I have always been indifferent to this ghost and god, and urged, "What so many words, it's not that you don't give money, refuse to be careful, I'll sue you." ”

The bald head sent the car a little helplessly, and said with an unnatural expression: "I don't believe these at first glance, brother, I run all night, and I have encountered strange things, the old broadcasting building is really evil, you can take it easy." ”

I closed my eyes and listened lazily to his nagging.

The bald head pulled me to the back street of Jiefang Road, and refused to go any further, "Go through the back street, and go one mile to the left, and you will reach the Broadcasting Building." ”

Looking at this cowardice, I was not happy, "If you step on the gas pedal too much, you will die." ”

The bald head was obviously an old ruffian, put out the fire, and said with an indifferent attitude: "You can only go here, you can do it." ”

I saw that this grandson was determined to not leave, and I saw that his face was full of flesh, and he was so powerful that he was really annoyed, and I was now in a semi-crippled state, and I was about to get out of the car when I opened the car door.

The bald head grabbed me and sneered: "Brother, the car money hasn't been paid yet." ”

I pulled an old man's head out of my pocket and handed it to him to find money. The bald head took the money and shone it at the lamp, and from time to time he pointed his eyes at me, which made me want to smoke him, "Grass, find some money, can you hurry up?" ”

With a bald face, he looked at me vigilantly, spit out the betel nut scum out the car window, and scolded: "Damn, I received a dead man's money last night, and the old man ran away in vain all night, can you not look carefully?" ”

I said impatiently: "You are a melon, you can't distinguish between RMB and dead people's money, it's a little slippery." ”

The bald head looked for money, left the car, and after walking a short distance, he stopped the car again and shouted at me: "Brother, the trick is highlighted, others don't have an appointment, make an appointment with a ghost." ”

I was too lazy to take care of her, and I couldn't wait to see Tian Tian.

I haven't been to the old city for a long time, when I went to junior high school, the area around Jiefang Road is the most prosperous night city in Jiangdong, and at night, all kinds of food stalls, cooking and frying, are full of fragrance.

At that time, I was tired from playing with the computer in the Internet café with the blind man all night, and I often came here to eat barbecue.

Now, however, with the relocation of the city hall and the marginalization of the old town, it has become deserted.

Crossing Jiefang Road, I walked towards the old Broadcasting Building, which was outside the Ximen Bridge and was already close to the suburbs.

On the other side of the Ximen Bridge is the Wushan Crematorium, which is that there are few people coming and going at night on this side of the Ximen Bridge, and it is very gloomy. I scolded as I walked, I really didn't understand why the good radio building was built in such a remote place.

Looking at the reckless Osan in the distance, I felt a little hairy in my heart, and the ghosts and zombies in my brain jumped vigorously, damn, the more I was afraid of what critical time, the more I thought about it.

By the time I walked to Ximen Bridge, my shirt was all soaked and my legs were shaking.

At this point, there was no one around, and I stood on the bridge like a stupid fork. I'm scared and tired, I want to light a cigarette to refresh myself, pop! Suddenly, the moment I lit the lighter, the street lights of the entire Ximen Bridge were all extinguished, and I was a little stunned by this sudden shock, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

I didn't dare to extinguish the lighter, and at the moment when I was hunched over to pick up the cigarette, I saw a man standing at the head of the bridge, wearing a black raincoat, tightly covered from his feet to his waist.

Because I was bent over, I couldn't see his face clearly, and he stood there motionless, staring in my direction.

I secretly screamed that it was not good, grandma has legs, and she won't encounter robbery. If it is usual, a robbery, with my long legs, I can run away. But I'm now half crippled in my leg, so I'm not sure.

At this time, I didn't think about the ghosts anymore, because I don't usually believe in these things, and I rarely lean on that side when I encounter something.

I lowered my head and pretended not to know, biting my cigarette, my hands were already blistering from the burning shell of the lighter, but I didn't dare to let go at all, and my eyes were looking around to see if there were any bricks or anything like that.

Depressed, there was nothing on the bridge, and I heard the man behind me let out a heavy gasp and laugh coldly, and then I heard a tom, heavy footsteps, coming towards me.

Recite! The shell of the lighter melted, the gas rushed out, and I hurriedly threw it away, and with the last trace of fire, I finally saw the person behind me clearly.

He was shrouded in a black raincoat, his face was white and terrifying in the dim firelight, his eyes were blue, his hands were straight to his trousers, his face was smiling with a gloomy smile, and he let out a heavy gasp, and he pressed towards me step by step.

A strange smell spread over the bridge, but I didn't have time to think about it, and the moment the fire went out, I limped, screamed, and ran to the other side of the bridge.

I ran at this end, and the man was behind him, panting and puffing.

I came to my conclusion that this must be a mentally ill person, on a hot day, who the walks around in a raincoat in the middle of the night? If it was a robbery, it would definitely be released first, and then run away, and the cruel words such as two crutches would be abolished.

As soon as I thought that mental illness would not pay for my life, I was even more frightened, and I ran with a cigarette in my mouth and a limp all the way.

