All n must die, but death is not the scariest thing.
The scariest thing is getting on a ghost cab, being taken away by a ghost.
Driver Lao Wu, before he joined the film crew, was a taxi driver.
The chatty kind.
Not only was he chatty, but he also loved listening to and telling stories.
And magazines like "Story Club" were his sources of stories.
And the content of this magazine, well, it’s mostly quite thrilling...
For example, bumping into ghosts in the middle of the night, or getting into a hearse after work, and so on and so forth.
So, now faced with Shi Yaoguang, who he suspected was not human, he couldn’t help but lean toward that idea.
Shi Yaoguang caught on when she heard Driver Lao Wu stamring.
Lao Wu had mistaken her for a ghost.
She sighed, looked at Lao Wu, and said helplessly, "Have you ever seen a ghost as good-looking as ?"
When Lao Wu heard this, he beca even more convinced that Shi Yaoguang was a ghost, "Only a ghost could be this good-looking!"
Hearing him speak so righteously, Shi Yaoguang...
She looked at him with an indescribable expression and said earnestly and seriously, "Actually, ghosts are not good-looking at all."
Driver Lao Wu was suspicious, "Really?"
"Really." Shi Yaoguang had experienced the supernatural world before, so she was very clear about the true forms of ghosts and goblins.
Although ghosts could revert to their most presentable appearance from when they were alive, most ghosts’ appearances are frozen at the mont they died.
No matter how they died, the way they looked just before death was mostly terrifying.
Such ghosts, if they want to transform into beautiful female ghosts to ensnare souls, must have suffered the tortures of hell and beco Fierce Ghosts themselves.
To beco a Fierce Ghost, one must also undergo a lot of pain that ordinary people can’t even imagine.
In that state, is appearance important anymore?
Such ghosts, although they may look good,
are far more hard-hearted than your average ghost.
If it were rely about being misled by beauty, then Shi Yaoguang couldn’t refute it.
After all, if soone is eager to rush to their death, no one can stop them.
Driver Lao Wu and the director, having heard Shi Yaoguang’s words, exchanged a glance, despair visible on their faces.
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Shi Yaoguang was sowhat puzzled.
She had explained it so clearly; why were they still so afraid?
Could it be...
that she hadn’t been persuasive enough?
Just as she was about to say sothing else, she heard Driver Lao Wu with a crying tone, "You, you know so much about ghostly matters, and yet you say you’re not a ghost?"
The director was also stuttering, "That’s, that’s right! Don’t think we’re so easily fooled!"
Shi Yaoguang: "..."
That was rash.
Watching the director and Driver Lao Wu hugging their heads and weeping, Shi Yaoguang felt even more helpless.
She sighed softly and said, "If I were a ghost, all of you in this car would have long since reported to the King of Hell."
Hearing her say that, the two exchanged glances; well, that was true indeed.
If Shi Yaoguang really had any ill intentions, they would definitely have been done for.
But...
One can’t eliminate the possibility of a what-if.
What if she was deliberately trying to let them lower their guard?
They must absolutely not take this lightly!
Shi Yaoguang rolled her eyes gracefully, "Actually, I’m a fairy who’s descended to save you all."
"A fairy?"
"A fairy?!"
The director and Driver Lao Wu’s voices, one louder than the other.
The two scrutinized Shi Yaoguang carefully, as if weighing the truth of her words.
Shi Yaoguang bared her teeth, and the director stepped back in fright.
She said softly, "If I were a ghost, you’d be dead already and wouldn’t be talking so much nonsense with you."
The two thought about it and realized it made sense, so they finally relaxed.
Once at ease, the director couldn’t help but beco curious.
He looked at Shi Yaoguang, asking, "Fairy... It must have been tough descending to the mortal world. May I know what your na is in heaven? I’ll have soone worship you properly when we get back!"
Shi Yaoguang: "..."
She clutched her forehead, not really wanting to talk.
How had she not realized earlier that this director was a bit of a simpleton?
Seeing she was silent, the director tried another angle, "Fairy, what is your title in heaven?"
The driver, Old Wu, chid in, "Fairy, do you know Chang’e? That moon palace fairy, is she pretty?"
Shi Yaoguang: "..."
It was completely absurd.
Looking at the two of them, each more earnest than the next, she had no choice but to clearly state her identity.
"I’m human."
Director: "Fairy, don’t be so modest. We know you’re not human!"
Driver Old Wu: "Fairy, you must have had a hard ti descending to earth..."
Shi Yaoguang fought the urge to spew a floral array of profanities and glanced at the director, "Doesn’t the crew have a cast list?"
The director nodded.
Shi Yaoguang asked him to take it out.
The director hurriedly complied.
Shi Yaoguang told him to flip to the second-to-last page.
The director continued to follow her instructions.
He looked carefully and saw three nas together on the list.
Shi Yaoguang.
Quan Jinbei.
An Xiaoya.
All three of them had registered using their real nas.
For everyone else, the director could rember their faces, except for Shi Yaoguang and the other two.
After so thought, he now rembered what An Xiaoya looked like.
The other two...
Upon thinking harder, he really had no recollection, only rembering that the three had co to him to register together.
This thought was truly frightening!
Just as Shi Yaoguang was about to tell him that she was the Shi Yaoguang who had registered with him, she saw the director muttering in horror, "I knew it!"
Listening to his repeated "I knew it, I knew it," Shi Yaoguang was sowhat speechless, "Director, what else do you know now?"
"I knew it wasn’t my face blindness acting up!"
Saying this, he beca sowhat agitated.
He wondered where he’d gotten the courage to confront Shi Yaoguang, this "danger" head-on.
His approach was almost aggressively confrontational, "Do you have any idea that it’s all because of you!"
Shi Yaoguang looked puzzled.
Director: "It’s because of you! Because I can’t rember what you look like, I almost thought my face blindness had returned."
While speaking, he tugged at his hair, "Do you have any idea? I was almost scared to death! I had just managed to get it cured, and if it got triggered again, I’d jump off a cliff!"
Hearing these words, Driver Old Wu weakly interjected, "Isn’t that a bit harsh?"
The director snorted, "How is it not necessary? This is a matter of my dignity!"
Driver Old Wu: "..."
He wasn’t face-blind, so he couldn’t understand the director’s sense of dignity.
But...
None of that mattered; he was consud by a single thought now.
That thought was...
The director was really a man of hidden depths!
He had been wondering why the director decided to shoot a dium-thed variety show.
Turns out the director’s professional capabilities were formidable.
Only the director had the guts for this. As for the others, diums?
Who else would have the courage to shoot that?
Thinking this, Driver Old Wu’s admiration for the director flowed like an endless river.
The director didn’t know what he was thinking; he was feeling miserable at the mont.
He sneakily glanced at Shi Yaoguang, stealthily tugged Old Wu’s sleeve, and whispered with a trembling voice, "Old Wu, help out, my legs... my legs are weak..."
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