When Zhang Er's "Mao" woke up, the sky was already bright, and the sun had climbed three shots, shining hot on his face.
Feeling a fiery tingling sensation on his face, Zhang Er's "Mao" reached out and fished his cheeks and then slowly opened his eyes.
"Your mother! Why am I here?" After opening his eyes, Zhang Er's "Mao" found himself still lying beside the river under the pier, so he hurriedly stood up. But then Zhang Er's "Mao" seemed to think of something. Although it was broad daylight, cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Thinking of the woman who was hit to death last night, thinking of the crow above her head, thinking of... Zhang Er's "Mao" hurriedly raised his head, but there was no crow's shadow on the bridge pier. "Ghost! There is a ghost!" Thinking of everything he had seen last night, Zhang Er's "Mao" turned and ran toward the road, but he dared not stay in this ghost place again.
Standing on the side of the road, waiting and waiting, finally waited for a bus, so he hurriedly climbed up.
"Hey, where are you going?" A woman's voice came from her ear.
"Go home!" Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't think much about it, and bluntly said, but... But it seems that there are not many passengers on the bus, and there are no women, except the conductor. But the conductor seemed to be staring at him stupidly, and he didn't seem to talk to him at all!
Isn't it? Could it be... Could it be that the female ghost is still in the car, still talking to herself? Zhang Er's "Mao" face was horrified, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead! But fortunately, Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't seem to hear the woman's voice anymore after sitting down, which also made Zhang Er's "Mao" feel a lot easier.
Finally, the bus drove into the station in the city, watching the crowd around him start to increase, Zhang Er's "Mao" heart also settled. Because Father Zhou said that ghosts belong to yin "sex", humans belong to yang "sex," and ghosts are also afraid of crowded places.
Zhang Er's "Mao" raised his arm and looked at the time. "Your mother, it's already half past eight!" The long-distance bus to my hometown was ten o'clock, but now it's half past eight, is this still too late
Zhang Er's "Mao" also understands that taking a bus from the city to the listed long-distance bus terminal has to transfer two buses. No two novels will definitely not reach it. What should I do now
I saw the dead with my own eyes last night, and the death was so horrible... Last night I heard the crow cry and I ran into a ghost... Now I want Zhang Er's "Mao" to stay on the market for one more night, I guess I won't kill this guy. Work hard!
"Master, how long does it take to go to the listed long-distance bus station?" Zhang Er's "Mao" is not stupid. If you can't take the bus in time, you can take a taxi. It is best to hit a black car, which will be much cheaper.
"Less than an hour." The driver smiled at the sight of the business coming to the door.
Less than an hour? That is to say, you can get to the station at half past nine, so it seems completely too late. "How much does that cost?" Of course, money is also very important.
"One hundred and two?" The driver was still smiling at Zhang Er's "Mao".
"One hundred and two?" Zhang Er's "Mao" was lost in thought. Last night I spent eighty in a hotel, no, it should be said that I spent eighty in vain without staying in a hotel; by that woman... A hundred dollars, if you take a taxi, another hundred and two...
"Forget it, it's too expensive!" Your mother, I didn't even spend this hundred and two for the fare to go home.
"Brother, how much are you willing to pay?" The driver hurriedly asked, not wanting to give up the business.
"Eighty!" Zhang Er's "Mao" was not verbose, so he said it directly. Eighty taxis, a little more than 300 left, just enough for the fare to go home.
"Get in the car!" The driver was refreshed enough, pulling the door and getting in.
The driver didn't tell lies. It took less than an hour or even half an hour to get from the bus station in the city to the long-distance bus terminal in the city. But after getting off the bus, Zhang Er's "Mao" felt cheated. The bus took two hours, but it stopped and went, and it took a lot of wrong roads, and had to change the bus. In fact, this straight distance... Anyway, the driver made a small profit.
"I knew this way I should go and pee first." In fact, Zhang Er's "Mao" wanted to urinate a long time ago, but in a hurry, this guy had to hold back.
Walking into the ticket hall, Zhang Er "Mao" didn't look for the toilet first. After all, this is the key to buying a ticket. It's not too late to buy the ticket first and then pee.
"Hello, do you still have tickets for the train to Yibin City, Sichuan Province?" There were not many people in the ticket hall, and Zhang Er's "Mao" quickly lined up in front of the ticket window.
The ticket sales aunt did not speak, but looked at Zhang Er's "Mao" coldly, and then turned her head to tap on the keyboard. After a long time, she turned her back and said, "At ten o'clock in the morning, how many do you want?"
"Just... just one!" When I heard there were two tickets, "Mao" was so excited! You can leave this horrible place soon, can you not get excited! "How much?" According to Zhang Er's "Mao", although this listing is a big city, it is really a "ghost place"-a place with ghosts!
"Three hundred and twenty-eight." The conductor said coldly.
"Why are you going to Yibin?" A woman's voice was heard almost as the conductor was talking.
"Don't interrupt!" Zhang Er'Mao' turned his head and said coldly. "How much do you say?" Obviously this guy didn't hear what the conductor had just said.
"Three hundred and twenty-eight!" The conductor said coldly again.
"Three hundred and twenty-eight?" Zhang Er's "Mao" face was surprised. He knew very well that he had only three hundred and ten dollars in his pocket, but now the ticket costs three hundred and twenty-eight. How can this be? Is good! "Last time... Wasn't it only 300 yuan last time?" Yes, it was only 300 yuan when I came out a few months ago. What is now...
"The price has risen early!" The conductor looked disdainful. "Then do you want it?"
"I want..." Of course I want it, but the money is not enough! "Auntie, can you see if it can be cheaper, I... I only have three hundred yuan."
"Insane!" The conductor looked angry. "You treat this as a vegetable market, and you're still talking about the starting price, go and go, don't stand in the way if you don't buy, there are still a lot of people behind."
"Oh." Zhang Er's "Mao" slowly walked out with a look of disappointment, unwilling to do so, but for a while there was nothing to do. Whoever is to blame, if you are to blame, you can blame yourself for being too "sexy."
money? Don't talk about money. When you talk about money, you think of that woman, and when you think of that woman... Damn, although the ticket hall is full of people, Zhang Er's "Mao" is still secretly panicking when he thinks of what happened last night.
"Hehe... Really can cheat, don't you go to the toilet?"
"Your mother! Who?" A woman's voice seemed to be heard in the ear again, Zhang Er's "Mao" hurriedly turned around, there were a few women in front of him, but none of them knew him, and none of them. Are you talking to yourself
Not to mention, when Zhang Er's "Mao" was reminded by this voice, it seemed that he had remembered something, and he was really panicked underneath. "It doesn't matter, I will definitely not be able to walk today. Let's go and "pee" first!" Zhang Er "Mao" turned and walked towards the toilet inside.
Of course, there are males and females in public places, but Zhang Er's "Mao" walked to the toilet door and couldn't make any progress. What's going on, Zhang Er's "Mao" seems to feel a little stiff, some numb, some out of control.
Seeing that the men's bathroom was right in front of him, he couldn't take any steps. This guy was in a hurry; seeing his steps moving towards the women's bathroom step by step, cold sweat came out on Zhang Er's "Mao" forehead.
What's the matter? Is it possible...