Chapter 190 People from Headless Village
The two girls were still frightened. The girl whose leg was hugged wiped her leg with paper in disgust.
The driver explained with a smile: "He is not like this usually. Maybe he is really hungry. It snowed heavily recently and not many people went out, so he probably didn't ask for anything. . ”
Hearing what the driver said, the two girls understood a little bit, but they were still a little scared.
"No one cares about him?" A girl asked incomprehensively.
"Who cares?" The driver shook his head, sighed and continued:
"Sit down first, the road will be a little bumpy later."
The driver obviously didn't want to say more. The two girls were too sensible to ask any questions about the beggar. They found a seat and sat down. Their suitcases were placed next to the old people's backpacks.
After four o'clock in the afternoon, there was still a light hanging in the sky.
But the driver turned on the lights early and hung a peach charm on the rearview mirror.
A girl looked at the peach charm and asked the driver in surprise: "Master, what is this and what does it do?"
The driver was a little confused and didn't know what the girl was asking about. Through the rear view, Jing glanced at what the girl was pointing at and understood in her heart: "Oh, you said this, it's a peach charm, used to ward off evil spirits. It has no effect. It's just picture 1. "It's auspicious."
Hearing what the driver said, the girl nodded: "It's auspicious. This thing looks good."
"Master driver, where did you buy this peach charm?" "I'll buy one when I have time."
The girl looked at the peach charm, which swayed with the shaking of the bus. It looked very nice.
"This, I bought it at the market." The driver just said this, but the old man in the car actually knew in his heart that the driver didn't want to say anything more.
But obviously, the two girls didn't hear it, and they still asked which market they bought it at.
The driver stopped talking and his questions were not answered.
The two girls realized then that they had asked too many questions.
So, the bus fell into temporary silence.
But after just coming for a while, the old people in the car started talking about the previous topics, chatting about their parents' shortcomings.
Yu Qian began to listen attentively.
It is now four o'clock in the afternoon. It takes an hour to reach Wutong Village. This journey will be very boring.
Listening to the gossip in his ears, Yu Qian suddenly thought of the beggar. He was just an ordinary person, but he seemed to know something.
No, it’s not about knowing something, but predicting something.
It seems that I can go take a look when I get back, maybe I can find something interesting.
By the way, where did you hear it?
I was distracted for a while and missed some things. But after listening carefully, I found that fortunately, I was still talking about the enchanting deeds of a pretty widow from a distant village.
Big buttocks, white-faced steamed buns, slim waist made of willow sticks.
White skin and beautiful appearance, rouge lips, peach blossom eyes and apricot blossom eyes, distant eyebrows...
What's coming?
It's stuck. Anyway, this widow is very handsome and easy to give birth to. It's a pity that the man died early.
"Isn't that right? My family used to peek at that girl taking a bath. It's a pity that she had the heart but not the courage. If she had the courage, it wouldn't have happened... Sigh..." One person sighed. said.
If the man hadn't died early, the girl might have been the mother of one or several children.
Hearing what the old man said, the others sighed.
Someone said: "She is a good child. I saw her selling bamboo shoots at the market a few days ago. She was alone in the winter and had no one to help her. Looking at her alone, she was also a child with a hard life. I didn't think about it. Instead of just leaving, I took over the man's family..."
"Oh...it's not easy."
The old man who spoke sighed that it was not easy for the pretty widow, but he But he didn't notice the changes in the other people's faces.
"What are you talking about? Are you confused?" A person stared directly at the person who spoke.
"Huh?" The old man was suddenly confused. He looked at the faces of the others and found that something was wrong. His face was solemn: "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" The man who scolded the old man for being stupid sneered: "Widow Wu was found dead at home as early as the middle of the month. When she was found, she was already smelling bad. She was buried in the soil not long ago. "You said you saw her selling bamboo shoots at the market before. What are you talking about?"
Hearing this, the old man's face suddenly stiffened and he looked in disbelief. The one who speaks.
"Some jokes cannot be made, and the dead will be the worst." The others said.
Seeing that the others were saying this, the old man believed that they were not joking, but the problem was that he was not joking either.
