Chapter Twenty-Six: Encountering Shen Shuang

The traffic situation in my big S city is really worrying, not only are the buses full, but the buses to the suburbs are even blocked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

There were people in the car, and I was out of breath. What's more, half an hour passed, and the bus only passed one stop. And here is a full twenty-two stations away from Lingshi Road.

Oh my God, at this rate, I'm not going to be there until tomorrow morning.

After an hour, the road was finally cleared and the bus was getting faster.

"Sister Liu, do you know what happened just now?" An aunt next to me asked another aunt while knocking melon seeds.

"Big sister, you're asking the right person. My son is the traffic police just sent me a WeChat message to tell me that four or five young men committed suicide in the car as if they were crazy. The aunt was wearing a pink coat and her eyebrows were dancing.

"They drill on their own? It's such an evil sect, you have to tell me about it. At first glance, she knew that the aunt was interested, and she gratitatively grabbed a large handful of melon seeds from the plastic bag and put them in the pink aunt's pocket.

Aunt Pink nodded with a satisfied face: "It's really weird, my son said, those young people who were walking on the sidewalk suddenly rushed in." The drivers didn't have time to brake at all, and three died on the spot, and one didn't. was sent to the hospital for rescue, and he kept muttering nonsense such as [Gate of Hell] and Cingzi. ”

"Ah~ It's so scary, are they being ghosted?"

On the bus, the two aunts were talking like a river, especially the pink aunt who kept talking about the strange events over the years. They were a little excited, but I was in a cold sweat.

Death Wifi is starting to explode in full force, one or two people died at first, and now three lives are gone in one day. And that's just the numbers I know, and I don't know how many people are dying right now.

"Big sister, you see that there is the scene of the car accident." Out of my peripheral vision, I caught a glimpse of Pink Aunty pointing in the direction of a glass in front of me to the left.

I followed the direction that my aunt pointed out and stretched my head forward with all my might.

There was no difference in front of him, only a large pool of blackened blood. The iron fence next to it is so badly deformed that it is almost at a right angle of 90 degrees.

It occurred to me that the driver crashed into the railing in order to dodge the four young men in front of him for a moment. However, the vehicle still followed the inertia and held the railing forward.

There are still many obvious brake marks on the ground, and now there are scattered traces, you can imagine how thrilling it was at that time.

I must do my best to find out the cause, and also for my own sake, I always have an ominous premonition that death Wifi will find me one day. Maybe, maybe I can stop this endless curse of death?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the bus slowly stopped at Lingshi Road Station.

I stood on the empty Lingshi road, lined with low buildings, as if time had never come to this land. It's still the same as it was fifteen years ago, but there are more houses.

Where do I go? Lingshi Station is right in the middle of this road, to the left or to the right?

The place where my sister left me was on my left side, in fact, my heart is a mess now, I longed to walk the road that gave me countless nightmares, but I was running away and didn't dare to go to the left.

Well, I admit to being a coward, and timidity once again triumphed over my slightest craving.

On the bus, I rehearsed over and over again to get off the bus and walk to the left without hesitation, revisiting the strength of the past. But I still don't have the courage, so I still choose to go to the right, the most unfamiliar Lingshi road.

There were surprisingly few pedestrians on either side, and the occasional passing car stuck out its neck to look at me twice.

There were even some people who rolled down the windows and looked weird. As if he wanted to say something and stopped, he didn't say anything about me, shook his head and drove away quickly.

How? Is it weird for me to walk alone? They have such a strange expression.

I continued to move forward in the direction of the extension of Lingshi Road, and there were fewer and fewer houses on both sides.

There were more and more yellow weeds on the side of the road, and I hadn't seen a pedestrian for a long time.

It was dark and there was a light rain. The fog seemed to cover the clothes of the mountains and mountains, and the air was cold.

I suddenly began to be reckless, came out in a hurry, did not even bring an umbrella, and now the sky is starting to get dark.

I took out my mobile phone and prepared to call a car, first find a hotel near Lingshi Road, and get up early tomorrow to rent a bicycle and then move.

"Damn! No signal? "That's too bad, isn't it? I have a signal in the mountains of Bisu's hometown, but there is no mobile phone signal in S City.

If I look ahead, maybe there will be people in front of me. I don't believe that in S City, where housing prices are so high, I didn't focus on the [hot land] of Lingshi Road.

The night is like a girl who is belated. Once you came, it was hot, and after a while, it was completely dark.

The street lamps on both sides stretched my figure several times, and I felt a sense of déjà vu. It was a rainy night like fifteen years ago.

Suddenly, a little girl wearing a purple crystal top and a pair of red pants appeared in front of her.

She didn't know what she was holding in her arms, and walked forward quickly. She didn't have an umbrella and had a huge plastic bag over her head.

Such a familiar figure, such a familiar scene. She looks like she is eight or nine years old, and from the back, she looks exactly like her sister back then.

My heart was beating wildly, "Sister, is it my sister?" "I was a little excited, and I was about to take a step, but suddenly it froze.

It's been fifteen years, and if my sister really hadn't died, he wouldn't be what he was back then.

I hesitated for a minute, and although I was terrified, my feet kept following her.

Under the dim light, I couldn't see the road in front of me more and more clearly, and before I knew it, the whole road began to fog, and the girl's figure became more and more blurred.

Suddenly, she stopped and stood there motionless, standing like a statue.

My heart was pounding and my legs were shaking.

Every step I took felt like a huge test, and before I knew it, I was only one step away from the girl.

I reached out and patted her shoulder with a trembling hand: "Little ...... Small...... Small...... Old...... The old lady ......"

The girl slowly turned around, and the plastic bag also emitted a "hiss!" "A bang.

No! No! No! No way, she looked exactly the same as her sister, the same as she did fifteen years ago, and she was still the same child.

"Are you—in—called—me?" The little girl spoke word by word like a robot, and through the blurry plastic bag, I couldn't see a trace of her facial expression, like a dead person.

I was stunned for a moment, it was not the joy of seeing my sister come back from the dead, but the boundless fear.

"Qiu Ci! Is that you? ”

Shen Shuang's voice came from behind him.

I slowly turned around and saw Shen Shuang wearing this red dress and holding a black umbrella, as if she was a little surprised to see me.