I had a lot of questions in my mind, but I couldn't get them answered, and I didn't know where to find them.

Every time Zhang Qiang came over, he was irrational.

Last night, he ate five dishes of worshipping yin vegetables, and finally faded away from eighty or ninety percent of his resentment.

Seeing that he was about to regain his senses, he could send him away, but he was spoiled by the old ghost in the gazebo.

Now I know that in addition to Zhang Qiang, Chen Guofu, the unplaning teacher, is also dead.

It is very likely that he, like Zhang Qiang, may have his eyes on me.

Otherwise, Zhang Qiang's drowned ghost comes to me every time.

I won't always talk about "the teacher is urging".

In the past few days, it has been too twists and turns, and I feel so tired and tired.

Zhang Qiang has also become more and more fierce day by day.

From the very beginning, he still had reason, just inhaling my yang energy.

To the second night of mind numbness, the third night of the walking dead.

I don't even know what he's going to be like tonight.

Uncle Yu was seriously injured and hospitalized.

If he comes back tonight, I don't know what to do.

I took a deep breath and stabilized myself.

Take care of Uncle Yu first, and then talk about it when he wakes up!

When I bought my things and went upstairs again, Uncle Yu had already woken up.

When he saw me return, he sat up with some difficulty.

"Uncle Yu, drink something."

Uncle Yu took a sip of milk and motioned for me to close the curtain around the bed.

I did so, and then I heard Uncle Yu say to me:

"Little ginger! In the final analysis, Uncle Yu is just a cook.

Abilities are limited.

The thing that haunts you is getting more and more ferocious.

It's beyond my reach. ”

Hearing this, I frowned slightly.

I know that Uncle Yu tried his best, and even almost lost his life for me.

I pretended to be calm and nodded:

"It's okay Uncle Yu, I remember your kindness.

I really can't hide, so I won't hide. ”

I faked a smile, but I smiled ugly.

When Uncle Yu saw me like this, he waved his hand:

"You're a good kid.

Uncle Yu will show you the way.

If you go, you'll be able to get through this. ”

Hearing Uncle Yu say this, my eyes lit up, and my heart was filled with hope again.

"Really, really?"

I was a little excited.

Uncle Yu said "um":

"It's definitely true."

"So, what's that way?"

I pressed on.

Uncle Yu breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"In our place, I know a man who is very skilled.

Not only can it exorcise demons, but it can also collect corpses and catch ghosts.

As long as he comes out, he will definitely be able to settle your affairs......"

I listened excitedly, didn't interject, listened carefully.

Uncle Yu paused a little and continued:

"You go to Jiangbei, there is a fish mouth pier over there.

Find someone named Song Decai, who is the corpse collector on our side who specializes in collecting corpses. ”

Corpse collector, Song Decai.

I remembered the name.

But casually asked:

"Uncle Yu, what does this person look like? I got to the docks, how do I find him? ”

Uncle Yu continued to speak:

"He's older than me, has less hair than me, loves fishing, has sharp-beaked monkey gills, and has a goatee."

I was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that I hesitated, Uncle Yu spoke again:

"That guy is my senior brother, but the relationship is not very good.

That guy has a weird temper and argues with people at every turn.

If you find him, there is a high probability that he will be closed.

You say, "I introduced you."

If he doesn't help, say I'll shake him out.

If you help, I'll make him a yin-eating bait for three months. ”

This is in the hands of Uncle Yu!

Now I can't do much but be grateful to him.

I could only nod at Uncle Yu:

"Uncle Xingyu, I've written it down."

"Alright, you can go now! No problem on my side. ”

Uncle Yu continued to speak.

I am very grateful to Uncle Yu, but now I can only deal with my own affairs and repay him.

After thanking Uncle Yu repeatedly, he left the hospital.

Outside, I went to a nearby mobile phone store.

I bought a second-hand mobile phone for 80 yuan with Huabei, except for the stuck points, but I can also make do with it first.

While rushing to Jiangbei, I logged in to my WeChat account.

These days, I don't have time at all, and I don't have time to look at my phone.

At this time, I checked the chat history of several classmates, and I roughly knew what had happened in school in the past few days.

It's the same as Mr. Li.

On the day of the dissection class, his roommate Zhang Qiang drowned in the school lake.

At that time, when he was rescuing on Xiaobaiqiao, and even a chaotic short video, many classmates shouted Zhang Qiang next to him.

But in the end, it was not rescued.

Then that night, Chen Guofu, the dissection teacher, drowned in the corpse storage pool, but there were no photos.

It's just that the location of Teacher Chen's corpse is exactly where it was when it was soaked in light rain before.

Several small groups of classmates were discussing.

Some students even speculated whether there was a problem with the female corpse we dissected that day.

He also said that he scared me away first, and then killed Zhang Qiang and Teacher Chen one after another.

There's even someone Aite me.

It's just that I've been annoyed by ghosts for the past few days, so I'm in the mood to read the chat history in the group.

After reading the message for a while, the phone was frighteningly hot.

I could only turn off my phone and lean back on the bus seat.

Even if I didn't sleep all night, I didn't feel the slightest sleepiness when I was restless.

I saw that there was no one on the train, so I sat down closest to the cab.

Then he asked the driver who was driving:

"Master, do you know the bus of Route 330?"

Because of this car, I was able to send Uncle Yu to the hospital on time.

So I would like to ask about the news of this trip.

But as soon as I finished speaking, I looked in the rearview mirror and the driver's expression changed slightly.

He also looked up in the rearview mirror and glanced at me.

"Do you know the 330 line?"

"I've heard people mention that one of them has a license plate of JK7231.

It's a bit mysterious, you know? ”

I didn't say it directly, but I knocked on the side.

But I guess, since he's driving the bus.

Then this kind of supernatural event, you should know a little bit.

The driver's mood changed significantly when he heard me say this, especially when he mentioned the license plate number.

As he put the wheel on the wheel, he replied in a low voice:

"This is the line more than ten years ago, and now there are not many people who know this line and know this license plate."

"Master, is there really something wrong with this line?"

I pressed back to find out.

The driver is a middle-aged man.

Hearing me ask, there was a hint of melancholy on my face again.

He hesitated for a moment before he spoke:

"More than ten years ago, the 330 line JK7231 bus rushed to the Datianwan Reservoir.

None of the 12 passengers in the car, including my wife and full-term child, came up. ”

When I heard this, my heart jumped.

I suddenly remembered that when I got on the bus, I saw a woman breastfeeding her child in the front row.

Could it be that it is the wife and children of this driver's master?

I was a little shocked, did I feel like it was too much of a coincidence?

And my words seem to have completely evoked the memories of the driver.

He was saddened, and his eyes were red and a little moist.

As he drove, in what he thought was the most light-hearted voice, he continued:

"Over the years, this train has been spread very evilly.

Said someone saw the car on the road.

Others said they had also been in the car.

But I've been working here for seven or eight years, and I go to Route 330 whenever I have time.

But I haven't seen it once.

It's all a lie!

But if it's true, I'd really like to go up and check it out.

Perhaps, I can see them again and ......"