It’s a record of supernatural events in China over the past century, and it also contains the zombie incident that happened in our area that year. [/ Of course, at that time, I wasn’t born yet, and neither was my dad. Haha.

I continued reading and saw that when a certain big city was building a subway, the same thing happened. There were always problems with the project. I invited an eminent monk to take a look. The eminent monk said that it was the ghosts who used to live underground who refused to give way. That was where people lived.

Yes, now that the project has disturbed others, of course they are not happy. Later, the eminent monk came up with an idea and solved the problem peacefully. At twelve o'clock tomorrow night, let the subway run empty and send those ghosts back to their original place of residence.

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You can also ask Du Niang for details. I just remembered that this is what I saw. There were also many ghosts who refused to give way. If there were too many ghosts to block the way, and it couldn't be blocked, then it would only be sparse.

I found a way and asked my aunt to take care of the child, and I drove out.

Damn, that development zone is really a suburb of a suburb. When the car entered the small village, the road was rugged. My car was knocked off the ground several times.

I cursed secretly in my heart, I shouldn't have come to join in the fun.

Moreover, the road was getting more and more sparsely populated, and I began to wonder if I was going the wrong way. After asking the people on the side, I determined the direction. After driving for a long time, I saw the colorful flags.

It was a lively scene. There were colorful flags along the way, many hydrogen balloons, many slogans, and many forklifts. But there were not many people.

When my car parked in the open space, it immediately attracted the attention of many people present. After all, the whole city knew about this matter now, who would still want to come to this place?

When I got out of the car, I saw several teenage boys in front of a simple iron-clad house, wearing monk robes, squatting on the ground, playing with their mobile phones, or reading comics in pairs. They were all still children.

As soon as I got off the car, they all looked over, and then a little Taoist priest put down his mobile phone and walked towards me. I looked at it intently, that... that...

"Hahaha~~~" I laughed, pointed at the little Taoist priest and said: "Cousin, you...you...are you worthy of this Taoist robe? Haha~~"

I saw that he was wearing a Taoist robe, and when he walked, the hem parted to reveal the jeans with the trouser legs rolled up on his legs. The collar also opened two buttons to reveal his small ancient camphor wood bat pendant. His Taoist priest hat, with a hat

The two straps on it are tied around the waist, and the hat falls on the buttocks. It looks like a rabbit's tail. It is a small ball, round and round on the buttocks, and it sways when walking. How cute.

Before my cousin could react, he walked up to me with a dumbfounded look on his face. I slapped the little hat on his butt and said, "Master Rabbit."

My cousin jumped away, looked at me with wide eyes, and said, "Why are you doing anything? I am your brother, and I am also a grown man."

I looked at him with a smile. It was his first time wearing a monk's robe. Although he looked strange, he was still very cute.

My cousin rolled his eyes at me and asked, "What are you doing?" He looked at the time displayed on the phone in his hand and said, "It's almost five o'clock, and those good brothers are ready to come out and confront us. Do you want to

Get some cow tears to see what you can see? There are slices of them..."

"Forget it, I don't want to open my eyes like this. It will save me from being scared at night."

Lao Song probably heard our voices coming out at this time. When he saw me, he was stunned for a moment and then walked over and said: "You are here too. This matter is difficult to handle. I have thought about what will happen today and what will happen tomorrow."

When the leaders come over, I will tell them to hire someone else."

That's how Lao Song was. When encountering something serious or dangerous, he would run away first.

I looked at the little Taoist priests over there and said in a low voice: "Hey, I have an idea that you can try."

My cousin pulled me over and said, "Really?"

"Really. But it's just a try. The important thing is not how we do it. The important thing this time is whether they are willing or not." As I spoke, I could already feel the coldness coming from the hillside over there. I didn't know if it was the time.

In the evening, there is always a foggy feeling on the hillside there.

My cousin whispered in my ear: "Those are here."

I stared at the hillside with my eyes wide open, and there was nothing strange except for the gray feeling.

My cousin said in my ear again: "They are all looking at you."

"Ah!" I whispered in shock and hid behind him. I saw him smiling triumphantly, as if he had taken revenge. I glared at him fiercely and said, "They won't leave.

, because they refuse to move. You talk to them, and then see if you can use a car to take them to their new home."

Lao Song listened and nodded, you can try it.

Looking to the side, there happened to be a large bus. It was the bus that brought these little Taoist priests in a few days ago. It was a 27-seater bus. The driver was also there, and he was fighting against the landlords with the little Taoist priests.

When Lao Song was about to call someone, his cousin said: "Old Song, let me make it clear first. It was my sister who paid for this. This share..."

