"This ......" Yuan Ling was a little confused, what is the other party not a human being?

It's not a human, of course it's a ghost, it's a ghost who comes to harm people.

The motorcyclist outside the window was knocking on the window again: "Hey, you guys move your position!" It's just a little bit, you can move even ten centimeters. ”

Yuan Ling looked at me, and I shook my head firmly again: "I can't move, I really can't move at all." ”

When I was a child, I heard the old man in the village talk about it, and it happened to an old man in the village who I called the third master.

During the three-year natural disaster and famine, in the winter, their family ran out of food, and the third grandmother happened to be pregnant with a child. The question is what to do with the child in the womb?

At that time, the commune (the name of the village committee in those years) was particularly strict, and each family could only eat its own rations, and could not smuggle grain privately.

We're strict on our side. To the south, there was no famine in Hubei Province to the point of interruption, the third grandmother's mother's house was from Hubei, and the third grandmother told the third master to let him borrow a bicycle. At night, I secretly ran to the third mother's house, and came back with two bags of sweet potato noodles, no matter what happened, I couldn't starve the child.

The third master borrowed a bicycle from a relative's house, took advantage of the bright moonlight, and secretly ran to the third grandmother's house overnight, carrying two bags of sweet potato noodles to rush back.

The third grandmother's family is in the mountains, and it is precisely because it is in the mountains, the wasteland on the hillside can grow sweet potatoes casually, so there is excess sweet potato noodles for the third master's family.

From the third mother's house to our village, we had to pass through a very wide ravine, and the manpower and material resources and technical limitations of those years led to the construction of a very narrow bridge, that is, about two meters wide, enough for a car to pass.

So everyone will be very careful when passing there, but the third master rode a bicycle and felt that he had walked a long distance, but he still didn't reach the bridge, he felt that the time should have arrived, but there was still a smooth road in front of him.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the third master was blown to the point that his hair stood up, he suddenly woke up, immediately got off the bicycle, tied the car, squatted in front of the bicycle, and didn't dare to move a step.

He knew that he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and if he took one more step, he might die. He squatted on the ground and didn't know how long it took, and a woman with a big belly came on the road in front of him, and the third master saw that it was his daughter-in-law.

The third grandmother came to the place where the third master was one meter away, supported her waist with her hands, panted and talked to the third master, saying that she waited left and right and waited for no one to come back, so she came out to find the third master, she asked the third master to ride the bicycle quickly, and took her home to pad her stomach with a bowl of pimple soup under the sweet potato noodles, otherwise everyone would starve to death.

The third master was about to get up and go home with the third grandmother, but when he looked at it by the moonlight, he found that there was no shadow at the third grandmother's feet. He immediately understood, squatted on the ground, put his hands in his arms, no matter how the third wife in front of him cried, he just didn't move.

That night seemed to be very long, the third master said, he felt that at least a few hours had passed, and there was no light in the sky, and finally the third grandmother was tired of crying and left, and then suddenly there was a rooster crowing in the distance, and the sky suddenly brightened.

With the help of the white belly of the fish belly on the horizon, the third master saw his position clearly, he was sitting on the edge of the middle of the bridge, his feet were on the edge of the bridge, as long as he took a step forward, it would be the end of his broken bones.

The third master didn't care about being afraid, because the third grandmother was still waiting for the sweet potato noodles to eat at home, and if it was delayed, the sweet potato noodles would be discovered by the militia team that got up to patrol. The sweet potato noodles will not be saved, and the child will die.

He took advantage of the fact that the sky was not completely bright, and quickly pedaled the bicycle home, and when he got home, he saw the third mother lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. Never went out at all.

Later, he told the old man in the village about this, and some knowledgeable old people said that it was a ghost hitting the wall, and it might be a ghost who fell down the ravine and died a long time ago, and could not be reincarnated. It will confuse passers-by at night, causing you to fall to your death, so that it can be freed.

