Collision on The Big Road Chapter 120

On the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, the Ghost Festival, it is said that the gates of hell are wide open, and the lonely ghosts in the underworld roam the living world. Ghosts that are rarely seen in the living world can be seen everywhere on this day, squatting on the bridge head and street corners, smoking fireworks, or several of them gather around the sacrificial supplies and grab the leftovers to gobble up. Some evil spirits choose to find scapegoats on this day.

However, young people nowadays are the least likely to believe in ghosts and gods. The Zhongyuan Festival has become a holiday for taking a day off and having fun. Families gather together, worship their ancestors, and prepare flowers, fruits, chickens, ducks, fish and meat, as well as operas performed for ghosts. This has become a festival for young people to have fun, and many young people who work away from home will return home on this day.

Ethan Chen didn't like the Zhongyuan Festival. It was fine during the day, but at night countless ghosts would appear and try to take his life. He held the basket tightly in his hand, which contained the vegetables and offerings he had bought. Along the way, countless ghosts stared at him, at the intersection, at the bridgehead, and when he reached the middle of the bridge, a pale ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the bottom of the bridge and grabbed his ankle.

Ethan Chen was startled, and quickly whipped the ghost hand with the copper coin that Grandpa Wu gave him, and shouted: "Chi!" The ghost hand was burned and smoked, and quickly left. He looked out and was even more shocked. There were dozens of corpses swollen by the river water under the bridge. Those corpses looked at Ethan Chen in unison, their black eye sockets and mouths squirming and trying to climb out from under the bridge, madly coveting this special body.

"Why are you so startled? Don't take up space if you have nothing to do!"