Chapter 7: line with translation of chapter title: 7

7 "What the hell is going on?"

That thought only flashed for a moment before Xie Jingting dismissed it.

Just now, I was actually near the summit.

The track had been cleared in advance; how could there still be anyone at the summit?

So he shook his head, looked up, and continued drinking water.

"Young Master Xie, where's your phone? Your brother's been calling me looking for you—call back, I'm in the middle of a ranked match."

Xie Jingting pulled out his phone, tapped it twice, and discovered that his phone had somehow been accidentally switched to silent.

After the screen lit up, his eyelid twitched—it was full of missed calls.

Upon closer look, every family member had called him.

Plus a few friends who didn't come to this gathering also called him.

"Whoa, what a bunch—what's going on?"

He muttered, tossed the empty water bottle into the trash, then glanced at the phone's time: 9:58.

He called back the top entry in the call log, 'Second Brother'.

It was a bit chilly at night, and he felt a cool breeze on his back.

There was no sound on the other end, not even the connection tone.

He glanced at his phone, found it odd, and called back everyone else one by one.

Still no sound, he muttered again, 'What lousy signal on this mountain.'

He put away his phone, turned to the guy beside him, and said: "I'm leaving now; family's looking for me—later tell them. Oh, and park Chen You nan's car in the club's most conspicuous spot, hang a banner that reads Defeated Underlings in four characters."

"Got it, Young Master Xie—I'll make sure the job's done!"

Xie Jingting was satisfied, turned, got into his car, and while starting it, called Xie Jingzhou back.

But he didn't realize that at that very moment, the woman who had just driven those men crazy was sitting in his passenger seat, and she was openly checking him out.

After Xie Jingting's car sped off, the guy who had been playing games put down his phone, looked around, and asked: 'Where's Young Master Xie?'

"He left—just left."

"Huh? He left? Shit, I was just gaming—his second brother told him to wait at the club for him to pick him up, not to let Young Master Xie drive himself!"

"Why not let Young Master Xie drive? He doesn't even drink."

Xie Jingting is allergic to alcohol, so drinking and driving is basically a criminal act for him.

"How would I know where to go?! No, I need to call Second Young Master Xie right away."

Meanwhile, Xie Jingting had just gotten onto the national highway when his phone rang.

He glanced at it—it was Xie Jingzhou.

He tapped the steering wheel to answer.

"Hey, bro, what do you need? I just tried calling you but had no signal—how did you get through......"

"Are you driving?"

Xie Jingting frowned, hearing the urgency in Xie Jingzhou's voice: "Yeah, what's up? I was just about to head back......"

"Pull over somewhere you can park right now, get out and stay away from your car!" Actually, it wasn't that Xie Jingzhou was urgent—he was being pressed and felt rushed.

Before setting out, his mother and grandfather's grave, enemy-like attitude forced him to take this seriously.

Even if he didn't believe it, he couldn't be careless, after all it involved his younger brother's safety.

Xie Jingting didn't understand, but he obediently pulled over, turned on his hazard lights, and asked: "Why?"

"Don't ask why—just do as I say. Send me your location, I'll come pick you up. Don't touch your car until I get there, then I'll explain in detail."

"Beep beep beep......"

After the call ended, Xie Jingting was dissatisfied: "What the hell is going on?"

Now that autumn had arrived, Nan Cheng's evenings were cool too; Xie Jingting felt standing by the roadside would look silly, so he stayed in the car and thought about sending a message to the family group.

But strangely, even after descending the mountain road, there was still no signal.

Xie Jingting frowned: "What lousy signal, why does it keep spinning?"

Suddenly, three 'bang bang bang' sounds rang out.

Xie Jingting was startled, turned his head to look outside the window.

He saw a woman in a red qipao knocking on his car window.

Xie Jingting exclaimed: "Ah~~ I go, you scared me!"

The woman's eyes were red, as if she had encountered trouble and was seeking his help.

He rolled down the window and said bluntly: "Hey sis, do you know scaring people can scare them to death? Where did you pop out from?"

The woman was about to cry, saying: "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you—I argued with my boyfriend, he kicked me out of the car and drove off alone; I've waited ages and no car has passed by here."

Xie Jingting glanced at the cars constantly passing by.

How could there be no cars on this national highway?

Xie Jingting lifted his gaze to her and asked: "You don't have a phone? Can't you call a ride?"

"I do, I called, but no one's accepted the order for half an hour." The woman looked aggrieved, tears swirling in her eye sockets.

Xie Jingting was somewhat speechless: "Try a different approach—if you can't get a ride, why not ask the police for help?"

Zhang Huihui: "......"

Seeing her silent, just staring at him, Xie Jingting added: "Don't stare at me either—I'm also waiting for someone to pick me up. I suggest you just call the police."

Mainly because he didn't know what kind of car Xie Jingzhou would arrive in—if it's a two-seater, would he have to put her on the roof?

Having said that, Xie Jingting rolled up the window.

Just as the window went up, Xie Jingting's phone, which had no signal moments ago, actually rang.

Buzz buzz buzz—

He picked up and said: "Hey, bro, where are you?"

"Have you gotten out of the car?"

"No, I parked the car at the side of the road, hazard lights on, waiting for you in the car—same thing, right? I'm just wearing a short-sleeve, I'm freezing."

Xie Jingzhou's brow twitched.

He recalled that before leaving, Tushan Jiu had told him over and over that the female ghost was in his car, but he knew Xie Jingting's guts were as timid as Xu Airu's; if he told him there might be a female ghost in his car, he would definitely run all the way home.

But it's already past ten.

Forget it, I'll just run home—better than something happening.

It's only a few dozen kilometers; I'll consider it exercise.

"Listen to me, sister-in-law lent me a knife, saying you must not touch a red car after ten o'clock, otherwise you'll encounter a blood disaster, she said—"

"Heh~ what else did she say?"

"She said there would be a female ghost in your car."

As soon as those words were spoken, Xie Jingting's face stiffened, then turned deathly pale.

"Bang."

"Bang bang."

That woman from just now somehow ended up standing in front of his car.

There were no streetlights around; it was pitch black, only the car lights illuminated the patch ahead.

Zhang Huahui tapped his car hood with her phone, tilting her head and giving him an inexplicable grin.

That gaze was eerie and chilling.

Xie Jingting's hairs all stood on end.

"Jingting, Jingting? Why did you suddenly stop speaking?"

At that moment, Xie Jingting's tongue was trembling; after a while he mustered his strength and managed to utter:

"'Bro, hurry and save my life, there's a ghost......'"