In the empty tunnel, the subway driver and I were the only ones running one behind the other. The only sound of our footsteps was in the entire tunnel. I couldn't help but collapse a little. The driver didn't think calmly. If I
If it is really a ghost, then why are there footsteps?
But the driver obviously didn't care whether I was a human or a ghost. I watched him run to a small road, then go up a staircase and start to pull a small door. After pulling it open, the driver quickly got in.
Fortunately, I ran very fast and rushed up to him after he entered the small door. I was worried that he would lock the small door from the outside, so I hurriedly opened the door.
As soon as I pulled it, I realized that the door was not closed, maybe because the driver was too nervous and forgot to lock the door when he went out.
I opened the small door, and it looked like a subway station outside. I came out of the small door, took the stairs upstairs, and finally found the exit of the subway station.
At this time, I saw a staff member talking to the driver. Both of them were pale. I knew without thinking that the driver must be saying that he saw a ghost in the tunnel. And I was the one who said "
ghost".
The staff member had a look of disbelief. Although his face had changed with fright, he still had a mocking look on his face.
But when I walked up the stairs, I clearly saw beads of sweat on their foreheads. They both turned their heads and looked at me at the same time.
The driver yelled "Oh my God!" and then turned around and ran away!
The staff member was originally locking the iron fence at the subway entrance, but when he saw me, he was so frightened that he threw away the lock in his hand and ran away with the driver.
I quickly shouted: "Don't run! I'm a human, not a ghost!"
But in the middle of shouting, I suddenly thought that if they knew I was a human being, they would inevitably have to interrogate me for a long time, so I might as well dress up as a ghost and scare them.
I smiled and ignored the two cowards who ran away. I walked out, picked up the lock on the ground, and locked the door for the staff member.
Halfway through locking it, I glanced under the subway elevator with my peripheral vision. Suddenly my scalp became numb and I jumped up!
Because I saw where the elevator was, there was a face peeking out from under the elevator, a pair of red eyes staring at me...
The face was so rotten that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. Only one pair of eyes could barely be distinguished on the face, and the other facial features were all rotten into one piece.
He stared at me coldly, without speaking or breathing, as if he were a sculpture or a photo.
I don’t know when he started following me, or how long he followed me. Now I seem to vaguely understand that it wasn’t me who scared away the driver or the staff just now. After all, I have grown up.
It's relatively normal. Even if it's a ghost, it's not a scary ghost.
But this guy behind me is different. I've seen a lot of ghosts, but I've never seen such a disgusting one. I don't know where he came from or why he followed me.
My first reaction was to run, because I had locked the iron fence. Although I knew that the iron fence might not be able to stop ghosts, after all, with this safety guarantee, I felt more at ease.
I abandoned the idea and ran away in defeat. There was a road outside the subway station. Although it was already midnight, there were still many cars on the road.
I didn’t even know where this place was. I was so anxious that I didn’t even look at the name of the subway station. Without thinking, I quickly stopped a taxi, got in and said, “Master, hurry up and go to the Polytechnic University.
"
The master smiled and said, "Polytechnic University? It's a bit far."
I'm not in the mood to care about money now. If it were before, I would rather find an Internet cafe to spend the night than spend the taxi fare to go back to school. But what happened tonight scared me so much that I no longer have any sense. Compared with my life, this
Pointing money is nothing anymore. I quickly said: "As far as you can go, as long as you can go back, hurry up, master, hurry up."
The master smiled again and said, "Are you in such a hurry because you want to go back to school to find your girlfriend?"
I was not in the mood to joke with the master. I looked at the subway station through the glass to make sure that the ghost with a rotten face had not followed through the iron fence. Then I felt relieved and sighed: "I almost lost my life. How can I?"
I'm still in the mood to find a girlfriend."
The driver changed gears and said to me: "All dead? It's not that exaggerated, right? What's wrong, is it a fight? Alas, I used to love fighting when I was young. Why do I have nothing to do all day long? I have excess hormones, so I'm left with nothing.
There was a fight, it's normal...but why didn't I see anyone chasing me?"
I know that the driver master in the city talks a lot, and now I am really not in the mood to chat with him. I leaned tiredly on the passenger seat and turned to look at the master.
This master looks very plain, and his clothes are a bit old-fashioned. He looks to be in his forties, and his profile looks a bit like a sketch star.
