The breath Wang Xifeng exhaled sprayed on his earlobes, warm and itchy, Jia Chen was a little uncomfortable, took a step back and said with a dry smile:
"Sister Wang, how can there be ghosts in this world?"
"Hehe, your ears are red. I honestly tell me, do you like your sister? If there is a ghost, you must protect me~"
Wang Xifeng scratched a strand of hair hanging in front of her with all her charm.
"Sister Wang, you can't just make such jokes randomly."
Jia Chen twitched slightly, and he didn't want to pay attention to this seductive fairy anymore, so he strode towards the parking lot.
Wang Xifeng quickly followed and teased him from time to time.
When Jia Chen walked to the ambulance, he saw Xue Pan more than ten meters away from a distance.
He was pushing a pair of stretcher trucks with wheels and running towards the warehouse in a panic.
"Master Xue, let's go?" Jia Chen shouted.
Xue Pan looked back and asked in surprise:
"Doctor Jia, you are moving fast enough! You can wait a moment, I'll push a stretcher to the warehouse."
Jia Chen asked in surprise:
“Isn’t it in the ambulance?”
Xue Pan explained:
"The stretcher on the car is covered with blood, so I'll go and change it to a clean pair."
Soon, he pushed back a pair of stretcher trucks and stuffed them into the rear compartment.
Jia Chen just opened the door of the passenger seat, but Xue Pan suddenly said:
"Doctor Jia, the village we are going to be haunted, be careful."
Come again?
Are you a repeater of Wang Xifeng?
Jia Chen became more and more suspicious that Xue Pan and Wang Xifeng had an affair, otherwise why would they both say they were haunted?
Even the tone of speaking was exactly the same.
This is too tacit understanding.
"Master Xue, now is not a joke, so let's go out quickly." Jia Chen urged while wearing his seat belt.
Seeing that he was indifferent, Xue Pan did not mention haunting anymore. When Wang Xifeng sat in the back seat, he started the car.
The ambulance drove out of the city and rushed northward. Under the lonely starry sky, the buildings and street lights outside the window became increasingly rare, and gradually turned into large wilderness.
"The village we are going to is called Zhenjia Village. All the young and middle-aged people in the village go out to work, and there are no few families left behind. No wonder they are haunted."
Wang Xifeng muttered tensely, looking very nervous.
Jia Chen frowned and did not speak. He didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world at all.
Xue Pan sucked his teeth and complained:
"I rarely go to places like this where birds don't poop, and I don't know the way."
Wang Xifeng pointed to the display screen of the car navigation and reminded:
“You can turn on navigation.”
Xue Pan sneered:
"This broken car is too old and the navigation is no longer accurate."
As he said that, he took out a Huawei phone from his pocket and handed it to Wang Xifeng:
"Use Baidu Map, now I have changed to Beidou navigation, which is more accurate than the previous GPS."
"good!"
Wang Xifeng clicked the screen a few times, and soon, the playback sound of "Sister Zhiling" in a coquettish voice came from the phone.
After driving for less than half an hour, the car turned into a forest path.
The shadows on both sides sway in the wind under the pale moonlight, and the twisted branches are strangely shaped, like demonic claws waving, looking a little hideous.
A layer of chill appeared in Jia Chen's heart.
The surroundings were so quiet that it reminded him of the haunted rumors that Xue Pan and Wang Xifeng said.
This place is too remote and rarely visited, so it won't be really haunted, right?
After wandering on the bumpy dirt road for more than ten minutes, rows of bungalows appeared in front of them.
Most of the houses are gray tiles and white walls, hidden in a misty black mist, making them mysterious and weird.
As the distance got closer, the three people in the car stopped talking, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing and dull.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Jia Chen felt that the temperature around him had dropped several degrees, and waves of cold and cold breath climbed up to his spine and invaded his skin.
Xue Pan slowly drove the car into a main road in the village. On both sides were dark and cramped streets and alleys. The ends of the alleys were dark and dark, and there was something unknown hidden.
"What is the house number of the person who called?" Xue Pan asked.
"Group 7 No. 13." Wang Xifeng replied.
Xue Pan drove the car to the entrance of the alley in Group 7, but found that the alley was too narrow to turn in.
"You get out of the car and go find his house first, I'll turn the car."
"OK!"
Jia Chen got off the car first, but Wang Xifeng was reluctant to get off the car.
Xue Pan advised her a few words before she reluctantly got out of the car.
"Doctor Jia, I'm afraid, you have to protect me." Wang Xifeng grabbed Jia Chen's arm and said coquettishly.
Jia Chen sighed helplessly:
"Okay, then follow me."
As he said that, Jia Chen walked into the alley in the dark, and Wang Xifeng grabbed his arm tightly and followed closely behind.
The faint light column of the mobile phone flashlight shaking with its footsteps. After exploring and checking the twelve doors, they finally found the seventh group No. 13.
The courtyard door was closed, the door knocker was rusted, and dirty spider silk was intertwined on the door frame, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.
"This ghost place seems to have been abandoned for a long time. Is it here?" Wang Xifeng's voice kept trembling, and the hand holding Jia Chen's arm tightly was trembling.
"I'll ask!" Jia Chen knocked the door knocker.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The knocking sounded loudly, but no one responded inside.
Jia Chen increased his efforts and locked the door knocker for more than a dozen times, but no one answered.
"Is anyone?" Jia Chen asked several times again, and the yard was still silent and silent.
"What's going on? Could it be that I fainted, right?"
Jia Chen hurriedly took out his cell phone and called the other party, but the other party turned off.
"You can try calling, too."
Hearing Jia Chen's urging, Wang Xifeng also dialed the other party's number, but found that the other party was indeed turned off.
"It's really strange. If the other party is unconscious, no one should answer the answer, not shutting down the phone." Jia Chen frowned and muttered.
"Is it the ghost who called the first aid?" Wang Xifeng sucked in an air and said awkwardly.
"Don't talk nonsense, what's the hell in this world?"
I don’t know if it was because of Wang Xifeng’s psychological suggestion, but Jia Chen felt relieved.
Nine out of ten rooms in this village are empty and deserted. Who knows if something unclean will breed?
He plucked up the courage to knock on the door a few more times and shouted a few times, but the yard was still silent.
"Let's go. There should be only one possibility in this situation, that is, someone is playing a prank!"
Jia Chen turned around and left. He was not worried that it would delay the treatment of the patient. No one would turn off the phone before fainting. It must be the other party who was playing tricks and playing with the emergency center.
He has super strong ability to solve cases and quickly figured out the logical relationship.
"Oh! It seems like there is a figure on the second floor!" Wang Xifeng suddenly screamed and shrank behind Jia Chen.