In this time spent together, Lao Song also got to know his cousin a little better, and he immediately said with a smile: "Your big red envelope is indispensable."

My cousin smiled proudly at me and said, "Don't be so stupid next time. Let's negotiate the terms first."

Lao Song called the driver, talked about what he wanted to do for a while, and asked him to drive the empty car to the cemetery. When the driver heard that he wanted to pick up those good brothers, he quickly shook his head and handed over the car keys.

He pushed it into Lao Song's hands and said that they could use the car, but he would never take him for this trip.

Think about it, whoever is asked to pull a truck of ghosts will not be afraid after knowing it. Lao Song is also a very good person, and he immediately offered a good price, and added more and more, until it reached 3,000 yuan for this trip.

, the driver finally agreed.

The cousin pulled out a kind of grass from the weeds nearby, wove it into a pattern, handed it to the driver, and said: "Put it in your pocket. These good brothers don't mean any harm. Don't talk nonsense, there will be no harm."

dangerous."

The driver took the straw and put it in his pocket.

Lao Song summoned the young Taoist priests and said they were going to perform rituals. He probably did this frequently these days, so the older boys also skillfully put on their clothes and stood in their positions.

My cousin also went over, buttoned up his monk's robe and put on his hat, and he looked very presentable.

Like those little Taoist priests, he followed Lao Song and made movements. In fact, these were just showy, just busy because of the crowd.

Lao Song lit incense, burned paper money, and then lit a bunch of incense and said: "Everyone, time has passed, this place has been used as a development zone. We are here to move you. Please get in the car and see you off.

Go to your new home. Get in the car and take everyone to your new home."

As he said that, he walked towards the bus and wanted to put the big handful of incense in the car. But there was no room in the car. One stick of incense could still find a gap, but it would be difficult for such a big handful. I hurriedly

He handed me the large roll of transparent tape from my car, and Lao Song wrapped the incense tightly with the transparent tape, and then tied it to the bus.

Then Lao Song said to the driver, whose hands and feet were shaking slightly, "You can drive now."

The cousin ran over and whispered to the driver: "Watch the incense and drive faster. We have to get to the cemetery over there before the incense is burned out. Then he opened the door and shouted loudly: "We have arrived at our new home, get off the car.

.Shout three times. Then take off the incense stalk and stick it in the ground."

The driver trembled and asked, "What if the incense burns out before we get to the cemetery over there?"

The cousin hesitated for a moment and said, "Then...it depends on your luck."

I think the driver must really want to regret it now. But the passengers are all on the bus. Can he regret it?

Everyone knows that incense will burn quickly if it is blown by the wind. However, the kind of super long incense used in funeral parlors was burned by Lao Song. Under normal circumstances, that kind of incense can burn for three hours. Drive and blow the air.

If so, more than half an hour, maybe within an hour.

It’s not very far from here to the cemetery, and it doesn’t pass through the city, so there’s no need to worry about traffic jams. I think we can finish burning the incense after arriving at the cemetery.

Watching the bus drive away, the big boys asked when it would be time to eat. It was already half past five with such busy work. It was almost time to eat.

I drove away in a hurry, declining my cousin's offer to stay and have lunch with them. (Was that a good intention?) On that dirt road, I caught up with the bus in front of me. In my opinion, that was

It was a very ordinary empty passenger car. I didn't dare to overtake it. We have this custom here. It is like a hearse with no one overtaking it, or someone is blocking the hearse directly on the opposite side.

My car slowed down and distanced itself from the bus. I was thinking about what if someone stopped the car on the roadside now, the bus stopped again, and the person got on. Wow, the most classic ghost story appeared.

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But just now it seems that my cousin and Lao Song forgot to tell the driver to sweep away the grapefruit water before sending the passengers to the cemetery and go home, which is going too far. What if a female ghost falls in love with this driver and follows him home, that would be wonderful

ah.

These are things that I don’t know. In reality, there is no God’s vision in the novel. I only know that my cousin came home the next afternoon. He said that the matter was resolved and construction of the development zone had started.

He got a big red envelope, and he didn’t plan to share it with me, so he just slept for three days.

Three days later, he got up and left the room, and then my baby cried as soon as he saw him. He went into the bathroom again. When he came out again, my baby stopped crying and I just wouldn't let him hold me.

I found out about this reason only after a long time. He actually raised a kid in the bat pendant of ancient camphor wood. It was the kid who didn’t squeeze into the bus at the graveyard that day. It is said that the kid was only three or four years old.

He looked like a boy. At that time, he got into the bathroom, probably to teach the kid a lesson. I can't let the kid scare my baby. Look at his last kid, he was very obedient.
Chapter completed!