Chapter 38 Mass Grave
The black Santana was driving on the highway, and Dachuan City was far away. They were leaving Dachuan City.
The scenery along the way was ordinary, until the car got off the highway and drove onto a country road, everything became strange.
When we first drove onto the rural road, we could still see pedestrians and villages, but after the car climbed a big mountain, the surroundings became quiet.
I don’t know since when, clouds and mist began to float in the mountains.
As we went deeper into the mountains, the clouds and fog became thicker. At the end, the car was almost driving in the clouds and fog. Sitting in the car, the visible distance was about three meters at most.
The speed of the car began to slow down due to this change in the environment.
The original cement road turned into an old and shabby yellow dirt road the moment the car entered the clouds and fog.
The car became bumpy, rising and falling with the clouds and fog.
The fog is thick, so thick that it’s even a little weird.
Liu Baiqing looked at the scene outside the window, her mood became heavier and more desperate.
Out the window was a vast white world. The car was driving on a road buried in weeds. The bumps of the car made Liu Baiqing feel very uncomfortable.
She wanted to open the window to get some air, but after trying, she found that the window could not be opened. She looked at the dashboard of the driver's seat and found that the window was not locked.
Liu Baiqing's face was a little stiff, and she silently withdrew her hand from the window.
Exceptions started to appear.
It was quiet outside the window. Apart from the sound of the car running over stones and the engine, there was no other sound that reached Liu Baiqing's ears.
Looking at the woods entrenched in the mist, Liu Baiqing silently bit her lips. She didn’t know how long it had passed before the outline of a village suddenly appeared.
In the mist, there are pavilions, bridges, flowing water, and silhouettes of people, which look like a mirage and the bliss of the world.
Here are the wild mountains and ridges. Looking over from the car, you will see such a strange scene.
thorn~
The car brakes suddenly.
"Get out of the car."
A cold, emotionless voice sounded from the driver's seat.
Liu Baiqing's body trembled suddenly. She looked at her biological mother's face through the rearview mirror, clenching her fingers and saying nothing.
After a long while, the car door opened and Liu Baiqing got out of Santana.
The moment Liu Baiqing got out of the car, the clouds and mist were stirred up. The moment Liu Baiqing's skin came into contact with the clouds and mist, she felt a coldness brushing across her skin.
It was as if someone were gently touching her skin with a frozen hand.
The hair on my head stood up, the next moment was terrifying.
As Liu Baiqing got out of the car, the village in the distance, covered by clouds and fog with only a little outline, instantly became clear.
High mountains and green waters, red flowers and green trees, small bridges hanging over the Tianhe River, and white geese following the water.
A picture of Taoyuan Heaven is reflected here.
For a moment, Liu Baiqing looked a little crazy.
I don’t know how much time passed, but by the time she reacted, the surrounding scenery had already changed.
Those white clouds and mist disappeared without knowing when, and the black Santana disappeared with them.
I don’t know if he has left or if he can’t see it.
Passing through the clouds and mist, I saw this village. What I saw in front of me was not strange and terrifying, but rather pleasing to the eye.
Liu Baiqing knew that all this was an illusion. The person he called grandpa said that there were only three people who survived the accident.
Only three.
After today, there may only be two.
Liu Baiqing shook her hand, and there was a red straw in her palm. This red straw was now exuding an extremely terrifying coldness.
The coldness made her almost unable to feel her hands.
Feeling this chill, the words Yu Qian had said echoed in her mind.
“You can hold this straw and carry it with you from now on. If the straw gets cold, just run. If you run to whichever direction the straw is not cold, it means you are running right. "
The words were very clear, as if it was yesterday...
"It turned out to be not a dream..."
Liu Baiqing held the straw in her hand tightly, even if her hand became unconscious because of the straw, she did not dare to let go.
She has seen the scene in front of her before. She has dreamed of this scene every July 15th since she was fifteen years old. She has never told anyone except Yu Qian.
But even Yu Qian just said that she had a dream. As for what she dreamed about, she said that she couldn't remember clearly.
"Dreams will break in the end, and I will too..."
Recalling the attitude of her parents, relatives and friends towards her from childhood to now, I thought about what the old man who was her grandfather said at noon. If so, Liu Baiqing walked towards the village silently.
