My House of Horrors

"With a broken skull, I feel a lot of peace of mind."

Chen Ge took the bag and left the horror house with his mobile phone.

The ghost story of Litchi is still going on, she has already talked about the third story.

This story is very detailed, as if she had experienced it personally.

What makes the audience feel more horrible is that many details of this story are reflected in the first story.

That is to say, in the third story, the driver who rented at midnight was the hapless that was replaced by a ghost.

“Ghosts drive, the more they listen, the more they talk about the style of the association.”

Chen Ge waited for a long time at the gate of the park and finally waited for a taxi. It was already 11:30 in the evening.

"It should be able to get it." Chen Ge opened the door, but before he even went in, he heard the dj that was popular a few years ago.

There was no air conditioning in the taxi. The driver was a middle-aged man with his arm pressed against the window and shook his head with the rhythm.

"How is this person familiar?"

Chen Ge looked at the man's face and thought for a long time before he thought about it. When he went to the Xijiao Private College to complete Zhang Ya's good sensibility task, it was the driver who sent him.

At that time, he accidentally took the fruit knife when he took the mobile phone. As a result, the driver mistakenly thought that he was a carjacker. He also typed the words "I was hijacked, please call the police" on the advertising banner on the roof.

It’s a coincidence, maybe this is fate.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Ge was afraid that the other party would recognize himself and refused to carry it. The hand was blocked under the nose. He simply sat in the car and closed the door: "The old town, Huanhuaxiang, I am in a hurry, please hurry up."

“槐花巷?” The driver turned down the music in the car and hesitated, as if he was tangled.

“Is there a problem? Going to the old town will add more money?”

"The place is not far from here, but I heard that it is very evil. There used to be a taxi driver who had been hit by evil."

"What ages are you, do you still believe this?" Chen Ge’s face is not red and does not jump: "Come on, I am in a hurry."

"Sometimes I have to believe that I have met a strange thing in the past few weeks." The driver started the car. He seemed to think of something bad. "There was someone in the middle of the night who asked me to take him to the suburban school." Heaven and earth conscience, I pulled him over without thinking about it. As a result, guess what?"

"What?"

"It’s coming to the place. The man told me that he was going to abandon the date on the campus? Do you know what I felt at the time? I was running mentally and sick for a night, my scalp was about to explode!"

The driver’s uncle said that the more uncomfortable he said: “The next day I had a fever. It’s really amazing. I quickly asked my wife to ask for a half-sent to ask me for some paper. After a whole week, I dared to continue the night train. ""

"So scary?" Chen Ge was a little embarrassed. He felt that he had experienced two completely different things with others.

"You don't believe it. All I said is the truth. At that time, the guy was about the same size as you. It was normal to look at it clean. Who knows..." Uncle driver looked at Chen Ge in the rearview mirror and finished. After that, he suddenly had a very strange feeling in his heart, and a cold air slowly climbed his shoulders from his legs.

Why did you never know each other?

The blood on his face gradually subsided, and he tempted to ask: "Brother, have we seen it before?"

Chen Ge estimated that the other party recognized himself: "The last time I went to the Xijiao Private College to trouble you, I did not expect to cause such a big confusion to you, sorry."

The driver's uncle who was driving the car became stiff all over his face. He pulled out a few sheets of paper hanging on the underwear and tore a crush: "In fact, when you got on the bus, I recognized you. Just now. It’s just a joke to you, don’t go to the heart of those words.”

"No, what do you call the old brother? I work in the park, we can make friends in the future." Chen Ge can meet this uncle twice, it is fate, he does not know that the other party does not appreciate him, anyway He is very appreciative of the uncle's optimistic attitude towards life.

The driver looked at the black paint behind him, the paradise that had already been empty, and the throat trembled: "My name is Zhang."

The two chatted a few more words, the driver uncle still warned Chen Ge, it is like a herbivore and a lion in an iron cage, he can see the obvious blue veins on the hand holding the steering wheel.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ge is also very helpless. It seems that the driver’s uncle left a deep psychological shadow that night.

Seeing the uncle of the driver is not high, Chen Ge did not bother the other party, and listened to the ghost story of Litchi. He wanted to find out the information about the association.

The gloomy soundtrack sounded in the car, and the ghost story of Litchi happened to happen in Huanhuaxiang. The protagonist of the accident was also a taxi driver, which made the uncle's forehead sitting in the driver's seat cold and sweaty.

He forced himself not to listen and concentrate on driving.

Only 19 minutes left in the middle of the morning, the taxi drove into the old town, and a few tens of meters away from the Huanhua Lane, the driver’s uncle stopped the car and was reluctant to drive forward.

Chen Ge also felt that he couldn’t help the old man. He paid the car and got off.

He just closed the door and the taxi turned around and speeded up. There was no hesitation.

"Is it so scary? This old man is too courageous." Chen Ge looked at the taxi far away. The other party probably stopped after 50 or 60 meters. It seems that there is someone in the other lane next to it. Waving to him.

After a while, someone in the alley smashed out and opened the door and got on the bus.

The driver's uncle is not willing to stay here more. After the door is closed, he will leave like the escape.

"Is there someone taking a taxi?" Chen Ge carefully recalled every movement of the man coming out of the alley. It was far away and the light was dark. He didn't see it too clearly.

"No, that guy who came out of the alley..." Chen Song slammed: "He seems to be running backwards!"

Chen Ge put the phone into his pocket, and Litchi began to tell the story of the fifth ghost driver.

He ran wildly outside the alley, and the taxi had run far.

"You must find him!" Chen Ge rushed to the road, and regardless of the passengers in the taxi, he stopped him directly: "Your taxi driver should have a group of internal communication, help me find someone, fast! He may be in danger now!"

The driver was scared by Chen Song. According to Chen Ge’s description, it was easy to contact the driver named Zhang.

"Lao Zhang, where are you now?"

"The door is gone. The passengers who are pulling tonight are very strange. Someone just went to Huanhuaxiang. Now the bus is going to the bus stop near the Jiujiang crematorium and saying that something is forgotten."