Bring Evil into The World

Chapter 32: A dead modern car

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Although I am afraid that big eyes will disturb my livelihood, Brother Ma is my noble person after all, so I need to ask clearly. Seeing big eyes grinning, my heart is even more bottomless.

Big eyes smiled and said: "There are gods three feet above your head, who don't fear others and know oneself. Who hasn't done anything wrong yet."

The big eyes, who didn't even graduate from junior high school, even pulled me up with words. He meant that Brother Ma had done something wrong, and then got entangled in dirty things? But looking at the big-eyed smirk, I don't think it looks like. There are ghosts in the world, but they can't be people and they are not clean, right

Big Eyes, this guy doing this kind of mystery, really doesn't mean anything to him.

Back at the watermelon base, Brother Ma’s car was full, and he drove away first after saying goodbye to me. More than a little later, my truck was also filled with a car of green and gratifying watermelons.

It takes about four or five hours to drive from Shandong to Baoding. There are gradually more cars on the road in Hebei, and sometimes cars will line up. It was only after Zhang Xiaohai reminded that it was the May Day holiday.

Hum!

Suddenly, the engine made a loud noise, as if slammed on the accelerator, I quickly slowed down. At this moment, a car behind it started honking its horn quickly, and it looked like a white car from the rearview mirror.

I think it might be because the other party followed too tightly. The truck suddenly slowed down and shocked the other party, but who made you follow so tightly.

The white Hyundai quickly overtook the truck and came in front of me, and then suddenly changed lanes, almost wiping the truck in front of me.

Damn it! This white Hyundai is dying, so I dare not leave the big truck!

The brakes of my truck didn't work, so I quickly put into gear. After a while, I lowered the speed and almost didn't hit it.

People are in rivers and lakes, the car is driving on the road, and the brakes are not working. It is not that I broke the brakes, but changed the brakes. Changing the brakes is an unspoken rule in the big truck circle, the reason is very simple, only one purpose is to save money.

A digression: truck fuel consumption is very high, and braking and speeding up is a lot of money. For example, if a car runs a distance of hundreds to thousands of kilometers, if you frequently increase the speed and brake, you can make your fuel consumption a lot higher than others. If someone else earns 1,000 per trip, you may only earn 600 or even less. Therefore, if you encounter a large truck, it is best to avoid it if you can, or let it be if you can.

I thought that White Hyundai would leave immediately, but I didn't expect that the other party would sway in front of me unwillingly, speeding up for a while, then slowing down suddenly, causing me to pause and sweat my forehead.

I honked the horn angrily. I didn't expect that the other party would stretch out his arm from the car window and put a middle finger up. The big gold watch on his wrist was shining in the sun.

This is a provocation!

"Bump him!" The big eyes were also out of breath.

To be honest, I really want to hit the grandson in front of me by stepping on the gas pedal. It's not good to say that I have all the insurance procedures and I am not afraid of hitting him to death.

"Drive slowly, don't breathe." Zhang Xiaohai reminded me nervously.

I calmed down, slowed down the car, and stopped sounding the horn. White Hyundai blocked me in front of me for another ten minutes. It is estimated that seeing me nothing happened, I lost my breath and stretched out.

The hand with the gold watch showed me goodbye from the car window.

This grandson!

Immediately afterwards, White Hyundai suddenly turned into the small driveway. It may be that the white Hyundai was blocked by the truck and did not see the road conditions on the small lane. Now it suddenly changed lanes and was immediately hit by a black jeep behind it.

My speed is less than 70, and the white Hyundai is about the same as mine. However, the speed of the car in the small lane is generally above 100, and the result can be imagined.

boom!

In an instant, the white Hyundai was overturned immediately, turning over several times on the high speed. This scene stunned me. If it weren't for Zhang Xiaohai's reminder, I would definitely hit the barrier on the side of the road.

When I came back to my senses, the scene of the car accident was far away from us, and only the white Hyundai turned upside down and black smoke was still coming out.

"It has nothing to do with us, right?" I asked in shock.

"It should be okay." Zhang Xiaohai stared at the rearview mirror and said.

Big eyes retracted his head that was sticking out, his face looked very excited, and he said, "It's too exciting. This car is not in vain with you."

What is this nonsense? Lest there be no chaos in the world

Big Eye saw that my face was bad, and said: "It has nothing to do with us, it is the Hyundai car that does it by itself and deserves it!"

Having said that, my legs were shaking and my palms were sweating. To be safe, Zhang Xiaohai and I changed positions and let him drive. Amidst anxiety, we finally arrived at Baoding Fruit Wholesale Market on time.