"I'm not talking nonsense. I remember it very clearly. It was three o'clock in the afternoon. I saw her selling bamboo shoots at the market. I even shouted for her a few times." The old man was silent. After a while, he said extremely seriously.
Seeing that the old man said something serious and not like he was joking, everyone else became suspicious.
When Yu Qian listened to this story, why did it become like this?
I don’t understand. One second, I was saying that the pretty widow was good-looking and fertile, but the next moment, I said that she was dead and buried.
Even if she was buried in the end, someone actually saw her after she was buried.
This reversal, how should I put it, is cliche, but I don’t know why, it is so exciting when it is placed on a pretty widow.
The carriage became quiet as everyone was digesting what the old man said.
Only the two girls looked at everyone with twinkling eyes, "I boldly speculate that uncle, you have encountered a ghost!"
A girl said this after careful consideration.
"..."
Everyone, including the driver, looked at the girl faintly, and at the same time they were thinking that this child might not have a bump on his head.
Yu Qian was silent for a while, looking at the very excited girl, and suddenly realized one thing. Women really don't know how to speak based on current affairs.
It’s not obvious that everyone knew what was going on and had a tacit agreement not to expose it. However, this woman just couldn’t understand and exposed it.
"What's wrong? Isn't it?" the girl asked with some doubts, rubbing her head.
No one said anything, but everyone's eyes were a little hesitant.
Suddenly, the driver's pupils suddenly shrank, and then the bus jolted violently.
The sound of sudden braking sounded, and immediately after, everyone felt like everything was turned upside down.
Dizziness, the world is rolling, no... it's the bus rolling.
People without safety gear switch back and forth between the car and the roof of the bus.
Yu Qian grabbed the chair and stared out the window. As his gaze reversed, Yu Qian saw a woman wearing a cheongsam.
A woman is not a ghost, she is a living person, or a ghost controller.
After an unknown amount of time, the car became quiet.
The seats were shifted, the windows were broken, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Everyone except Yu Qian fainted, and some did not know whether they were alive or dead.
Several elderly people, including the driver, exhale more and inhale less.
It was very tragic, some people’s eyes were pierced by branches.
Someone's face had a big gash cut by the glass, and it was bleeding.
The driver was miserable, half of his body was hanging out of the windshield.
It looked like he was going to die.
Yu Qian pushed open a corpse, several backpacks and a suitcase that were lying on top of him.
He climbed out of the broken window and stood on the bus and looked up.
The route the bus rolled down was conspicuous, with broken trees and crushed grass along the way.
The guardrail of the highway was smashed to pieces. At the gap, a woman with her hair pulled back and wearing a cheongsam looked down expressionlessly.
She was a little surprised when she saw Yu Qian climbing out of the car window with someone who was fine.
It's okay, not even a little injured.
But it’s okay, the person she wanted to kill from the beginning to the end was not this person.
It doesn’t matter that the person is still alive.
"Since you survived, leave here. You are unlucky this time because you were in a car with a few damn people." The woman said to Yu Qian without any emotion.
Condescending, like looking at an unlucky person.
Yu Qian grinned: "Well, you are right, you are unlucky to have met me this time."
"Huh?"
The woman frowned, not understanding what Yu Qian meant.
But the next moment, her expression changed drastically, and Yu Qian who was standing on the bus suddenly disappeared.
Then her head was grabbed by a strong hand. The moment she was grabbed by the hand, the ghost on her body fell silent without any reaction at all.
She turned her eyes hard and looked to the side.
A young man wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket stood next to her. It was the young man just now.
"At this time, there are really not many people who dare to talk to me from a high position. They are either afraid that I will beat them to death if I am unhappy, or they are afraid that I will beat them to death if I am happy."
Yu Qian lowered his head and looked at the woman. Asked: "Who do you think you are?"
The woman swallowed, her expression stiffened, and she even looked sad: "I really don't mean to target you, I... I just want to kill that person. several The old man, the old lady, and the driver really didn’t mean to target you intentionally.”
“If I had just become a ghost controller, I might have accelerated the ghost’s recovery, intentionally or not, it doesn’t matter. Important."
