensation of falling. He could actually unexpectedly survive such a high and deep cliff. This … How is that possible?

Shen Jiaming turned his head to look at the little boy. He remembered that the little boy had not realized that he was dead. Was it possible that he was already dead, and he just wasn't interested in it?

Shen Jiaming began to let his imagination run wild. In the end, he confirmed that he might already be dead, and that he might really be a soul now. He reached out to pinch the back of the little boy's hand. As expected, the little boy did not react, and did not cry out in pain at all. He only turned his head around and curiously looked at Shen Jiaming.

Shen Jiaming finished pinching the little boy, and after confirming that the ghost did not feel any pain, he used the same amount of force to pinch himself.