The people at the wholesale market unloaded the truck, and I and the two of them went to find a place to eat.

"Why? Hasn't it come over yet?" Big Eye asked.

"A little bit scared." I told the truth.

"You still drive with your mental quality." Big eyes were full of disdain, "You didn't hit it. You are worried about the ball. Boss, come to Niulanshan."

Big Eye opened the wine bottle, poured me a glass, and said, "Drink some wine and be shocked."

"You can't drink while driving." Zhang Xiaohai reminded.

"Didn't you still have you? You drive on the way back!"

Jiuzhuang dared people, this is true, I immediately calmed down after a glass of white wine. The big eyes that are overwhelming with alcohol have blushed and the neck is thick, and the tongue is starting to speak.

"After eating, you first take me to the place where Zhao Youde moved."

I nodded and said, "Okay. Not far from here, it's only five or six minutes by car."

"What's the village called?"

I thought for a while and said, "He didn't say anything, I only know that he moved to Douyu Village. But I know the way."

At this time, the restaurant owner came again with vegetables, and I asked, "Boss, there is a village near here that is built with two-story small buildings." I pointed in the direction, "The village looks like a new building. Young man. What's your name?"

The boss looked in the direction I was pointing for a while and said, "No."

Big eyes nodded secretly, and I understood a little bit when I saw his expression.

The restaurant owner turned and left, walked a few steps, then turned around and asked, "Are you sure you are looking for the village?"

"Of course. Otherwise, we will still find the cemetery." Big Eye said.

"There is really a cemetery in the direction you just mentioned. It is newly built. It is called Sandaowan Cemetery." The boss

Say.

The three of us looked at each other, and finally said with big eyes: "How long has it been built?"

"It's only one year. It belongs to the cemetery."

Big Eye asked again: "Why do you want to build a cemetery here so close to the city?"

The boss’s business was not good, so he moved a stool and sat down and said, “This is a long story if you want to talk about it. There is a story in this cemetery...”

Sandaowan was originally the name of a village. According to the city government's plan, the villa area was originally to be built in Sandaowan, and the construction of the villa area involved the issue of compensation for land acquisition.

Because the compensation contractor and the local people were unable to negotiate with each other, the contractor drove forklifts and bulldozers to demolish Sandaowan. At that time, the villagers of Sandaowan gathered at the entrance of the village. The old and young women and children in the village stood. At the forefront, the young and middle-aged man was holding a shovel in his hand, and a dung fork stood behind, blocking him.

In the end, several trucks from the contractor brought hundreds of gangsters in camouflage uniforms to beat the villagers in Sandaowan. At that time, the scene was called a miserable village with more than 2,000 people, and more than 50 people died. Hundreds of people were injured.

Afterwards, those who should be caught, those who should be sentenced, those who should be shot, and those who should be demolished have to be demolished.

Seeing the restaurateur talk about so much, before I get to the main topic, I couldn't help asking: "You said it for a long time, and you didn't say why a cemetery was built."

The boss lit a cigarette and said, "Don't worry, the cemetery was built because of haunting."

Big Eye poured a glass of wine for the restaurant owner and said, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

The boss took a sip of cigarettes, took a sip of wine, and continued to open the chatterbox:

Sandaowan’s haunting started from the demolition. The original one-month demolition plan was completed intermittently for half a year, because either the demolition personnel were injured or the vehicle malfunctioned inexplicably.

After the demolition was completed, construction was the next step, but the soil was so frozen in summer that it was impossible to dig the foundation. Especially at night, there were always ghosts and cries on the construction site.

For this reason, the construction party invited a lot of experts to come, but there was no way. However, Sandaowan is an engineering project worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and you have to grit your teeth. As a result, something went wrong and the boss and family of the contractor were burned.

Since then, this land has been rumored to be a bad land, and hundreds of millions of projects have been put on hold. Later, a wandering monk passed by Sandaowan and saw the problem. He said that the villagers who died tragically in Sandaowan had grievances and gave the government a trick to build a cemetery to quell the grievances of the dead.

Only then has the current Sandaowan Cemetery.

After the restaurant owner's words were finished, we were considered full. After paying for the meal, we just walked out of the small restaurant, and the restaurant owner chased it out again and asked, "Are you going to the Sandaowan Cemetery?"

"Yes." Dayan and I replied in unison.

I thought he would be talking about something, but he didn't expect that he only made the original "Oh" sound, and immediately turned around and entered the restaurant.

When I walked to the entrance of the wholesale market, I looked back subconsciously and found that the restaurant owner was squatting on the side of the road and burning paper. A gust of wind blew the paper dust into the air.

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