C10 Night Raiding on Thousand Souls Road

I felt a little strange. The address that Grandpa gave me was obviously there, but why did this driver say no one lived there? What was going on? Even so, I still begged, "Driver, please help me. If not, please send me to the entrance of Thousand Hun Road. I won't need to go in there. I'll go in by myself."

"Young man, it's not that I don't want to send you off, but there are cameras everywhere. I'll send you inside, and even if you die inside, I still won't be able to get rid of you, especially when you go to number 44, which is the most unorthodox house. I advise you not to go."

"Driver."

"Alright, alright. I'm about to turn in too. Hurry up and get out of the car." The driver said impatiently.

Looking at the driver's expression, I sighed and opened the door to get out.

Just as he got off the car, a young man in a peaked cap walked over and asked, "Little brother, do you want to take a taxi?"

I nodded. "Yes, big brother, do you have a car?"

"Yes, where are you going?"

"Thousand Hun Road, No. 44, can I go there?" I'm ready for this man to refuse me.

But the person just said, "Sure, come with me, my car is over there."

"How much is it?" I didn't expect him to agree so readily. I thought to myself that maybe he was young and didn't know anything about the Thousand Hun Road.

"Five hundred."

"So expensive?" I asked in surprise.

"That place is very strange. There are ghosts, so normal people don't dare to go there. My car went inside the temple before, so I dare to go there. The price I charged you 500 is definitely my conscience." The young man said without any hesitation.

I was anxious to see Third Uncle earlier, so I didn't think too much and said: "Alright, 500. Let's go."

"Little brother is straightforward. Come, pay first, let's go immediately." That person said happily.

"Give me the money when you get there. You can't be afraid that a kid like me will go back on my word, right?" I faintly said, vaguely feeling that this person who ran the train with his mouth full was a swindler.

What made me surprised once again was that this person chuckled and said, "Sure, I'll indulge you once. Later on, you'll indulge me as well."

"Give in to what?" I asked doubtfully.

"Come on, let's get in the car and talk." The man said mysteriously.

Five minutes later, I pointed to a broken motorcycle and said to the man on it, "Is this your bike?"

Not only was the old trailer shabby, but it didn't have a license plate.

"Yeah, just now, I indulged you once, and now you indulge me as well. We are even now. Little brother, I'm telling you, other than me, no one else really dares to go to that place." That person said with determination.

I knew then that I had been tricked this time, but never mind, as long as I could get there. Motorcycles and cars were the same for me.

I didn't say anything, but rather grimaced and climbed onto the bike. I placed the case between us and said, "Let's go."

"Alright, customer, sit tight." The man screamed and stomped down with all his might, as if he were a lunatic.

"Dong! Dong!"

"Dong! Dong!"

He stepped on the engine for more than ten times and was about to get angry when he said directly, "Don't worry, I've already used up all my motorcycles, so it's difficult to start them up, but it's definitely not a problem."

I sighed and ignored him. Being able to see Third Uncle and know how to help Zhao Yixian was my top priority.

Five minutes had passed, and the broken motorcycle was about to fall apart. The engine finally started, and the screeching noise gave me a headache.

"See, I said it can be activated." After he finished speaking, he twisted the throttle and rushed out. The huge inertia almost threw me off the car.

"Brother, can you be a bit slower?" I said, speechless.

"I can't. I've already wasted a lot of time. If I keep delaying, I won't be able to make it in time for the live broadcast." The man said loudly. The motorcycle was shuttling back and forth on the busy road.

He rode very fast, as if he was rushing to be reincarnated. The roads were uneven in some places, and if it weren't for me tightly clamping the car seat with my legs, I would have been thrown out many times by now.

After riding on the motorcycle for nearly half an hour, few cars could be seen in the surrounding area. It was very desolate here and even the density of the street lamps was very small.

"Little brother, don't worry. We'll be there in a few minutes." The man said as he rode, and the sound of the motorcycle was like a lion's roar in the quiet road.

Soon, the car turned into a slightly damaged road. He stopped the car. Both sides of the road were occupied by single-story houses. There were also street lights, but none of them were turned on.

It was as the taxi driver had said, no one lived here.

