smuggler

Chapter 307 Crossing the Bridge and Arriving

Enduring the fear in my heart, I walked cautiously towards the driver in front of the corridor.

The driver's back was facing me, wearing a black leather jacket with a crew cut, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

I groped to the front, grabbed the handrail, and shouted anxiously at the driver, "Stop, I want to get off."

The people in the car were very quiet, and the driver ignored me, as if he didn't hear what I said, and drove forward without looking back.

"parking."

I mustered up my courage and shouted again.

After I finished speaking, I saw that the driver was still not moving at all, and my heart was beating continuously.

I mustered up the courage to go towards the driver, but suddenly I felt a pair of cold knives on my back, and my whole back went numb.I turned my head and looked behind me, and couldn't help but gasp.

Because at this moment, the passengers sitting in the back of the car all raised their faces in an instant.

I can't say why, but at that time, I was inexplicably terrified, and my sixth sense told me that something very bad was about to happen!
Looking out of the window, I saw thick white fog covering the dark road, and the scenery on both sides of the road was completely covered by the fog, and I couldn't see anything.

Could it be because I got into this ghost car?

The soles of my feet felt cold for a while, and it was impossible to escape.

"Little girl, wake up."

The car will drive to the place where the accident happened, and the accident will happen at the same place and time, and repeat again and again.

"bridge?"

Some car accidents, because they died suddenly, these people didn't know that they were dead.

I seem to be pushing me with both hands, and I'm getting harder and harder, and the arc of shaking is getting bigger and bigger.I opened my eyes suddenly, the glaring white light in front of me made me feel extremely uncomfortable, and I couldn't help squinting my eyes.

I can even imagine the dead appearance of the people in this car when the accident happened. When the thick fog was scraped through, I watched the car rush out of the driveway and fall straight down the mountain.

This is the ghost car.

Some sinister things slowly appeared in the mist, and what was even more frightening was that at some point in the night sky, black paper ash suddenly fell, scattered everywhere, and the scene was particularly infiltrating.

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"Little girl, wake up, wake up!"

At that time, can I still live without incident?
I didn't care about so much, so I quickly took out the talisman from my bag, but after looking through it, I found that my cloth bag was empty, and there was nothing at all.

The sound was far and near, making me unable to distinguish the direction, but I did have some perception, feeling that my body was shaking.

He said he was coming soon?
Is it the place where these people had an accident on the last day before their death, and then the car will have another accident.

Next, we can only wait for the final impact, the moment when the car crashes and people die.

I was a little anxious, and everyone didn't say anything. The driver stepped on the gas pedal, accelerated the speed, and galloped towards the darkness ahead.

I don't know if what Xiaomei said is true, but she told me that these ghost cars are repeating what happened on the last day before her death.

There are two special things in this.

I suddenly thought of the bus I made last time, and suddenly felt terrified.

When I was studying in the provincial capital, Xiaomei in the dormitory told me about the ghost car.

A familiar voice slowly appeared in my line of sight and became clearer. I took a closer look and was quite frightened because it was the old lady sitting in front of me.

How is this going.

Because of the dark weather and the thick fog rolling outside the car window, I couldn't see through. I squinted my eyes and looked ahead carefully.

"Look, it's just ahead!" The driver looked up at the front of the car glass and said to me in a low voice, "Did you see that bridge? Cross the bridge and we'll be there!"

"You finally woke up."

However, I waited for a long time, but there was no such a crashing sound. Instead, in the darkness, there was a faint sound coming out.

"I want to get out of the car, you park for me."

My back was drenched in cold sweat, I stumbled to the side of the driver's seat, and shouted to the driver: "Stop, stop, I want to get out of the car."

The driver was still sitting in the driver's seat, without turning his head, he said in an extremely low voice, "Hurry up, hurry up, we'll be there soon."

"Just like... now."

In fact, these cars are generally invisible to normal people, but those with low luck will encounter them.

When I saw the driver's face, I was terrified.

All eyes raised their heads and stared straight at me with vicious and resentful eyes, especially those pale faces with bruises and some faces with gray and black corpse spots.

I hold this cloth bag in my hand and never leave it. How could the contents disappear like this.

The driver still had that low, weird voice. When he said this, he turned his head slowly.

I happen to be this kind of person now, it seems that I hit a ghost car by mistake.

My heart skipped a beat.

There are many stories about this kind of thing, whether it is a bus, a taxi, or other vehicles, there have been ghost cars.

Half of the driver's face was rotten, and the black teeth could be seen. On the other face, the eyeballs hung vertically from the eye sockets, and the face was covered with shards of glass.

My eyes were shrouded in darkness, and I couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly. The despair and fear of facing death poured out overwhelmingly in my heart.

The car actually drove straight towards the bridge.

I murmured something in a low voice, and followed the driver's gaze.

Therefore, after death, these people still have resentment, and they keep repeating what happened on the day of death.

The old pair of scissors left by Granny Ma, and the cloth bag in the snake soul bell are empty, and there is nothing left.

At that time, my head was muddled, and I didn't know where I was at all.

Sure enough, a bridge was vaguely seen in the fog, which was erected between two mountains, but as the car approached, I could see it.

"I remember coming here, and it was the same when I was driving. There was such a heavy fog outside the car. After I drove on the bridge, I found that the bridge was empty in the middle and it hadn't been completed yet, but I thought it was too late to brake. "

That bridge was not completed, because there was a section in the middle that was not connected and was empty.

I couldn't wait anymore, and said to the driver rudely, "Where is this place, where are you going?"

At this time, the car still had no intention of slowing down, and drove towards the bridge through the thick fog.

I subconsciously shrank back a bit.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, smiled kindly, and said to me, "The bus has arrived."

After she said this, I realized that the sun outside the car was refracted through the glass, there were many buses parked outside, and there were many people of all kinds carrying large and small bags, and I looked around the car.

It was empty, everyone had got out of the car, only the old lady was left, and the driver in the black leather jacket was wiping the steering wheel with a rag.

(End of this chapter)