Don't...... Dead yourself?

It was like suddenly opening the plug of a spring, and at that moment, the chill spread from his limbs, Li Xiaoyang's breathing began to become rapid, and the hairs on his body were like fried cats, all erect.

He began to make a "ho-ho" sound in his throat, and his eyes widened and kept looking around.

The feeling of being spied on by countless people is here again, and it is the people on the bus!

This thought flashed through his mind, and there seemed to be fireworks in his head, which exploded in an instant.

"That's not right! Wrong! I'm still alive and well! How can you die? No way, it must not be me! ”

Li Xiaoyang got up from the bed excitedly and walked out of the house quickly, at this time the moon was already hanging high in the sky.

I don't know if it's his delusion, he always feels that today's moon is a little weird white, and the light cast on the ground also exudes a penetrating coldness.

He gasped and left his yard and walked towards the open space where the bus was parked.

It was only about eight o'clock in the evening, and it was still very early according to the usual rest time in the village, but at this time the village fell into a dead silence, and no one, even the barking of dogs, which could be heard at the slightest movement on weekdays, suddenly disappeared.

"What the fuck is going on!"

The great fear made Li Xiaoyang's emotions a little out of control, and he kicked the stone on the ground and kicked the stone several meters away.

"Bang." The dull sound of the stone falling to the ground calmed his mood a little.

He gritted his teeth: "No matter what! Let's go and see if the car is still there! ”

He muttered to himself.

If the car is not there, it means that someone else drove his car out, then he is still alive, and if the car is in ...... The thought flashed back to my head again.

Li Xiaoyang shook his head frantically and threw that absurd idea out of his mind.

No, no, not necessarily! Even if the car is there, it doesn't mean anything, maybe it's a deck, isn't it?

He thought to himself.

To get to the parking place of the bus, you need to pass by the starling's house.

He didn't dare to get too close, he only dared to look at it from a distance, and saw those white flowers flying around in the night breeze, as if the starling was like his life-threatening hand.

For a moment, Li Xiaoyang seemed to see the terrifying face of the starling appear above the house, looking at him gloomily, with a cruel expression on his face, as if he was going to drag him into hell together.

"Shhh

He gasped, quickly withdrew his gaze, and continued to walk his own way without squinting.

I was frightened all the way, and finally walked to the open space where the bus was parked.

The bus was still parked there safely, and under the moonlight, Li Xiaoyang clearly saw the license plate number.

"Xiang K48444"

He read out the license plate number, and in the silence of the night, the last three numbers were somewhat distorted by the wind, and fell on his ears like the word "death".

The hairs he had just calmed down stood on end again.

He stared at the bus motionlessly, and in a trance, he seemed to see every seat on the bus full of people, including himself, sitting in the driver's seat with a pale and stiff face.

"I'm Nyima!" Li Xiaoyang cursed, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it directly towards the driver's seat.

The stone smashed on the windshield with a crisp sound, obviously it didn't use much force, but the windshield cracked a little bit.

The people in the car disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Li Xiangyang gasped violently, as if he had just run eight thousand meters.

It's like a fish starved of water.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the sound of "whirring" blew past Li Xiaoyang's ears, and the old courtyard gate of the villagers' houses not far away was blown by the wind and made a "squeak" sound.

Mixed with the whistling wind, he had goosebumps all over his body.

Li Xiangyang didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he turned around and ran towards his home.

I played all the way to winning the sprint championship in elementary school, and finally returned home after ten minutes.

The evening news on television has been broadcast, and it has begun to talk about the country's scientific and technological developments.

He was really irritable when he heard the voice, and then turned off the TV and lay on the bed.

Li Xiaoyang looked at the ceiling, and many pictures flashed in his mind.

There are news broadcasts, there is the face of starling's death, and the words that Yang Xiaorou said to himself before getting out of the car, bit by bit, as if he had a camera in his head, clearly engraved those pictures in his mind.

The picture was as clear as if it had happened a second ago, and he even remembered the slight upturn in the corners of Yang Xiaorou's eyes before leaving.

"I don't want to, I don't want to!" Thinking back to what he had just experienced, Li Xiaoyang hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap his whole person and empty his head.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

In the second when Li Xiaoyang fell asleep, the long-lost dog barking outside the window, and the noisy voices finally returned to their original state.

But none of this has anything to do with Li Xiaoyang, his house seems to be covered by a cloud of thick ink, and he has been immersed in the dark night, and the moon that was still hanging high just now was suddenly shrouded in a layer of dark clouds, and there was no light.

The house, which was originally very quiet, suddenly surrounded by people at some point.

No, they shouldn't be called human beings.

"They" behaved in a variety of ways, either floating in the air or lying on the window.

"They" all looked at Li Xiaoyang inside through the window with surprised faces, and their bulging eyes stared at him motionlessly.

"That's him."

"I have a friend who works on an errand in the underworld and is talking about him, so that's right."

"It doesn't look any different, how does the underworld choose the people."

"Who knows."

……

Li Xiaoyang had a dream, and he dreamed that there were countless people muttering in his ears, but he just couldn't hear what they were saying, and those voices were very noisy, as if they were spoken by hundreds of people.

Immediately, his soul left his body and floated in midair. So, he saw a scene that he never wanted to see again in his life.

There were countless ghosts, missing legs and feet, missing heads and only one body, or naked and their whole bodies were stitched together with silver threads, as if they were visiting some strange animal, and each pale face had a look of surprise or suspicion.

Li Xiaoyang was a little puzzled about what they were looking at, and just as he was thinking about how to go over and watch with them, his soul suddenly floated up, slowly and slowly, towards the group of ghosts.

Finally, he landed in front of the window and saw the scene inside.

"Ahh