Since we came from here, we will go from here. From today on, everything will be clear.
Right or wrong no longer matters.
Time is fair to everyone, except Li Gui.
In a supernatural place, on a winding loess road, a swaying bus drove smoothly on this weird dirt road.
The crooked-necked old locust trees along the way are very thoughtful, and their winding branches are more touching than the pants blown up by the wind.
Those who want to hang themselves must stay away from these old locust trees, because hanging from such a tree will definitely be a shame.
But looking at the "cured meat" hanging on the old locust trees, Yu Qian fell into silence. As expected, ghosts cannot be speculated with common sense.
Looking at the ghosts kneeling and hanging, Yu Qian couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Is it okay to hang yourself while kneeling?
Averting his eyes from those devils who must have no brains, Yu Qian glanced at the bus sign.
A strange red light emitted from the sign, and "Thirty" was clearly written in numbers on it, which meant that there were thirty ghosts on the bus at the moment, and there were still five more ghosts before the bus was fully loaded.
“This bus is definitely causing trouble.”
Almost four hours after the bus shut down and started back on the road, the bus stopped.
That stop was a canyon, and there were nine ghosts at that stop.
All nine ghosts are carrying a white oil paper lantern, their faces are covered with black cloth, and they are wearing a black shroud.
The nine ghosts lined up to get on the bus, but because the space on the bus was limited and scattered, they did not sit together.
Because these nine ghosts got on the bus, the old man holding the shovel had to get up and wait for them to choose a seat before finding a seat to ride.
And because these nine ghosts got on the car, the old man became more and more uneasy.
"Boy, where are you getting off?"
The carriage was very quiet, but the silence was broken by the old man himself.
"Where do I get off? What does it matter where I get off?"
Yu Qian looked back at the restless old man. Compared to the old man's uneasiness, Yu Qian seemed very relaxed. His position was very safe. .
No evil ghost will sit in this position that belongs exclusively to the driver, so it doesn’t matter to him whether the bus is full or not, as long as he no longer encounters the same situation as before, there will be no question.
"No... I'm just asking... maybe I can help you with something." The old man said with some embarrassment.
Hearing this, Yu Qian looked the old man up and down. Now the old guy was thinking about how to get off the bus safely.
"From what you say, you seem to know where the bus stops at the next stop or even the next few stops?"
It's not idle to spank a child on a rainy day, so Yu Qian asked tentatively.
Unexpectedly, the old guy nodded directly.
"Huh? You know? How do you know?"
But soon Yu Qian stopped worrying about how the old man knew where the bus stop was, and instead spoke Asked:
"Tell me, where is the next bus stop?"
Hearing Yu Qian's question, the old man did not tell Yu Qian immediately but asked:
"You tell me first Where do you get off?”
The old man stared at Yu Qian, his expression became very calm.
Yu Qianye looked at the old man and saw the old guy's determination from the old man's slightly cloudy eyes.
Looking at this situation, Yu Qian knew that his idea of wanting to be a white wolf was in vain.
After thinking about it for a while, Yu Qian felt that it didn’t mean anything, it was just a mass grave. The old man must know where that place was.
“Mass graves.” Yu Qian said lightly.
"Is it there?"
The old man looked at Yu Qian with some doubts, but when he saw the lake water and straw flowing under Yu Qian's skin, the old man understood instantly.
Suddenly his pupils shrank slightly: "You want to make peace with the mud? This method..."
The old man pondered slightly, but did not continue.
"Old man, what do you mean by what you are saying? What I call body shaping." Yu Qian looked at the old man with a smile on his face and said.
Uh...
"Body shaping... good to talk about... It's the first time I've seen someone talk about how to solve the problem of reviving one's evil ghost in such a profound and cryptic way. Boy, you are the first one." Old man. The corner of his mouth twitched twice and he said.
"Haha... stop talking nonsense and tell me where the next bus stop is?" Yu Qian was too lazy to argue too much with the old man.
"Young man, don't be so impatient... Uh... Boy, calm down a little bit, something will happen if you do something in the bus..."
Seeing that he just said nonsense, Yu Qian He stood up and started walking towards him. The old man panicked for a moment and quickly spoke to comfort Yu Qian.
"Just talking nonsense, I don't mind letting the bus stall once." Yu Qian looked at the old man coldly, this old man talked too much.