Yu Qian pointed to the bus that was starting to smoke: "If I don't have enough strength, will I die like those people?"
"Tell the truth."
The surroundings suddenly became hot, and the woman was horrified to find that black flames were burning in Yu Qian's eyes.
"No... no, I will rescue people who have nothing to do with this matter. Really, I can guarantee it!" the woman quickly explained.
“Oh~ Really?”
Yu Qian looked at the woman.
"Yes!" the woman said firmly.
"Okay, then do as you say. Let me see how many irrelevant people you mentioned." Yu Qian let go of the woman as he spoke.
The woman suddenly felt that her breathing became easier.
She looked at Yu Qian with a somewhat hesitant expression.
"What are you looking at me for?" Yu Qian squinted at the woman.
The woman swallowed, not daring to think about running away. She quickly jumped off, entered the bus, and picked up the two girls from inside.
"These two are irrelevant, including you." The woman carried the two girls onto the road and carefully placed the two girls on the road.
Yu Qian glanced at the two girls. One of the eyes was pierced, and the branch penetrated from the eye to the back of the head. It was obvious that he would not survive.
My heart started to stop.
The other one is definitely better, at least it is not life-threatening, but the wounds on his face look a little leaky.
Seeing the girl whose head was pierced, Yu Qian suddenly thought of the beggar.
It turns out to be here.
"She is dying." Yu Qian looked at the dying girl.
The woman's face changed slightly, "I...I can't save people..."
"You mean I can only kill people?" Yu Qian tilted his head, with a smile in his eyes. .
"No...it's not...it's just, the devil I control..." The woman wanted to explain something, but the girl was already dying, and it would be useless to say anything else.
She really only knows how to kill people.
"What's it called?" Yu Qian asked abruptly.
"Huh? I didn't scream?" the woman replied subconsciously, but she quickly realized it and quickly explained: "My name is Wu Hongyu."
"Wu Hongyu, you Is she the little widow of the Wu family that the old people said?" When he heard the surname Wu, Yu Qian immediately thought of what those old people said.
"Well...it's me." Upon hearing the words "little widow", the woman felt a little sad.
Seeing the woman's expression, Yu Qian knew that there was a story within the story.
“People from Wutou Village?” Yu Qian asked again.
"Touou Village...how could you..." When Yu Qian said Wutou instead of Wutong, the woman suddenly became wary, but after thinking about it, she understood.
No wonder this person is so strong, knowing how could the people in Headless Village be ordinary people?
"Yes, I am from Wutou Village. Everyone in this car, including these two girls, are from Wutou Village." Wu Hongyu admitted that she was from Wutou Village as if accepting her fate.
Seeing Wu Hongyu admit it, Yu Qian nodded, and then sat on the guardrail that was not broken.
"Tell me your story, and then take me to Headless Village."
Seeing Yu Qian sitting down, unhurried, seemingly not caring about the girl's death, she suddenly Realized that he and these two girls were not together.
Glancing at the smoking bus and then at the two girls, she exhaled, nodded and began to tell her story.
"I am from the urban area of Dabei City. I am 30 years old. Eleven years ago, I met a boy in school. He was very good, and I was also very good. We are both the face of the school."
< br>“Because of our good grades, we often participated in various activities and competitions together, and over time we fell in love.”
“In my four-year college career, I gave everything. , for him, I gave up my future and followed him home without hesitation, which is the Wutou Village you are going to."
"I thought that with our two abilities, we could give his hometown to him. It was developing well, but I didn’t expect that I was wrong.”
“He didn’t tell me that there are ghosts in the world, and they are the kind that cannot be killed.”
"When I returned to his home, weird things started to happen. First, there was someone knocking on the door at night, there was the sound of playing ball in the well, there were people talking in the ancestral hall in the middle of the night, and there were corpses crawling out of the graves in the cemetery at night... ”
“I have experienced all of this personally. Several times I Almost died."
"It was because of this that he had to tell me the truth."
"That was the day my world view collapsed."
"The nightmare really started on that day..." (End of Chapter)