My House of Horrors

When he heard Chan Song, the driver did not immediately agree, he frowned, and turned around secretly to Chan Song, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Perhaps in his view, Chen Gong must get off at the same time as an injured weak woman, and he must have no mind.

From the looks of it, Chen Song gave a good impression of sunshine, kindness and politeness, but the large backpack in his hand made the driver a little uncomfortable, with a slight bloody smell.

Have you met the bad guy?

He hesitated to start the car for a while: "Okay. ”

The taxi continued to drive forward, with the driver still talking to the air alone and the other two passengers in the car ignoring him.

Chen Gong stared closely at the woman sitting in the co-pilot's seat. He used his pubic eyes to look up and down at each other and saw nothing unusual.

The woman seemed to know that Chan Song was looking at herself, and the corner of her mouth slowly curled up in the mirror.

This smile goes along with her pale skin, making Chan Sing feel a little dull.

“Laugh. I'll see if you can laugh later.” Chen Gong muttered in his heart, he didn't know where the woman was going, but he felt that since he had hit, let's finish this last journey with each other.

The street lights are getting darker and the trees on both sides are swinging with the wind, and the shadows are on the road, making people uncomfortable to look at.

A taxi driver who speaks to herself seems to have had a great time talking to a woman, but the woman who actually sat in the co-driver's seat has never said a word since she got in the car.

In this strange atmosphere, the taxi drove a few hundred meters further and the driver suddenly stepped on the brake.

The car stopped sharply. Under the influence of inertia, Chan Song's head almost hit the woman's seat back.

“What's the matter?” Chen Guo had one hand in his backpack and the other hand grabbed the door. If he was in danger, he would just smash the door and jump.

“There's a kid in front.” The driver was scared out of the cold sweat, pointing to the road ahead.

The road is to the left and there is a boy with a black plastic bag.

He looked seven or eight years old, wearing a light white T-shirt, panicked, and seemed surprised by the taxi coming in front of him.

“Wilderness Hills, how can there be a child? ”

The driver opened the window and was about to stick his head out. Chen Song in the back suddenly said: “I advise you not to park here. ”

“Are you worried about touching porcelain?” The driver nodded: “I also saw on the news that some adults deliberately let children play by the road, the car passed by, the child was frightened, the adult would immediately come out to blackmail, because it was the child who was frightened, so even if there was a surveillance, it would be difficult to say clearly, and many people ended up winning. ”

“It takes money to touch porcelain. What you encounter is fatal.” Chen Gong whispered that he was also wondering in his heart if the driver was in the shape of a ghost charmer. Before entering the White Dragon Cave, there had been successive accidents.

Just in case, Chan Gong used his pubic pupils to carefully sweep the driver and finally found out that he was really just a normal person.

“The problem is not with the driver, that's probably why I'm here.” Chen Gong clearly remembered that Jaming, possessed by the shadow, fainted outside the tunnel. What did the shadow do in the tunnel that night, no one knew: “Could the shadow have moved his hands and feet in the tunnel? ”

“Bang!”

As Chen Gong pondered, the window next to him was suddenly beaten, and he turned his head and looked, a child's face appeared next to Chen Gong.

Through the window of the car, a smile appeared on the child's pale face, his body leaning against the glass, seemingly looking into the car.

“Are you looking for something?” Chan also smiled, holding the hammer handle of the crushed skull hammer, slowly pulling it out.

The scene was very strange, the ghost outside the door was restless, and the people in the car were plotting against each other.

The child's small hand slapped hard on the window and a palm print slowly appeared on the glass. The child's palm seemed to be stained with red mud and the otherwise clean glass was quickly smudged.

The child's white face swayed in a palm print and looked a little scary, but what made the driver even more worried was that the passenger in his back seat, who seemed to have something in his hand, was smiling silly at the child outside the window, as if they were playing some kind of game.

“Well...” the driver tried to slow down the atmosphere in the car and opened his mouth without knowing what to say.

“Keep going, leave the bear alone. ”

“Not so good.” The driver was hesitant, which is not to say that he was kind, he was just worried that he would suddenly start the car and take the child down, in case he was repeatedly pressed against the wheel, the consequences would be serious.

Perhaps after listening to Chen Gong, the child began to slap harder on the windows and more and more palm prints appeared on the glass.

“Keep shooting, if you can, break this glass.” Chen Gong looked at the child with a smile, as if he had fallen for the child outside the car. He looked at the child with a provocation.

“What's all this about?” The driver didn't say anything. It's not your car. Who am I supposed to talk to? "

He coughed a few times and asked the co-pilot, "Do you know this kid? He probably lives in a nearby village, too, right? ”

When you meet a ghost, please tell the other ghost what to do now. Chen Gong sees his shadow on the driver as if he has not spoken and the expression on his face has not changed.

The woman sitting in the co-pilot's seat did not say a word, but the driver nodded frequently, seemingly persuaded by who.

He waved to the kid outside, looked at each other hesitantly, and opened the back door: "Come on in, since you're going to the same place, I'll drop you off with me. ”

The back door opened and the child crawled into the car with the black plastic bag, sitting next to Chan Song, staring at Chan Song.

“What's your name? Do you remember your parents' phone number?” The driver started the car and asked the boy a few words.

After half a day of not responding, the driver looked back and found that the child was looking at Chen Song, and neither of them knew what they were doing.

“Forget it, whatever, I don't care.” The driver broke the jar, he put his phone where he could reach and turn on the car walkie-talkie: “Anyone in the east suburbs? There's a lot of work here today. ”

He also panicked and wanted to talk to a normal person.

An uncle quickly responded on the walkie-talkie: "How dare you go to the eastern suburbs? Drivers who have been travelling to the eastern suburbs in the last half of the month have been injured several times, while others are said to be in direct coma. ”

The uncle seemed to know the driver, and both sides often joked: "Don't scare me, I'm afraid. ”

“I'm serious. The eastern suburbs have been particularly messy lately. Watch the news for yourself. ”

“What news? I'm running. ”

“Don't be serious, the police also found out in the morning..." Uncle said halfway and the communication stopped.

“Find out what?” The driver filmed the walkie-talkie: “Why is it broken at this time? ”

It wasn't much, but the chauffeur's heart got worse when he was told by the walkie-talkie.

The car slowed down and he took out his phone and searched it.

There have been several recent cases in the eastern suburbs, which I suppose held a glance at, and soon his eyes were drawn to a piece of news - the adopted child fled his adoptive father's home and the body was found in the eastern suburbs of Linjiang Road.

“Isn't Linjiang Road the way I am now?” The driver ordered the news and the photo in his eyes made him feel a little familiar: “The child...”

As if frozen, the driver slowly raised his head and peered through the rear-view mirror at the little boy sitting in the back row.

Chen Gong squeezed right next to the child, and he glanced at the black bag the child was holding on to: "What's in the bag? I think you were looking for something on the side of the road before you got in the car. ”

The child laughed at Chen Song and threw up a word a moment later: "We're almost there, we're just one hand away. ”