Don’t he know that today’s young people weigh 120 pounds and weigh 109 pounds?
"Okay, okay! I'll say it right away."
Seeing Yu Qian return to his position, the old man breathed a sigh of relief. This kid is very irritable now, and he doesn't know why.
"The next stop of the bus is the Mass Graves, the next stop is Huanghu, and after that..."
The old man began to tell the next stop the bus will pass. .
When he heard that the next stop of the bus was the mass grave, Yu Qian took a deep breath and looked at the old man deeply. Then he turned back and closed his eyes, not paying attention to the old man. .
This old guy has no good intentions...
He actually tricked him.
Seeing that Yu Qian was not paying attention to him, the old man breathed a long sigh of relief. He looked at the position under Yu Qian's butt, with some joy in his eyes.
This guy will get off at the next stop, so the driver’s seat is his. Sitting there is much safer than sitting in other seats.
As long as you don’t encounter ghost traffic or the bus automatically shuts down, you can basically sit back and relax.
Of course, you can't sit there for a long time, otherwise the probability of the bus stalling will increase.
Everyone knows what this means.
"Old fox..."
Yu Qian muttered. He knew very well what the old guy had planned. He saw it from the moment he stood up to give up his seat after those evil ghosts got on the bus. came out.
This old guy covets the seat under his butt.
If the old guy hadn't thought he couldn't beat him, he might have been kicked out of this safe seat long ago.
This old guy is not a good person either.
Yu Qian leaned on the seat, his eyes half-squinted, and his eyebrows were a little gloomy.
He is in a panic now. The red straw he sent out is now giving a crazy warning. The feeling of warning the evil ghosts around him has even spread to him.
Yu Qian didn’t know how many terrifying ghosts Liu Baiqing had encountered to be in this situation, but whether he knew it or not, the first thing Yu Qian did after getting out of the car was to immediately give up on the supernatural.
Otherwise, Yu Qian always feels that something will come to him along with that little bit of supernatural power.
"What on earth is this little girl doing? This is not how to seek death..."
Feeling the constant threats coming from her, Yu Qian's fists tightened and then loosened, and then loosened again. Come on, he now has the idea of killing Liu Baiqing directly.
"Fuck...I hope you won't cause trouble for me, otherwise I will treat you to a big bath." Yu Qian thought to herself as she endured the throbbing of the ghost on her body.
The scenery outside the window recedes rapidly. Those old locust trees seem to want to save this bus carrying a load of horrors, but they don't seem to be qualified.
The darkness ahead was pierced, time passed slowly, the surrounding woods gradually began to decrease, and isolated old graves began to appear.
Broken tombstones and flying graves fluttering randomly in the darkness.
Yu Qian, who had half-squinted eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.
The mass graves have arrived...
“We’re finally here. The journey has not been very comfortable.”
Stab~
The bus suddenly started to slow down. Yu Qian tightened his clothes and subconsciously reached out to press his hat. However, when he was still raising his hand halfway, he suddenly realized that his peaked cap had been thrown away by him. .
Yu Qian sighed, regretting that he shouldn't have pretended like this at the time...
The bus burst into darkness, and as time passed slowly, the bus body shook. Then it stopped steadily.
The bus door opened, and Yin Leng took the opportunity to enter the carriage. Yu Qian stood up and looked at the low graves hidden in the darkness. He was a little silent.
Whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on this time.
Looking back at the old man who also stood up, Yu Qian thought for a while and said:
"You'd better hope that I die inside, otherwise your ancient town will be destroyed."
After saying that, Yu Qian didn't pay attention to the old man's complicated expression and walked straight off the bus. Just as he stepped off the bus, the old man's voice came.
“I hope you die inside, but I hope you live even more. This world is already full of holes. Only those of the older generation are still alive. We old people will eventually pass away with the times. , but you are different, you are still young, very young, and this era that is riddled with holes still needs you to repair it.”
"So... please stay alive..."
The old man's words were very long, but there was only this paragraph. But this paragraph made Yu Qian pause slightly, but it was just a pause. Just a moment.
Yu Qian did not look back. He put his hands in his pockets and walked expressionlessly into the darkness where countless lonely graves were buried. (End of this chapter)