But I was sitting in the passenger seat and couldn't see his face. Of course, I didn't know what his face looked like. Besides, he was just a forty-year-old uncle, so I had no interest in knowing his face.
What does it look like.
I leaned on my seat, looked at the surrounding environment, and gradually realized that this should be the southwest direction... I don't know why I ran so far underground, all the way from Haoran's home to the southwest.
It is indeed quite a distance from the southwest to our school, and this trip will probably cost another sixty or seventy yuan.
It didn't take long for me to feel sleepy again, struggling not to sleep. The driver kept talking beside me, talking about what Yanjing was like twenty years ago.
The more I listened, the sleepier I became, and finally I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was already near the school.
The driver kept talking, and the content he was talking about had changed from old Yanjing to the recent traffic situation. I didn’t care what he was talking about. I yawned, pointed to the intersection in front of me and said: "Are you there?"
Just park in front."
The driver chuckled and said, "Okay, well, I haven't been here for a long time. The changes have been quite big. I don't know what Xizhimen is like now. Is it still so smoky?"
I thought I didn't pay much attention to him along the way, so I was embarrassed, so I continued: "Xizhimen is still the same as before. The overpass is built in a weird way, and I feel dizzy as soon as I get on it."
The driver nodded and said, "No, if it hadn't been for that bridge, I wouldn't have been in a car accident... It's such a depressing place."
At this point, I suddenly felt something was wrong and asked, "Have you ever been in a car accident?"
The driver smiled and turned to look at me and said, "Yes, otherwise, how could I be like this?"
All I saw along the way was the right side of his face, never his front face, but when he turned his head, I was suddenly frightened.
The left half of his face, not to mention his head, was gone. The entire bones and muscles were exposed, as if someone had slashed him from the middle.
He stared at me quietly. I was so scared that I opened my mouth wide and couldn't say a word. He smiled with only half of his face and said: "Oh, I didn't want to scare you. Who told you to
He fell asleep in the car and was unwilling to chat with an old man like me. It’s time to teach you a lesson.”
I shuddered when I heard this, and tried my best to pull the door open. After I opened the door, I didn't care that the taxi was still moving, and jumped out of the passenger seat.
Fortunately, the speed of the car was not fast now, so I fell to the ground, rolled forward a few times, quickly got up and ran to the side.
I ran a few steps and looked back, but I could no longer see the taxi, not to mention the driver, who had already disappeared.
I still had lingering fears and was breathing heavily. I jumped out of the car with all my might and had a lot of wounds on my body. I don’t know what happened that night. First I was almost killed by Bai Zunli, and then I was killed by that guy in the tunnel.
The scary weirdo followed me, and when I got outside, I actually got into a taxi driven by a ghost.
Even if I'm unlucky, I can't go like this, right? Frequent supernatural events happen, why do I attract ghosts like this?
Thinking of this, I suddenly began to wonder if the bloody handprints on my back were causing trouble. The ghosts urged me, and the old monk said that I was half a ghost now. Could it be that because I was half a ghost, these lonely ghosts came to find me?
If this happens, won’t I have to live with ghosts in the future?
When I thought about this problem, I started to shudder in my heart. I quickly called Dahuang. Dahuang answered the call quickly. I hurriedly told Dahuang briefly what happened today. Dahuang was dumbfounded for a long time.
Didn't give me a response.
After a while, Dahuang said: "Are you saying that Bai Zunli is really dead?"
I said: "He was sucked into Chen Xuance's stomach all at once. They can't be said to be dead, right?"
Dahuang quickly said: "Yes, yes, this is a kind of devouring. I have heard people say before that after devouring, the devoured ghost will disappear completely, and the ghost that devoured others will have greatly increased abilities. It seems that this Chen Xuance is a
Awesome character."
I said, "Of course, if what the old monk said is correct, I very much suspect that this Chen Xuance is the patriarch of the Chen family among the four major families. Even if he is not the patriarch, he must be a senior."
Dahuang was stunned for a while and then said: "What did you call that old monk? Lingzhao?"
I hummed.
Dahuang said: "No, I have to discuss it with Master quickly. You kid has encountered so many things today. Also, the old monk is right. The ghost handprint on your back is probably a ghost urging you to die. You should be careful.
Come on, stop hanging out at night and spend time in the apartment with your two seniors."
I responded quickly, hung up the phone, and walked towards the apartment.
I don’t know how Mengyun and Zhang Duo are doing now. I didn’t come back so late. Are they already anxious?