C208 traffic police

Our Xia Xin said, "Is it schizophrenia or fantasy?"

Xia Xin said, "I don't know. He has a problem. "

I was a little depressed, after quarrelling for so long, I chatted with a psychopath for so long? Then would Coffin King's words still be trusted?

I hesitated for a moment before I tentatively asked Xia Xin, "Were you there on the day I was born?"

It wasn't easy to ask, or at least I thought it was embarrassing. I was born a man and was watched by a girl...

Xia Xin didn't think much of it. She nodded and said, "That's right."

I asked, "Do you remember what day it was?"

Xia Xin said, "It's been too long. I forgot, I remember there was a moon that night, but it was only a little bit curved, so it was dark everywhere. After Madame Guan stole you away, I chased her for a few days before she left you in Hu Village. "

I nodded. I feel that the Coffin King isn't talking complete nonsense. At least, it's my birthday, so it's very likely that it's the ninth day.

I touched the wood box seed in my arms and thought: I would rather believe it than not. On my birthday, anyway, I'd put the box next to my pillow, and if no one was going to hurt me, that would be for the best. In case someone killed me, I picked up my life.

With that in mind, I settled down and walked to the crossroads with a handful of paper money.

This was the widest place in the town. Especially at night, and especially at night. There was no one around, making this place even more spacious.

I put the paper money on the floor, lit a candle, and took out the list.

I started burning paper, and every time I read a name, I burned a stack of paper money. By the time the hundred pounds of paper money had burned down, it was almost dawn, and I threw the little coffin into the fire. He then said, "This coffin is for your sleep. I don't want you to die in the wilderness. "

I thought about it and added, "This money will also be given to the dead souls in the town. I hope that you will be reincarnated soon and leave this place of suffering. "

After I finished chanting, I suddenly heard someone whisper in my ear, "Thank you."

Startled, I looked to the side, but there was no one there.

However, I could clearly feel someone patting my shoulder.

The invisible man seemed to have said something, I tilted my ear to listen, and what he said seemed to be: "You didn't go back on your words, you really did kill Ma Changgui and Di Zhai."

A buzz went through my head, and I suddenly knew who it was. He was the guy in the woods who was buried in the pit.

I shouted at him, "Who are you? Why were you killed? "

The voice said faintly, "I am just an ordinary person. I was killed because I did not obey Ma Changgui and the Zhai. In all these years, had the two of them not killed a lot of people? I'm just the most ordinary of them. "

The sound was getting farther and farther away. When he said the last word, it was already far away.

Then I called him twice more, but he didn't reply.

I turned to Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin: "Did you hear that?"

Mr. Zhao nodded his head: "Everyone has their own reasons. After burning the paper, let's go."

"Yes," I said, and headed back to the hotel.

We didn't look back all the way. This is what the Mr. Zhao told me in advance. After burning the paper money, don't look back. Once you look back, those dead people will think you don't want to leave. They will use this as an excuse to tie you up.

The three of us had slept by day, so we were wide awake. According to what we had agreed upon beforehand, we took all the luggage from the inn and planned to go straight to Cypress City.

I found the crappy van and tried to get in, but the Mr. Zhao stopped me.

Puzzled, I asked, "What's wrong?" Is there a problem with this car? "

The Mr. Zhao said, "If you don't want to drive a car, then why are you driving a van?"

He pointed to a car parked nearby.

I said, "Second Uncle, that car isn't ours."

Mr. Zhao said, "If you drive it, it will be ours, right?"

I looked at him in surprise. "You want me to be a thief?"

Mr. Zhao said, "What are you doing, aren't you the rich and healthy one? "Now that their families are all dead, it would be better to just let us drive this car if it's just left by the side of the road."

I scratched my head and said to Mr. Zhao: "This Fusheng guy is really annoying, but he's not dead yet. Now that he's dead, we'd better remember him and take advantage of the fire to take his car. That doesn't seem right, does it? "

Mr. Zhao said, "Fusheng should not have survived. It was the alisma fructus in his body that he had picked up for free for dozens of years. Come, let's drive back to Cypress City. Eldest Nephew, you aren't afraid of it, are you? "

I said, "I do have a little taboo."

Mr. Zhao had already walked over and opened the car door: "This is nothing to be afraid of. For people like us, we have to do everything we can to be unrestrained before we can capture ghosts and drive away evil spirits. "

I had no choice but to sit in the driver's seat and wait for Xia Xin to get on the car before driving in the direction of Cypress City.

