The Last Train to Hell

After leaving the hospital, I stopped a taxi and got in. Sometimes I have to say that fate is so wonderful, especially bad fate.

As soon as I got in the car, I felt something was not right. Everything seemed very familiar. Then a familiar voice appeared.

"Little brother, where are you going?"

I put the suitcase aside and said carelessly: "Go to the airport."

"You can go to the airport, but you have to pay extra."

When I heard this sentence, I always felt as if I had heard something similar before. Then I remembered that this was not the voice of the hearse driver.

I quickly looked up and saw that it was indeed this guy. Why is this guy still haunting me? He is always there wherever I go. He just wants to kill me.

"Little brother, I didn't expect us to meet again."

He said with a sneer, and his expression made me shiver involuntarily under the dim light.

"What are you looking at? You kept looking at me last time too. You just think I'm easy to bully!"

At this time, I also got angry. Unlucky things happened one after another, so I started to curse.

Bai Xian saw that I was angry and held my hand. His gentle eyes calmed me down.

"Hey, this is interesting. You didn't even burn any money for me. You still owe me money, but you're still so arrogant."

He heard my tone, and his face looked a little wrong. His face was originally pale, but now it became a little green.

I also understood that I just said this because I was angry, so I smiled and said, I'm sorry, I forgot, you keep the account first, and I will give it to you when the time comes.

When he heard that he had forgotten what I said, he snorted coldly and said, "Okay, remember this time, you must burn it to me when the time comes."

"Okay, please drive quickly, I'm in a hurry to catch my flight."

I agreed to him without hesitation. People have to bow their heads under the eaves. I understand this very well.

But there is one thing to say, this hearse does drive very fast, because the airport is in the suburbs, and it usually takes at least more than an hour to drive there, but this time it only took half an hour to get there. After Bai Xian and I got off the car, The hearse disappeared at a glance.

"Mom, next time I see this car, I will never get in it."

I cursed secretly and walked into the airport. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the flight to Miaosen City would probably take two hours.

After receiving the ticket, I got on the plane directly and closed my eyes to rest.

When the stewardess woke me up, I had already arrived in Miaosen City. After getting off the plane, I dragged a suitcase and walked towards the airport entrance.

I was sleepy-eyed at this time, and there was no spirit at this time. The airport was empty at this time, but this was also in line with other people's descriptions of Miaosen City on the Internet.

At night, basically no one comes out of Miaosen City, and even if they come out, it is only because they have to support their families.

I walked to the taxi queue, looked carefully and found that nothing was wrong, then opened the door and got in the car.

"Driver, please go to Muling Village."

I spoke.

The driver in front shuddered when he heard this, looked back at me angrily and cursed: "Get out, I won't take you with me, I won't go with whoever wants to go, no matter how much you pay. "

The driver drove me out of the car with an angry look on his face, and I also looked confused, thinking that this guy had no business to do.

I walked to the next taxi and stuck my head into the passenger seat to ask.

"Master, are you going to Mu Ling Village?"

"Where? Muling Village? Tui, Gungun, don't stop me from doing business. It's so unlucky to meet such a person as soon as I go out."

"What kind of person is this? If you don't want to go, don't go. He spits. Isn't he disgusting?"

I cursed secretly with a look of disgust on my face.

I walked towards the next taxi, but after asking more than a dozen taxis, they all had the same attitude and directly rejected my request.

"Looks like I'm going to be walking tonight."

I looked at the last taxi and had lost hope.

I walked over to the taxi and poked my head into the passenger seat.

The master was a middle-aged man with a beard on his face and deep dark circles in his eyes. The co-pilot next to him was throwing a pack of white septwolves.

"Master, I want to go to Muling Village. Can you go here?"

When I asked this question, I no longer had any hope.

But to my surprise, after hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man said, "Go, I can go, but I have to pay more."

Oh my God, because of that hearse driver, I hate the words "add money", but at this time I nodded quickly.

I quickly put the suitcase in the trunk, fearing that the driver would regret it.

After I got into the back seat, I felt relieved. It seemed that the driver would not abandon me.

When the car started, I put my head in a comfortable position and asked, "Master, why are you all so afraid of Muling Village? Is there anything weird about it?"

After looking around, the middle-aged uncle reached into the passenger drawer and opened the drawer.

When I saw this scene, I was shocked. I know that some drivers specially choose the night to rob others for money and death.

But the next second I let out a long breath. What the middle-aged uncle took out from the drawer was not a knife or a hot weapon, but a red talisman.

He held the talisman tightly and muttered something in a low voice, then said: "This Muling Village is a place known to our people. Everyone knows that this place is in the southwest of the city, but no one has ever been there."

"Although I was born and raised here, I have never been to this place. I just know the approximate location, so I can only take you to a general place."

I got anxious when I heard this. It turned out that he wanted to cheat me of my money.

The middle-aged uncle saw my expression in the rearview mirror and probably guessed what I was thinking about writing. He waved his hand and said, "I'm not trying to rip you off, but no one has been to this place, and no one will go there. If I hadn't wanted to save my seriously ill daughter, I wouldn't do your business."

I was stunned for a moment after hearing this and asked, "Why don't you dare to do it? What happened?"

The middle-aged uncle looked at me in the rearview mirror, sighed and said, "Young man, I can probably guess that you are one of those anchors who just want to make money here. I know you young people don't believe this, but this place is really a bit weird."