I have many questions in my heart, but I have never been able to get answers, and I don't know where to seek answers.

Every time Zhang Qiang comes over, he is irrational.

Last night, he ate five dishes offering sacrifices to yin, which finally faded his resentment.

Seeing this, I was about to regain my sanity. I was able to send him away, but the old ghost in the gazebo broke things.

Now I know that besides Zhang Qiang, Chen Guofu, the planer teacher, has also died.

It is very likely that he, like Zhang Qiang, may be eyeing me.

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

I will not always talk about "the teacher is urging".

These days, too many twists and turns, so that my heart is very tired.

Zhang Qiang, too, is getting fiercer every day.

From the beginning, he was rational, just sucking my yang.

On the second night, I was numb, and on the third night, I was walking dead.

I don't even know what he will become tonight.

Uncle Yu was seriously injured and hospitalized.

If he comes again tonight, I really don't know how to deal with it.

I took a deep breath and stabilized my mood.

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

When I bought good things and went back upstairs again, Uncle Yu was already awake.

Seeing me back, he sat up with some difficulty.

"Uncle Yu, have a drink."

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

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

"Version! After all, Uncle Yu is just a cook.

Limited skills.

That thing that's haunting you is getting more and more fierce.

It's beyond my scope. "

Hearing this, I frowned slightly.

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

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I pretended to be calm and nodded.

"Don't worry, uncle Yu, I remember your kindness.

I can't hide, so I won't hide. "

I faked a smile, but it was ugly.

Yu Shu saw me so, with the wave:

"Your boy has a good mind.

Uncle Yu shows you the way.

As long as you go, you can definitely get through this. "

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

"Really, really?"

I am a little excited.

Yu Shu "well":

"It must be true."

"That, that what way?"

I kept asking.

Yu Shu slow tone, continued:

"In our here, I know a person, the ability is very high.

It can not only exorcise evil spirits, but also collect bodies and catch ghosts.

As long as he is out, he can certainly handle your business ... "

I listened excitedly, didn't interrupt, and listened carefully.

Yu Shu pause a little, continued:

"You go to jiangbei there, there is a fishmouth wharf.

Find a man named Song Decai, who is a body collector who specializes in collecting bodies here. "

The receiver, Song Decai.

I remembered the name.

But freely ask again:

"Uncle Yu, what does this man look like? How can I find him when I get to the dock? "

Yu Shu continued to say:

"He is older than me, has less hair than me, likes fishing and has a pointed mouth and a monkey face. He is the one with a goatee."

I paused.

Yu Shu see my hesitation, said again:

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

That guy has a strange temper. He always quarrels with people.

If you find him, you'll probably be shut out.

Just say that I introduced you.

If he doesn't help, say I'll tell the truth about him.

If I do, I'll make him bait for three months. "

Uncle Yu has something on this!

I can't do anything but thank him now.

Only to Yu Shu nodded.

"Uncle Xing, I wrote it all down."

"Well, you go now! I have no problem here. "

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 shop.

I bought an 80-yuan second-hand mobile phone with a flower bud, except for the card point, but I can make do with it first.

While I was rushing to Jiangbei, I logged into my WeChat account.

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

At this moment, I checked the chat records of several classmates, only to know about what happened at school these days.

It's the same as what Teacher Li said.

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

At that time, I was rescued on Xiaobaiqiao, and even a chaotic short video, many students shouted Zhang Qiang beside me.

But it didn't come back in the end.

Then that night, Chen Guofu, the planer teacher, drowned in the corpse storage pool, but there was no photo.

It's just that the position of teacher Chen's body is exactly the position when he was soaked in light rain before.

Several students are discussing in the small group.

Some students even speculated that there was something wrong with the female corpse we planed that day.

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

There's even someone who loves me.

It's just that I've been worried about being haunted these days, so I'm in the mood to see the chat records in the group.

After reading the news for a while, the mobile phone was terribly hot.

I can only turn off my cell phone and lean against the bus seat.

Even if I didn't sleep all night, I was restless and didn't feel sleepy at all.

I saw that the bus was empty, so I sat in the position closest to the cab.

Then to the driver of the car master asked:

"Master, do you know the bus on line 330?"

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

So I want to ask about the news about this train.

But as soon as my voice fell, I looked in the rearview mirror and gave the driver's master a slightly changed expression.

And looked up in the rearview mirror and gave me a look.

"Do you know the 330 line?"

"Hear people mentioned that one of the license plates is JK7231.

It's quite mysterious, you know? "

I didn't say it directly, but beat about the bush.

But I thought, since he drives a bus,

So this kind of paranormal, how much should know something.

After listening to me, especially when I mentioned the license plate number, the driver's mood obviously changed.

Holding the steering wheel, he replied in a low voice:

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

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

I kept asking questions and wanted to know more about it.

The driver master is a middle-aged man.

After listening to my question, there was a trace of melancholy on my face.

He hesitated a little, then said:

"More than a decade ago, the bus JK7231 on Line 330 plunged into Datianwan Reservoir.

Twelve passengers on the bus, including my wife and a full-term child, didn't get on. "

Hearing this, my heart jumped suddenly.

It suddenly occurred to me that when I got on the bus, I saw a woman breast-feeding her child in the front row.

Is it the wife and children of the driver's master?

I feel a little shocked. Isn't it a coincidence?

And my words seem to completely evoke the memories of the driver's master.

He was wounded, and his eyes became red and a little moist.

As he drove, he continued with what he thought was the most understated voice:

"Over the years, this bus is very fantastic.

Said someone saw the car on the road.

Others said that they had been in this car.

But I have been working here for seven or eight years, and I will go to the 330 line as soon as I have time.

But I haven't seen it once.

I think it's all a lie!

But if it is true, I really want to go up and have a look.

Perhaps, can also see their NianLia side ... "