Chapter 5: Night Run

Regarding the supernatural incident that occurred on the No. 330 bus in the western suburbs of Beijing, the folk spread very widely, and the story has evolved into many versions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This story is roughly about 95 years, a 330 bus from the Summer Palace to Xiangshan at night, because it is the last train, there is only one young man and an old lady in her sixties, plus the driver and the conductor, there are only four people in total. When the car arrived at Beigongmen Station, three more people came up, but the middle one seemed to be drunk, and was carried by two other men in black, got on the bus, and sat side by side in a pseudo-seat in front of the car. After the car started, the old man suddenly sat down next to the young man in the back row, and quarreled with the young man, not to say that the young man took his wallet, no matter how the young man argued, the old man insisted that the young man took it.

The old man shouted to the driver to stop, and he had to drag the young man out of the car to go to the police station, but the driver saw that the two people could not get a result from arguing, and he couldn't persuade him, so he opened the car door. The two got off the bus, and the bus slowly drove in the direction of Xiangshan. When the young man was complaining that the old man had framed him, the old man sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Young man, I saved your life." The young man who said this was inexplicable, and the old man continued, "You didn't pay attention to the three people who got on the car just now, they are all ghosts, and the one in the middle has no legs, and they are floating up." ”

That night, the 330 bus did not reach the main station in Xiangshan. The next day, people found the bus by the Miyun Reservoir, more than 200 miles away from Xiangshan, and the driver and conductor on the bus were dead, and the body was highly decomposed, not by any means like it had just died.

This story was widely circulated in the late 90s and the beginning of the new millennium, and the convoy and the Municipal Public Security Bureau all came out to refute the rumors once, but I don't know whether it was the more the rumors were refuted, the more or other factors, and soon there was no official voice, and there was no more waves. And in folklore, many other versions have evolved, from two passengers in the car to six, from two people on the rack of a man, to an old lady on the rack, it was very lively for a while.

But this case, more precisely, a series of events, in which I was the real participant, unlike folklore, the real events are less horrific but definitely thought-provoking.

The beginning of the incident was not in '95, but in the autumn of '91. That year, there was very little rain in Beijing in the summer, and many parks and lakes were at the bottom, but in order to ensure industrial production, the water at home was often cut off during the day, so the memory is very deep. In autumn, it rained a few times for three or four days, not only the lake was full, but some suburbs were not well drained, and floods were also caused.

A few days after the rain passed, the Cao team came to my house, in 88 years, the Cao team was promoted to the deputy captain of the criminal police brigade, if it wasn't for his too straight personality, usually less drill camp, a year ago it was very likely to be promoted to a regular position. But as a result, he became very busy, and rarely came to my courtyard to hang out. This time, there is no trouble with eighty percent.

Sure enough, after a few words, Team Cao turned to the topic. "Chang, let me tell you something rare, do you know the disappearance of the 360 bus?" I said in my heart, this person is different when he becomes an official, he used to beg you for a favor, but now he is to hang your appetite first, waiting for you to take the bait.

"Don't beat around the bush, Team Cao, what's the need, can't you just finish it at any time?" I didn't look at him either, and replied.

"Don't bury me, this matter is really not simple, you listen and see if I should make a trip. ”

It turned out that just before those autumn rains, on a midsummer evening in July, something strange happened to the last train of the No. 360 bus from the zoo to Xiangshan. The last train from the zoo to Xiangshan, the car that departed at ten o'clock, generally arrived at Xiangshan Station at more than eleven o'clock, but the dispatch room of Xiangshan waited until twelve o'clock, and did not see the car.

Afraid that the car would break down halfway, the team arranged a maintenance car, drove out from Xiangshan, looked for it all the way, and arrived at the zoo, but did not see the bus. The convoy panicked and called the police station, and overnight, hundreds of police officers checked along the line, but they didn't see the shadow of the car. The point is that apart from the driver and the conductor, I don't know how many passengers are in the car?

Early the next morning, the Cao team led people to check all the forks of the line again, but still found nothing. The clueless scouts had no choice but to use the clumsy method of dividing into two teams, one to visit the family members and friends of the missing driver and the conductor, and the other to visit their colleagues.

In the 330 team, the Cao team interrogated each sales person, and although no direct clues were found, some interesting rumors were found.

Sister Zhong is in her fifties and is the dispatcher of the team. It may be the nature of this work, the reason for the long-term work, it is more than 150 pounds, but as soon as they chatted, Team Cao found out that Sister Zhong is a person with excellent memory and meticulous work.

Sister Zhong is very familiar with what has happened in the team in the past year, and she never forgets every detail, and she keeps talking about the bamboo tube pouring beans, although it also makes Team Cao have a headache, but she still gets useful information.

About a month ago, Sister Zhong discovered a strange phenomenon, the last train from the zoo to Xiangshan is always late, at first ten minutes, fifteen minutes, and later twenty minutes to half an hour in the evening.

