"With the skull crusher, I feel much more at ease."

Chen Ge put on his bag, took his phone and left the horror house.

Lizhi's ghost stories are still going on, and she has already told the third story.

She told this story in great detail, as if she had experienced it herself.

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

In other words, in the third story, the taxi driver at midnight was the unlucky guy who was replaced by the ghost.

"Ghost driving, the more I listen, the more it sounds like the style of the Ghost Story Association."

Chen Ge waited at the entrance of the park for a long time and finally got a taxi. It was already 11:30 in the evening.

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

There was no air conditioning in the taxi. The driver was a middle-aged man. He put his arms on the window and gently shook his head to 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 it was this driver who took him to Xijiao Private College to complete Zhang Ya's favorability mission.

When he was taking out his cell phone, he accidentally brought out a fruit knife. As a result, the driver mistook him for a carjacker and wrote the words "I'm being held hostage, please call the police" on the billboard on the roof of the car.

What a coincidence, maybe this is fate.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Ge was afraid that the other party would recognize him and refuse to give him a ride, so he put his hand under his nose and got into the car first and closed the door. "Old Town Huaihua Lane, I'm in a hurry, please hurry up."

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

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

"Although that place is not far from here, I heard it is very evil. A taxi driver once ran into an evil spirit there before."

"What era is it now? You still believe this?" Chen Ge said calmly, "Drive quickly. I'm in a hurry."

"Sometimes you really have to believe it. I encountered a strange thing a few weeks ago." The driver started the car, and he seemed to think of some bad memories: "In the middle of the night, someone asked me to take him to an abandoned school in the suburbs. God knows, I took him there without thinking anything. Guess what happened?"

"What?"

"We were almost there, and the guy told me he was going on a date in an abandoned school district? Do you know how I felt at the time? I was dragging a psychopath around in the middle of the night, and my scalp was about to explode!"

The driver was getting more and more upset. "I had a fever the next day. It was so strange that I asked my wife to ask a half-immortal for some talismans for me. It took a whole week to recover before I dared to continue driving at night."

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

"Don't disbelieve me. I'm telling the truth. The boy was about your age at the time. He looked clean and normal. Who knew..." The driver glanced at Chen Ge in the rearview mirror. Suddenly, he had a very strange feeling in his heart. A chill slowly climbed up his legs to his shoulders.

Why do we feel so familiar even though we have never met before?

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

Chen Ge guessed that the other party recognized him: "I'm sorry for bothering you last time I went to Xijiao Private College. I didn't expect to cause you so much confusion. I'm sorry."

The driver's face became stiff. He took out several pieces of talisman paper that were stuck to his underwear and tore them into pieces. "Actually, I recognized you when you got in the car. I was just joking with you just now. Don't take those words to heart."

"No, what's your name, brother? I work in the park, we can be friends in the future." It was fate that Chen Ge met this uncle twice. He didn't know whether the other party appreciated him or not, but he admired the uncle's optimistic attitude towards life.

The driver looked at the dark, empty park behind him, and his Adam's apple trembled: "My last name is Zhang."

The two chatted for a while, but the driver was still wary of Chen Ge, as if he was a herbivore locked in an iron cage with a lion. The veins on his hands that were gripping the steering wheel were clearly visible.

Chen Ge was also helpless when he saw this scene. It seemed that night had left a deep psychological trauma on the driver.

Seeing that the driver was not in a good mood, Chen Ge did not bother him and listened attentively to Lizhi's ghost story. He wanted to find out information related to the Ghost Story Association.

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

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

When there were only nineteen minutes left until midnight, the taxi drove into the old city. A few dozen meters away from Huaihua Lane, the driver stopped the car and was unwilling to drive forward no matter what.

Chen Ge felt very sorry for the old man, so he paid the fare, got out of the car and left.

As soon as he closed the door, the taxi turned around and sped up without any hesitation.

"Am I that scary? This guy is too timid." Chen Ge looked at the taxi going away. It drove about fifty or sixty meters and then stopped. It seemed that someone in another alley next to it was waving at him.

After a while, a man rushed out from the alley, opened the car door and got in.

The driver didn't want to stay here any longer. After the car door was closed, he left as if he was escaping.

"Someone just happened to be hailing a taxi?" Chen Ge carefully recalled every move of the man who came out of the alley. The distance was far and the light was dim, so he didn't see it very clearly just now.

"No, the guy who came out of the alley..." Chen Ge's pupils shrank suddenly: "He seemed to run out backwards!"

Chen Ge put his phone into his pocket, and Lizhi began to tell the fifth ghost story about a taxi driver.

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

"We must find him!" Chen Ge rushed to the road and stopped any passing taxis without caring if there were any passengers in them. "You taxi drivers should have an internal communication group. Help me find someone. Quick! His life may be in danger!"

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

"Lao Zhang, where are you now?"

"It's terrible. The passengers we picked up tonight are all very strange. Just now, someone wanted to go to Huaihua Lane, and now this person wants to go to the bus stop near Jiujiang Crematorium, saying that he forgot something there."