My House of Horrors

Chen Gong nodded and didn't refuse: “Drive. ”

“Thank you.” Huang Ling wet herself and sat in the main driver's seat: “My house is not far from here and I can be there in a dozen minutes. ”

The lights went on and Huang Ling carried several other people through the rain screen and drove away along the highway.

There was no one to talk to along the way, and everyone was thinking about their own business.

At 1: 00 a.m., the car arrived in Huang Ling's rented neighborhood, very close to Lywan Town.

“Before the city was prepared to develop the eastern suburbs vigorously, and later, not knowing why, it left behind this large building, which was built to half, and the people who had originally lived here moved away for various reasons, including transportation and life.” Huang Ling drove the taxi directly into the neighborhood. None of the lights in the big neighborhood were on, it felt like entering the ghost city: “When Jiujiang East suburb was preparing to build a new neighborhood a few years ago, the house price was scary, now there was only one place left with chicken fur, and there were residents like us who had been pitted. ”

Through the conversation, Chan Song clarified the woman's past, and she and her husband took out all their savings a few years ago to buy a house in the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang.

In the beginning, the two of them were ecstatic when they grabbed a home in the eastern suburbs and sat waiting for a new neighborhood in the eastern suburbs to be built, and the house was valued.

But who knows soon enough, developers postpone delivery due to broken funds, debt disputes, etc.

In order to buy a home, the couple spent all their savings and owed a lot of external debt, and they joined forces with other owners to try to find a developer, but the other party dragged on and on until now.

The project was unsurprisingly stopped, and the house bought with all the money turned into an unmanageable tail building, and the couple had to spend their days renting the house.

Life was not easy. During this period, her husband also had a car accident, and now it is basically up to Huang Ling alone.

“Here we are, here we are.” Huang Ling stopped and rushed upstairs with her bag. Chen Gong and Xiaoqu followed her.

Only the lights on the ground floor of the residential building are functioning properly and the walls are dark, which seems to be the reason for the moisture, with a slight smell of mold in the corridor.

“Jaming!” Huang Ling came to the fourth floor and opened the door with a key and shouted at the house. She was terrified and worried that what she was afraid of would become a reality.

Looking at Huang Ling in a panic, neither Chen Gong nor Xiaoqu said anything. In their view, since Huang Ling's husband would call at that time and know that the car was full of ghosts, this means that he was probably dead himself and he turned into a ghost.

The key couldn't fit in the lock hole for half a day, Huang Ling's hands trembled, but at this time, a man's voice sounded in the house.

“How did you get back? Where have you been all night? I called your company leader...” The door opened from the inside and a man with a faint, limp leg appeared in front of Huang Ling.

“Jaming?! ”

Huang Ling was very excited to see a middle-aged man, she reached out and tried to hold him, but was avoided without a trace by the middle-aged man: “The clothes are all wet, what the hell have you done? ”

“I'll tell you later, you don't have to do anything, you really scared me today.” Huang Ling's voice swallowed: “I went to change first, both of them are my lifesavers, I'll drive them home later. ”

Huang Ling entered the house and the crippled man blocked the door, with no intention of letting Chen Gong and Xiaocun sit in the house.

Chen Song and Xiaoguan outside the door looked at the crippled man also strange, the man lived well, how could he have called Huang Ling at that time? How did he know the 104 bus was full of ghosts?

“Your wife met the bad guy, and it was the two of us who saved her.” Chen Gong glanced at the house and the room was tidy. The man was a standard housewife and man, and there was nothing strange about it.

“Hey, where are you looking?” Men are very wary of Chen Song.

“It's okay. Can I borrow your phone? My phone is out of battery and I want to report it to my family.” Chan Sing spoke faintly.

“Then you wait here.” The crippled man walked into the house and handed his cell phone to Chan Gong.

“Thank you.” Chen Gong flipped through the correspondence records, and the man did make several calls to the woman tonight, but none of the calls were made.

He didn't make the call?

Chen Gong faked a few messages, then fanned the record and returned the phone to a middle-aged man.

Huang Ling had changed clothes in the house and dressed in casual clothes, she emitted a mature and knowledgeable beauty: “Honey, you stay at home, I'll send them back, this is what I promised. ”

“No!” crippled man didn't want to refuse directly: “It's after 1: 00 in the morning, I don't feel comfortable going out with you. Let them take a taxi. It's a big deal. Let's get out of here. ”

“It's raining so hard out there, where do you want us to find a taxi?” Chen singing board looked at Huang Ling with a face: “What do you think? ”

Huang Ling hesitated a little and finally walked out the door: “Honey, the situation is complicated, I'll tell you more when I get back. ”

“You're not going anywhere tonight! Running out at 1: 00 or 2 in the morning? Are you out of your mind?” The crippled man reached out to grab Huang Ling's arm, but was stopped by Chan Song.

The man was obviously a little scared of Chan Gong, and he didn't talk too much: “What do you want? ”

With a backpack in one hand, Chen Gong's eyes narrowed slowly and stared at the face of the crippled man: “I am a reasonable person, I fulfilled her request, if she did not make my promise, don't blame me me. ”

The atmosphere was a little tense. Finally, Xiaoqu and Huang Ling persuaded him to snort and barely agree.

“Don't mind me, my husband is a little cautious, that's usually the case.” Huang Ling handed the umbrella and towel to the customer: “Thank you not well in the car before. ”

“Nothing, I understand.” Xiao Gu smiled and took the towel and wiped his face.

“You two, don't slow down. Let's go downstairs.” Chen Songsheng walked downstairs with no expression and did not say a word during the whole process.

Out of the hall, Chen Gong sat on the taxi co-driver, pulled the backpack and pulled the lock, reaching into the bag and grabbing something.

Huang Ling finally let go of her hung heart after seeing that her husband had not had an accident. She only learned to cherish it after losing it and decided not to fight with her husband again to live a good life.

When the taxi started and drove into the rain, the silent chant finally opened its mouth.

“Huang Ling, have you noticed that your husband has changed since some time ago? ”

Rainwater struck the car window. Huang Ling heard Chen Gong and thought about it for a while: “Is it any different? What's the matter?”

Chen Gong paused for a moment and said slowly: “I suspect that man is not your husband. ”