The night was dark and devoid of anyone, as if we were the only cars in the world, just the three of us.

My heart was full of thoughts, and my imagination ran wild. Then I couldn't hold it in anymore and said to Mr. Zhao, "Second uncle, you showed me your face before, am I really your longevity?"

Mr. Zhao said with certainty: "Yes, why? Do you still doubt it? "

I smiled and said nothing. I hope that Coffin King is spouting nonsense, and that his appearance technique is accurate. If that's the case, I don't have to worry about being killed on my birthday.

We drove in the middle of the night, and in the distance, I could already see the lights of the Cypress City. Although the Cypress City was a small city, it was still considered a city, so there were a few street lights at night.

Xia Xin suddenly broke the silence as she asked Mr. Zhao, "Do you think guide child is really dead?"

Mr. Zhao replied, "Didn't he already die many times?"

Xia Xin was obviously not satisfied with this answer, she asked again: "guide child, will you still be able to live?"

Mr. Zhao was silent for a moment, then said: "I don't know."

This answer made me involuntarily step on the brakes, so I turned my head to Mr. Zhao and asked, "You don't know? Could the guide child still be alive? Isn't he already scared out of his wits? "

Mr. Zhao laughed bitterly: "Did you forget about the last snow? The alisma fructus was in the snow. Anyone who touched the snow could have been planted with a alisma fructus. In other words, although the guide child is dead, his seed is still around.

I said in fright: "We have alisma fructus on us again? Is there any way you can get this thing down? "

The Mr. Zhao said, "You don't have to worry either. guide child's corpse had already been destroyed, and his soul had also dispersed. Without a host, these alisma fructus would never flare up. It was only a theoretical possibility for the guide child to come back to life. The chances aren't high. "

I nodded, and turned onto the main road, right in front of the Cypress City.

After five minutes, I had to slow the car down. Because of the roadblock ahead, some traffic policemen were checking the cars.

Mr. Zhao asked: "What is that for?"

I said, "Maybe it's a wine truck."

The Mr. Zhao said, "That's great, luckily we didn't drink."

I said, "We didn't drink, but did any of us have a driver's license?"

Xia Xin suggested, "Let's get out of the car and escape. Since this car isn't ours, we'll just leave it here."

I bitterly smiled. "I'm afraid it's already too late."

It was too late. A policeman was already walking towards us. He was polite. He saluted me and said, "Show your driver's license, please."

I pretended to search my body while thinking of a way to lie. Then, out of the blue, I pulled a driver's license out of my pocket.

I suddenly remembered that I was still holding Ma Changgui's driver's license.

I wanted to hide the license, but the police had sharp eyes and took it away. He flipped open the driver's license and mumbled. Ma Changgui, a person from 1970.

He raised the flashlight and looked at my face. "Your name is Ma Changgui?"

I tried my best to say calmly, "Yes."

The policeman looked me in the face with the flashlight. "A man in 1970?"

I braced myself and said, "Yeah."

Xia Xin, who was sitting next to him, suddenly laughed. I helplessly looked at her. I really don't know if there is anything funny about that. If you capture me, will she be able to leave?

The policeman said, "Wait a moment, I see that you don't look like Ma Changgui, but someone else."

"Like who?"

At the same time, I put my foot on the gas pedal. If something goes wrong, I'll drive away.

The policeman spoke into the intercom, and I could see his face growing more and more serious, as if he were encountering a serial killer.

I seemed to have heard a few words about Hu Village. I became more and more nervous, I think the police already know who I am.

Then the policeman bent down, knocked on the window and said, "Okay, you can go now."

I was a little taken aback. "Where are we going?"

The police was amused. "Go wherever you plan to go."

I didn't know where I was going. I didn't want to go to the police station anyway, so I hit the gas and left.

I don't know why the police let me go. In the end, I decided to fetch Hu Dali first. He had already been in Wuzhong for a while.

I called Ma Ke, wanting to ask if Hu Dali is still in school.

Who knew that after Ma Ke answered the phone, he complained to me: "Brother Hu, who is this Hu Dali to you? "It's killing me, hurry up and come over."

I curiously asked, "Why did he torment you?"

Ma Ke said: "We'll know when you get here. There's really no way to live anymore."

I am a little confused, what can Hu Dali do to these students? I'd better go and have a look, before anything happens.

With that in mind, I drove very quickly and in 15 minutes, I arrived at the entrance of the Wuzhong.