Wang Linshuo and I were both shocked, and Wang Zhen simply stood up and looked forward in my chair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info From the conversations of those people with a strong Hubei flavor, I vaguely heard a general idea: the bus suddenly broke down on the road for some reason, and at this time a person passed by, and the driver couldn't avoid it, so he knocked that person down.

I shook my head and sighed, and said in my heart that in such a barren mountain and wild place, it would be good to say that if you drive a private car, but now you are pulling a carload of people, even if you give a hush money, it is inevitable that there will be that kind of lack of morality and then send you out. Besides, there are forty or fifty people in this car, and if one person gives a few hundred yuan, it is estimated that the driver has worked in vain for two months.

Thinking like this, I took pity on the driver and glanced at him, a very ordinary middle-aged man. About one meter seven, slightly blessed, his face was pale like a layer of flour at this time, and he kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

He stood up, opened the door, and trembled his legs to get out of the car to take a look. Zhang Siyuan actually said at this time that he knew a little bit of medicine, and he wanted to go down to see if he could simply rescue him.

Wang Zhen squeezed him and said: "You know a ball, don't you just want to go down and see the excitement and give yourself a high-sounding reason." ”

Zhang Siyuan ignored him, stood up with a serious face and walked out. I felt that my butt was very sore after sitting for a long time, so I could move a little and follow him out of the car.

As soon as I got out of the car, I felt that something was wrong, there were no bystanders as I imagined, people were scattered everywhere in groups, muttering something quietly, and the expressions on their faces were very strange.

I was very puzzled, and pulled Zhang Siyuan to the front of the car, but saw an extremely strange scene.

At the bottom of the bus, the wheels were covered in bright red blood. I smelled the thick smell of blood in the air, but I thought the blood was too red, like paint in a palette.

A stone man lay down in front of the car, its head broken by the car, and rolled to the side with a grunt. Blood flowed from its severed neck, and several flies circled around, and from time to time unknown black bugs crawled out of its body with the power of blood.

Zhang Siyuan's brows were twisted like twisted flowers, he walked straight to the head made of stone, bent down and only glanced at it. I glanced at that face, and instantly felt a chill rise in my heart, and I couldn't help but shiver.

The face is carved vividly, the nose, mouth, eyebrows are meticulous, and from a distance, it looks like a living person. But its mouth was open to the extent that a normal person could not reach, and when it looked into its mouth, a pair of eyes and a withered hand could be faintly seen.

The expression on its face was even more painful, one eye socket was hollow and chilling, and although there were still eyeballs in the other, the whole stone was white, and there was no black in sight.

I don't know if it's the reason for being hit, but its ears, nose, and mouth are slowly bleeding bright red and weird blood. I just felt creepy and didn't dare to look at it again.

If it's a big living person lying here, then all this will be a little troublesome, but it won't make people feel so cold in their hearts. Zhang Siyuan's face was very bad, he stared at the blood that was slowly flowing into the woods to the side, twitched his nose, and whispered to me: "This bus driver is finished." ”

When I heard this, my heart was cold, and I couldn't help but glance at the bus driver not far away. He got together with a few locals, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

I sighed, climbed into the car with Zhang Siyuan, and returned to my seat.

As soon as Wang Zhen and Wang Linshuo saw our faces, they knew that something must be going on outside. Wang Zhen suppressed his voice and asked, "How many have you killed, are there any children?" ”

I shook my head, paused, beckoned them to come closer, and whispered a description of the strange scene.

Everyone frowned when they heard this, Zhang Siyuan's face was ugly all the time, and he waited until I finished speaking before adding: "Similar things have happened in our hometown before. It is said that a poor jingle man fell in love with a stone statue in the forest outside the village and wanted to sell it. He didn't understand the truth that the more complete the price, the higher the price, and only thought that a stone statue was not easy to carry. He planned to dismantle the stone statue in eight pieces and transport it out of the forest step by step.

He stole some axes, drills and other tools, and went into the woods that night. After easily finding the stone statue, he raised the stone axe and slashed at the stone statue's neck. After a few cuts, a large crack appeared in the stone. He was in ecstasy, and he raised his foot and kicked at the statue, trying to kick his head off.

