My House of Horrors

Sitting in a taxi, Chen Gong called Xiaokou twice again to make sure that the red raincoat didn't come back before he was relieved.

“Tonight's top priority is to bring the little ones back safely and take care of things later on in the eastern suburbs. ”

Chen Gong has his own concerns. Taxi drivers and petty customers are ordinary people. Chen Gong doesn't want to involve them.

The rain struck the windows, blurred their gaze, and the clouds outside the windows felt like the whole night sky was falling downwards.

“The weather forecast might have been, say, a little rain. How long has it been?” The driver was a young man, looking about the same age as Chen Gong, and he concentrated on the road ahead, because of the weather, he dared not to be distracted at all.

“When I got to the place, I picked someone up and came back in your car. Don't worry, it won't let you run the empty car.” Chen Song took his eyes back.

“I'm not worried about the fare.” The driver didn't look back: “Do you feel it's raining very badly today? The further I run to the eastern suburbs, the heavier the rain, the flooded roads, I can't even see the road teeth right now. ”

“What's wrong with this? Aren't you too sensitive?” Chen Gong laughed softly.

“I would rather have it than have it, and some things are unclear.” The driver pointed to the Buddha beads hanging under the rearview mirror: "I've driven passengers from the eastern suburbs before, and their people are superstitious and have a lot of rules. Like what kind of family has a newborn child, a man has to stamp his feet at the door before entering the house; dreams of bad things, wakes up and flips the pillow; receives a call after 12: 00 pm, do not ask first; at the scene of the accident, you see strange cars passing by, don't come near, etc. I didn't believe in these things at first, but they told me I was scared. ”

The lights on both sides of the road were getting darker and the driver looked at the wipers swinging from left to right, a little nervous: “There was also one of the most frightening legends on their side, walking at night during heavy rainfall, easily lost, looking in the direction of home, but actually walking further away, eventually coming to a completely strange place. ”

“And this?” Chen Gong came to the spirit, a lot of urban bizarre conversations arise, in fact, for a certain reason, most of them are related to reality, not entirely human fabrication.

“Although there have been no major malicious cases in the eastern suburbs, four fifths of the disappearances in the entire Jiujiang region occur every year in the eastern suburbs, a place similar to cannibalism. ”

The driver said evil words. After listening to Chen Guo, he also recorded the driver's words in his heart: “Drive well. If something really happens, we will call the police directly. ”

“Call the police?” The driver is a little uncomfortable with Chen Song's jumping thinking: “It's okay, I just wanted to remind you that in the future, it's better not to go to the eastern suburbs alone in the middle of the night, this place is more deserted...”

Speaking of which, the driver suddenly shut his mouth and looked forward, suddenly hitting the steering wheel!

The taxi turned sharply and Chen Gong hit the door. He didn't say a word, reached into the backpack and resolutely pressed the repeater switch.

The car slowed down, the driver gasped heavily and his forehead was soaked with sweat.

“What's going on? ”

“There was a man standing in the middle of the road. ”

“Did you see it wrong? It's raining. It's dark. Who's gonna stand in the middle of the road?” Chen Gong stroked his hands in his backpack as if he had caught something.

“Impossible.” The driver wiped the sweat off his forehead and glanced beside him. Outside the window it was pitch-black.

“What do you want me to tell you about that guy? Is she wearing a red raincoat? ”

“Without a raincoat, it's just a shadow. Maybe I was wrong.” The driver rubbed his head, took off the beads hanging from the mirror and put them on his wrist, then continued to drive forward.

“Don't drive too fast. There are more rivers on the eastern suburbs. Safety comes first.” Chen Guo is not afraid of Li Ghost. He is worried that Li Ghost will kill the driver. If the driver has an accident while driving at high speed, he will also die.

Sand currents rang inside the taxi, and the rain drops outside the window seemed intentionally avoiding the taxi.

The two men came to the East Suburban Water Plant in shock. Chen Gong made the driver wait at the front door, put on his raincoat hat, opened the door and walked into the rain screen.

Once in the car, Chen Gong somehow felt depressed, and watching anything creates a strange feeling.

Very familiar, as if it had been experienced before, or dreamed of in a dream.

In the midst of the storm, the sound of the drop of rain in his ear slowly peeled off. Chen Gong frowned softly. He took out his phone and dialed the customer's phone.

The ringtone came into my ear, but no one answered it. The rain grew louder and louder, but Chen Song could not hear the rain falling. All he had left was a busy voice in his phone.

He seemed to be isolated by the world, and the darkness swept from all sides, leaving only the dilapidated door of the water plant in his sight.

The wind blows, the iron doors shake, and the children laugh and cry, a lot, a lot of noise.

A small footprint began to appear on the water pit, and something came out of the water plant, and they ran, jumped, and surrounded Chen Song in the middle.

The body was stiff and a memory buried in the heart slowly emerged.

At a very young age, Chen Gong's parents had instructed him not to go to the eastern suburbs, but on a school outing, the chosen location coincided with the eastern suburbs.

When he was playing by a reservoir, he heard someone shouting his name, and then he walked through the woods, accompanied by his teacher, and saw a bloody red house at the end of the road, surrounded by lots of kids playing, they cried or laughed, and the scene was the same as it is now.

“Looks like most of the anomalies in the eastern suburbs are related to the red house. Is the door out of control in Lywan also related to the red house? ”

Footprints slowly approached, Chen Gong's pupils narrowed, but even if he had pupils, he still couldn't see those things clearly.

“These kids seem to be completely integrated with their surroundings. ”

The child's crying and laughing came close to him, hugging his legs, and then slowly climbing onto his body.

Chen Guo gripped the broken head hammer and the cold feeling disappeared when he was ready to summon Xu Yan.

The children cried and fled from him, and at the same time, a somewhat familiar voice came from afar.

“Chan Song...”

Looking up, Chen Guo found a figure standing inside the water plant, about the same height as himself.

“Who are you? ”

“Me?” The figure lifted his hands and slowly stabbed himself in the chest, pulling another child out of his body.

The child's face was blurred, similar to Chen Gong's three quarters when he was a child, and his neck was twisted as if he had been severed by force.

“I'm the kid you killed...”

“Killed by me?” Chen Gong dragged the shattered hammer and pondered for half a day: “But why can't I remember at all? Why don't you come over here and let me take a closer look at your face? ”