Strange Tales of Veteran Drivers

The woman's temperature was 36 degrees when she got in the car and she was smiling, but her seat was empty in the rearview mirror. When she arrived at the place, she didn't scan the code, but lit three cigarettes and stuck them in the vent of my air conditioner. She said, "Master, this bill counts as Yin De, please keep it." I checked the account the next day, and the "Yin De" had really arrived in my account - my Yangshou balance was seven days longer. And I died in that car accident eight years ago. Someone died on my behalf, and the interest is due this year. Since then, my order-taking interface has added a hidden category: [negative orders]. Passengers are dead souls stranded in the world, unfulfilled last wishes, or even requests for "that kind of thing". Every time I complete an order, I can gain Yin De, which can be exchanged for longevity, wealth, or to offset the debt from the car accident. But the "empty seat" kept sending more dangerous black tickets. My car started to shift gears on its own, the reflection in the rearview mirror slowed down by half a beat, and a warning note written by me three years later appeared on the dashboard. When I finally saved up enough virtue to pay off my debt, I discovered—— I've never been a driver. I am that car. And the last passenger was myself.