"Okay, I'll be there now."
It was a midsummer evening, just after eleven o'clock.
Sang Que changed into a loose black sportswear, tied her hair into a simple high ponytail, said goodbye to her mother, took her cell phone and went out.
It had rained last night, and the air in the small town at the foot of the mountain was damp and cold. There were few people on the streets and very few cars.
While waiting for a bus on the side of the road, Sang Que looked up at the sky. The news said that there would be a blood moon tonight, and all kinds of strange predictions were spreading on the Internet, causing a lot of buzz.
Unfortunately, the sky was gloomy and we couldn’t see anything.
Finally, he stopped a taxi, opened the door, sat down on the right side of the back seat, and gave his address.
When Sangque looked back, the taxi was still parked there. It seemed as if a pair of eyes were peering out from the car, thinking, hesitating...
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Qin Lu sent a message saying that her phone was dropped by her father and the microphone might be broken. Although the screen was also broken, it was barely usable.
Even so, Sang Que relaxed and didn't feel scared. He was just glad that he was in a crowded place. "How much is it, Master?"
Swelling and rotting, corpse fluid and blood seeped into the damp and peeling walls, leaving strange tree-like patterns.
The vehicle started slowly and drove towards the destination.
The journey of less than ten minutes seemed particularly long, and Sang Que thought of countless unexpected situations and coping methods in his mind.
"I'm in your village."
The message was sent, but Qin Lu did not reply.
There is a yard behind the gate. The ground is covered with a layer of black and red stains all year round, which makes your feet sticky when you step on it. There is a lot of garbage piled in the corners, flies are flying around, and the air is filled with the stench of garbage that has been left for a long time in the summer.
"Master, it's a bit stuffy in the car, can you open the window?"
[The story I told you last time about someone knocking on the door at midnight seems to have scared you. Today I will tell you a less scary story about a midnight taxi.]
Sang Que was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, followed by a physiological nausea. He covered his mouth and almost vomited.
[…She was a young girl who looked like a high school student. She died…]
It was quiet and deserted outside, and the atmosphere inside the car was cold and silent.
"Qin Lu——"
*This is an [upgrade story], not a pure rule horror story with no solution. It has an upgraded power system, and the sense of horror will weaken as the heroine's strength increases. So it's scary in the early stage, and develops towards a [cool story] in the middle stage, and then [farming, developing and building a dynasty] in the later stage. Please be informed! [Special note] The heroine is not an orphan. Mentioning this point may involve spoilers. The heroine was picked up and adopted. She has relatives alive, and she is a brother. The heroine is not a delicate sister, nor is she a brother control. She is a cold female Valkyrie. If you mind having a brother, don't get into the pit!
The damp and cold smell of earth after the rain poured in. Sang Que kept his composure and remained calm. He continued to hold his phone, pretending to watch short videos, but in fact he was on full alert.
[So, who was the person who just texted the high school student? ]
[The story begins with a high school student who went out to visit his classmate at night and got in a taxi. It was an ordinary night and an ordinary taxi, but the high school student didn’t know…]
The phone suddenly went off automatically. Sang Que's heart tightened and she quickly unlocked it again, but the group in the chat history was gone and she couldn't find it using the search bar.
A bone-chilling chill instantly enveloped the whole body, and the coldness, accompanied by a foul smell, whispered softly in Sangque's ears.
The lamp posts are covered with various small advertisements for certificate issuance and men's health services, and there are always a few lights flashing.
Sang Que frowned slightly and glanced at the front row.
She came several times, but no one fixed it.
*【Kind tips】
Sang Que couldn't help but move his gaze backwards, looking at the rear of the car through the rear window. While holding his mobile phone to prepare a text message to the police, he scanned various places in the car.
A stage was set up at the dim entrance of the village, paper money was flying, wreaths and paper streamers were everywhere, and a group of people in mourning were holding a funeral.
Bang! The phone fell to the ground, and the screen exploded like a spider web.
Story chain? When had she ever joined such a group? Just as she was about to delete it, a new message popped up in the group.
It took a full ten seconds before the taxi started again and left the entrance of the urban village.
Sang Que's heart tightened and she inexplicably felt the temperature in the car drop, which made her hair stand on end.
Sang Que sent a message to Qin Lu, but there was no sound when she called him before.
Sang Que quickly scanned the code and got off the car, then ran quickly to the stage and blended into the group of people in mourning, pretending that they were all his relatives.
Sang Que walked quickly to the door of the house. Sure enough, a piece of bent steel bar was inserted into the old door bolt. She pulled out the steel bar and opened the door.
Sang Que let out a long sigh and quickly sent a message to Qin Lu.
Sang Que walked quickly around the stage and into the village. The humming voices of the opera were fading away. Most people in the village were watching the opera at the entrance of the village. The doors of the houses on both sides of the cement road were closed, and it was dark and quiet.
The dark clouds dispersed, and a blood-red full moon hung high in the sky...
