My House of Horrors

“With a crushed skull hammer, I do feel much more at ease. ”

Chen Guo packed his bag and left the horror house with his cell phone.

Lychee's ghost story continues, and she's told the third story.

She tells the story in detail, as if she had experienced it.

What's scary to the audience is that many of the details of this story are mirrored in the first story.

In other words, in the third story, the driver who opened the cab at midnight was the bastard who was replaced by a ghost.

“The more ghosts drive, the more they hear, the more they talk about their style. ”

Chen Guo waited a long time at the gates of the paradise and finally waited for a taxi, it was 11: 30 p.m.

“It should be too late.” Chen Guo opened the door, and before he went in, he heard the DJ that was more popular a few years ago.

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

“This man is a little familiar. ”

Chen Gong looked at the man's face and thought about it for a long time. When he went to a private college in the western suburbs to complete Zhang Ya's favor assignment, it was this driver who gave him the gift.

When he picked up his phone, he accidentally took out the fruit knife, and the driver mistakenly thought he was a hijacker. He also typed the words "I was hijacked, please call the police” on the advertising board on the roof of the car.

What a coincidence. Maybe that's the fate.

“Where are we going? ”

Chen Guo was afraid that the other party would recognize him and refuse to load him. He blocked his hand under his nose. Why don't you just get in the car and close the door? “I'm in a hurry, please hurry. ”

“Acacia Lane?” The driver turned down the music in the car and hesitated for a moment, as if he was tangling something.

“Is there a problem? More money for the Old Town? ”

“The place is not far from here, but it is said to be evil, where taxi drivers have hit evil before. ”

“What age is it? You still believe this?” Chen Gong's face is not blushing: “Just drive, I'm in a hurry. ”

“Sometimes I have to believe that I have encountered a strange thing in the last few weeks.” The driver started the car and he seemed to have some bad memories: "Someone asked me to drive him to an abandoned school in the suburbs in the middle of the night. Heaven and earth, my conscience, I pulled him over without thinking about anything, so guess what? ”

“What's wrong? ”

“Almost there. The guy told me he was going to abandon the campus dating? You know how I felt? I ran away in the middle of the night with a mental illness and my scalp was about to explode! ”

The more the driver said, the harder it was: “The next day I had a fever. It was an evil surprise. I hurried my daughter-in-law to find Half Immortal and begged me for some charm paper. It took me a whole week to drive the night car. ”

“So scary?” Chen Song is a little embarrassed. He feels like he's going through two completely different things.

“Don't believe me, I was telling the truth, the guy was about your age, and it was quite normal to look clean and clean, who knows..." Uncle driver looked in the mirror at Chen Song, and then suddenly he felt a very strange feeling in his heart, a cool air slowly climbed from his legs onto his shoulders.

Why do you seem to have met before?

The blood on his face slowly faded and he tried to ask, “Brother, have we met somewhere? ”

Chen Gong estimated that he recognized himself: “The last time I went to a private college in the western suburbs, I didn't expect to cause you such confusion. I'm sorry. ”

Uncle driving the car's face became stiff, he pulled out a few token pieces of paper close to his underwear and tore them apart: “Actually, when you got in the car, I recognized you. I was just joking with you. Don't worry about those words. ”

“No, man. What do you call it? I work in paradise, and we can make friends later.” Chen Gong can meet the uncle twice, which is also fate. He doesn't know if the other party appreciates him or not. Anyway, he appreciates the uncle's optimistic attitude towards life.

The driver looked at the dark paint behind him, the long empty paradise, his throat trembled for a moment: “My name is Zhang. ”

They chatted a few more words, the driver was still cautious about Chen Song, as if herbivores and lions were locked in an iron cage, and he could see the obvious blues on his hand holding the steering wheel.

Chen Song was helpless to see this scenario, and seems to have left too deep a psychological shadow for the driver that night.

Uncle Chen was not very excited to see the driver, so Chen Song didn't bother each other. He focused on listening to the ghost story of Lychee, and he wanted to find out the information about the Weird Association.

The eccentric orchestra sounded in the car, and the ghost story of Lychee happened in Acacia Lane. The protagonists of the accident were still taxi drivers, which caused the uncle sitting in the driver's seat to sweat cold.

He forced himself not to listen and concentrated on driving.

With only nineteen minutes left until midnight, the taxi entered the old town, and a few dozen meters away from Acacia Lane, the driver stopped the car and didn't want to drive any further.

Chen Guo also felt sorry for this brother and hurried out.

As soon as he closed the door on his side, the taxi turned around and speeded up without hesitation.

“Am I that scary? The old man had too much nerve.” Chen Gong looked at the taxi from afar and stopped about fifty or sixty meters later, as if someone was waving at him in another alley next to him.

Not long later, a man jumped out of the alley and opened the door to the car.

The driver was reluctant to stay here more, and when the door was closed, he left as if fleeing.

“Just in time for a taxi?” Chen Gong carefully recalled every move of the person coming out of the alley, far away, the light and darkness, what he had just seen was not very clear.

“No, the guy who came out of the alley...” Chen Gong's pupils shrunk: “He seemed to run backwards! ”

Chen Guo put his phone in his pocket, as Lychee began telling the fifth ghost story about a taxi driver.

He ran outside the alley, and the taxi had run away.

“We must find him!” Chen Guo rushed to the road and stopped the passengers directly, regardless of whether or not they were in the taxi passing by: “You taxi drivers should have a group of internal communication, help me find someone, quickly! He could be in danger now! ”

The driver was terrified by Chen Song's appearance. According to Chen Song's description, he easily contacted the driver with Zhang's surname.

“Cheung, where are you now? ”

“The doors are closed, the passengers pulled tonight are strange, there was a person going to Huaihua Lane, now this person in the car is going to the bus station near Jiujiang crematorium, said something forgotten there. ”