Entering the Netherworld is nothing unusual for me.

When I was a child, I almost entered the ghost gate with the night ghost, and later crossed the yin and yang realm, followed the female ghost to a place that seemed to be hell that I couldn't figure out myself, and then followed Xi Lin several times through the spiritual path into the Huangquan Road. But there is also a very important question in this, and I don't know how to get out of the underworld from the beginning to the end.

In short, if there is no guide in a place like the underworld, I'm afraid you won't want to come back if you go. So when I heard Brother Onion mention the ghost car and the Netherworld, I was a little trembling in my heart, but I still listened patiently to the whole thing.

What is the specific background of that fat man, Brother Onion didn't elaborate, only told me that his surname is Hu and his name is Hu Haichuan.

The night before yesterday, the fat man Hu Haichuan had a secret meeting with a little lover in a villa in the countryside on the outskirts of the city. At 10 o'clock, a phone call disturbed the fat man's battle, it turned out that there was some emergency on the company's side, and the fat man needed to rush back to the meeting overnight. In desperation, the fat man had to drive back to the city.

Unexpectedly, the car suddenly broke down in the middle of driving, and the fat man called to find a car repairer, but the other party said that it would take an hour to get to him.

Coincidentally, a taxi happened to drive behind the fat man at this time, and the car did not have a prompt of being empty, but the fat man was in a hurry to go back to the city, so he still waved his hand. The taxi really stopped, and the fat man went over to look and found that there were no customers in the car.

Hu Haichuan had a big belly, so he didn't go to the co-pilot, and sat directly in the more spacious back seat, and then patted the driver's seat back and said: Go to XX company in the city, hurry up, there is an emergency.

The driver didn't speak, just stepped on the accelerator and started to accelerate.

At first, the fat man Hu Haichuan thought that the driver was very obedient, and said that he would hurry up, but soon he found that there was something wrong with the driver. The speed of the car was a little ridiculously fast, and the front of the car swayed from side to side, and the drive was not stable at all, and the fat man looked at the driver in the rearview mirror, and he found that the driver's face was very bad, and he was sweating profusely.

Dude, are you okay? If it doesn't work, drive slower. Hu Haichuan asked worriedly.

The driver buddy nodded, and then really slowed down, but this did not change Hu Haichuan's worries. After walking forward for a while, Hu Haichuan suddenly felt a little wet under his buttocks, as if he was sitting in the water, he reached out and touched it under his buttocks, but the seat was dry and there was no water.

He was worried about sweating too much, and deliberately reached into his pants and touched his buttocks, although it was a little damp, but it was completely different from the feeling of being soaked in water.

He shifted his position slightly, and the underside of his ass suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, but within a minute, the wet feeling returned.

Dude, please stop the car! Hu Haichuan couldn't help it, he patted the back of the driver's seat again.

The driver obediently parked the car on the side of the road, Hu Haichuan struggled to get out, and then very reluctantly stuffed his fat body into the passenger seat.

Let's go.

He pointed ahead, and the driver obediently continued to drive forward.

This time, the car went much more smoothly, and the expression on the driver's face was not as nervous as before.

What did you just do? Also, why do I feel like the back seat of your car is full of water? Hu Haichuan couldn't help but be curious, so he asked.

When he asked, the driver suddenly shuddered all over. Hu Haichuan knew that something must have happened, and he usually believed in ghosts and gods, so he didn't dare to ask again, just asking for safety in the city.

He didn't plan to ask, but the driver was ready to speak, and drove forward for a while, and the driver said: "I pulled a woman on the other side of the reservoir before."

This time, it was the turn of the fat man Hu Haichuan, who knew the reservoir, where no one went on weekdays, and there was no home, and there were rumors that many people would choose the reservoir bridge to jump off and commit suicide.

You've heard rumors of suicides on the other side of the reservoir, right? The driver asked Hu Haichuan.

Hu Haichuan nodded stiffly.

The woman wore a white nightdress, and this winter wore a dress. I didn't want to stop, but she stopped in the middle of the road, so I had to stop. She got into the car and sat in the back seat and said she was going to the city and going home. I didn't dare to ask her if she had any money, so I drove straight away. Then after driving a little way, I noticed that water began to bubble up on her body, and her head and body were covered with water, as if she had just come out of the water

The driver couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he said this, and then continued: The more I drove, the more I felt that something was wrong, and then I couldn't stand it anymore, so I asked her to get out of the car, and I didn't dare to ask for money when she wanted to give me, so I continued to drive forward until I saw you. You may not be happy to hear what I say, I was scared, I thought you were the one, and then I found out that you were a living person, and I felt a little more at ease.

The driver said that he was down-to-earth, but Hu Haichuan couldn't calm down at all, he looked at the rearview mirror tremblingly, but at the same time as he looked up, a woman appeared in the rearview mirror, a woman in a wet white dress.

