When I opened my eyes, I found that I was lying on a road that is really hard to describe. It is quite wide, but it is not an asphalt road or a cement road. It should be a dirt road. Look.
It is quite flat from the ground up, but the two sides of the road are relatively desolate. It seems to be a place with no village in front or back, and there are overgrown weeds on both sides, and the grass is as tall as the person.
I jumped up from the ground and touched my chest with lingering fear.
Why am I here? I should have fainted in the hotel toilet. My head still hurts slightly, and it feels very heavy, as if lead has been poured into my head.
Look at the appearance of this road. I was not crushed to death by a four-wheeled car. I was lying in the middle of the road and was not crushed to death by a passing car. It was really a blessing among misfortunes.
I rubbed my uncomfortable forehead and looked at the moonlight. The weather was good, and this place looked like a wilderness, so the night was very good. The stars in the sky were so bright that they illuminated the whole place.
of whitening.
After walking around, I found that there were no familiar people or ghosts around me, and I was surrounded by places I didn't recognize.
Standing in such a desolate place, even if the road underfoot is a bit cautious.
No matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn't figure out how I got here. I just remembered that I was looking in the mirror the moment before I fainted. If the young man saw me fainting, he would probably bring me to Liu Yigang.
Those policemen didn't seem to be the ones who tortured suspects, especially Liu Yigang, who looked upright. And they couldn't think of any reason why they would throw me into a place like this.
No matter, I couldn’t figure it out anyway, so I simply patted my butt and walked forward. Anyway, it seemed that I had already escaped once, and it didn’t make any difference whether I ran once or twice. It was quieter without the police around me, so I took my time.
Walk slowly.
The feeling of walking in the night is actually quite good. I remember when I was hunting ghosts, I would often wander around in such a dark place. I would catch one ghost every time I saw one, and I would catch a pair every time I saw one.
However, I wasn't afraid of walking at night before, but now I don't know why, but the more I walk, the more I feel anxious, and no matter what I do, I feel like something is not quite right.
After walking a few steps, I saw a grave next to it.
These days, ancestral halls have been built in rural areas, and urns are placed in ancestral halls. Graves are becoming increasingly rare.
On this road that I didn't recognize, graves kept appearing. The graves were quietly buried in the grass. As the wind blew through the grass, they would come out and show their faces in front of me.
I am not afraid of ghosts, but when I see a grave without ghosts, I get nervous and my nervous legs feel a little weak.
The more I walked, the more I felt that this place was very evil. Where did there come from so many earthen graves? They were all overtaken by the cemetery on the western outskirts of our small town.
It's not that this place is deserted, but that all the people in the village are dead?
As we walked, the road began to slope down a bit and there was a curve.
The cool breeze was blowing and the night dew was heavy. I felt chilly all over. I looked around and didn't see a bus stop or a house. But even if a bus passed by this place, I didn't dare to take it.
, don’t give me a shuttle to hell.
I’ve seen the Lord of Hell and I’m not afraid, and I’ve seen ghosts too, but this is the setting of a ghost story, and ghost hunters sometimes have fragile hearts.
I thought to myself, am I going to spend a night here like this, without any equipment or even a cigarette? Wouldn't that be too difficult?
I quickened my pace and walked forward. Just as the kidnapper passed by, I suddenly saw a brightly lit villa in front of me.
It seems to be a very large house. From a distance, under the lights, the house looks a bit old.
Although I felt a little weird, I felt a lot happier when I saw the house. When I saw someone living there, I felt relieved.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a very erratic sound of a car horn. I quickly moved to the side, and then I felt a gust of wind coming over, and saw a bus suddenly stopping beside me.
I squinted and saw that the bus number was: 748, which was really unlucky.
When I looked up at the car, I became even more nervous. The car was full of people. It was very crowded. There were a lot of men, women, old and young. To be precise, we couldn’t say they were people. We should say they were ghosts.
.
Damn it, I'm really bad. Usually ghosts run away when they see me, but today they actually came to my door.
I saw the driver in the car saying: "Can't you get in?"
"No," I said, then pointed to the villa in front and said, "My house is right in front."
The driver and everyone in the car showed a strange smile, as if I had told a big joke, or as if they were waiting to see my joke.
I feel fuzzy in my heart. I definitely can’t get on this bus. People don’t clearly say “go to hell.” I don’t plan to die yet. I know that the people on the bus are ghosts, and I can see it.
The things in the car found out who I was, but they were surprised that they didn't have the slightest fear of me.
