My House of Horrors

Xiao Gu listened to what Chen Song said on the phone, some trance.

Why does your boss know so much about ghosts? Not only are you not afraid, but you also teach yourself how to get a ghost feeling, and every word is skilled and intelligent.

He was curious, but just curious. He would never think that Chen Song was harmful to him. For him, Chen Song was a very special being.

This seemingly unreliable boss rescued him from the dead line twice.

The first time was by a schizophrenic woman. Pharmaceutical, almost split up, it was Chen Gongyi who started the war and kicked the woman.

The second time, in Fanghuayuan District, he accidentally entered the third building, followed by a shadowless white shadow, dizziness and coma. When he woke up, the police said that Chen Song was still rescuing him.

“This is the third time. ”

With his phone stuffed in his trouser pocket, Xiaoqu felt his life was dangerous and only by following Chan Song could he live a safe and secure life.

The phone didn't hang up, and the small customer leaned against the window with his headset, remembering every word Chen Gong said.

The rain is bigger, the car window is dark, there is no way to see the road, the small customer can only silently calculate the time, determine the child's position, and be ready to get out of the car at any time.

Five minutes later, the car slowed down and the calf muscles tightened, saying in a very low voice: "We're almost there. ”

“When the door opens, don't hesitate, do it directly, and don't give the middle-aged woman a chance to react.” Chen Song's voice comes out of his headphones.

“Okay.”

The outline of the station is already visible through the window, and the red shadow is still at the station.

Suburban stations did not build rainfalls, and women stood in red raincoats in heavy rainfall, lonely and very visible in heavy rainfall.

The speed of the car slowed down and as we approached the station, the phone rang suddenly.

Huang Ling, sitting in front of her, just turned on her phone and her husband called, possibly for some reason, she did not hang up directly and pressed the answer button.

“Huang Ling! Get out of the car! Get out!”

Huang Ling hung up before she could hear a man screaming. To be honest, she was scared too.

“What's wrong? ”

As soon as the phone hung up, the phone rang again, still calling from her husband.

Huang Ling lowered the volume, and she looked around with apologies, when she realized that all the passengers around her were looking at her.

That face, with a strange expression, stared at her smiling and not smiling, hair in her heart.

“Excuse me...” Huang Ling's phone kept shaking and making a buzzing sound.

“Why didn't you answer the phone?” The old lady sat behind the driver for the first time opening her face with wrinkles all over her face, her eyes covered with a thin white film. When she first got into the car, the old man didn't look like this, and she didn't know when it had changed.

The old man's appearance was a little scary. Huang Ling held his phone and could not understand the old man's meaning. He could only apologize constantly.

“I think it's better for you to take his call, and the more you don't, the more he worries about you.” The man in the white coat hey hey laughed, his eyes wandering between Huang Ling and his little customer, the red line on his wrist sometime disappeared, instead of a reddish brown wound.

Huang Ling ignored the doctor. The child behind her began to cough hard again. The middle-aged woman's patience was gradually consumed. Her face, which was already very ugly, became a little sluggish. Five officials skewed and looked viciously at the child next to her. Her eyes were horrible.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became nervous, and at this point, the cold broadcast synthesis came out of the car.

“Ding! The East Suburban Water Plant has arrived, please take your belongings and get off through the back door. ”

Bus 104 finally entered the station and slowly opened the front and rear doors of the car after stopping.

When the vehicle stopped, the small customer stood up and he rubbed the body of the passenger next to him out of the seat.

According to Chen Gong's teaching on the phone, he went straight towards the middle-aged woman.

The door opened, and the little customer came to the middle-aged woman: “I need to get something. Can I have my coat first? ”

When the child coughed earlier, he borrowed his coat.

The middle-aged woman had a bad temper and looked up at the small customer, hugging the child with one hand and smoking her clothes with the other.

His hands slowly lifted as his nostrils trembled slightly.

At the same time, Huang Ling's phone began to vibrate again. Her husband seemed crazy, calling her one after the other seemed to have something extremely important.

The clothes were slowly withdrawn and the middle-aged woman held the child in her hand, while the other held the clothes and stuffed them to the small customer.

Everything was going according to plan, and Xiao Gu's heart mentioned his voice eyes, and he looked at the clothes that were getting closer and closer, his eyes staring dead at the other hand of a middle-aged woman.

With his front and back legs staggered, he leaned forward and lifted his arms.

Time seems to have slowed down. Huang Ling answered the phone again as her fingers approached the dress.

“If there's anything you need to talk about at home, don't...”

“Get out! The car you're in is full of ghosts! They're all ghosts! ”

All the passengers in the car could hear the voice in the phone, and Huang Ling couldn't wait to hang up the phone.

“Ghosts?” She didn't expect her husband to say such a thing to herself. When she looked back, that faceless face stared at herself.

The car vibrated and the driver's face was frightened, as if he had seen himself when he died, his eyes stared at the road ahead and the sweat continued to drip.

The middle-aged woman holding the child, the five officials skewed more and more, her body became more swollen, as if it was about to blow up.

“Ouch!”

The passenger, who was sitting next to the small consultant, suddenly vomited. He was soaked, his fingers pinched down his throat, and his hair gushed out of his mouth as if it were aquatic.

“How can we be ghosts? We're not alive, are we?” The old lady sitting on the side also looked over, her thick eyelids blocking her eyes, completely indistinguishable from her pupils and whites.

All passengers were mutated, and Chen Guo heard this over the phone. He immediately ordered the customer to leave immediately.

“Go!”

He grabbed the clothes with his hands and suddenly accelerated. He grabbed the child through the clothes, but when his hands touched the child's body, he realized that the child's body was cold and had no chance of survival.

“This…” is a stunned kung fu, the middle-aged woman perceived the idea of a small customer.

“You want to rob my child?” The fat hand of the woman grabbed the little customer, and that face was ugly to the point.