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The driver was interested, pushed a fourth gear casually, stepped on the accelerator, and the bus rushed forward.

I grabbed the handrail beside me.

"I'm grass!"

The driver smiled, revealing a few yellow teeth.

"Brother, you don't know, it's okay to drive on this road no matter how fast you go, because there are no cars at all! I've been driving this for almost 5 years, and I haven't seen a single car accident on this stretch of road. ”

I looked out the window and saw a wheat field on the side of the road.

"Why is this all in the fields?"

The driver took out a cigarette and lit it, and spit out an eye:

"Listen to me tell you slowly, this No. 14 bus is very famous in our Y city, some people call it the line of life and death, do you know why?"

His expression was very proud, and there was some ostentatious elements, and his short and thick fingers tapped several times on the road map:

"See? The end point on this side is the funeral home, and the end point over there is the maternity hospital, you know? Also, I don't know when this line was available, but from the day I drove until now, there has never been a time when there were more than 10 people in the car!"

After speaking, I took a few more puffs of cigarettes, and took advantage of this opportunity to quickly interject a sentence:

"Why don't those taxi drivers go to the ghost town when they hear me say I'm going to the ghost town?"

The driver stuck his head out of the window and spitted, digging his nostrils with one hand and saying:

"Oh, normal, one is that the distance is too far, and you will definitely run an empty car when you go back with a meter, which is not cost-effective, and the other is that the ghost street is a bit evil, and I heard that many taxis will definitely not be able to drive back once they get there, and they can't catch fire."

I then asked:

"And is your car turned off?"

"Me?"

The driver raised his hand and dug into his nose for a long time, and with a flick of his fingers, a piece of black sticky matter "snapped" on the windshield.

"I'm sure I won't turn off the fire, I don't go to the ghost street, the end is to the funeral home, it's almost a mile away from the ghost street." In fact, it is farther away from the funeral home, and you have to cross a bridge to get there, but that stop is called the funeral home, and I don't know why. ”

When I got out of the car, the driver stopped me and said with a twisted expression:

"Brother, I still advise you, no matter what you are here for, first, don't meddle in your business, and second, make sure you get out of there before the sun sets. The last train is at 17:30, so you'd better be back before that time. ”

It's just a well-intentioned persuasion, but I don't know why the guy had to twist when he said it.

His hands kept twisting and turning, and it felt familiar to me, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

Following his previous tips, I quickly found the "ghost street".

It's also strange to say, the scorching sun was in the sky, and I was still a little hot and uncomfortable, but at the moment I turned that corner, the temperature seemed to drop several degrees at once, and it was a little cold.

The whole street is about seven or eight meters wide, bluestone paving, it looks like it is some age, it seems that the girl said that no one walks from here in a traffic jam, and it is estimated that there will be no motor vehicles here.

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon, but there were not many people on the whole street, and occasionally one or two people passed by in a hurry.

As I guessed, the shops lining the streets looked like old-fashioned buildings, and some of the facades were still wooden doors that were taken off during the day and reinstalled at night.

Many shops have funeral items such as wreaths, paper figurines, and paper money placed at the door, but there are hardly any people in the shops.

After walking a short distance, I saw the coffin shop I had seen in the video, with red letters on a black background. The plaque is indeed not small, and the façade is also very large, to say the least, there are 200 square meters.

When I walked into the coffin shop and looked around, there was no one.

"Anyone?"

I shouted a few times before a dull voice finally sounded in the room:

"Don't shout, pick what you buy!"

Looking back in the direction of the sound, my scalp tingled.

Because that voice actually came from the scarlet coffin in the corner of the room!

"What, who?!"

The lid of the coffin opened with a bang, and an old man in a gray Tang costume sat up from inside.

His hair was black and his face was full of red, and he looked like an authentic living person.

The old man stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, and yawned:

"Didn't you tell you not to shout? Pick what you want to buy! ”

I took two steps forward, swallowed my spit, and said:

"You, you're the boss, aren't you? How did you lie in that thing? What a bad luck! ”

The old man rolled his eyelids disdainfully, glared at me and said:

"Bad luck? You know a! Coffin, coffin, promotion, do you understand? ”

With that, he stood up, stepped out of the coffin, and walked over to me.

I looked up and down, the old man was about sixty years old, thin and withered, but in good spirits, and if it weren't for the wrinkles on his face that revealed his age, he wouldn't have been able to tell that he was an old man.

The old man looked at me and said impatiently:

"You don't look like a short-lived person, why did you come to me so early?"

I wanted to ask directly about Luo Xin, but when I slipped to my lips, I suddenly turned:

"Can't I choose the old man?"

The old man took a sip of the teapot and said lightly:

"Are you kidding my old man?"

Seeing that his face was not good, I did not carefully consider the meaning of his words, and hurriedly said:

"Uncle, that's the case, I want to inquire with you, a little girl disappeared on this street a few nights ago, have you heard?"

The old man was stunned:

"At night? No way, there's no one here at night! ”

"It's true, the night before yesterday, a girl was filming a video here, and she met an old lady, who seemed to be blind, and sent her home, and then the girl disappeared."

The old man looked at me and did not speak for a long time, and the expression on his face was very strange, three points contempt, three parts surprise, three points disgust, and one part sympathy.

"Young man, did anyone teach you when you were young that you must do what you can when you are a person and do things?"

I knew he was laughing at me for being self-conscious, but I wasn't going to give up.

"Uncle, that girl just turned 15 years old, and she disappeared so inexplicably, how anxious do you say her family should be?"

The old man waved his hand impatiently:

"I don't need you to educate me, I really don't know, I haven't heard about it. I knew that the rule of this street was: Sunset, no one should enter! ”

His eyes suddenly became strange, startling me.

He didn't say anything more, and I knew that he couldn't ask anything at all, so I simply turned around and left the coffin shop.

I walked around that street for more than an hour and found nothing, either because I didn't know or I didn't pay attention to me.

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