"Pack your things. We'll stay in a hotel tonight. Come with me to find the class teacher tomorrow to find a solution. You can't go on like this."
Sangque cried out and saw a figure flash by the window.
The corpse was holding a cell phone with a broken screen in his hand. On the desk by the window, the light of the desk lamp suddenly began to flicker.
"Do you want me to bring you something to eat?"
A pair of rotten and swollen arms stretched out from the darkness, clinging to all parts of the mulberry bird's body. Flies were flying around, and a huge tree-like blood net spread from under its feet.
Sangque skillfully found the key under the flowerpot, opened the lock on the door, pushed it open a crack and slipped in.
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"Eight."
"Where are you going? Didn't you say you would accompany me?"
There was a crack that didn't allow her to jump out directly, so at most she could stretch her arms out. Why not open the whole crack for her?
Sang Que kept urging Qin Lu to call the police, but Qin Lu refused. She wanted to hold on until she became an adult and was admitted to university.
Sang Que's breathing stagnated. He looked towards the front row and through the rearview mirror, his eyes met with the middle-aged, fat driver. The driver avoided him in a panic.
The stench of decay hit him in the face, and his scalp went numb and his eyes widened in horror.
The taxi was driving on the empty and deserted road. Sang Que put down his phone and turned to look out the window. The neon lights of the small city were flashy, giving people a sense of the old-fashioned 1980s.
"Stay...don't go!"
She subconsciously reached into her trouser pocket. Whenever she went out alone at night, she would carry a fruit knife for self-defense.
It is now early August and it is summer vacation. The day before yesterday, their high school classmates had a reunion, but Qin Lu didn't come.
Finally, the taxi stopped outside the urban village.
Among the swarm of startled flies, the tree-like lines were wriggling and contracting like blood vessels.
Sang Que immediately held his breath, turned on the sound of the short video, and pretended to be relaxed. In fact, he had already edited the alarm text message and was ready to send it at any time.
The text on the phone made Sang Que feel creepy. A chill rushed to her head. She pressed the amulet hanging on her chest, turned away, and called the police with trembling hands.
Qin Lu's mother left after failing to get a divorce. Her father was an alcoholic and would beat her when he was drunk. He also often locked her at home and wouldn't let her go out, fearing that she would leave like her mother.
Ding Dong~ The phone rang, and the "Story Chain" group appeared again! […The high school student was very alert and restrained, and did not do anything extra to trigger the death rule. She got off the taxi smoothly, but when she arrived at her classmate's house, she found that her classmate had already died in the bed, and his death was weird. ]
Qin Lu is Sang Que's classmate and her academic performance has always been among the best. Sang Que is very familiar with her family situation.
Sang Que found Qin Lu's house. The big red double iron doors were rusted and peeling. The cold wind blew the ivy on the outer wall. Suddenly, a cat ran over the wall and scared Sang Que.
"No, I'm not hungry."
The yard was pitch black, with only a little light coming through the window of a small house on the right side of the row of bungalows.
The interior of the car had obviously just been cleaned, it was very clean, but the smell of cheap incense was very strong. I didn't notice it at first, but now I feel dizzy.
The driver glanced at Sang Que in the rearview mirror, paused for a few seconds, and then opened the rear window a crack.
Before the call to the police was made, a text message from Qin Lu came into the phone.
[There is a body hidden in the trunk of the taxi! ]
On the bed was a body that had been dead for a long time!
The sound of mournful opera singing, accompanied by bursts of crying that sometimes rose and sometimes fell, was creepy.
* A long article about upgrading. The heroine is a growth type. She is not the first to appear with full mental, character, and ability. She will make mistakes, correct them, and grow. She is a poor student because she has no interest in learning and spends all her time practicing martial arts. This does not mean that she is stupid. She will grow up comprehensively with more experience.
The supporting characters also have growth lines, imperfect personalities, garbage cannon fodder, passers-by and tools, and everything else.
* Highlights will be given to women and men. Generally speaking, I can guarantee that [there are more women than men]. Just like the previous book, I don't write female-dominant articles, nor do I write yuri articles. It's easy to spread rumors, but I have no way to refute them. Some people say I write yuri, some people say I love men, I can't explain it with a thousand mouths! * Please don't get entangled in the issue of the number of men and women, the gender of cats and dogs, the gender attributes of words, and whether idioms involve misogyny. I can only [try to avoid it]. Please don't just focus on the highlights of men, and just think that I wrote men well, and just think that I set off men. Women have highlights, women have a lot of highlights, and there is a sequence of appearance of male and female supporting roles. Don't ignore the countless female highlights because a male highlight appears first, and then say that I love men. Read the book happily, and abandon the book if you are unhappy.
* If you tell me I was wrong, I will admit it and correct it. The more I argue, the clearer the truth will be! Peace of mind, great merits, I wish you all great wealth and win the lottery!
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