Anyway, the matter was over, and it was almost dawn when Mr. Wu returned home. He often reversed black and white like this and began to sleep. In the dream, I saw the old lady standing by the bed with her eyes closed, and Mr. Wu wanted to get up but couldn't. Suddenly, the old lady opened her eyes, and said angrily, why didn't she let her breathe, why didn't she open the small window, and drove the car so upside down, waking her up.

Mr. Wu wakes up from a nightmare. Covered in cold sweat.

A few days later, Mr. Wu got out of the car again, this time to the hospital to pull the body, when he was driving, he saw that the small window slide of the plastic partition was moving again, it was now broad daylight, Mr. Wu was not very afraid, he used his hand to fiddle, only to find that the slide up and down the iron slide was very loose, and the slide was dangling in the middle. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled wryly and thought that he was not scaring himself, as for the old lady's eyes, they should be what the staff said.

Ten days later, on the night, Mr. Wu received a call to go out of the car to pull people, and it was a single-family villa near Peace Square. There are two or three villas here. It looks very old on the outside, but it is very magnificent, it is said that it was lived by a descendant of an old revolutionary, and it is quite famous in Shenyang, of course, many old Shenyang people do not know who the owner of these villas is.

When he arrived at the villa, Mr. Wu saw that the deceased was a middle-aged man, and the bedroom was full of alcohol. Only two middle-aged women stood coldly beside them.

Mr. Wu also wanted to direct them to wipe the bodies of the deceased and perform a brief ceremony. But the two women disagreed, urging Mr. Wu to hurry up. He had to take the paper coffin into the house and wanted the two girls to help him carry it, but the two women only sat in the living room and had no intention of doing anything. The paper coffin is placed against the bed, first pull the legs of the deceased over, let the feet put into the paper coffin, and then pull the upper body.

After covering the paper coffin, Mr. Wu said that I can't lift it alone, just you two ladies in this room? Can you call two more male family members? The lady said no, it's just the two of them, you can figure it out yourself. Mr. Wu saw that the two could not be counted on, so he had to call a colleague to come over, and the two laboriously carried the paper coffin into the car.

After moving, the colleague went home, after all, it was late at night. The two ladies called a taxi to the funeral home, and Mr. Wu drove alone. That night, Mr. Wu listened to Shan Tianfang's commentary, and when he was about to arrive at the 918 Memorial Hall, suddenly the plastic partition in the car made a clanging sound, as if someone was smashing it with his fist.

Mr. Wu was so frightened that he couldn't drive the car, so he hurriedly stepped on the brakes and stopped, looking back nervously. The voice was gone, and he waited for a few minutes without it. Keep driving. Mr. Wu thought he had auditory hallucinations. The car drove to the funeral home, the two ladies had already arrived, and Mr. Wu returned home to catch up on sleep, and had a nightmare, the dead middle-aged man was locked in a glass cage. Frantically clamming his fists, Mr. Wu couldn't hear anything.

After these two incidents, Mr. Wu began to wonder if there were ghosts in this world. He asked his colleagues, some people said that they had invited a monk to open the light of evil wood in the temple, and two others told him that he had asked a friend to ask for a Buddhist medallion from Thailand and wore it every day. Mr. Wu didn't know the Thai Buddha card, and he didn't know anyone to go to Thailand, so he went to a temple in Jinzhou to spend 5,000 yuan from the abbot to ask for a piece of jade pendant, which was carved with Zhong Kui. It is said to be able to ward off evil spirits and protect the Lord.

Since Mr. Wu wore that jade pendant, there have been no accidents since then, he was very happy, thinking that it seems that these monks in the temple still have some mana. But another incident happened that day that made him completely lose confidence.

It was about 9 o'clock in the evening, and Mr. Wu went to a hospital to pick up the deceased. The deceased was a young girl, quite beautiful, and Mr. Wu wanted to ask how she died, but he was too embarrassed to ask. Halfway through, he still drove alone to the funeral home, stopped to wait for the train when passing by the railway, and when someone passed by the car, he greeted Mr. Wu, who turned out to be his classmate, who lived in the neighborhood and went out for supper at night. It happened that it was Mr. Wu who saw the car.

