Chapter 250 He Said to Go to the Abandoned School

"With the skull crusher, I really feel a lot more at ease."

Chen Ge put his bag on his back and left the House of Horrors with his mobile phone.

Lizhi's ghost story continues, and she has already told the third story.

She told the story so carefully, as if she had experienced it herself.

What makes the audience feel more terrifying is that many details of this story mirror the first story.

That is to say, in the third story, the driver who drives the taxi at midnight is the unlucky guy who was replaced by a ghost.

"Ghost driving, the more you listen to it, the more like their style of the Weird Talk Association."

Chen Ge waited for a long time at the entrance of the park, and finally got a taxi. It was already half past eleven in the evening.

"It should be in time." Chen Ge opened the car door, and before he got in, he heard a popular DJ from a few years ago.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the taxi, and the driver was a middle-aged man with his arms pressed against the window, shaking his head gently following the rhythm.

"Why does this person look familiar?"

Chen Ge looked at the man's face and thought for a long time before he remembered that when he went to the private college in the western suburbs to complete Zhang Ya's favorability task, this driver sent him.

At that time, he accidentally brought out the fruit knife when he took out his mobile phone. As a result, the driver mistakenly thought that he was a carjacker, and printed the words "I was hijacked, please call the police" on the advertising board on the roof of the car.

What a coincidence, maybe it's fate.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Ge was afraid that the other party would refuse to take him after recognizing him, and put his hand under his nose, so he simply got into the car and closed the door: "Huaihua Lane in the old city, I'm in a hurry, please hurry up."

"Huaihua Lane?" The driver turned down the music in the car and hesitated for a while, as if he was struggling with something.

"Is there a problem? Do you have to pay extra to go to the old town?"

"Although that place is not far from here, I heard that it is very evil. A taxi driver has hit evil there before."

"How old is it, do you still believe this?" Chen Ge's face was not red or his heart was beating: "Come on drive,

I'm in a hurry. "

"Sometimes I have to believe it. I also encountered a strange thing a few weeks ago." The driver started the car, and he seemed to have some bad memories: "In the middle of the night, someone asked me to take him to the abandoned school in the suburbs. , the conscience of heaven and earth, I pulled him over without thinking, and guess what?"

"What's the matter?"

"It's almost there, that person told me that he was going on a date in the abandoned campus? Do you know how I felt at that time? I ran in the middle of the night with a mental illness, and my scalp was about to explode!"

The uncle the driver said more and more and felt more uncomfortable: "I had a fever the next day, which was really weird. I quickly asked my wife to go to Banxian and ask for some talismans for me. After a whole week of delay, I dared to continue driving at night. ."

"Is it so scary?" Chen Ge was a little embarrassed, he felt that he and others had experienced two completely different things.

"Don't believe me, I'm telling the truth. That guy was about the same age as you at the time. It was normal to look clean. Who knows..." The uncle of the driver glanced at Chen Ge in the rearview mirror. After that, he suddenly had a very strange feeling in his heart, and a cold air slowly climbed up from his legs to his shoulders.

Why does it seem familiar when we have never met?

The blood on his face gradually faded, and he asked tentatively, "Brother, have we met before?"

Chen Ge guessed that the other party recognized him: "I went to Xijiao Private College to trouble you last time. I didn't expect it to cause you such a big confusion, sorry."

The driver's uncle's face became stiff. He took out a few talismans that were clinging to his underwear and tore them into pieces: "Actually, I recognized you when you got in the car, just now I'm just joking with you, don't take those words to heart."

"No, brother, what do you call me? I work in the paradise, and we can make friends in the future." Chen Ge was able to meet this uncle twice, it was fate, he didn't know whether the other party admired him or not, anyway He appreciates the uncle's optimistic attitude towards life.

The driver looked at the pitch-dark, deserted paradise behind him, his Adam's apple trembled: "My surname is Zhang."

The two chatted a few more times, but the uncle of the driver was still wary of Chen Ge, as if a herbivore and a lion were locked in an iron cage, and he could see obvious blue veins on his hand holding the steering wheel.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ge was also very helpless. It seemed that the uncle driver left a deep psychological shadow that night.

Seeing that the driver's uncle was not in high interest, Chen Ge didn't bother the other party, and concentrated on listening to Lizhi's ghost story. He wanted to find out information about the Weird Talk Association.

The eerie soundtrack sounded in the car, the ghost story of lychee happened in Huaihua Lane, and the protagonists of the accident were all taxi drivers, which made the uncle sitting in the driver's seat sweat wildly on his forehead.

He forced himself not to listen and to concentrate on driving.

When there were only nineteen minutes left until midnight, the taxi drove into the old city. At a place that was a few dozen meters away from Huaihua Alley, the uncle of the driver stopped the car and was reluctant to drive forward.

Chen Ge also felt very sorry for this old brother, paid the car, got out of the car and left.

As soon as he closed the door on his side, the taxi turned around and accelerated without any hesitation.

"Am I that scary? This old man is too timid." Chen Ge looked at the taxi that went away, and the other party stopped after about fifty or sixty meters. It seemed that there was someone in another alley next to him. waving at him.

After a while, someone in the alley came out, opened the door and got in the car.

The uncle of the driver didn't want to stay here any longer. After the door was closed, he left like running for his life.

"Someone just happened to be taking a taxi?" Chen Ge carefully recalled every movement of the person who came out of the alley. The distance was very far and the light was dim, so what he saw just now was not very clear.

"No, the guy who came out of the alley..." Chen Ge's pupils shrank suddenly: "It seems that he ran out backwards!"

Chen Ge put the mobile phone in his pocket, and at this time Lizhi began to tell the fifth ghost story related to the taxi driver.

He ran out of the alley, and the taxi had already run away.

"You must find him!" Chen Ge rushed to the road, regardless of whether there were passengers in the passing taxi, and stopped him directly: "You taxi drivers should have an internal communication group, help me find someone, hurry up! He may be in danger now!"

The driver was very frightened by Chen Ge's appearance. According to Chen Ge's description, he easily contacted the driver surnamed Zhang.

"Old Zhang, where are you now?"

"It's a dead end. The passengers who are pulling tonight are very strange. Just now, someone was going to Huaihua Lane. Now this one is going to the bus stop near Jiujiang Crematorium, saying that there is something left there."