At this moment, my impression of Feng Po was completely overturned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I think what Uncle in a suit said is very reasonable, people can't be good-looking, I must remember not to trust Feng Po too much.

When I returned to the rented hotel in the city, my dad called me out of the blue.

"Akiko, are you busy these days?"

I said, "Don't be busy, Dad, do you have something?"

"Tomorrow is your grandmother's seven-seven, if you have time, come back." After my dad finished speaking, I hummed and hung up the phone with each other.

Qiqi is said to be the last day that the soul will remain in this world, and I think I should say goodbye to my grandmother.

The next day, the uncle in the suit stayed here, and I myself took the car back to the city, and when I arrived at home, I packed up my things, went straight to the cemetery with my family, and burned some paper money for my grandmother.

I had a meal at home in the afternoon, and since there was not enough housing in my hometown in the countryside, I took the bus back to my rental house.

This is an urban village, not far from the platform of the No. 14 bus, the No. 14 bus of the day shift is the most advanced electric drive, and the driver also knows me, when he saw me get on the bus, he asked me with a smile: Xiao Liu, where have you been going these days?

I smiled and said, "No, I'm busy going back to my hometown." Then I asked casually: By the way, Master Zhang, I haven't been here for the past two days, who drove the last train on No. 14?

The driver said: It's all driven by Lao Chen, and he has been suffocated for the past two days, and he wants to find someone to drink with every day, haha.

I laughed twice and sat down.

After getting off the bus at the stop in the urban village, the sky had already darkened, and the street lights on the street were all on.

I really hope that one day, I can hold her little hand and walk quietly under the street lamp, no matter the raindrops are falling, or the snow is falling, just keep walking.

I ate something casually at a small stall on the side of the road, returned to my rental room, and lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, after all, I was used to staying up late, and I couldn't sleep at once, so I got up and went to the square to watch those aunts dance square dance.

Before I knew it, at about twelve o'clock in the evening, the square dancers, the stalls, and even the young lovers of the field had gone home, and the lights in the square were all extinguished, and I got up and prepared to go back to the rental house.

When I went home from the square, I had to pass through the No. 14 bus stop, which is the station in the urban village, and when I passed by the platform, I wanted not to wait here, and when I saw Chen Wei, I said hello to him?

But after thinking about it, I originally said that I had something to ask for leave, and if I came back halfway and didn't go to work, it would have a bad impact, so after thinking about it, I would better go home directly.

But as soon as I thought about it, before I could leave, I heard the familiar sound of swaying in the distance, which I was too familiar with, the dilapidated last train of No. 14, as if it was about to fall apart when it started.

I was in a hurry, looked left and right, and quickly found a relatively thick tree on the side of the road, and hid behind the tree, my little heart was pounding, and my heart said that it was fortunate that it was not discovered by Chen Wei.

The moment the No. 14 bus drove in front of me, my eyes widened and I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore!

Who is the driver of the last train on the 14th!!

I saw him stop the bus in front of the stop sign and said to the passengers who got on the bus: Please put coins on the bus.

My face was full of horror, I felt like an electric shock, I stretched out my hands, kept touching my face, kept pinching my flesh, I was afraid that I was hallucinating.

Because the driver of the last train of No. 14 in front of me turned out to be me!

As soon as the last train of No. 14 left, I rushed out from behind the trunk of the tree, looked at the last train of No. 14 in the distance, and shouted: This is impossible! It's impossible!

I held my head in my hands, I only felt a chill down my spine, and I even began to turn my head around suspiciously, I felt that in the darkness around me, there were countless pairs of eyes, staring at me strangely!

Chen Wei once said that no matter how dilapidated the last train of No. 14 is, it must be driven, and if it does not go down, something will happen.

And I took a few days off, but when I came back today, I was surprised to find that in the days I left, the driver of the last train on No. 14 was still me!

Who is that me?