However, all people have spiritual consciousness and are blessed by their ancestors. Therefore, when you encounter being confused by ghosts, you will be alert at the most critical moment, as long as you don't continue walking, you can live without worry, if you continue to walk. Then it can only be fate.

When you see that you are not fooled, you will become someone you know and trick you into getting up and walking, because you are on the verge of danger, even if you move. They will all fall to their deaths, so you must not be left to chance.

I've heard the third master talk about this countless times, so I'm very clear about the ghost hitting the wall, and the current situation. It's so similar to what happened to the third master back then, if I don't understand it anymore, I really deserve to die.

After listening to my story, Yuan Ling finally settled down, no matter how the motorcyclist outside the window knocked on the glass. Don't bother with it.

The motorcyclist knocked for a long time, and when he saw that we didn't react, he began to scold: "Do you two have any quality?!" What's the matter with blocking the road in the middle of the night and not letting people go? ”

The other party scolded a few more words, and saw that we had not reacted yet. He stopped the motorcycle, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and took a picture of our car, while filming, and said: "Everyone look at it, do you say this kind of person has quality?" Stuck in the road in the middle of the night, no matter how you communicated, it was really unqualified. ”

Seeing that the other party took out his mobile phone and was shooting a video, Yuan Ling couldn't sit still, now the network is so developed. If this kind of thing is posted on the Internet, netizens will soon be able to follow the license plate to get to her, and then she will become a street rat.

I stretched out my hand and shook Yuan Ling's hand: "Ignore him, that's fake." ”

"The ghost can't make a phone, right? I feel like I'm really alive. ”

"Don't underestimate ghosts. They are able to know what is going on in your heart and show what you fear the most, and you don't see a single problem? ”

"What's the problem?"

"He always wears a motorcycle helmet, a thing like a motorcycle helmet that rural people never wear. Unless it's cold in winter, you will wear it. He must have snooped on your mind and used the image of a city motorcyclist wearing a helmet. ”

Joke! Rural people will wear helmets when riding motorcycles?!

How do you say hello when you see an acquaintance?! If you can't shout at all when you greet you through the helmet, people will think that you look down on people, and rural people pay the most attention to face. How many times have you been in a similar situation, how can you mix in your hometown?

When the motorcyclist saw that the two of us had not reacted, he began to get agitated, first kicking the car with his foot, and then picking up a rock on the side of the road, threatening to smash the glass.

Yuan Ling screamed in fright to dodge, I took her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, if he can really smash the glass, let's move the car for him." ”

After waiting for a long time, the other party's stone did not fall, and the guy on the motorcycle suddenly disappeared, and even the motorcycle disappeared.

I really guessed correctly, the other party was a ghost who came to hook the soul, but before I could breathe a sigh of relief, a familiar woman's voice suddenly came from outside the car: "Ji Zang." You're really careful, you can't be fooled after all this. However, do you think I really can't deal with you by hiding in the car? ”

It was that female corpse that Yuan Ling and I couldn't help but change our faces. This female corpse's ability is very strange, and it is not something that can be dodged passively.

After the female corpse finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, I was so frightened that I shuddered, but after waiting for a while, I didn't see anything unusual happening, and I couldn't help but complain in my heart: What the hell is it that you snap your fingers, you think of yourself as Thanos? Think you'll kill someone with a snap of your fingers?

Before I could finish complaining in my heart, I suddenly smelled a burning smell, and then, a raging flame suddenly burst around the car, and the hot tongue of fire licked on the off-road vehicle, and the off-road vehicle soon became a hot steamer, extremely hot.

What to do? Are we going to burn to death in the car? Yuan Ling hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt and was about to open the car door to escape, but I stopped her with the only bit of clarity left in my mind: "Don't get out of the car, it's dangerous." ”

"No, let's run away, if we don't escape, we'll be burned to death." Yuan Ling cried and said.

Do you want to get out of the car and escape?

Get out of the car, this may still be the illusion of a ghost hitting the wall, and getting out of the car is a dead end.

If you don't get out of the car, what if you really get burned to death?

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