I Have an Adventure House

When the driver uncle waited for the red light, he took out his mobile phone and uttered a voice in their group chat.

He had just sent Chen Ge to Huaihua Alley and listened to the ghost story all the way, but now he was in a panic.

"The car is equipped with a driving recorder, a positioning system, and a protective fence. It should not be a problem." The driver's uncle has a lot of thoughts and deliberately said the voice very loudly when sending voice, so that the passengers in the back row can Hear clearly.

"These nights have been a bit messy lately. You should pay more attention."

"Ok."

The green light was on, and the uncle driver set the phone aside and started the taxi.

The sceneries on both sides quickly reversed, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.

The driver uncle quietly glanced at the rear passengers from the rearview mirror. He was not tall, wearing a black sweater on the upper body and a light red shirt inside.

The man hurried into the car and said nowhere after speaking of the place to go.

Even more strangely, he did not take off the sweater hat over his head after entering the car, because he could only see half of his face because of the angle.

"Brother, we are more particular about running the night train, and we generally don't go there." The driver's uncle had no idea and started to slap: "But since I got you on, I will definitely not charge you more. Money, but I can only deliver it to you nearby, you need to walk one hundred or two hundred meters by yourself, can you see it? "

This was the case when he first carried Chen Ge. He was so timid that he started to plan the route of departure before he got to the place. When the passenger got off the bus, he turned and ran.

"Don't, I'm just going to get something. The house is in the city." The man looked up, but he couldn't hear anything from his voice: "You're gone, throw me alone in front of the crematorium, How do I get a taxi when I get back after I have finished picking up a thing? How can a taxi run to the crematorium to solicit people in the big night? "

Driver Lao Zhang thought for a while and thought about what the passengers said.

"You send me, and then send back, two car money back and forth, not more than you make an empty car and run back to earn?"

When the passengers said so, Lao Zhang was a little bit tempted, why not earn more money.

If he had agreed before, it was mainly because after Chen Ge was loaded, he had a psychological shadow, and he was careful when doing anything: "Also, but I will wait for you at the intersection. You will come back to find me after you have finished taking things. "

"Success, as long as you don't want to delay time." The male passenger in the back row put his hands in his pockets, and looked very good.

"This man has nothing unusual except wearing a hat all the time. It feels a lot more reliable than the guy who went to the abandoned campus to date."

Lao Zhang whispered in his mouth and said that there are so many taxis running the night train in Jiujiang, can't he let himself encounter any strange things?

The probability of encountering the mental illness twice in a row is already low enough, and it should be time to run after a calculation.

He thought of various reasons to comfort himself in his mind, but the hand holding the steering wheel was still sweating.

The car drove quickly, and it took only ten minutes to run out of the old city and head towards the crematorium in the suburbs.

There are fewer and fewer people on both sides, and the lights of the shop signs are no longer visible, and only Zhang Zhang's taxi is left on the highway.

"It's almost time."

The driver's uncle peeked at the passengers from the rearview mirror from time to time, the other party stayed in the seat honestly, and seemed to have remained motionless all the way.

"Come on, please drive forward, don't have to go to the door, just a little closer." The passengers in the back row are very quiet and have a feeling of breathing in when they talk.

There was no bright light in the surrounding area for nearly a hundred meters. Today the place is exceptionally quiet. The taxi is moving slowly on the concrete road, like a moving black coffin.

"Just stop here." Ye Feng blew through the car window, and Lao Zhang grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, a little uneasy.

"Okay, give me two minutes."

"Car money!"

"Wait for me when I come back." The passenger in the back said a little, his voice seemed to have changed.

"You guy ..."

Lao Zhang wanted to get out of the car to talk to the other party. He was afraid that the passengers would run away, but when he thought of leaving the car to go outside, he flinched again: "It's a hell. He ran to the crematorium in the middle of the night to find something. Is he working here?"

The uncle driver glanced at the time, it was already 11:56, and it was almost twelve.

"When I meet such customers every day, I always run to some bizarre places, but I don't have to worry about traffic jams." He watched the passenger leave quickly, feeling that the man was awkward to walk, just like he was not used to walking.

The passenger entered the crematorium through the small door. Lao Zhang sat in the car alone. He raised all the windows. The enclosed space made him feel more secure.

"It's too slow." Just over ten seconds later, Lao Zhang couldn't sit still: "Will I ever meet a liar? Does this guy want to pay for the car?"

After a moment of contemplation, his expression slowly changed, and he seemed to realize a very bad thing: "The passenger who went to Huaihua Lane seemed to get off without giving money!"

Chen Ge was going to Huaihua Alley at the time, 50 to 60 meters away from the alley. Lao Zhang began to urge him to get off the bus, and finally said that he would not drive forward any more.

When Chen Ge got helpless and wanted to pay the fare, Lao Zhang drove a dozen meters away.

I was afraid of hitting my face, and Zhang Zhang ’s distressed face: “After an hour of succession, I did n’t make any money, and I took a few dollars in money. I do n’t even meet him, I can just give him the car money. "

Lao Zhang was upset and turned on the music in the car, but the more he listened, the more panicked he was.

Outside is the crematorium, dark and very quiet. At this time, there was a sound in the car, and I felt that I would be stared at by something in the dark.

He didn't finish a song, he turned off the music, clutched the steering wheel, and looked around.

"Why don't you come out?" It was midnight in another minute, and the more the driver's uncle thought, the more wrong it was, and he always felt that something would happen.

He picked up the shredded rune paper thrown on the ground again, bowed his head and bowed, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Coincidentally, when he lowered his head, his eyes just caught the passenger's cushion ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There was a blood stain on the white cushion that was not too obvious.

"Is there before? I didn't seem to see it when I picked up the car."

Lao Zhang turned his head to look at the back seat, and suddenly remembered that the passenger was dressed in a different way, wearing a sweater outside and a light red shirt inside.

"The red color of that shirt is not too uniform, wouldn't it be ..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The window was knocked, and passengers somehow came out of the crematorium, holding a parcel covered with black cloth.

Lao Zhang was frightened, and quickly recovered his gaze.

"Something has been found, we will return the same way." The passenger's tone was completely different from before, and there seemed to have changed.

The driver looked at the black package in the passenger's hand from the mirror and rubbed his hand on the clothes. His palm was already soaked with sweat.