The urge to hold back the urine gushed out again, wetting the cuffs of his pants, and the temperature quickly disappeared, making him feel a burst of coldness.

didn't dare to turn back, Gong Xiongyuan ran directly. The streetlight sped behind him, he had never realized that he could run so fast.

The physical strength of sitting in the office for a long time forced him to stop and hold on to the street lamp to catch his breath.

Not a single car passed along the entire Hanshan road, only the sound of his own heavy breathing.

"Whew, whew,, my pants are wet."

Finally relieved, Gong Xiongyuan was about to walk, but kicked a black clinker bag, where the knot was knotted, and the banana peel inside could be seen.

"Damn, unlucky......."

"It hurts, it hurts."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a familiar voice.

As soon as his feet were soft, Gong Xiongyuan took several steps back and sat on the road.

As soon as he got up, a familiar garbage truck crashed towards Gong Xiongyuan quickly, without the roar of the engine and no lights, as if everything was just an illusion.

"Ahhh

Gong Xiongyuan let out a series of screams as if he was crazy, and his hands and feet narrowly avoided the garbage truck and crashed into the street lamp on the side.

There was a feeling of dizziness from the violent impact, and just before his eyes closed, he saw a woman in her 40s looking coldly at him in the driver's seat of the garbage truck.

By the time Gong Xiongyuan came to his senses, he had already arrived at the hospital. And the final conclusion, of course, is excessive drinking.

After saying the matter in one breath, Lan Feng added solemnly: "A few days later, Gong Xiongyuan came to the bar again, we can feel the rich yin qi on his body, he did meet something, uh, you just listen to the story, when I am neurotic, I hope you can tell Peaches, don't go to Hanshan Road." ”

Thanking Lan Feng and seeing the three of them leave, Xie Qiang unconsciously sat in the position where Lan Feng had sat just now.

A woman in her 40s, this made Xie Qiang involuntarily think of Zhang Simei, Hanshan Road is just connected to the alley, is it ......

Looking at the sky, he planned to go to Hanshan Road to find out.

Not far away, Xie Qiang did not take a car, but walked to Hanshan Road.

As soon as I walked to the intersection, I saw a group of people in a circle, constantly talking about something, and through the gap in the crowd, I could vaguely see the feet lying horizontally on the ground.

With a sigh in his heart, Xie Qiang hurriedly walked over.

In the crowd, a man in white clothes and black pants was sitting on the ground sweating profusely, with unconcealed fear in his eyes, and beside him, a woman who was supposed to be his wife was crying and feeding water.

An aunt in the crowd asked the question in Xie Qiang's heart: "Big sister, what's wrong?" ”

"I don't know, we're going to go out, I went back and got something, and he became like this."

The wife's face was full of anxiety, and the people around her began to have all kinds of speculations.

"Sick, aren't you?"

"Could it be that I was hit by a car?"

"I guess it's a sudden illness."

……

Under the care of his wife, the man gradually recovered, and the gossip around him made the fear in the man's eyes subside a lot, and he took his wife's hand and stood up.

"Binbin, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, let's go back."

"Let's go to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine, go back, thank you."

The man greeted politely and stopped his wife from walking quickly to the neighborhood not far away.

Just when everyone thought that the matter was over and was about to disperse, the man suddenly let out a miserable scream and ran back with his wife in a hurry.

The man who returned to the crowd gasped for breath, and the people around him looked at the two of them inexplicably.

"What's going on?"

"yes, why did you run back?"

In the face of everyone's inquiries, his wife shook her head blankly: "I, I don't know." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on the man, the man's mouth opened and closed, and finally he shook his head, looking at the way with fear.

On the way to the community, there is a garbage can, because it can't be placed, and there is a black plastic bag on the side of the garbage can. With Xie Qiang's eyesight, he could see something like hair on the plastic bag.

The man was frightened by this plastic bag, which is probably the supernatural that Gong Xiongyuan encountered.

Xie Qiang didn't move, and waited until the man was put into the ambulance and the crowd dispersed, and then slowly walked towards the garbage bag.

The garbage bag was about half a person's height, round and full of things, and the hair that was peeking out of the damage was indeed hair.

Although he didn't hear a sound, Xie Qiang was still nervous, slowly squatting down, and untied the rope sleeve of the garbage bag.

The garbage was filled too much, and the moment it was untied, it fell directly to the side, and suddenly a few bloody sanitary napkins and cut hair were scattered on the ground.

Looking at the garbage on the ground, Xie Qiang was directly stunned.

"Ah, rascal."

Turning his head to look, at the door of the barber shop not far away, several girls were pointing with red faces, seeing that the barber with scissors was ready to move, Xie Qiang stood up and left without hesitation.

"Grass, grass, it's been moldy for eight lifetimes."

While scolding and leaving, he couldn't cry or laugh at this time, even if there was a corpse inside, it wouldn't make him feel so embarrassed, and his face seemed to be about to burn.

The pace was too hurried, Xie Qiang didn't notice the garbage truck in front of him, and he didn't wake up until someone stopped in front of him.

The sudden action startled the middle-aged woman who was about to throw out the garbage, glanced at Xie Qiang strangely, threw the garbage into the garbage truck, and walked away muttering.

Xie Qiang saw that there was a green and white-covered garbage truck parked next to him, the car was not big, and it was covered with dirt. As Gong Xiongyuan said, there was no one in the car and no lights were turned on.

Stretched out his hand and knocked on the carriage, and there was a "knock" sound, but he didn't hear the so-called cry of pain.

"Am I too strong?"

Xie Qiang began to be narcissistic, simply walked to the roadside bench and sat down, waiting for the change of the garbage truck.

Maybe God was joking with him, and after waiting for more than an hour, a middle-aged man drove away the garbage truck directly, and looked at him with strange eyes when he left.

Watching the garbage truck go away, Xie Qiang stood up and sighed: "Uncle, what ......." ”

The sound stopped abruptly, and just where the garbage truck had stopped, a black plastic bag lay across the road.

Xie Qiang glanced at it, and was already hopeless, at this time, a black car came from far and near, and it didn't seem to see the garbage bag on the ground, and the wheels pressed directly on.

The bumps of the body were visible to the naked eye, and continuous screams came out of the garbage bag.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

The car stopped, a man opened the door, he clearly heard the voice, his face was already pale, and he was about to go over to check, when the co-pilot suddenly burst out of a man and let out a terrible scream.

"Can't go, there's a ghost."