When the driver's uncle was waiting for the red light, he took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message in their group chat.

He had just sent Chen Ge to Huaihua Lane, and he had heard ghost stories all the way, and now he was so panicked that he couldn't do it.

"The car is equipped with a dash cam, a positioning system, and a protective fence, so there should be no accidents." The driver's uncle has a lot of eyes, and deliberately speaks loudly when sending the voice, so that the passengers in the back seat can also hear it clearly.

"It's been a bit chaotic at night these last few days, you should pay more attention."

"Okay."

The green light turned on, and the driver's uncle put his phone aside and started the taxi.

The scenery on both sides is rapidly receding, and there are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.

The driver's uncle quietly glanced at the passengers in the back row from the rearview mirror, who was not very tall, wearing a black sweatshirt on his upper body and a light red shirt inside.

The man hurriedly ran into the car, and after telling him where he was going, he didn't open his mouth again.

What's even more strange is that he didn't take off the sweatshirt and hat he wore on top of his head after entering the car, because he could only see half of his face clearly because of the angle.

"Brother, we are more particular about running night trains, and we generally don't go to that place." The driver's uncle didn't know the bottom of his heart, and began to ramble: "But since I let you get in the car, I will definitely not charge you more money, but I can only send you to that vicinity, and you need to walk one or two hundred meters inside, do you think it's okay?" ”

He was like this when he first picked up Chen Ge, he was very timid, and he began to plan the route to leave before he arrived at the place, and when the passengers got off the car, he turned around and ran.

"No, I'm just going to pick up something, my home is in the city." The man raised his head, but he couldn't hear anything wrong from his voice: "You go, leave me alone at the door of the crematorium, how can I take a taxi when I come back after picking up my things?" How can there be a taxi running to the crematorium to solicit customers on a big night? ”

The driver, Lao Zhang, thought about it and pondered that what the passenger said made sense.

"You send me to me, and then send it back, two car fares back and forth, isn't it better than you running back with an empty car?"

was said by the passengers, Lao Zhang was a little tempted, why not make more money if he could make more money.

If it was before, he would definitely agree, mainly because after carrying Chen Ge, he had a psychological shadow, and he was careful about everything: "It's okay, but I'll wait for you at the intersection, and you will come back to me after you finish picking up your things." ”

"Cheng, as long as you don't waste time." The male passenger in the back seat had his hands in his pockets and looked like he was very talkative.

"There is nothing abnormal about this person except that he is wearing a hat all the time, and he feels a lot more reliable than the guy who went on a date on an abandoned campus."

Lao Zhang muttered in his mouth, saying that there are so many taxis running night trains in Jiujiang, so you can't let yourself encounter any strange things, right?

The probability of encountering that psychopath twice in a row is low enough, and it should be time to do the math.

He tried all sorts of reasons in his mind to comfort himself, but the hand holding the steering wheel was still sweating.

The car drove very fast, and it only took ten minutes to drive out of the old town and towards the crematorium located on the outskirts.

There are fewer and fewer people on both sides, the lights of the shop signs are no longer visible, and only Lao Zhang's taxi is left on the highway.

"It's coming."

The driver's uncle peeked at the passengers from the rearview mirror from time to time, and the other party stayed in the seat honestly, and seemed to have not moved the whole way.

"Please drive a little further, you don't have to send it to the door, just get a little closer." The rear passenger has a soft voice and has the feeling of inhaling as he speaks.

There was no light to be seen for nearly 100 meters around, and today the place was exceptionally quiet, and the taxi was moving slowly on the concrete pavement, like a moving black coffin.

"Just stop here." The night breeze blew in through the car window, and Lao Zhang grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, a little uneasy.

"Okay, give me two minutes."

"Car money!"

"I'll give it back when I get back." The passenger in the back seat said lightly, and his voice seemed to have changed somehow.

"You ...... man"

Lao Zhang wanted to get out of the car and reason with the other party, he was afraid that the passengers would escape, but when he thought of leaving the car and going outside, he flinched again: "What the hell, I ran to the crematorium in the middle of the night to find something, is he working here?" ”

The driver's uncle glanced at the time, it was already eleven fifty-six o'clock, and it would be twelve o'clock soon.

"When I meet such guests every day, I always run to some strange places, but I don't have to worry about traffic jams." He watched the passenger walk away briskly, and felt that the man was walking awkwardly, as if he was not used to walking.

The passengers entered the crematorium from the small door, Lao Zhang sat alone in the car, he raised all the windows, and the confined space made him feel more secure.

"It's too slow." After just ten seconds, Lao Zhang couldn't sit still: "Could it be that I met a liar?" Does this guy not want to pay for the car? ”

He pondered for a moment, his expression slowly changed, and he seemed to realize a very bad thing: "The passenger who went to Huaihua Lane seems to have gotten off the bus without giving money!" ”

Chen Ge was going to Huaihua Lane at that time, and there were still fifty or sixty meters away from the mouth of the alley, so Lao Zhang began to urge him to get out of the car, and finally said that he didn't want to drive any further.

When Chen Ge had no choice but to get out of the car and wanted to pay the fare, Lao Zhang had already driven the car more than ten meters away.

Gently afraid of slapping his face, Lao Zhang's face was depressed: "I took over for an hour, I didn't earn a penny, and I took in a few dollars of oil money." Forget it, just think of it as a ruined fortune and eliminate disasters, as long as I can never meet him again in the future, I can give him the car money. ”

Lao Zhang was upset and turned on the music in the car, but the more he listened, the more panicked he became.

Outside is the crematorium, it's dark and very quiet. At this time, there was a sound in the car, and it felt like it was being targeted by something in the dark.

Without finishing a single song, he turned off the music again, grabbed the steering wheel, and looked around.

"Why haven't you come out yet?" It was midnight and early in the morning, and the more the driver thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

He picked up the scraps of talisman paper that had been thrown on the ground, bowed his head, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Coincidentally, when he looked down, his eyes swept over the cushion that the passenger had once made.

There was a not-so-obvious blood stain on the white mat.

"Was there before? I didn't seem to see it when I picked it up. ”

Lao Zhang turned his head to look at the back seat, and suddenly remembered that the passenger was dressed very differently, wearing a sweatshirt on the outside and a light red shirt on the inside.

"The red color of that shirt isn't too uniform, can't it be ......?"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The windows were knocked on, and the passengers stepped out of the crematorium at some point, holding a package covered with a black cloth.

Lao Zhang was frightened and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Something has been found, let's go back the way we came." The passenger's tone was completely different from before, and it seemed that something had changed.

The driver looked at the black package in the passenger's hand through the mirror, rubbed his hand on his clothes, and his palms were already soaked with sweat.