On the way back, Ethan looked at Chen Zhao in the rear mirror.
He found that Chen Zhao was always looking at the air around him, and occasionally moved his lips, as if he was communicating with someone invisible.
"Chen, did you smoke marijuana?"
"Huh? Why do you think so? Do you think I would touch that thing?"
"Or it's a psychedelic drug. Damn it, that stuff is more toxic than marijuana..."
"Please, I didn't touch that stuff, I didn't touch any drugs."
"But, it seems to me that you..."
"Don't ask too much, I'm normal."
Ethan suddenly remembered that Chen Zhao seemed to be able to see things he couldn't see.
"Chen, besides me and you, is there anyone else in the car?"
"Beelzebub and Raymond."
"No, except them."
Suddenly, a car was driving on the wrong side of the road in front, and its high beams shone on it.
Ethan's expression suddenly changed drastically, because at the moment when the high beam on the opposite side took care of him, he saw a terrifying figure in the rear mirror.
Ethan quickly looked back, but what he saw at that moment was flashing in his mind.
"Ethan, stop the car!" Chen Zhao suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong?"
"Stop, now! Immediately!! Stop the car quickly!" Chen Zhao's voice was very urgent.
Ethan quickly stepped on the brakes, and Chen Zhao shouted again: "Get off the car."
Ethan didn't understand what Chen Zhao was going to do: "No parking allowed here."
But at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise at the intersection ahead.
A tanker truck and a car collided. In an instant, the tanker truck and the car were engulfed in flames.
Ethan's face instantly turned pale: "This... this... Chen... how did you know?"
"Uh... um, I just need to pee urgently and want to pee on the roadside."
Ethan didn't ask again. He felt that Chen Zhao must have had a premonition of something.
In other words, he got a message from someone, so he stopped the car in such a hurry.
He can see death!
He can communicate with Death!
By the way, maybe he asked himself to go to that neighborhood just now to find the God of Death.
He knows where Death is!
Ethan was thinking wildly, but his guess was very close to the truth.
"Chen, is there anyone around you?"
Chen Zhao subconsciously glanced at Lao Hei beside him: "What? There is no one around me."
"No, I saw it. Death is right next to you."
Chen Zhao's expression changed with surprise: "How do you know?"
"Is this true?" Ethan was even more shocked.
Chen Zhao also realized that Ethan didn't know by looking at it, but guessed: "What is real or fake? What are you talking about? Are you on drugs?"
"No, I'm pretty sure, Chen, who exactly are you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. Get in the car and let's find another way."
"Chen, are you sure nothing will happen again, right? You will ensure my safety, right? You won't let the God of Death take me away, right?"
"If you continue to be nagging, I can hardly guarantee that the God of Death will not kill you because of your nagging."
"Okay, okay, I'll shut up." Ethan glanced at the rear mirror again, but after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't help but speak again: "Chen, can you help me talk to the God of Death? I promise this It’s the last sentence.”
"Drive and watch the road." Chen Zhao covered his forehead: "I beg you, if you continue to be so distracted, we will really die on the road."
"Chen, did the God of Death respond?"
"Didn't you say that those were your last words just now?"
"This is the last sentence now, that was the penultimate sentence just now."
"If you continue to be nagging before returning to my home, I will ask Death to turn your last words on this road into the last words in your life."
"Please, no, we are brothers."
"Who is your brother? I don't have a brother as old as you."
Ethan is a talkative person. Even if he believes that a passenger in the car is the God of Death, he still can't stop him from seeking death.
The main reason was because Chen Zhao was here, and he felt that Chen Zhao would definitely not let him die.
As long as Chen Zhao is still here, he can commit suicide boldly.
"Chen, I want to see the God of Death. Can I make him show up?"
"I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when you get to the door."
"God of Death, have you seen the movie "The God of Death"?" Ethan began to ask and answer questions to himself: "I think that is an insult to you. You can't have that kind of bad taste."
"God of Death, how long do you think I can live? Will I die from diabetes?"
"If I could meet you now, I would definitely ask you to sign it. You may not know that on the surface I am a Protestant, but in fact I worship the devil and the God of Death."
"If I become your most loyal believer, can I get eternal life? No matter how short it is, please give me a few more years of life."
"Actually, you don't know that Chen is not suitable to be your messenger. Maybe you should consider someone else."
"Ethan, I'm not asleep yet." Chen Zhao glanced at Ethan.
"Sorry, I just wanted to give it a try and see if I have a chance to gain the ability to control life and death."
"Ethan, you're a lot older, do you still watch those weird TV shows?"
"God of Death, you have also seen that Chen is not a good choice. I will faithfully carry out any of your orders."
This time, Chen Zhao really didn't want to pay attention to Ethan anymore.
This middle-aged fat American man is completely a chuunibyou patient.
"Death, can you have a word with me?"
After nagging about the journey for an hour, we finally arrived at the door of our house.
Chen Zhao couldn't wait to get out of the car: "Ethan, drive carefully on the road."
"Chen, I don't like walking at night. Let me stay at your house tonight."
"Not tonight, maybe tomorrow."
"Why not? Are you going to perform some ritual?"
"Ethan, stay away from drugs in the future. You are already suffering from paranoia now."
"Chen, you don't have to hide it. I know that you may not be able to tell it directly. Is this also the rule of the God of Death? Once you tell the truth, you will be punished by the God of Death? I won't embarrass you anymore."
"Okay, okay, if you think this will make you feel better, just think so. Goodbye." Chen Zhao slammed the car door and turned around to enter the house.
Chen Zhao wanted to turn on the lights at home, but found that they couldn't be turned on.
Could it be that the decoration company didn't install the circuit properly
No, isn’t this the case in movies
There are always blackouts of sorts happening at the haunted cabin…
"Old Hei, is this the work of evil spirits?"
"No, it's just because the fuse in your house burned out." Lao Hei wandered around the house: "Don't go into the basement tonight."
"what are you up to?"
"Your new home is decorated, and my new home also needs to be decorated."
“…”
(End of chapter)