About 2 or 3 kilometers away from Huyun, the minibus stopped again, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman came up. The woman looked around the car for a week, walked towards me, stood in front of me, and the vehicle The frustration of starting didn't make her body shake in the slightest.
"Wurry, don't be afraid."
The woman said she was not afraid. I understand very well, because unlike my second uncle and Grandpa Zhao, I don’t know life and death at all, but this person in front of me is different. I am not only familiar with her, but also witnessed her death with my own eyes.
Third aunt.
I looked at my third aunt and sniffed it carefully. There was still a faint smell of corpse on her body, but there was no trace of yin. It was like what was in front of me was not a ghost, but the corpse of my third aunt. It’s just been so long. Now, how could the third aunt's body be preserved so well? What surprised me even more was why I didn't feel the yin energy. You know, the body will definitely not move by itself.
The third aunt was probably a little dazed because I didn't show the frightened expression she imagined, and she spoke for a long time.
"Listen to the third aunt, get off at Huyun. It's so late, it's not safe to go back."
"Why, Third Aunt?"
Maybe my expression and words were too ordinary, the third aunt took a deep look at me and said: "You have grown up and learned some skills, but the third aunt will not harm you, get off at Huyun."
"Third Aunt." I shook my head and said, "If you don't tell me the reason, I won't get off at Huyun."
"Oh." The third aunt shook her head, the same as when she saw me disobedient when I was a child.
The car has slowly driven into Huyun City, turned a few turns, reduced the speed, and leaned towards the side of the road. This is also the difference between townships and county towns, vehicles basically will not enter the station.
The vehicle stopped, and many people started to get off. After all, a village is only so big, and not many people will go there.
The third aunt stretched out her hand, grabbed my arm, and pulled me into the car: "Get out of the car and listen to the third aunt."
The third aunt's hand was cold and stiff, without a trace of elasticity, just like frozen ice. I struggled a bit, but couldn't break free. The ancestral spirit stone didn't respond at all. I knew that the third aunt did not have any malice towards me. However, because of this, I am more determined to return to my hometown now.
During the pulling, the vehicle started slowly. To my surprise, the third aunt did not ask the driver to stop, but let go of my arm after the vehicle started, with a displeased look on her face, and looked at me for a long time. Only then sighed and said: "You child, you have been stubborn since you were a child. Remember, don't get off the bus until the stop. From now on, don't talk to anyone. When you arrive at the stop, go home and sleep by yourself. Your ancestors will bless you. "
As soon as the vehicle left Huyun, the third aunt stopped the car, got out of the car alone, and gave me a deep look before leaving, letting me remember her words.
The car started again, and I was thinking about what my aunt said, from now on, is it not safe to be in the car anymore
I looked at the few people in the car, and was surprised to find that the people on the car now were the first group of people to get on the car, no one was too many, and no one was missing.
The next stop is the village of my hometown, but I don't know any of these people, and I don't even know them. This is basically impossible in a small village.
But I didn't panic either, I've practiced the spell spells of the human body well, and it's not a problem to deal with third-grade ghosts barely, not to mention I still have a ghost body.
I also remembered what my third aunt said, don't talk to others, in fact, I don't have much to say, most people in the car are sleeping, the car is very quiet, even if I want to find someone to talk to.
The CMB passed the three-fork intersection safely, and I felt relieved. It is very close to my hometown from here. It only takes a few minutes, and I look at the watch. It is just after 9 o'clock, which is not too late.
In front of me, after turning a big bend, I can see the house of my hometown, but what is waiting for me there, I feel a little uneasy.
However, before turning the corner, the car stopped without a sound, and then the people in the car started making noises, asking what was going on. The driver cursed and opened the engine cover next to the driver's seat to check.
I also found that something was wrong. The distance here was no more than 1,000 meters from the village, but no one had the idea of getting out of the car and walking back. Instead, they waited for the driver to repair the car.
What's even more exaggerated is that they were all sleeping, and when the car stopped, even I didn't feel the vibration, but everyone woke up. In fact, rather than saying that the car broke down, it is better to say that the driver parked the car by himself. At least, this is how I feel.
But I didn't get out of the car rashly, but watched the scene in front of me in the car.
The fat man reprimanded the driver for a long time, as if he was looking for an ally, he turned to me and said, "Brother, you can also say a few words."
Although I'm not afraid, I don't want to be troublesome. I kept my aunt's words in mind. I just smiled and didn't say anything. The fat man made himself feel bored, and turned to look for other comrades. Soon, he and the young couple got married. It became a united front and began to reprimand the driver.
The little fat man looked at me curiously, and asked, "Uncle, aren't you hungry? Little fat man is very hungry."
The little fat man was really called Xiao Pang, I almost laughed, but I just nodded with a smile, and still didn't make a sound.
Soon, half an hour passed, and the car still hadn't been repaired. Although it was not far away, no one wanted to get out of the car, but the voice of condemning the driver became louder.
Even the old woman who has not spoken has joined the ranks of condemnation. The only person in the entire carriage who has not spoken is me.
The big fat man looked back at me, very dissatisfied: "You also say a few words, everyone reminds me, maybe it will be faster."
I still smiled and said nothing, the big fat man seemed to be angry, and stared at me fiercely, the young couple also turned their heads to look at me: "That's right, you can also say something."
"Just say something, young man, maybe the driver will fix it faster." The old woman also turned around.
For a while, I became the focus of everyone's attention, and no one cared about the driver anymore, and they all condemned me, threatening and persuading, as if I broke the car .
I looked at this scene a little funny, just nodded and smiled, but didn't speak.
After another 10 minutes, the car started with a sound of rubbing. The driver wiped his sweat, turned around and smiled at me and said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."
The driver fastened his seat belt and began to concentrate on turning the steering wheel, but the car did not move forward. It seems that something is going to happen. Could it be that the driver is also a ghost? I thought a little depressingly.
The other people in the car have already sat back in their seats, sleeping when they should, and chatting when they should, as if the car is really driving. My head is full of fog, the last 1000 meters, is it really not going to let me get home