Is it Xiqu Radio? There are so many kinds of operas, why do you always sing Huangmei opera
Perhaps because of the silence in the middle of the night, the sound of the radio is much louder than during the day. I moved the tuning needle left and right to find other stations, but I still found nothing.
There is only one radio station.
I was a little frustrated and tuned back to the Xiqu channel. After listening to two songs, I felt really boring, so I turned off the radio and went to sleep.
Sneez...
There was a continuous noise. I thought the radio was broken, so I subconsciously raised my hand and patted it.
"Dear friends, good evening, everyone. It's 11:59 pm, and there is still one minute to twelve. At twelve o'clock, it means that a door is closed, and it means that a door is opened... "
The male announcer's voice is deep and mysterious, and in conjunction with the crippling sound effects, I immediately understand what program this is.
Toot, toot, toot...
I remembered the sound of the time signal on the radio.
"Listen friends, it's twelve o'clock in the night, next is the midnight tricks column, now I will open another door for everyone..."
Once bitten by a snake, I was afraid of well ropes for ten years. I just got rid of the evil thing. How dare I listen to ghost stories in the middle of the night, but when I was about to turn off the radio, the male anchor used his great deterrence. Said: "The name of the story is: Death Wagon."
I was fascinated by the name immediately, and I pressed my hand on the off button and did not move.
There was a whining wind on the radio, and the male anchor lowered his voice and began to say:
"The protagonist of the story is a truck driver named Wang Jiasheng. The Wang family gave birth to a family of three. His wife was aggressive but a good hand in life, and his son was also smart... But since his truck was rented out once, strange things have happened one after another. …"
I retracted my hand into the quilt, wrapped it tightly, and lay down facing the old-fashioned radio on my side.
"First, he had the same nightmares one after another. He always dreamed that a woman wearing red high heels and unable to see her face was looking for something on the truck. That thing seemed to be very important to the woman... Then when he got out of the car, he felt that the truck was there. When the car is empty, it becomes a little heavier. Experience tells him that this kind of sinking is like pulling dozens of tons of cargo, especially after the cargo is loaded, the truck will make a heavy roar, but it will be sent to the auto repair station. After that, no problems were detected..."
The male anchor began to talk about the various abnormal phenomena of the truck and the various distressing experiences of Wang Jiasheng.
A few minutes later, the male anchor finally talked about the crucial moment: "On this day, Wang Jiasheng and his attendant driver Xiao Zhang got out of the car to pull coal in Datong, Shanxi. The car started to stall frequently on the highway, and when he got off the highway, he stopped the car. Roadside inspection. The driver, Xiao Zhang, stood on the side of the road and smoked. He went under the truck to check the fuel injector, throttle body, and lubrication system one by one. Suddenly, he heard the sound of high heels stepping on the asphalt road. Da da da
…"
There was a hollow sound effect on the old radio, and Xiao Zhang's panting out of fear.
I couldn't help but curl up under the quilt. It seemed that the only way to relieve the tension in my heart.
"Wang Jiasheng looked out and saw four legs, two of them are small, and two of them are women. Because under the car, he can only see a pair of red high heels and two of them. The lower legs of the stockings, especially the two high heels, are as bright as blood at night."
Hearing this, I held my breath, the atmosphere did not dare to gasp, my heart pumped.
"Wang Jiasheng asked who was outside with Xiao Zhang, the driver of the car, but Xiao Zhang only gave him a scream: Ah..., he saw Xiao Zhang jump into the car, and after hearing the door closed with a'bang', he continued that The woman in red high heels also climbed into the car."
The radio anchor let out Xiao Zhang's scream out of fear: Ah! what…
This is the most realistic exclamation ever heard, just like the live performance on the radio.
The anchor continued to preach: "Wang Jiasheng felt that the woman in red high heels was the woman in his dream. He was so scared that he wanted to crawl out of the car. After climbing a few times, he suddenly felt tight behind his back and looked back. Can't help but take a breath!"