Sister Zhong found that no matter who the driver of the last train was, there was a situation where it was late, but it was just a matter of how late it was and how little it was. Sister Zhong asked these drivers privately, and the drivers all said that there were no accidents on the road, and there was no delay, and they didn't even know how late they were. It stands to reason that there are not many passengers on and off the last train, and there is no traffic jam, so the delay is a bit incomprehensible. In addition, this delay only occurred in the flight from the zoo to Xiangshan, and the trip from Xiangshan to the zoo was on time. But the delay of the last train had no impact on the vehicle scheduling of the team, so Sister Zhong buried her doubts in her heart and didn't take it too seriously.

Team Cao has handled a lot of cases, and his intuition has become more and more sensitive, and after listening to Sister Zhong's chatter, he vaguely felt that there would be a bit of a doorway inside, so he hurriedly asked Sister Zhong to take the dispatch record. Sure enough, as Sister Zhong said, the score is exactly the same.

Team Cao immediately found the driver of the last train of the convoy and learned in detail. Indeed, the driver is not clear about the reason for the delay, but everyone has a feeling that when the car drives through Minzhuang Station and passes by the tomb of Ruiwang, people will suddenly be very sleepy, and several drivers even admit that they have fallen asleep for a short time. And the section of the road from Ruiwang Tomb to Wan'an Cemetery, often the street lights are broken, and the headlights of the car flash from time to time, as if the battery power supply is insufficient, and after this section it returns to normal. Therefore, the driver will subconsciously slow down on this section of the road, and the delay may be related to this, but it is still impossible to delay for ten or twenty minutes.

After chatting with the drivers, Team Cao can basically determine that the problem is on the road from Minzhuang to Wan'an Cemetery, and the disappearance of the last train is likely to be related to this road.

After listening to Team Cao's narration, I already have a general understanding of my psychology. Every autumn, I always have to climb Xiangshan several times, and I often walk that part of the road.

In the early 90s, Beijing had not yet built the Fourth Ring Road, and when Banjinger came out, there were large areas of farmland on both sides of the road, and it was pitch black at night. To the west of Ruiwang's tomb, the two sides of the road are no longer poplars, but a water of ash, which is decades old and much taller than ordinary willows. Many street lamp poles are interspersed between the willow trees, and when the wind blows at night, the willow swayes, and the lights are not so bright, and the flickering light is a little frightening.

King Rui's tomb is Jiaqing's four sons Mianxin, and the ancestral hall on the tomb is also carved beams and paintings, a few in and a few out. There are hundreds of people in six families looking after them. But in the past three years, the warlord dug it up, and later the unfilial descendants of Mianxin demolished the tomb, and sold the stones, wood, bricks, and even trees, which can be regarded as the ultimate use of the blessings of the ancestors.

But what really makes people curious is the cause of Mianxin's death. Mianxin was only twenty-four years old when he died, and the official history says that he died of a violent illness, which is normal for the common early death of the royal family at the end of the Qing Dynasty, but if I tell you that the hereditary second generation of Rui Wang Yizhi also died violently at the age of twenty-four, everyone will definitely realize its abnormality.

Mianxin is recognized as one of the Jiaqing heirs who has learned and accomplished, and Emperor Jiaqing has praised him many times in public as "the moth technique of the curtain, ten years of research." (Moth art out of the "Book of Rites", which means diligent study.) Of course, a prince who received such an evaluation did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse, and his later violent death could not help but be reminiscent of the steady and bloody palace fight. But the violent death of his son Yizhi, who was also twenty-four years old, cannot be explained by Gong Dou.

The place in the tomb of King Rui, feng shui said that it is a hidden dragon in the abyss, a rare auspicious soil. A small river gathers from the mountain spring in the west mountain, winds to the east, and is clear to the bottom. The west is surrounded by mountains, it is the appearance of the dragon and the tiger, the east is a horse and a flat river, the weather is thousands, just say feng shui, there is indeed a share of the emperor's spirit. But what Mianxin didn't know was that there was an underground river under his tomb, and the amount of water far exceeded that of the small river on the ground.

The person who surveyed the tomb was a master of this, and the statue of the hidden dragon was right, but the intention of setting the tomb on the flowing water of the underground river was very sinister. The flowing water takes away the fortune and foundation of the tomb owner, and even the blessing of the descendants will not be spared. Mianxin's heart must have had the idea of wrongdoing, and regardless of the prince of Jiansheng Mound violating the taboo, it must be this hidden dragon's lair.

I never thought that greedy for a lifetime just fell into a feng shui trap, not only taking my own life, but also leaving disaster to future generations.

From the tomb of King Rui to the west, there are many cemeteries of literati and eunuchs in the Ming and Qing dynasties, which extend to the foot of the West Mountain. In the meantime, Wan'an Cemetery is the most famous, it has been built in the thirties, it is the earliest cemetery in Beijing, Li Dazhao, Duan Qirui and a number of other celebrities are buried here, it is also a treasure of feng shui that hides the wind and gathers qi, and it is close to the West Mountain, and the terrain is higher than that of Wan'an Cemetery. (To be continued.) )