After getting into the taxi, I instantly felt a lot warmer, although I was already sweating profusely, but it was a cold sweat that was scared out, in fact, I had just stood on the side of the road, and there was a cold wind blowing all the time.

There is a Buddha statue on the driver's platform of the taxi, and it is estimated that this brother can enter and exit safely here, and it is inseparable from this Buddha statue.

The driver was a self-cook, and he might have looked at my bad face, so he smiled and asked me:

"You're still a student, why are you running to this suburb so late?"

I thought about it, and didn't intend to tell him the truth that I came here for no reason, so I lied and said:

"Well, I was in high school, and I came here to play with my classmates, but I lost track of the time. ”

The driver shook his head and smiled, and said:

"You students, you really don't have a score, how dangerous this place is at night, other sports car peers are not willing to come here to pick up customers, that is, I have a thick life, hahaha. ”

I was stunned by what the driver said, and I couldn't help but get nervous again, thinking of the funeral home just now, the five dead people in front of the bus stop, and the hearse coming and going, if it weren't for this taxi, I really don't know what to do tonight.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel grateful to this driver, and quickly said sincerely:

"Thanks to you today, uncle. ”

The driver saw me thank him, and he was in a good mood, and his mouth couldn't help but talk about things, at first I just listened casually, and when he said the strange events here, I couldn't help but prick up my ears.

"Young man, if you want to say the street you stood on just now, it used to be a famous village, I heard our father say, this village is said to have been inhabited by 10,000 people in its heyday, and the history of the village is a thousand years, but it's a pity that ......."

When the driver said this, he stopped talking, and I hurriedly asked:

"What is a pity?"

Just as I was asking, the taxi braked hard and stopped, and I almost hit my head on the glass.

I turned my head to see what was happening in front of me, but when I saw that the car had already driven to the door of my community, my dad and my mom stopped the taxi, looking worried.

I was in such a hurry!

On the one hand, what the driver said, it is very likely that I have been investigating Wanhu Village, but he said that he didn't say anything halfway, on the other side is my parents, they are worried about me, they are going to come to the car door, if I insist on sitting in the car to ask the driver, then the things I secretly investigate will be known by my parents, I don't want to involve my parents because of this matter.

I sat in the passenger seat left and right, and glanced at the middle-aged uncle with a hearty smile, while my dad had already opened the car door.

"Xiang Nan, why don't you get out of the car, your mother is dying, come down quickly......"

I had no choice but to pack up and get out of the car, and my parents looked at me with a worried look and asked questions, saying that I would call the police if I didn't come back.

I thought to myself, how did my parents know that I was coming back in the car?

I didn't ask in detail, because since someone came home in my place, it was natural that this person could also pretend to be me to inform my parents.

I looked at the house behind my parents in horror and secretly clenched my fist.

At this time, the taxi driver next to me said with a smile:

"Haha, the kid has sent you back, hurry up and settle the fare, I still have to run a car." ”

My dad reacted at this time, and quickly and sincerely thanked the driver for a long time, and then took out a hundred to me, saying that I would personally hand it to the driver.

It was exactly what I wanted, and I was thinking about asking for his business card, and I would have to talk to him about the village when I had time.

I bent down and handed the money through the passenger window, and said with a smile:

"Uncle, give you money, you ......"

I was about to talk about the contact information, but when I saw the driver's face, I was stunned for a moment.

Because, I saw that there was a black mist floating on his forehead, exactly the same as Li Yang's, this black mist symbolizing death appeared again!

When the driver saw that my face was wrong, he asked me:

"What's wrong with the boy, have something to say?"

Came back to his senses and shook his head, now that my parents are present, I can't tell him about the black fog, so I have to persuade him:

"Uncle, it's so late today, don't be in danger, you better go home early and rest. ”

The driver laughed twice, didn't care what I said, handed me fifty yuan and said:

"I said fifty in advance, I won't take much, give. ”

"No need uncle, you take it, the main thing is that you must pay attention to safety......"

When the two of us were in the car, I accidentally hit the Buddha statue on the bridge with my hand and arm, and the Buddha statue fell to the ground with a "bang".

Is this all predestined?

I looked at the broken Buddha statue in disbelief, and then at the driver who was getting darker and thicker with a black mist on his forehead, and my heart was full of guilt and helplessness.

The driver looked at the broken Buddha statue and was stunned for a moment, then laughed twice and said:

"Hahaha, this thing is really cheap and not good, okay, I'm leaving, young man. ”

After saying that, the front of the car turned, and in the blink of an eye, the car disappeared from my field of vision as if it had been swallowed up by the night.

I only noted that his license plate was 1422.

My parents thought I was sick, and I couldn't resist it, so I had to say that I had a cold and wanted to sleep, so I ran to the room and locked myself up.

What happened today proves one thing again, I have been haunted by an evil spirit, and this evil spirit is not necessarily a little devil.

The evil spirit first took me to the funeral home, returned home in my place, and informed my parents of my whereabouts.

And the oral description of the driver near the funeral parlor is very similar to the ruins of Wanhu Village.

This series of fragments of information tells me that this evil spirit first wants me to go somewhere or to Wanhu Village, and that he is going home in my place to warn me that he is threatening my family at any time.

And anyone who leaks information about Wanhu Village will be in danger of his life.

Of course, this is just my conjecture, in addition to the driver who has a black mist on his forehead, there is also the mysterious owner of the sticker bar, I really hope they are fine.

There were so many things that I lay in bed and fell asleep before I knew it.

The next morning, my mom woke me up for breakfast, and my dad took the remote control to the morning news channel, and just after changing the station, the three of us stopped chopsticks almost at the same time.

The announcer said crisply:

"Today's Express News, in the early hours of last night, a taxi driver with a license plate number of 1442 overturned on the overpass, the owner is 38 years old, and the hospital rescue failed to save his life, the police are currently investigating, and contact the owner's family ......"

My mom pointed to the TV and asked:

"Xiao Nan, isn't this the car that took you home yesterday?"

I sighed and nodded without speaking, and my parents both lamented that human life is small and good people are pity.

As someone who knew the death date of others in advance, I really didn't know what to say, and this kind of helpless pain may only be experienced by myself.

After eating, I suddenly thought that last night, it seemed that there was a message in the little devil's WeChat group.

I was so tired yesterday that I fell asleep and forgot to flip it, but today I opened it and saw that there were already a lot of unread messages, including Su Chunxiao's private messages.

I clicked on Su Chunxiao's private message first, and she said:

"Xiangnan, did you sleep?"

"What should I do, this time it's Qin Yong, I really want to help him, but I'm so scared, I'm afraid of everyone in the class. ”

Seeing Su Chunxiao's private message, I probably guessed something, it should be the little devil who named Qin Yong.

I hurriedly clicked on the WeChat group, jumped away from the dense nonsense, and directly looked for the information of the little devil.

After rummaging for a long time and finally finding it, the little devil said:

"On Sunday's game, I randomly named one person to do it, and after completing the task, I will send a red envelope of 800 yuan. ”

"This game is completed by Qin Yong!"

"The game is about: lose what matters most to yourself!"

"Finish: Until 12 p.m. on Sunday!"