I remembered what the old grandson said when he went crazy before he died.

He kept saying that there were two people in the village, one alive and one dead.

I thought I was the living man and the uncle in the suit was the dead man!

I looked down at my trembling hands and muttered, "Could it be that I'm already dead?" What I just saw was my own soul?

Or is it that I am the soul at this time, and the person who drove the last train of No. 14 just now is just my corpse?

Is it me that the dead man that the old grandson said before he died?

At this point, a bigger problem arises. Chen Wei is definitely not a simple person! Not even a living person at all! There are so many secrets in him!

I was terrified to the extreme, I felt that my nerves were about to collapse, I really couldn't bear it, at this moment I squatted on the ground and held my head and sobbed: Ge Yu, I just want to be with you, I don't want to cause so many troubles...

On the way home, my body kept shaking, I couldn't control my body at all, my nerves became very sensitive, the side of the road was slightly windy, I immediately turned my head to look, a wild cat passed by me, meowed, scared me almost squatted on the ground.

I'm not a timid person, but my nerves are really like the bowstrings of a full moon, and if the pressure is a little greater, it is very likely to collapse instantly.

As I walked back to the urban village, I suddenly remembered the old man with a bloody face who had taken my bus, and I had bandaged his wounds, and he said that I would need his help in the future, and he lived in the urban village.

Thinking about it like this, I immediately came to my senses, gritted my teeth and told myself: Don't try to scare Lao Tzu! For Ge Yu, fight!

A person's body can be tired, but his heart cannot be tired, and if his heart dies, he will die. I had to give myself the courage to cheer myself up.

The next day, I wandered around the urban village, looking for the old man with a bloody face, but no matter how I searched, I couldn't find it, and the uncle in the suit called me, urging me to go back tonight, and find a way to sneak into Feng Po's house when the time came.

I found the afternoon, but I didn't find the old man, I thought to myself, when I was done with the affairs of Sanghuai Village, I would come back and look for him carefully.

Pack up my things and go straight to Sanghuai Village, on the way I told myself, damn it, people are dead, who is afraid of whom!

It was already evening when I arrived at Sanghuai Village, and this time, the uncle in the suit kept an eye on it, and he said to me: Feng Po rides a tricycle every night from the small dirt road in the southeast of the village out of the village, and then goes to the town to buy things, I rented a room on that necessary road, let's keep an eye on it tonight!

What do I say?

"After Feng Po leaves the village, there may be an hour gap before you return to Sanghuai Village, and within this hour, you sneak into Feng Po's house and rummage carefully to see if there is anything weird."

I said, why don't you go? Besides, I don't have the key to Feng Po's house.

The uncle in the suit said: You don't need a key, there is a threshold under the door of her house, you tear down the threshold, climb in from below, and then install the threshold when you come out.

The green tile houses in the countryside have this kind of threshold, and the history is long, the earliest saying is from ancient times, when the war was raging, the corpses were everywhere, and the corpses often happened, and when they slept at night, there were zombies jumping into the house to pounce on people.

Later, people learned to be smart and knew that zombies were going to jump, so they added a threshold more than a foot high in front of the house, and no matter how much the zombies jumped, they couldn't jump into the house, so they had to leave.

I thought about it for a while, and finally nodded, because I really wanted to see Ge Yu, and I missed her so much.

After nightfall, I hid with my uncle in a suit at the window on the second floor, and saw from a distance that Feng Po came out of the small dirt road in the village on a tricycle, and we both stared down at the same time.

Through the dim street lamp, the two of us could see clearly that Feng Po's hands at this time were all dry as chicken feet!

I whispered: I found out! When Feng Po left the village, both palms were normal, but when she rode a tricycle and pulled the wooden box back, her left hand would become full and plump, like the hands of a woman in her thirties!

The uncle in the suit said: Yes, that's it, you sneak into Feng Po's house now, and I'll follow Feng Po and see where she goes on a tricycle.