It takes more than an hour to travel from the station to Xingwang Village, which is not far, but has a large traffic flow in the city.

Bao Pengcheng told me that this is already a short and long distance in their industry, and it is a night shift.

If you run this, you can add 1,200 yuan a month to your basic salary, that is, you can have 5 or 6,000 a month.

This is a high salary for a 212-year-old, especially in this small third-tier city.

Xingwang Village used to be a very generous village, but later the village chief heard that he ran away after embezzlement.

It also swept away a lot of people's money, so all of a sudden they all became poor.

Along the way, Bao Pengcheng was also telling me something he knew.

As the distance to Xingwang Village got closer, a large number of villagers began to get on the bus.

Some of them carried baskets of vegetables, some of them carried large buckets, and it seemed that they were selling fish.

After leaving the city, few people get on the bus.

Perhaps it was a busy day's work, and these simple villagers also closed their eyes and took a nap.

After a while, the car drove to a deserted place, and in front of it was a turn.

An old man with a towel wrapped around his head stood there waving.

After letting him get into the car, he sat in the passenger seat.

"Young man, I'll smoke a cigarette, okay?"

"It's okay, uncle, you can smoke."

Through the rearview mirror, I saw beads of sweat the size of beans on Bao Pengcheng's forehead.

I didn't care and kept driving.

Faintly, a wide lake appeared not far ahead, which should be the reservoir.

"Young man, drive slowly, this place is not easy to walk."

The old man kindly reminded him.

Not so easy to walk? A pun?

Although the road surface is potholed, it is not excessive.

After slowing down, I asked the old man if there was an accident in the vicinity.

The old man told me that he had gone into the reservoir several times, and he had not seen anyone alive or dead.

"Then why do you just drive it into the water?"

"What else is going on, I've hit a ghost."

"Can there be ghosts in this world?"

"Young man, my old man is not scaring you, the reservoir in front is haunted, if you hear or see something when you get there, drive slowly, our carload of people's lives are in your hands."

"Got it, uncle."

I kept the speed at about fifteen to twenty miles.

Just around the turn of that garage, there was a puddle in front of me, and Uncle suddenly slapped me on the arm.

As soon as I let go of my arm, the steering wheel suddenly tilted, and I quickly stepped on the brakes.

After a pause in the carriage, the passengers above all cursed in dialect.

It's ugly anyway.

"I'm sorry, there's a puddle in front, and my uncle slapped me, I'm really embarrassed."

Hearing me say this, the passenger didn't say anything, and sat back safely, but a few people said that I had a brain disease and should really be treated.

Twenty minutes later, Xingwang Village arrived.

It's really hard here, and the houses are shabby.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village, and as soon as I took out the cigarette in my pocket and smoked it, Bao Pengcheng, who was sitting in the back, walked up with a cower.

"What's wrong, Xiaobao? Isn't it nothing? ”

"God... Celestial Master, who were you talking to when you were driving just now? ”

"What?"

I turned pale and asked again, "What do you mean?" ”

"When you were on the road just now, you kept talking to yourself, and you said that the uncle slapped you, but I didn't see anyone sitting next to you at all, you kept talking to the seat next to you."

"Impossible, right? When I said that my uncle slapped me, many people didn't speak. ”

"But they're all saying you've got your brain burned out."

Looking at Bao Pengcheng's appearance, it doesn't look like he's lying, is the uncle just now really a dirty thing?

I'm a little panicked, I didn't bring anything with me this time, if I touch something dirty......

I didn't dare to think any further, so I hurriedly started the car and prepared to leave.

But no matter how hard I tried to fire, I couldn't hit it.

The more I couldn't fight, the more anxious I became.

"God... Heavenly Master, look at the car... The front of the car. ”

Looking at Bao Pengcheng's hand, an old lady stood in front of the car with a basket.

Her face was pale, and she was still banging on the window with her hands, very mechanically.

At that time, the cold sweat on my forehead came down, where did the old lady come from in this wilderness?

But after thinking about it, the old man Bao Pengcheng couldn't see it just now, but now he can see it, so it means that this old lady is not a ghost?

I opened the car door: "What's wrong?" ”

The wrinkles on the old lady's face were so heavy that they almost overlapped.

"Young man, I forgot your thing in the car."

After the old lady got into the car, she got out of the car with a cabbage and left.

I breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, only to find that Bao Pengcheng was already slumped in the carriage, his crotch wet.

"God... Heavenly Master, what the person took down from the car just now was a human head. ”

"Head?"

When I looked back, the old lady was gone.

It's too weird, although the countryside is dark, but it won't go so fast.

"Hurry up."

I cursed and lit the fire.

With a roar of the engine, it caught fire.

I was already in a cold sweat on my back, and my hands holding the steering wheel were shaking.

After turning the front of the car, my heart was completely cold.

Where is there a way back? It turned out that all of them were graves one by one.

Next to the reservoir, on the water, a bus floats on it.

There were two people in the car.

Looking closely, my heart was in my throat, it was me, and the other was Bao Pengcheng.

We......

"Get out of the car."

I said in a resolute tone.

But at this time, the door could not be opened, and the car was still running uncontrollably into the reservoir.

You're paralyzed.

In a fit of rage, I kicked on the door glass.

Then jumped out of the window.

Plop -

I fell straight into the water.

And the car, however, plunged directly into the water and sank in an instant.

I wiped a handful of water from my face, and just as I was about to swim to shore, I felt something grab my ankle.

It was so powerful that it had to pull me underwater several times.

I grabbed the aquatic plants next to the reservoir hard, not daring to let go at all.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt a lot less strain on my ankles.

Climbing up from the water, I lay on the shore gasping for air.

When I looked back, the car on the water was gone, and the grave on the road was gone.

I rubbed my eyes, and it was gone.

When I got up from the ground, my face turned white immediately.

The No. 44 bus that had just been buried in the water was still parked on the road, and Bao Pengcheng was still sitting in the co-pilot, looking at me with a frightened face......