People who kill a lot will have a murderous aura, and people who catch a lot of ghosts will have a ghost aura. That kind of aura would make ordinary ghosts afraid to come close, but this group of ghosts clearly wanted to pull me onto the bus.
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There are many ghosts in the house, so I can't offend them. So I don't dare to act arrogantly in front of these guys.
The strange smile on the driver's face lasted for a long time, and then his eyes turned pitiful, and then someone began to urge the driver to drive.
"Don't be like us!" The driver smiled at me, stepped on the accelerator, and the ghost bus sped away.
I was shocked, what did this damn thing mean? Does it seem to have a profound meaning?
At this moment, when I was about to continue walking forward, the lights in front of me disappeared, and the villa I just saw disappeared without a trace.
What's going on? Did I hallucinate just now?
I looked at the dark front in horror. A white road stretched endlessly in front of me. There were tall weeds around it, and there was something there. Occasionally, the weeds on both sides were blown away, revealing a barren grave.
Come.
I was sweating heavily, and I started sweating on the back of my head.
At this moment, I felt someone suddenly slapped me in the face.
I opened my eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed.
Dream, what just happened was just a dream! As soon as I woke up, I felt much more awake.
This dream is very weird. How could I dream of so many ghosts? How could I dream of being in that kind of place!
"Are you okay?" Liu Yigang's slightly worried voice came from the side.
I looked at Liu Yigang, and after being silent for a while, I came to my senses and asked, "Where is this?"
I took a look and found that there was no one else but Liu Yigang in the room. It looked like a standard room in a small hotel, very clean and tidy.
Liu Yigang saw my doubts and explained: "Because you fainted, you found a hotel nearby to stay. What happened to you? Xiaocheng said you fainted suddenly."
"I don't know." I rubbed my forehead and looked at Liu Yigang. This girl would save money. When she found out that I had fainted, she didn't send me to the hospital, but sent me directly to the hotel. Aren't you afraid that I would die?
As soon as Liu Yigang saw that nothing happened to me, he felt a lot more relieved. He suddenly looked cautious, came up to me and said, "I want to discuss something with you."
I frowned and looked at Liu Yigang, as if he wanted to tell a secret. Seeing that Liu Yigang was not a master who would hide secrets from his subordinates, I didn't know what he wanted to say to me, a suspect.
Of course, I was still interested in hearing what Liu Yigang was going to say to me. From the looks of it, he probably wanted to negotiate some kind of deal with me. It seemed that Liu Yigang was not someone who would casually negotiate deals with suspects. I looked at
I'm really a little confused.
"Tell me what's going on." I looked at Liu Yigang and said.
Liu Yigang also simply did not beat around the bush, saying that he understood my temperament and said what he wanted to say directly.
"I have a difficult case on my hands now, and I want you to help investigate it." Liu Yigang said straightforwardly.
"Investigation? I'm not from a detective agency, so why would you want me to assist in the investigation? Besides, my matter hasn't been settled yet, can you use me as you like?" I looked at Liu Yigang strangely.
Liu Yigang took out a pack of Liqun from his pocket, gave one to me, and then smoked another one for himself. He lit the cigarette with a lighter and said, "You decide whether to help me or not. I will settle your matter."
Yes. I didn’t come here to ask you because you were a detective. I trust you. The matter may have something to do with ghosts. I’m afraid we can’t solve it, so I asked you for help.”
I am very grateful to Liu Yigang for his unconditional trust. Liu Yigang is a very upright person, and he is someone I am happy to make friends with. As my grandfather said, having more friends means you can make less money, but you can’t make fewer trustworthy friends.
For me, Liu Yigang should be considered a trustworthy person. I was happy to make friends with him, so I agreed without saying a word.
Furthermore, I am still a little interested in things about ghosts. Although people say that I am a money-lover and my ability to catch ghosts has brought me a lot of money, but if there is really something more troublesome
If ghosts cause harm to the world, I'm not the kind of person to just sit back and watch.
When Liu Yigang heard that I agreed, he excitedly grabbed my shoulders and said, "I knew you would agree!"
The injury on my shoulder has not healed completely. When Liu Yigang grabbed me like this, I just felt that my shoulder was about to be disabled. This man was really strong. He could probably break my shoulder with a little force.
Kneaded into powder.
Liu Yigang also noticed that he was a little too excited, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm just too happy, Mr. Long is easy to talk to."
I thought to myself, this is called a good person being bullied, and a good horse being ridiculed. Otherwise, why would I be turned into a murder suspect by a scoundrel?