My House of Horrors

“Enter the deep tunnel before midnight, is this the deepest part of the tunnel?” The mission requirements are very general, and Chen Gong has lost his mind.

If the trial mission fails, the corresponding scene will never be unlocked, so Chen Gong dares not venture: “We can only go as far as we can into the tunnel and as far as we can. ”

Information about the Bailongdong tunnel Chen Gong has looked for before, and most of the information that can be found on the internet is related to car crash ghosts.

That means people only know that there's a female ghost in the White Dragon Cave who can ride past the car, and other things like spider shadows, strange breathing sounds, things about them that can't be found online.

“Let's go and have a look before it's completely dark.” The White Dragon Cave tunnel has been studied and altered by experts in the city due to several car accidents. It is strange that no matter what changes experts make, accidents will still occur as long as there is a single car, and finally there is no way to stop the entire tunnel.

The internet said that the tunnel had undergone three major changes before and after, countless minor changes, others suggested mixing black dog blood in the walls and burying black donkey hooves in the corners of the walls, which unfortunately had no use.

The inside of the tunnel is complicated, and Chen Song dares not carelessly.

Backpacking, locking the ghost door, Chen Gong left New Century Paradise in a hurry and took a taxi to Bailong Cave Tunnel in the eastern suburbs.

With previous experience, Chen Guo didn't dare to tell the driver to go to White Dragon Cave this time. Instead, he gently drove him to a fork near White Dragon Cave.

Bailongdong was originally built to connect Jiujiang and Xinhai City as a new transportation hub.

The eastern suburbs are surrounded by rivers and mountains. In order to take the economy of the eastern suburbs, it is necessary to open a road, but this road often goes wrong.

According to Jiujiang local elders, Jiujiang Jedi Ling, Jiujiang Dajiang presents the Jiulong Theatre Pearl Feng Shui Bureau, carving out a road in the mountains on the eastern suburbs, may spiritually exasperate Jiujiang, so strange things keep happening on that road.

This statement was not believed at first, and then too many strange things happened, which changed the mind and sealed the White Dragon Hole.

Covering the Jiujiang River at night, the further east the suburbs, the fewer cars on the roads, and much less high-rise buildings surrounding them, the more dilapidated the houses appear.

Across the old town, the driver was very enthusiastic. He talked and talked to Chen Gudong Rashi all the way.

The Bailongdong tunnel is on the edge of the suburbs, the driver hasn't driven to the place yet, and no car can be seen on the road.

On many narrow streets, one street lamp can be seen at great distances, possibly due to the scarcity of smoke, road maintenance is not in place, some debris is often seen on the pavement, and many street lamps on the side of the road are damaged.

“I hate to drive this way to the eastern suburbs, the locals are so excluded, they often throw things on the street, and when they meet old drivers like me, they say," If you come here young, you can easily get into accidents. ”The driver complained randomly.

“Those things don't have to be thrown by locals.” Chen Gong came to the edge of the eastern suburbs many times, and this place gave him a strange feeling - refusing to let the living come near.

Taxis are getting closer to the Bailong Cave tunnel and more desolate on both sides, and buildings are replaced by endless trees that occasionally allow for one or two private houses.

“Stop right here.” Chen Gong didn't want to be a difficult taxi driver either, and he decided to spend more time walking by himself, but it's too early anyway.

“Are you sure? This place doesn't go to the village, it doesn't go to the store, it doesn't even have a personal figure.” The driver was persuaded, but his hand handed Chen Song the sign of WeChat scanning the code.

Chen Guo also knew that the other party might be just a condom, scanning the code to pay, but just as he was about to get out of the car, the driver sitting in the main driver's seat suddenly said: “How could there be a woman? ”

Looking at the driver, Chen Gong found a woman squatting in front of an old house on the left side of the road.

She had only one foot on her shoes, her skirt ripped open, squatted in front of the house, her head lowered, and seemed to be looking for something.

The driver opens the window and sticks his head out of the car.

The woman's body was thin, her arms were thin, and her yellow and white dress was wrinkled and seemed to have been rubbed by force.

“Hey, what are you doing here alone?” The driver did not consult with Chan Song and spoke directly.

When the woman on the side of the road heard the driver, she slowly raised her head and her dark hair slipped off, revealing a pale face.

She looks ordinary, but she gives a special aesthetic, as the saying goes, to cover her ugly face.

The woman did not speak, stood up slowly, said nothing, and walked straight towards the taxi.

The bottom of the dress was torn, full of dust and withered leaves, with only one shoe and a cut on her calf, although, strangely enough, all the wounds on her body were not bleeding out.

“The girl is not mentally ill.” Normal people encounter situations like this on the side of the road and rarely associate themselves with ghosts, and drivers are no exception.

“Bang!”

The window was beaten, it was a stunned kung fu, the woman had walked to the taxi, she stared at the driver without expression, her palms kept slamming the window.

If a man walks at night and gets slapped in the window like this, he will surely be offended, but the driver behaves strangely. He smiles at the woman outside the window and says as if he were talking to himself: “It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you home. ”

He opened the door and the woman sat in the co-pilot's position.

“What's going on?” Chen Gong sat in the back row and looked in front of the taxi.

When the woman got in the car, she lowered her head and didn't say a word, but the driver kept talking, as if talking to the air, and looked very strange.

“Have you ever been married? ”

“Domestic violence is something I tolerate zero, once and for the second time, and it can never be condoned. ”

“I can understand you running away from home. It's pathetic. ”

“Are you going to your parents' house? Okay, no problem. ”

At the end of the day, Chen really couldn't read it. He took out the ballpoint pen in his backpack and put a sentence on the back of the card with the QR code on it —— the woman had a problem.

After writing, he handed the sign to the driver: "Master, this QR code can't be swept out! See if there's a flaw in the sign? ”

“Are you sure?” The driver looked at the sign for half a day, instead of looking behind the card: “You don't need Alipay, do you? ”

After that, he touched another brand and handed it to Chan Song.

Instead of picking up the sign, Chen Gong glanced at the co-pilot: “Are you going to take this girl home? Where's her house? Maybe we'll stop by and you'll give her a ride for nothing. I'll give you the fare. ”

The driver thought, “She lives in a nearby village, and she's moving on. It's even more desolate over there. Aren't you going on your way? ”

“Coincidentally, I was just about to go that way. Just drive and let me get off with her.” Chen Goo pulled the backpack and pulled the lock, reaching in.