After a brief chat, the train passed, the railing opened, and the classmate glanced at the cab a few more times, then said goodbye to Mr. Wu and walked away. Continue north. When driving up Wanghua Street, Mr. Wu saw in the rearview mirror that the small window slide of the plastic partition was open, and he thought to himself that the window was obviously closed, so he closed the window with his backhand and locked it.

When the car was about to drive to the place, it turned a corner. Mr. Wu saw that the small window was open again, and he was very strange, so he deliberately stopped the car and turned back to check the lock of the small window slide. After closing it, it is locked so tightly that it can't be shaken at all. Mr. Wu beat a drum in his heart, drove the car into the funeral home, and hurried home after completing the formalities with the family members of the deceased who had been waiting in the hall.

After taking off his clothes and preparing to take a bath, Mr. Wu found that the Zhong Kui jade pendant he wore was actually split in half, and only half of it was attached to the red rope, and the other half didn't know when it was lost. That night, Mr. Wu dreamed that the young girl was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking down for something, and said as he searched, "I found it soon, I found it quickly......

A few days later, Mr. Wu called to ask a classmate he had met on the railway a few days ago to come out for dinner. When chatting. The classmate asked, "When you were waiting for the train signal that night, was it the family of the deceased or his girlfriend who was sitting in the co-pilot?" ”

"The family of the deceased didn't follow that day, where did the co-pilot come from!" Mr. Wu laughed.

The classmate said, "You are weak-hearted, is that woman a married woman, and you got it?" Mr. Wu's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked him what the woman he saw was like. The classmate described long hair and a white hairpin on her head, as if she was wearing a white dress with black dots, and she didn't see her appearance because the woman had been bending over, as if she was looking for something in her seat, and she didn't look up. The classmate also said that it was obviously a weak heart and an adulterous affair, and when she saw that you met an acquaintance, she pretended to bend down to find something, I know this way.

The more Mr. Wu listened, the more cold sweat broke out, because the classmate's description was the young girl he picked up that night, and after the family wiped the girl's body, they also deliberately put on a white dress with black dots and a white hair card, saying that it was the girl's favorite clothes before her death.

Mr. Wu didn't dare to tell his classmates about this, for fear that he would not believe it and scare him. But Mr. Wu no longer believes in that Zhong Kui's jade pendant, and since then. He often had night sweats and dreams, and his hands were always shaking when he drove the funeral car, and he almost hit people several times.

That's not all, Mr. Wu gradually summed up a rule, that is, every time he went out of the car to pick up the deceased at night, as long as no one in the car followed, something strange would basically happen, but during the day there were very few. Therefore, Mr. Wu discussed with the funeral home, trying to only accept calls during the day, and give others the arrangements at night. Although the funeral home agreed. But most of the dead died at night, so Mr. Wu received nearly 50% less work per month, which made him very depressed.

After listening to Mr. Wu's story, I understood why Mr. Wu had to follow Lao Hu in the courtyard of the hospital's inpatient department when his father died that day. The phenomenon is known, but the reason for his collision with evil is still not understood. I asked, "Is the 96144 funeral vehicle you driving for your own use, or is the driver of the funeral home driving it in shifts?" ”

Mr. Wu said, "It's for my own use. ”

Now that the situation has been understood. I don't need to ask too much, pull the dead man's car every day, it's no wonder if nothing happens. But I haven't heard of so many cars in the funeral industry in China, and there must be a reason. It's just that I haven't found it, so let's sell the Buddha card first. Hanging up the phone, I flipped out a few pictures from my mobile phone, all of which were photos of Buddhist cards to ward off evil spirits and protect peace, and sent them to Mr. Wu by MMS, with an introduction text and a quote below.

In these pictures, there are Soul Bravery, Chongdi, Thunder Splitting Buffalo Horn and Evil Charm Pipe, as well as a tiger eyebrow bone soaked in magic oil. I sold this kind of thing once before, but it was not the eyebrow bone but the eyebrow carpenter, which was sold from the Taobao store opened by Sister Jiang, and was fooled by her, and replaced it with the eyebrow carpel of a dead woman, and almost killed the cameraman in Beijing.