Chapter 5: The Ghost Slave: The Death Car
The principal chattered for a long time, and it was almost noon before we escaped the principal's nagging, to be honest, if I hadn't met Mr. Han, the principal would definitely be the most verbose person I have ever seen. The principal and Teacher Han have their own merits, one of them loves to talk nonsense (principal), and the other loves to talk about what I don't understand (Teacher Han), in short, I hate them, but Teacher Han is as beautiful as a fairy, and he can be regarded as making up for it, and the principal! I don't want to talk about it.
At noon, Lin Shaotian asked me to go to the school cafeteria to eat, I refused without hesitation, the food in the school cafeteria was simply ......, forget it, don't talk about it, after all, it is his own school, more or less to save a little face for him.
There are a lot of people at the school gate, it can be said that there are crowds, they are noisy and shouting, I don't know what they are talking about, in short, they are talking and laughing, fortunately they don't know that the school used to be a mass grave, otherwise that scene, I really dare not imagine.
I want to go home for dinner, on the one hand, to save some money, and on the other hand, I want to spend more time with my grandfather, after all, he raised me with a handful of and urine, besides, I am a veritable filial son.
Actually, I really want to cut off the relationship with those demons and monsters, this ordinary ordinary person, but can I? Of course not, my destiny was meant to be this way when I was born, and destiny cannot be changed - unless you are strong enough.
I came to the bus station, I want to take the bus back, the day before yesterday because there was no bus, so I didn't sit, now there is a bus not to sit in vain, how tired it is to walk!
But it was crowded with people, and I knew that there was a bus stop near the school, and there should be no one there, so I ran there, and sure enough, there was no one, no one.
I don't know if it's because it's too hidden, or because of other reasons, in short, I feel that this bus stop is a little bit wrong, as for how it's wrong, I can't say, after all, I'm an out-and-out scumbag, but what happened the day before yesterday is a little more terrifying than this, although I haven't really seen ghosts, but I know - there are ghosts in this world.
I pulled out my miscellaneous phone, and I didn't think it mattered what it did, as long as I could chat, make calls, and watch the news.
I remember that I spent 999 yuan on this mobile phone, which cost me a month of instant noodles.
The bus came, I beckoned, it was the number six bus, it was to come to my house, it was great.
There were very few people in this car, and there were only six people with the driver, and all of them were men, and I suddenly felt the chrysanthemums cold.
This car is a new car, with air conditioning, and the most important thing is two dollars, I don't feel sorry for the money, but I think I can save a little is a little. After all, this money is hard-won, it is earned by grandpa carving wood, relying on this meager income, I can only barely make up the tuition, I am very grateful to grandpa.
I don't know if it's because of the air conditioner, or because of that or what, anyway, I feel cold behind my back, like a ghost.
However, my grandfather told me that my life is hard, and ordinary ghosts can't get on me.
I pulled out my motley phone, and I decided to give him a name, and it had to be very domineering, what should I call it? I thought about it and came up with a very good name - "Baba", I went to this name is too domineering! It made me feel like I was taken aback.
I have a lot of traffic, and I won it by playing poker with my classmates.
I was bored, and I was about to take a look at the news, and I saw a news that a young man had the courage to help up an elderly grandmother, but he was falsely accused!
My God, the world is so big, there are all kinds of people! In the future, you must not casually help the fallen grandmother!
Then I looked at the second news story - a grandmother was hit by a car while crossing the street this morning.
I'll go, is there any public morality here, even the old grandmother hits, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? Do you need me to find a kindergarten child to teach you?
Suddenly, I saw the driver holding the steering wheel with one hand and the other on the phone.
I'm confused, this is really an old driver! It's amazing how dare you make a phone call while driving, my brother!
Although I was a little bit blindfolded, I didn't bother to say anything, and I wouldn't roll over anyway, and at most I would kill one or two people.
Then, I looked at the third news - this morning, the No. 6 bus in City A was destroyed and killed by the driver driving and making a phone call, and a total of five people died, including the driver.
I looked at the people in the car and was a little scared, replaced by a breakdown and remorse.
OMG! Am I going to die young at such a young age and in the wind? Don't! I haven't married a wife yet? I died so unjustly!
The speed of the bus suddenly accelerated, very fast, very fast, so fast that I can't describe it.
I'll go, is this old driver drag racing? I haven't written my suicide note yet! Please, slow down! But I just thought about it, and I don't know why, I didn't even say it.
I don't know if the old driver can read minds or how to drop, but the bus suddenly slowed down, very slowly, slower than I could run.
The driver turned his head and said in a weird tone, "Hey, young man, hurry up and write a suicide note." ”
I mustered up my courage, stood up and said, "Can you not kill me, you can see!" You killed me, and then I became a ghost again, how embarrassing it would be for us to meet in the future! You say, don't you? ”
The old driver didn't say anything and continued to drive.
I'm about to cry, first I met a ghost hitting the wall, and now I'm inexplicably on a hearse, I rely on this luck, I don't want to say anything, it's all tears!
I had a brilliant idea, and it was a very good idea, and as for what it was, I don't want to say it yet, because it's not done yet!
I wrote a few strokes on the suicide note, and then came to the old driver, who was still looking at his mobile phone, and said, "Young man, do you want me to bring your suicide note to your relatives?" ”
I nodded.
He was about to take my suicide note, I suddenly picked up his phone and smashed it on the ground, and the iPhone was immediately smashed to pieces.
The ghost didn't get angry, but stopped the car and said, "Hehe, I didn't expect that you actually lifted the crisis, which really makes me admire." In this way, this car will be your special car in the future, as long as you silently recite the word "spirit", I will quickly teleport to you to pick you up. ”
I smiled and said, "Can you send me home now?" ”
The old driver was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and said, "Of course you can!" ”
In this way, I returned home safely and I never had to worry about someone calling my name at night!