"...Please rest in peace. I will come to worship you every holiday."

A female voice came into Xia Yan's ears. He opened his eyes and saw the dark night sky and dazzling street lights.

Where is this?

Xia Yan was a little confused. He looked around and found himself lying at a fork in the road.

Am I left on the road?

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it, it was because the brakes of the bicycle were useless." The female voice appeared again.

Sitting up, Xia Yan looked at the sound, and he saw a girl who looked like a high school student. The girl knelt on the ground, folded her hands, and an incense burner in front of her, with incense in her incense in it.

The dark night, secluded streets, men who wake up, and women who burn incense, this combination of elements makes Xia Yan confused.

The girl paid tribute to the incense burner attentively, ignoring Xia Yan at all.

"I really didn't mean it. It was the driver who drove tiredly. I will definitely compensate you well in the next life." The girl's voice trembled.

Xia Yan felt a little cold. Is the other party worshiping? To the dead person at the intersection?

The girl said a few more words, and when the incense in the incense burned, she bowed and stood up.

"Classmate..." Xia Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to call the girl and ask about the situation, but the girl ignored him and quickly left with the incense burner.

Xia Yan put down his hand, it was normal for the girl to ignore him. He would not care if he had been lying on the road late at night.

So, what's the situation now?

who I am?

Where am I?

What to eat for supper?

Leaning against the street light on the side, Xia Yan frowned and thought.

His mind was blank, he only remembered his name and could not remember anything else.

He lowered his head, and he tried to get information from his things.

He was wearing a dark blue suit, looking at the style of the island country's school uniform, his clothes and pants were clean in his pockets, and he had no wallet or cell phone.

When I touched my chest and wrists, there was no decoration like watch necklaces.

There are no clues and no judgment can be made.

Sighing, Xia Yan raised his head. In this case, he could only ask the police for help.

So the question is, where is the police station?

Xia Yan glanced around. There was a wasteland around the three fork intersection, with no pedestrians and no cars.

I should have stopped that girl just now and asked carefully.

There was no choice but to choose one direction and walk around.

While walking, he searched his memory hard.

If you don’t go to the police station, it’s better not to go. If this body is a wanted criminal, you will fall into the trap if you ask the police for help.

After five minutes of walking, Xia Yan still couldn't recall anything. He glanced at his side and found that there was still wasteland on both sides.

This wasteland is a bit big and can't be finished in five minutes.

Staring at a mound in the wasteland, Xia Yan continued to walk two steps.

His steps stopped and his breathing became rapid.

The location of the mound has not changed!

The mound was still in his original position in his vision, and did not retreat with his advancement!

Turning his head, Xia Yan looked behind him.

The three-way intersection is just ten meters behind him, and he moved only ten meters!

What's going on?

Holding his palm tightly, Xia Yan changed the street light next to him as a reference object and took three steps.

His body was still in his original position, he was standing still.

A ghost hits a wall?

There was no moon in the sky, the street lights were dim and the surroundings were cold and silent, and Xia Yan was a little creepy.

He slowly retreated and returned to the intersection.

This road is strange, try going to the other two sides.

A minute later, Xia Yan tried both roads, but there was no way to pass.

He walked out of the road again and into the wasteland.

Ten meters later, he fell into a state of standing still again.

He concluded that he could only move around the three-way intersection with a radius of ten meters.

A special ghost hitting the wall?

Apart from this legendary supernatural phenomenon, Xia Yan could not find any other explanation.

What should I do if I encounter a ghost and hit a wall? Amitabha Buddha? Infinite Heavenly Lord?

Xia Yan still couldn't crack the methods he could think of.

He was discouraged and was about to wait until dawn when suddenly a ray of light came from a distance, followed by the sound of the engine.

Is it a car?

Xia Yan was overjoyed. He stood in the middle of the road, stretching out his hand and waving.

The light was getting closer and closer, and it was indeed a car, and he became even more surprised.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Why didn't this car slow down?

As he hesitated, the car had already driven in front of him. He had no time to hide and could only cover his head!

With his eyes closed, Xia Yan waited for the pain to come, but the pain had not arrived for a long time, but the sound of the engine gradually faded away.

Opening his eyes, Xia Yan looked at his body, without any damage. He turned around and saw the car leaving normally, as if

——He does not exist in general.

When he arrived at the roadside, he stretched out his hand towards the street light.

Looking at the palms passing through the lamp post and glanced at the shadowless ground, Xia Yan rubbed his head.

It turns out that I am a ghost.

He thought of the girl before, but the other party did not ignore him, but could not see him at all.

After he knew his identity, a memory appeared in his mind.

His name is Xia Yan. He was originally an ordinary college student in the Celestial Empire. One day he went out and was hit and killed by a car. He was reincarnated at a high school student in the island country.

He thought that what he would be next to greet would be the life of the protagonist of the novel.

Then he went out and was hit by a car again.

The location was this fork in the road. When he passed by, a girl knocked him down on a bicycle, and then a truck was pressing over him.

Death is miserable.

Covering his head, Xia Yan didn't know how he should react.

I was hit by a car in my previous life, but I was crushed by a car in my current life, and I have become a ghost now.

No, in Japan, it should be called a ghost.

He thought of potato chips and game novels, and now all these things are far away from him.

After a while of frustration, Xia Yan began to comfort himself.

At least now he doesn't have to worry about cars anymore, even a tank can't do anything to him.

No need to worry about your studies or livelihoods anymore. You can be a salted fish with peace of mind.

Sighing, Xia Yan looked around.

He probably became a Earth-binding spirit and could not leave the radius of ten meters from this intersection.

He thought of the girl who burned incense just now, the girl was the one who hit him on a bicycle and caused him to be crushed by the truck behind him.

Xia Yan couldn't help but feel resentment in his heart. Although the responsibility was basically on the truck, if it weren't for that girl, he might be able to avoid it.

Forget it, they have become ghosts, so things that happened before their lifetime are no longer important.

Xia Yan, who was very determined, quickly accepted the transformation of race. He did not accept it and was not effective, and he could not revive it.

Instead of being depressed and lost, it is better to see what ghosts have abilities.
To be continued...