Chapter 11: The Third Paranormal Journey (4)

I briefly lost consciousness after a dark collision and rolling, but I was immediately awakened by a sharp pain. I found myself in a leaning position, the bed in the room fell and fell on the door, which fell and slammed my legs.

When I was observing, my face was wet with a drop of water, I raised my eyes and slashed my head, in front of me, Brother Tao's thin body was carrying another door that was about to fall, if this door fell, it would hit my head hard, I don't know what else was behind the door, but it should be heavy, because Brother Tao's face was covered with sweat, and even dripped on my face. Fan Zi and Lao Hao propped up the center of the door, and their legs kicked on the ground to make sure they were sucking. What's going on, what happened, I'm a little amnesiac, and the only memory I have is the figure of the man in the glass who left just now. I heard someone in my leg shouting, "Stone, old marquis, work harder." It was Xiao Chao's voice, and they were in the inclined carriage, carrying the weight on my legs. Lao Hou's arm couldn't move, but he still struggled to carry it with the other arm. Xiao Chao's pants were torn by something, and blood flowed down his torn trouser legs. Stone was the only well-dressed man, much more neatly dressed than they were. The three of them carried it hard, and the pressure on my legs gradually decreased a lot.

"Do you think this is okay?" Chu Chu and the fawn climbed in, holding a few steel frames and a few large stones in their arms. They were also disgraced, and the fawn's head was broken, and blood was running down her cheeks, but she looked at me as if she didn't feel the pain. Chu Chu's face also had a cut, but fortunately it was not deep, and the blood was still there. Xiao Chao took the stone, supported it with a few steel frames, and said, "When I hold it up in a while, you two will drag the old ghost out." I strained myself and whispered, "No, I can." That's when they found out I was awake. At this time, Lin Jiao also climbed in from the broken carriage and said, "I'll help too, old ghost, bite this branch." "I lowered my head, my neighbor hugged my head, Chu Chu and Xiaolu grabbed my clothes, and I also supported the ground with my hands. Fanzi shouted: "Hurry up, we can't hold it anymore." ”

The stone shouted firmly, "One, two, three." "I was in a sharp pain, and I bit down on the branch in pain, and my teeth were bleeding and sweet. I, with the combined efforts of Lin Jiao, Chu Chu, and Xiaolu, I was finally pulled out. I hurriedly looked up into the carriage, Shi Xiaochao and Lao Hou ran out of it, and then jumped up, raising a cloud of dust, Brother Tao and the three of them also crawled out of it, and the six of them were lying on the ground, panting heavily. I found that there were two people missing, so I hurriedly asked, "What about the two of them?" Chu Chu pointed to the side, I looked sideways, Brother Sheng was lying motionless on the ground, and Wei Lan hugged him and couldn't stop sobbing. I cried all of a sudden, and shouted my brother's name, Xiaochao still said calmly: "You don't need to cry if you don't die, I hit my head and fainted." Lao Hou saw it just now, it is estimated that it is a concussion, and he will wake up in a while. Just spit it out. I put my mind at ease, stopped crying, and looked around while sobbing, and it turned out that the train had gone off the line and overturned. Our carriage was twisted into a twist and fell to the ground. I couldn't see the surroundings because it was all carriages, and it wasn't our carriage that I wanted to flip over.

A sharp pain in the bones of the pain only then did I sit up, my legs, I fainted in pain. A few minutes later, I was woken up by a splash of cold water, I opened my eyes, my legs were still burning and aching, and I thought it was just a dream of mine. But when I opened my eyes, I found that the scene was still the same, and the men around me just lowered their heads and their shoulders kept shaking. Chu Chu and Xiaolu were still holding on to my clothes as if they had forgotten to let go, and the neighbor hugged my head and cried loudly. Lao Hou saw that I was awake, wiped his eyes a little red, walked up to me, and gently pressed my calf: "Old ghost, are you still feeling in your legs?" I screamed in pain: "Yes, yes, yes, it hurts to death, don't press it, press it again, I want your wife's breasts." One of you is ready to sore me to death, and the other is ready to suffocate me to death. Lao Hou said: "It's still poor, this kid's leg is just broken, it's okay." Everyone stopped crying, laughing for the rest of their lives, laughing with tears to wipe away.

In two months, the scar that should be removed from the scar, and the arm that should be hung by the arm, Xiaochao and I became a cripple gang, and it took two months to recover as before. Brother Tao also successfully caught up with Chu Chu and didn't know how. One day two months later, we got together again to celebrate the aftermath of the catastrophe and to celebrate that everyone could sit and eat together in good health. We also celebrate finding friends in life and death, whether rich or poor, we are good brothers and good friends for life. We all carried the tickets for the K859 train that day, and we will keep it forever, at least I will, because it is a witness to a story, and at the same time he is a witness to a group of brothers who will never leave us. Brother Sheng and Weilan told us about the arrangements for the second half of the year, and we learned that they were going to get married in the second half of the year, and we were all happy for them. Shi said: "I heard that the train has now changed its name, what does it start with, but it still runs that line, everyone can do that train if you want to seek excitement in the future, haha." Xiao Chao still said calmly: "Stone, I found out that we can call you on our supernatural trip in the future." Stone nodded, and everyone toasted together, though we didn't know what the toast was for.

"Da Da Da", the glass door suddenly sounded, everyone looked at the glass door in panic, and a person appeared on the door, a person who could see his appearance and clothes clearly, and we reflexively jumped up, although that person was just a waiter who was frightened by us.

The old ghost wants to give a message to all friends: many times in life you scare yourself, just like the above story, everyone thinks it is some supernatural event, but in fact it is just a waiter. I'm particularly fond of ghost stories because of some personal reasons.,If it weren't for these reasons, I wouldn't want to be so unresponsive to find ghosts.,I hope that after reading my story, you don't have to be impulsive to look for ghosts.,I can't help but talk about anything.,It's possible that it will appear after a long time.。 In fact, there are many true feelings in the stories I have told, including the love of elders for juniors, the love between men and women, the love between husband and wife, and perhaps more about the friendship between friends and brothers. Cherish everyone around you who is good to you, this is what the old ghost wants to tell everyone. I am a person who has been in pain, so I don't want my friends who support me to suffer too. With a little more love for the people around you, you will find your world a better place. This passage is dedicated to the people around me and to all the friends who have supported me in sharpening iron, thank you.

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Chapter 12: The Old Man by the River

This story is provided by Xiao Chao, the story takes place in Shanghai, it is the third supernatural journey before Xiao Chao went to Shanghai to participate in the art exhibition, because a gallery hosted Xiao Chao's picture exhibition, so Xiao Chao was so excited that he even forgot to bring his mobile phone and rushed to Shanghai with sixty works.

After finding the gallery, Xiao Chao stayed, he didn't have anything to do these days, his only job was to watch the staff hang his paintings, and negotiate with the gallery owner which paintings could participate in the auction at the end of the exhibition. Those few days of life went on happily and easily. Xiao Chao has always loved to paint static scenes, especially plants, and he always adds such a different flavor to the daisies he paints. If you see one of his works, you must think it's nothing, but when you put five or six works together, you will find that he is not painting daisies, but people. Each daisy represents a person's look and state, and even gender. Although I can't appreciate it, I'm still very pleased that the price of his paintings is getting higher and higher.