The woman was sitting in the back seat, her eyes looking at Hu Haichuan through the rearview mirror.

Suddenly, the woman opened her mouth and stretched out her hands and pounced, Hu Haichuan was so frightened that he shouted, and the whole person bounced up from the seat, and his head hit the windshield.

Stop the car! Stop the car! Stop the car!

After crashing back into the seat, Hu Haichuan shouted repeatedly, and held his head and didn't dare to look back. The driver stopped the car, Hu Haichuan threw 100 yuan at the driver, and then climbed out of the car without daring to look back.

You haven't gotten to the place yet, aren't you leaving? The driver shouted in the back with the money.

Hu Haichuan didn't respond at all, so he crawled to the side of the road with his hands and feet, and then knelt on the ground and held his head with his hands. It wasn't until he heard the sound of a taxi leaving that he turned back to look at the side of the road, and even then he was afraid that the moment he turned around, he would see the woman drenched all over.

Fortunately, the woman did not show up, and he was accompanied only by a bright street lamp.

Because it was relatively close to the city, Hu Haichuan called his driver and asked the driver to drive the company's car to pick him up. While waiting for the driver, several taxis also honked past him, but he simply didn't have the courage to take another taxi.

That night's meeting, Hu Haichuan completely went through the motions, and he didn't even sleep well all night, as soon as he closed his eyes, the wet female ghost would appear in front of her eyes, and what scared him even more happened a few hours later.

The next morning, Hu Haichuan found a message on the Internet that at the turn of the reservoir section of the highway in the southern suburbs of the city, a taxi hit a mountain, and the driver of the car died, and the accident occurred at about half past nine in the night. The picture of the online news is the scene of the car accident, perhaps because it was too bloody, the driver's body was mosaic, but Hu Haichuan could still see that the driver seemed to be holding something in his hand, as if it was a 100-yuan bill!

It reminded him of the taxi he was in last night, and if he hadn't gotten out of the car at the time, where would he have ended up?

He didn't even dare to think about it!

The frightened love tormented him for another whole day, and then Hu Haichuan was introduced to Puci Temple, and Brother Onion agreed to help Hu Haichuan do a ritual as a master of Bukong to eliminate the disaster for him.

Hu Haichuan's strange experience is all over, but my attention is not on this unlucky fat man.

Suicide was given to the death assistant, and I am now so sensitive to these two words, and all indications indicate that this man's activities are not confined to my city.

Is that reservoir famous over here? I asked Brother Onion.

It's okay, I think hearsay and rumors are more important, if you want to go over there to see, I can take you there, and you will probably know what the situation is after seeing it on the spot. Brother Onion said.

Then go check it out.

Now? Or wait until the evening?

Now be. I replied.

It was already half past two in the afternoon when we came out of the temple, and although it was just after noon, the sun had begun to turn westward, and the sun was not very sunny. When we got to the reservoir, the sun had sunset down the mountain, leaving only a little orange-red glow.

There is a bridge on the road, and to the north of the bridge is the reservoir. Under the bridge is a river about ten meters wide, and the water has already frozen, and it is estimated that when it is not frozen, the river will not be too deep. In addition, there are really no buildings in the vicinity, and there are no road surveillance cameras in front of or behind the bridge.

It's really a great place to commit suicide, with a nice view and no one will disturb you. I stood by the bridge and sighed.

No, no! I've told you that no one has committed suicide at all. Brother Onion waved his hand violently, and then pointed to the bottom of the bridge and said: It looks quite high here, but in fact it is only five meters, and the water below seems to be the deepest to people's chests. And the traffic in this place is not convenient, from the city to this side taxi at least an hour and a half, if me, I would rather spend money to Jiuzhaigou to commit suicide, anyway, left and right are to go out and take a long way, the scenery is not much stronger than this?

You're pretty creative, do you have to find a few escorts to accompany you?

That's a must! After that, I made headlines, the flower monk died in the flowers, maybe the place where I committed suicide ended up becoming a scenic spot in Jiuzhaigou! It's called Falling Buddha Cliff! After laughing, Brother Onion got up again and said: Actually, the rumors are all because of the bend in front of you, and you also saw it when you came over.

That's where the taxi hit the mountain, right? I asked.

Yes, that's it. Brother Onion nodded and said: That place turns 90 degrees, as long as you meet a driver who has no supreme zhì and turns on the headlights, it is easy to hit the mountain, and there will always be car accidents in that place. I have had 4 services for people who have been in a car accident this year, and 5 times including this one, but none of them have committed suicide.

Since Brother Onion said so, I naturally don't need to doubt it, but if it wasn't for suicide, how did the woman in the white dress and get wet die here? If she died somewhere else, why did she come here to get a ride?

As I pondered these questions, I leaned against the railing of the bridge and looked up at the frozen river.

It's cold

Suddenly, a woman's grumbling voice appeared in my ears!