I don't know how long I ran, but I faintly heard the bell of a bicycle behind my ears, and by the time I stopped, the madman in the raincoat was gone.

At this time, I saw a building with lights on, and from a distance, it looked like a coffin was fastened to the ground, and one end of the coffin was facing the crematorium in Osan Mountain, which was very strange.

There's just one building nearby, and I think it's the Broadcasting Building.

Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly scolded the bald brother for really opening his eyes and talking nonsense, this is a mile of land, I ran all the way, and I have to be three miles away.

And the building is still lit up, which means that there is no desertion, and there are still people at work.

It seems that Tian Tian really didn't lie to me, so I walked to the broadcasting building. The main door was locked, and when I touched the lock, it was rusty, and it really looked like it had been some time, and what surprised me even more was that there was still a yellow paper note on the chain, and the cinnabar on the paper note had lost its color.

As soon as I touched these things, I got angry, thinking to myself, the broadcasting building can't be really haunted, and I turned around and asked Shimoda Tian.

I went around to the south gate, and there was a security room at the entrance and exit gate. The security guard was an old man, sitting there straight and straight, and he didn't even look at me, and he looked like the kind of guy who was irresponsible and ate together.

Regardless of the circumstances, I walked straight inside. As soon as I entered, I felt that something was not quite right, it was very eerie, and the cold air went straight to my bones.

The hallway was empty, and the dim fluorescent lights mixed with the green light of the security lights seemed to be shrouded in green fog, giving me the illusion of dizziness.

I walked slowly to the end of the hallway, and in the dimness, the corners of the walls were covered with moss, spider silk hung from the top of the hallway, and the musty smell of decay was in the air.

At the end, I went to the second floor, and when I went upstairs, my leg started to hurt, and I had to borrow the handrail of the stairs, and the handrail was a thick layer of dust.

This is not right, you must know the radio station, which is also under the jurisdiction of the government department, and it is a serious imperial grain unit. But it looked like no one had cleaned it for a long time, and I stood in the hallway on the second floor, afraid to go any further.

I'm not a bold person, in the middle of the night, and close to Osan Mountain, to say that I'm not afraid that it's fake.

And this place is so quiet, the silence is scary, except for the old security guard at the door, I can't see anyone.

What's going on? Tian Tian said, she works here?

Tian Tian, I shouted at the top of my voice, there was no one in the corridor at all, only my voice was echoing.

Tian Tian, are you there? I'm Shen Hao, I had the courage to shout a few more times, but no one answered me.

I felt furious in my heart, damn it, what kind of bird place is this, don't really shout a ghost, no, I'd better leave.

Anyone? Is anyone the fuck there? I shouted the last few times without giving up, no one was birding me, I was ready to go downstairs.

With an uproar, the whole building suddenly went out of power, and it was pitch black all around. I remembered the words of the bald brother, the radio building was haunted, and I remembered the paper note outside the main entrance, and I felt a little panicked, is there really a ghost?

At this moment, I heard heavy breathing from downstairs, and heavy footsteps were coming towards me along the stairs.

It's over, it can't be that crazy person again, I can't see anything around, my nerves are already tense to the extreme, I gritted my teeth, and I limped and struggled to run to the third floor.

After running a few steps, maybe too nervous, my injured leg was weak, I fell to the ground, and when I reached out and touched it, it was all blood, damn, the scab broke again.

In the darkness, the madman had pressed closer, gasping for breath and lunging at me.

I can't wait to die, my backhand is a punch, bang! I felt like my fist had hit a cold, hard iron plate, and my whole arm went numb.

The madman grabbed me by the neck and rode on me, and the strong breath sprayed on my face, which was cold and smelly.

I struggled desperately, not wanting the madman's incredible strength to get stuck in my throat, I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue, but I couldn't breathe a shred of oxygen.

My head started to explode, all the blood was squeezing into my brain, my brain began to go blank, and I was constantly dizzy.

"It's over, I can't imagine that Lao Tzu is going to die in this ghost place, damn, Tian Tian, you slut, Lao Tzu won't let you go if you're a ghost." I suddenly had an inexplicable hatred in my heart, this girl deliberately cheated me, killed people, and then sold her organs, and there was no less news like this on the Internet.

Is it true that the blind man said that I am not only a poor ghost, but also a short-lived ghost.

"Shen Hao!"

With an urgent cry, I felt the hand on my neck loosen and the lights in the building come back on.

"Shen Hao, are you okay?" Tian Tian hurriedly ran over and helped me distressedly.

When I touched my neck, it was full of blood, and I knew that the skin was broken. By the light, I could see that it was not the madman in the black raincoat who choked my neck, but the old security man at the door.

This old bastard is too yin!

This old guy didn't have a trace of flesh on his face, as if it was a piece of skin wrapped around his facial bones, covered with dense green spots, especially his hands, which were thin and only had dry bones, full five or six centimeters of nails, glowing with black cold light, if he put on a costume, he was no different from the zombies in the movie.