"Chen Dajinghua, don't be funny!"

Miao Qianqian held the chopsticks and said inarticulately: "For a while, we have encountered too many glass ghosts, and we are tired of it. ”

"It's different." Chen Tiantian said: In this marble, there is really a ghost!

I took the glass beads.

It's a glass bead with a blue kelp-like stripe inside, the most common kind.

I handed it to the little white fox: See?

"Hmm." The little white fox nodded, picked up the glass beads with his paws and licked them with his tongue, shaking the fox's head, "There is no yin qi." ”

"Look—there's no ghost." Give it back to her.

"You learned from Miao Qianqian, right? Don't learn the good and learn the bad. ”

Chen Tian couldn't laugh or cry, glared at me angrily, and said: I'll tell you about this matter, about a few days ago, one night after the Chinese Valentine's Day, at one o'clock in the morning, there was an online car-hailing driver who transported a male corpse, drove for more than an hour, crossed several miles of mountain roads, and then sent it back to his home. ”

"So the evil sect, carrying the corpse, as a guest?" I say.

Chen Tian ate the food, "The family at the scene was very grateful to the taxi driver, and sent their son home in the early morning, so the family of the male corpse called the police."

"So, that taxi driver, is the murderer?" I took a snail.

"I don't know."

Chen Tian said: The taxi driver looked broken, insisted that he had seen a living person before, and had been chatting with him for more than half an hour, and that the man had taken a taxi by himself, gave him an address, and said that he wanted to go home...... As a result, the car was delivered home, and the man turned into a bloody corpse. ”

I can afford to be curious.

Corpses, how could they hitchhike up by themselves?

"It may be that the grievances are uneven, and the corpse is homesick, after all, the soul has returned to its hometown." Xiaoqing interjected.

"Maybe the driver is the murderer." Miao Qianqian glanced at the nozzle and discussed the recent news facts: Isn't there a lot of this thing on the Internet, and it is endless.

That's right.

The mode of hitchhiking and online car-hailing is convenient, but it is also convenient for some sinister people, and there are some black taxis that are not so regular, isn't there a lot of scandal.

A while ago, that case was still in an uproar.

"Did the man be tortured?" Miao Qianqian asked.

"Interrogated." Chen Tiantian said.

"What result?" When I finished eating, I started picking up snails with a toothpick.

Chen Tiantian's cooking skills are really good, and the snails are sour bamboo shoots, which are a little spicy, and they are so refreshing.

To say that she is beautiful, a child-faced and big-breasted girl, good cooking skills, and a police flower, she must be very popular, but she is a ..... Nobody wants.

Understand the other party's mind, and whoever you change, everyone has a pimple in their hearts.

After all, her spiritual nose can sense the other party's emotions, and Miao Qianqian's ears can sense the good and evil of the other party.

Miao Qianqian is much better, although people are not good.

Chen Tian said: People also interrogated, the thing is bizarre, very bizarre, the dash cam in the car is broken, he said that the body got into the car by itself, there is no evidence at all.

Then she told me what had happened.

The driver, who was in his twenties, surnamed Mo, was called Mobei, and had been driving taxis for more than a year.

He is a little withdrawn, but occasionally chats with guests who seem to be a good fit.

Liang Yongxin was one of them, that is, the dead guest, according to the information, a college student attending a prestigious university in Beijing.

I got in the car at that time.

Mo Bei looked at the male passenger, held the steering wheel and said, "Brother, come back from studying abroad?" ”

"Yes, go to school in Beijing, come back and see your family." Liang Yongxin said.

Mo Bei asked, "Then are you ready to work in Beijing?" I've heard that the competition is very fierce over there. ”

"That's what my family is planning, I'm a doctoral student, there are several companies that are interested in me, I'm still thinking about it, I don't like that kind of atmosphere very much."

The two of them chatted without a word.