Suck…
"He saw a pale hand, stretched out from the bottom of the car and grabbed his back..."
what…
"Wang Jiasheng grabbed the tires with his hands, and played desperately outside. At this moment, he heard the sound of the truck's engine running and the clutch hanging, buzzing... woo... smash...
The realistic sound effects and the penetrating voice of the anchor made me shudder!
"The truck started, and the huge tires rolled towards Wang Jiasheng's head. He wanted to hide, but a pair of cold hands pressed his head tightly..."
what…
"There was tremendous pressure on his head, he even heard the sound of his own skull cracking, and he made a painful but short cry uncontrollably: Ah!"
"The tires rolled over his head, and the truck disappeared into the night like the wind, leaving a headless corpse and shocking bloodstains on the road..."
"The death of Wang Jiasheng does not mean the end of the matter, because now this dead truck has a new owner, what will the new owner's end be? What is the woman in red high heels looking for? I will reveal for everyone in the next issue. The answer..."
The sound program accompanied by the truck starting to travel far ended, and the radio station did not arrange a later program, and there was only a noise of "chichi" on the radio.
I shivered and turned off the radio, curled up under the blanket and looked at the dark room. I thought of the death of the owner of the truck I was driving. He was also crushed to death by the truck. His name also seemed to be Wang Jiasheng. .
Is it a coincidence? I still talk about him
s story? Could it be that I heard a ghost radio just now
Thinking of this, my bones stood up, and I looked up and saw the old-fashioned radio on the bedside, the two black-hole like loudspeakers with big eyes, which were indescribably weird.
I was so scared that I withdrew my head into the quilt. In the dark quilt, my chest was undulating violently like a fish leaving the water. I thought of my big eyes, and I stretched out a hand on the bedside for a long time before I found the phone.
After the phone call, it took a long time to hear the voice of Big Eyes.
"Who!" Big eyes had a bad tone.
"Big Eye, it's me Chen An, I have encountered a strange thing again, I may have hit the evil again." I quickly explained.
"Knock the evil? What happened?" Big Eye's voice became clear.
"I just listened to a ghost story on the radio, and the content of the story turned out to be..." I told Big Eyes upside down several times.
Big eyes pondered in the phone for a long time, and said, "Maybe it's a coincidence?"
"Tonight at my third uncle's house for dinner, I also encountered a strange thing." I couldn't wait to tell about Miao Miao again.
"These should be two things." Big Eye said again.
"Don't worry about anything, you come to my house first and show me."
"right now?"
"Yeah. Come, I am very scared now."
"No, no, there isn't even a car in the middle of the night, or you come to pick me up."
I just wanted to agree, but when I thought it would take more than half an hour to drive to the county town in the middle of the night, when I thought of the ghost story of the dead truck, I immediately dismissed the idea.
In the end, I had to negotiate with Big Eye, and I would go to the coffin shop in the county town to look for him at dawn.
I spent one night in a panic, and as soon as the next day broke, I couldn't wait to find my dad to drive to the county seat.
When he rushed to the Big Eye Coffin Shop, he hadn't gotten up yet, and he smashed the door for a long time before Big Eye opened it.
Big eyes didn't hesitate to put on the clothes, and after everything was packed, I sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs tilted and a bunch of big eyeballs started sweeping around me.
I was uncomfortable being stared at and asked him what he was looking at.
The big-eyed old god was smoking a cigarette at the spot, and said slowly: "Chen An, although we are friends with old classmates, but I eat this bowl of rice, you said in terms of compensation..."
It suddenly dawned on me and said: "Naturally, you won't be missing."
"Well, I'll give you a 20% discount and wipe out the rest. Two thousand yuan."
I'm going, big eyes are so dark. It costs two thousand to open your mouth without doing anything. If something happens, then it costs tens of thousands? I knew this business was so profitable. I was a truck driver, so I went to find a roadside fortune teller to learn a little bit.
But the complaint goes to the complaint, and I still dare not make a joke about my life after all.
I gritted my teeth and said, "Okay. Two thousand is two thousand."
Big Eye immediately got up from the sofa like a chicken blood, and said happily: "Walk, I'll show you."
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