It didn't matter, through the miserable white moonlight, the homeless man clearly saw that blood was flowing from the seven orifices of the stone statue!

This frightened him almost collapsed to the ground, his soul was about to be frightened away, and his brain went blank. He hid from a distance and watched the stone statue for a long time, only to find that the stone statue did not make any unusual noises except for bleeding.

He plucked up his courage, thinking of the heavy money bag and the snow-white skin of the village girl, and rushed forward with his head down, ignoring the thirty-seven twenty-one, picked up the electric drill and gave the stone statue a few strokes on its head, picked up the head and rushed out.

He snorted and rushed out of the woods with his head in his hands, and nothing else happened on the way except that he was too flustered and stumbled a few times. Seeing that the entrance to the village was in front of him, the bachelor man was very excited, he took his left leg and wanted to take a big step, but somehow he fell down all of a sudden.

He swore and swore to his feet, and inadvertently glanced behind him, only to catch something black in his afterglow.

He was startled, turned his head sharply, and was stunned for a few seconds but screamed heartbreakingly. ”

Zhang Siyuan stopped talking about this, we were fascinated by what we heard, and grabbed him and asked, "And then?" ”

Zhang Siyuan flicked his wrist: "What then doesn't happen, I don't know what happened then." ”

Wang Linshuo pouted and said, "You saw it from that tabloid or story meeting, and now I can't remember the ending." ”

Zhang Siyuan got up in a hurry, turned around and said, "What does it seem, let me tell you, this is the real thing that happened in my hometown." When this happened, I was about eight or nine years old, and I was spending the summer vacation in my hometown. At noon the next day, someone went out to buy something and passed by Linkou, but vaguely saw that there seemed to be a red patch in the ditch over there, and there was something lying in the middle of the red.

He became curious, walked in to see, but the scene in front of him made him dizzy, he wanted to scream but couldn't scream, and couldn't help but vomit the dumplings that had just been eaten at noon.

The bachelor lay quietly in a pool of blood, there was not a single intact place on his body, and what was even more terrifying was that his neck was empty.

The police soon came to the small village and cordoned off the woods. They found that the stone statue's head had somehow returned to its body, only with an extra ring of scratches on its neck. The cause of the bachelor's death was heart failure, and his head was finally found in front of the statue. As for the wounds on his body and the blood on the ground, no one could say what was going on. Rumor has it that among the blood all over the ground, not only the blood of the bachelor was detected, but also some blood that could not have belonged to a human at all. ”

Since there was a stone statue in front of our car that was very similar to the one in the story, our faces turned pale and our nerves tensed. In order to ease his emotions, Wang Zhen continued to squeeze Zhang Siyuan and said, "Why does your story sound so like making up...... Hey, in fact, I don't think this story is so mysterious, maybe the bachelor encountered some beast and was swallowed when he stole the stone statue, and the details of these gods and ghosts are all made up by you. ”

Zhang Siyuan didn't refute him, thought for a while and said: "There may be people who add fuel and vinegar, but there will definitely not be many." At that time, a group of policemen came to the village to check for clues from house to house, and there were photos of the scene of the incident. I was too young for adults to let me see it, but my brother and my dad both saw the picture. Now that forest is a forbidden forest, and if you ask the people there, they all know about it. ”

I thought about it: "Don't think about whether Siyuan's story is true or not, I only know that the stone man in front of the car is very evil." Siyuan said that something was going to happen to the bus driver, and this is probably true. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a commotion at the car door, and the driver and a few local men wiped their sweat and got into the car. The driver's face was white and frightened, and he didn't say a word, and sat down in the driver's seat and started the car.

A middle-aged man sitting in the front row stood up and muttered a few words in Hubei-flavored broken Mandarin. I tried to listen and understood what he meant.

He said the driver had just crushed a large rabbit to death and knocked down the stone statue on the road. And reassured everyone that it was nothing big and that they would drive immediately.

I snorted coldly, and I didn't make a draft if I lied in my heart, as long as everyone who went down saw clearly what was going on at the front of the car, who would believe what you said.

While I was thinking wildly, the bus driver caught fire and drove the car over the stone man.