Waiting for the car to drive to Minxinshan Park, don't you drive a taxi in the early morning, Mo Bei wanted to scare him: "Minxinshan is evil, there were several cemeteries when this park was built before, and a few engineering team members died when they were dug up." Ever heard of the strange stuff here? ”

"That's all the old things in the Year of the Monkey, it's all rumors." Liang Yongxin said: "That kind of boring, let me tell you something interesting, when we used to be children, we used to play a game called Glass Ghost, have you ever heard of it?" ”

"What the hell?" Mo Bei was stunned and said: Glass.... Is it the gay kind, the gay ghost?

"No, no, the glass ghost, it's similar to the pen fairy, the kind of ritual that summons ghosts, our community used to be the old city, and that area was particularly popular."

"Similar to a pen fairy?"

"Yes, yes, it's the pen fairy, the method is actually quite simple, simpler than the pen fairy, some old houses, the days have been long, or the vacant has been left for too long and no one lives, in the middle of the night, it is easy to have the sound of marbles, I think you have often heard of it, right?"

"I've heard that in the rental house I used to live in, there was always the sound of children playing with marbles upstairs in the middle of the night, and in the middle of the night, it was particularly terrifying, I felt evil, I lived for three months, and I didn't want the deposit, so I moved out directly."

"Ahh Right! That's it. Liang Yongxin said: "The sound of playing marbles in the middle of the night is actually a child's earthbound spirit..... Go find the old house with this sound, and at night, take marbles, throw them on the tiled floor, and carefully play with them to ask questions. ”

"Draw a few lines on the ground, split the grid, ask questions, and the marbles bounce to where they fall, that's the answer."

"Brute ..... For example, when I was a child, my friend and I asked, which of us found a girlfriend first, we drew a straight line on the ground, wrote me on the left, wrote him on the right, the marbles fell, bounced several times on the smooth tile floor, and fell to my side, and I really found a girlfriend later. ”

Mo Bei was driving the car, and when he heard this, he felt that the car was a little gloomy, and said: Really? So Spirit?

Liang Yongxin smiled and looked out the car window, "It's indeed Ling, I found my girlfriend first, but I broke up after more than a week, and my mother didn't allow me to fall in love." ”

Mo Bei said: That's a pity.

"In the beginning, we played a little fight, but then the atmosphere became more and more weird and terrifying, and we mentioned the question of me and my friend, who died first."

Mo Bei held the steering wheel and trembled: You two, who died first?

"Don't worry, driver." Mo Bei smiled, "It's already past one o'clock in the morning, this section of the road is almost to the suburbs, there are no people, and the street lights are dim, so you can turn on the high beams." ”

Mo Bei clenched the steering wheel, I don't know why, I felt the atmosphere in the car panicked, and couldn't help but continue to ask: What was your result at that time?

"Oh, the result is still me..... It's not just me who fell in love first, it's me who died first. Liang Yongxin said: "At that time, we continued to play and continued to ask the glass ghost, how did I die?" ”

Mo Bei squeezed the steering wheel, sweating all over, and said: ... Can this be asked? How to ask?

"Yes, you can ask, that is, on the ground, I drew a rice character, and each grid wrote various ways to die, and I wrote what I could think of, death from illness, old age, and death from accidents......."

Mo Bei's face suddenly turned gray, he clenched the steering wheel and looked at the road in front of him, "Shouldn't you be ..... Died in a traffic accident, right? ”

"Of course not."

When Mo Bei heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: It's okay if it's not, it's okay if it's not.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of dead silence completely permeated the car, and after a few minutes, Mo Bei continued to ask in a suppressed voice: "Then you..... How did he die? ”

Liang Yongxin smiled slowly:

"At that time, the marbles fell from the center of the rice character and bounced on the crisp tiles several times, and the marbles fell in one direction, and I saw that there was a row of words written by me on it - killed."

Mo Bei gasped heavily, "This ghost story is really interesting and interesting!" Hahaha, it's interesting! It's a little scary, I've met a lot of interesting guests, you're a ......."

Liang Yong looked at the front of the highway blankly, "Master driver, do you believe it or not when you say that I was a glass ghost in my childhood?" Is it true? ”