Chapter 3 Sun Laoqi
If time forgets to turn and forgets to take away something, will you still stop saying you love me?
Just when my mind was still in a daze, the phone on the bedside rang.
Zhou Mao?
Seeing that the call was from Zhou Mao, I hurriedly pressed the answer button.
"Brother, are you okay last night? I helped you check what happened to the eight drivers five years ago. Are you interested in listening?"
As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Mao's carefree voice rang.
Of course I would not refuse. Now I am eager to know the weird source of this last midnight train.
"Some of the eight people before encountered ghost soldiers borrowing the road, some encountered weasels worshiping the moon, some encountered white snakes blocking the road, and some encountered."
Zhou Mao said several situations in succession, and the last one he said was that the old lady burned paper!
I was still in a daze. Everything that happened yesterday was obviously beyond the scope of scientific explanation.
"Brother, listen to my advice. When you encounter this kind of situation when driving at night, don't stop the car or provoke them. Just go around them."
"I won't drive this bus anymore. I'll go find the captain now!"
I shuddered and made up my mind that I would never drive this bus again. It was too damn scary.
"No! You must drive this bus!"
When Zhou Mao heard that I would not drive the last midnight bus, his reaction was beyond my expectation.
"Why?"
"Among the eight drivers in front of you, five chose to leave halfway, three of them died in accidents, and the remaining two became disabled, and their brains were a little abnormal, so now you must continue to drive. However, I do know a Feng Shui master. I will go find him later to see if there is any way to save you."
Zhou Mao's words made me fall into silence. I regretted why I took this bus. Now I was in a dilemma and could only choose to continue driving.
"Brother Zhou, thank you for your help."
Zhou Mao is my only friend in the company, and now I can only choose to trust him.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, I set off after checking the time.
This time, no one got on the bus on the way to Shan'ao Village, and the girl in white did not appear again.
After waiting for three minutes at the terminal of Shan'ao Village, I started the car and prepared to return to the station.
My muscles were tense, for fear of meeting the old woman who burned paper again.
However, at the fourth stop on the return journey, I did not see anything unusual, and the old woman who burned paper did not appear again, which made me feel relieved.
"The weasel worships the moon?"
But just after the fourth stop and coming to the fifth stop, the scene in front of me made my eyes widen!
A yellow weasel was nearly one meter long, with sparkling hair all over its body. At this moment, it was squatting in the middle of the road, worshiping the bright moon in the sky!
Because I was going from south to north, and it was midnight, so the moon was behind me.
From this point of view, the yellow weasel seemed to be kneeling down to worship me!
The hair on my body stood up instantly. This scene made me feel more creepy than the old woman burning paper yesterday.
I was so frightened that my limbs went cold. It seemed that I had forgotten to step on the accelerator. The speed of the car was slowly decreasing. According to this standard of decrease, the car would definitely stop in front of the yellow-skinned fox.
"Don't ask anything, don't care about anything, and don't stop the car!"
I thought of Zhou Mao's instructions in a trance. Without any hesitation, I gritted my teeth and stepped on the accelerator.
Boom!
The bus rushed out directly like lightning, but because of nervousness, I forgot to turn the direction, and the car crashed directly into the yellow-skinned fox.
Squeak
The yellow-skinned fox let out a terrified cry, and then ran to the side of the road in a panic. In the last moment, I clearly saw that its eyes were full of resentment!
When I returned to the station, the sweat on my body had not dried yet.
If this goes on every day, I feel that I will die of a heart attack sooner or later.
I don't know what time I fell asleep, but I dreamed that the yellow-skinned fox came to me in my sleep, and kept asking why I ruined its practice.
When I woke up the next day, I felt sore in my waist and legs, as if I had worked hard all night instead of sleeping last night.
"Brother Zhou, how did the question go?"
I called Zhou Mao quickly. Now I don't want to drive the last midnight bus 9413 again.
"Unfortunately, the gentleman is on a business trip. It will take half a month for him to come back. You can only hold on for another half a month. But don't worry, according to my research on your eight previous drivers, even if there is a problem, it will take at least half a month."
I didn't listen to Zhou Mao's comfort. After hanging up the phone, I always felt like a big stone was pressing on my body, making him gasp when walking.
It was night again. I waited in the dormitory until 11:30, but there was no intention to go to the parking lot.
I encountered strange things for two consecutive nights. Now my legs are weak before the bus leaves.
"Damn it, when a person dies, birds fly up to the sky. I am still a virgin, so why should I be afraid of hair!"
It was almost midnight, and thinking of Zhou Mao's words, I said to myself to cheer myself up, then walked from the dormitory to the parking lot and started bus No. 14 9413.
What surprised me this time was that as soon as the bus left the station and arrived at a stop, an old man carrying a basket came up.
"Uncle, where are you going so late?"
I felt a little more secure when I saw someone get on the bus, and I started chatting with the old man with a smile.
"I came to sell vegetables during the day and took a nap. When I woke up, I saw that it was already midnight. Fortunately, there was a last bus. I want to go to Shan'ao Village."
After putting down the basket, the old man showed a kind smile on his face and sat directly in the front seat on my right.
"Young man, can you smoke?"
I saw that the old man had an extra pipe in his hand, which was the kind of homemade dry tobacco.
"It's okay for you to sit in front of the window, smoke it, anyway, there are only two of us."
"Thank you, thank you, young man, you are a good person! Come to our Shan'ao Village another day, I, Sun Laoqi, will treat you to a meal."
While thanking me, Sun Laoqi lit the dry tobacco and started smoking.
With Sun Laoqi's company, I drove very steadily on the road. It only took half an hour from the station to Shan'ao Village.
"Ahem. Young man, I'm home. Drive slowly on the way back."
Sun Laoqi stood up and put the basket on his back. But when he walked behind me, he suddenly swung the pipe in his hand and hit me!
"Damn! Are you sick?"
I screamed and frowned when I was suddenly attacked.
"Young man, I saw that you were a good person, so I helped you. It's a pity that people nowadays don't know good people."
Sun Laoqi sighed, walked down from the car with the basket on his back, and soon disappeared into the night.