The man’s voice sounded from up ahead again. Su Nian stomped on the gas, running over him with a VROOM. This time, it seemed she had hit something solid.

The loud THUD was simply unmistakable.

Qing Huan started to panic.

"Y-you hit something!"

Su Nian nodded calmly. "Yep, I did."

But she showed no mercy with her foot, even pressing harder on the accelerator.

But just a few minutes later, they encountered the eerie man again.

This was the third time it had appeared. Once again, the eerie man was standing in the middle of the road, blocking Su Nian’s path home.

This time, however, it was no longer wearing ordinary navy-blue clothes. It was now dressed entirely in black, in the style of burial clothes.

The patterns on them gave off an incredibly terrifying aura.

[Holy crap, that almost gave me a heart attack.]

[Is this what I get for staying up late?]

[Did it just level up? With those clothes, it’s gone from looking like a man to a corpse.]

But three times was the limit. Su Nian’s eyes turned cold, and she ran over him again.

"AHHH!!"

The car shuddered slightly. Before Su Nian could even react, Qing Huan was already screaming in alarm.

Even after going through such a terrifying ordeal tonight, she still had absolutely no tolerance for it.

Her face was now deathly pale from fright.

And just then, Su Nian also sensed a supernatural fluctuation—a ghost was rapidly approaching.

But Su Nian didn’t stop the car. She continued to speed on, and it was at that moment that a mass of something flew toward them.

A deathly pale thing with lifeless limbs slapped onto Su Nian’s car window.

There was a huge hole in its head, gushing blood, and its entire body looked as if it had been flattened by a steamroller.

It was paper-thin, like a piece of hide, plastered seamlessly against Su Nian’s window.

Su Nian watched with cold eyes. Qing Huan was so scared she was on the verge of fainting, so Su Nian calmly placed a Qingming Talisman on her forehead.

This talisman could leave a person feeling refreshed and clear-headed, briefly sharpening their consciousness.

Sure enough, after a few ragged gasps, Qing Huan recovered from her state of extreme terror.

But the moment she opened her eyes, she snapped them shut again.

That ghostly thing was now lifting its head, staring intently into the car.

It looked as if it could shatter the window at any moment and devour them both.

Su Nian, however, was busy adjusting her phone mount, unhurriedly aiming the camera at the ghost.

This elicited a chorus of howls from the stream chat.

[Streamer, I’m one of your biggest fans! Did you really have to scare me like that?]

[I almost passed out from fear. I pop into the stream and this giant face is the first thing I see. It would be fine on any other stream, but the problem is, this is the Heavenly Venerate’s stream, so this thing is definitely real!]

[Great. My nightmares for the next year are all booked thanks to this.]

Su Nian unhurriedly finished adjusting the mount, then slowly pulled on a pair of gloves. She then took out some rope, a saw, and finally, a lemon.

Qing Huan: ’Why do I get the feeling she’s even scarier than the ghost?’

She couldn’t even figure out where Su Nian had pulled all these things from.

A ghost in burial clothes was clinging to the window, eyeing them like a predator.

Meanwhile, her companion was slowly pulling on gloves and had picked up a saw.

Even though she knew Su Nian wasn’t that kind of person, Qing Huan couldn’t help but feel a little afraid.

’Why does Su Nian seem like some kind of homicidal maniac?!’

[What is the streamer doing?]

[A ghost, a pitch-black road, a beautiful woman holding a saw... why do I find this scene so creepy?]

[I think the streamer is the creepy one. What kind of normal person just carries a saw around with them?]

Saw in hand, Su Nian crisply opened the door.

The ghost seemed to have been waiting for a long time, lunging forward the instant the door opened a crack.

But a true predator isn’t all talk.

With lightning-fast reflexes, Su Nian grabbed it by the collar. The burial clothes were exquisitely patterned, but her grip was so tight that the traditional knotted buttons were about to pop off.

But the ghost still hadn’t grasped the situation. It bared its fangs and clawed at Su Nian.

But before its claws could touch her, Su Nian grabbed four of its fingers and bent them all backward in one motion.

With a SNAP, Su Nian bent its four fingers back a perfect 180 degrees.

"AARGH!"

The first to let out a howl of pain was, unsurprisingly, the ghost.

[Sigh. I’m used to this by now.]

[Getting tired of this. The streamer beats up so many ghosts that I’m starting to get desensitized.]

[I thought it was a fake ghost at first, but what kind of actor would let their fingers get bent until the bones nearly snapped?]

[As expected from our resident predator. The moment she makes a move, you know it’s for real.]

Qing Huan, who had been cowering in the car, couldn’t help but pull back her blanket to peek, only to shrink back in fear.

Next, Su Nian grabbed the Evil Ghost’s hair with her bare hand. With a slight tug, she ripped out a clump that felt like dry straw.

With another pull, another patch of its withered, yellow hair was torn out, leaving a bald spot.

The ghost was scared now. It had died on this very highway, and its resentment was immense, especially since its body hadn’t been discovered for some time.

Every night around midnight, it would appear on schedule to block the road, intent on getting some revenge against society.

But it had never expected to run into such a tough nut to crack.

"A roadblock ghost? You have a permit for that? You’re pulling this stunt with me?"

Su Nian’s tone was low and steady as she questioned it, but her hands never stopped moving. Handful after handful of hair was ripped out.

In just a few minutes, it went from having hair like straw to being a bald head covered in stubble.

"AHHH! Just die! I’ll get my revenge on you tomorrow! I’m going to haunt your car forever! You’ll never have a peaceful day for the rest of your life!"

For so long, it had always been the one scaring others; no one had ever dared to scare it. In a moment of agitation, it blurted out a vicious threat.

But it never imagined that Su Nian would actually get excited.

[I’ve got a really bad feeling about this.]

[I’m actually scared for this ghost.]

[Of all the people to mess with, you had to provoke this Living Yama.]

[I get the feeling it’s about to have a very, very bad day.]

[Running into the streamer is already the worst luck it could possibly have.]

Su Nian took out the rope and meticulously tied it up.

Then she took out a piece of talisman paper and stuck it on the ghost’s head.

Seeing its snarling expression, Su Nian looked even more satisfied.

Qing Huan sensed Su Nian’s strange mood. She was a little scared, but she also really wanted to watch, so she could only poke her head out from time to time before quickly shrinking back.

In the darkness, a beautiful girl could be seen gently prying open the roadblock ghost’s mouth.

Then, she took out the saw and began to saw at its teeth.

[????]

[I don’t understand what’s happening, but my teeth are starting to ache.]

[Why am I swallowing nervously all of a sudden?]

Su Nian sawed very slowly. The ghost had worn an expression of utter shock from the moment Su Nian had tied it up.

It didn’t start to panic until it felt the strange sensation on its teeth.

’Somebody! Save a ghost!’

With a CRACK, Su Nian sawed off half a tooth. Looking at the exposed nerve in the remaining stump, she nodded in satisfaction.

Then, she took out the lemon.

She was going to press the lemon onto its exposed nerve.