This is the Thousand Muddle Road, I'll take you to No.44 now, try not to say anything, just give me the money when you get there, that's right, I'm Zhuge Wu, you can call me Brother Wu, this is my phone, if you're hit by a ghost or something, you can call me and tell me, I know a little about chasing evil spirits. Zhuge Wu continued to brag and handed me a card.

I took the card and nodded. "Thank you. I'll give you the money first."

I took out my wallet, pulled out five hundred-dollar bills, and handed them directly to him.

He took the money and put it in his pocket, then said with a smile, "Little brother is very straightforward. The 44th is not far away, we'll be there soon."

After he said that, the motorcycle suddenly started, and this time I wasn't on guard. My hand was still collecting my wallet and card, and I was thrown out of the car along with the box.

"The heck, do you know how to ride a bicycle?" I couldn't help but curse loudly. What made me even more speechless was that the sound of the motorcycle was too loud, this Zhuge Wu didn't seem to notice that I was thrown off the bike.

However, we've already reached the location, so I didn't complain too much. Anyway, we've already reached the Thousand Sluggages Path. It shouldn't be hard to find number 44.

I dragged my suitcase into the Thousand Mile Road. It was indeed very desolate here. There was a lot of garbage on the street, as if it hadn't been cleaned in decades. The trees beside the road were all yellow and the surrounding shops were very dilapidated.

The bunks and doors were basically all open, and it was even darker inside. Under the moonlight, it was as if there were huge, dark mouths opening one after another. The atmosphere was very scary.

I took a deep breath and took out a flashlight. I looked at the numbers on the door. Those on the left were all single-numbered, while those on the right were all double-numbered. From the looks of it, number 44 should be on the right.

I walked to the sidewalk on the right. 2, 4, 6, 8.

I searched one by one. The deeper I went, the more frightened I became. Aside from the sound of my footsteps and the sound of dragging boxes, there was no other sound. This feeling was really bad.

Of course, I wouldn't have been so scared that I wouldn't have been able to keep walking. On the hill above the grave, it was much scarier than this place, and I was only twelve years old at the time.

As I walked, I caught sight of a shadow in the corner of my eyes at the entrance of the shop No. 14. This shadow seemed to have no feet and floated about ten meters in front of me.

At the start, I wasn't used to seeing things that others couldn't see, but now that I have gotten used to it, Grandfather told me that if I saw them, I would be fine, so I didn't panic and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

Since it wanted to pretend that it didn't see anything, it had to force itself to walk. Previously, it was always following the sidewalk. If it suddenly changed its direction, it would definitely know that I had already seen him.

If he knew I could see him, he'd probably make trouble for me.

By the time I reached him, I felt a chill all over my body, a chill that was bone-piercing.

I couldn't help but shiver. Even though I kept walking forward, I couldn't help but glance at him. That one look almost made my soul drop out of my body.

I have seen ghosts, and I have also seen a dozen or so extremely terrifying female ghosts, but this black shadow, not only is it terrifying to the extreme, it also gives me the urge to vomit. It's not that he doesn't have feet on the ground, but he doesn't have feet.

He wore a tattered black robe, revealing a large area of pale skin. This skin was extremely festering, and there were actually many maggots crawling on it.

Even more frightening was the fact that his head had been cut in half diagonally, the top part of his head had been cut off behind the earlobe that fell back from his brow, and there was a sickening, dark yellow pus on his pale face, mixed with crimson blood. Two empty eye sockets stared straight at me, eyes full of white.

I don't know why, but when I didn't look at the ghost closely, it was just an illusion. When I focused on the ghost closely, I would be able to see it very clearly, even if it was only moonlight at night, I could still see it very clearly, as if this ghost was illuminated by the spotlights from all directions.

"Whoa whoa." You can actually see me? " The Cracked Head Ghost suddenly opened its mouth and said. Once it opened its mouth, a few mice crawled out, and when the mice fell, they scattered and crawled away with creaking noises.

"Holy sh * t!" I cursed in my heart. I was really disgusted this time and almost vomited.

I quickly looked away and pretended that I didn't see him. I dragged the box and quickly walked forward. However, just after I walked a few steps, I found that my box suddenly became very heavy, at least twice as heavy.

I turned my head and saw that the Cracked Head Ghost had already disappeared.

When this happened, I didn't think too much about it. Grandfather told me, if the devil knows that I saw him and then disappeared, there are two possibilities, one is that he didn't want to find trouble with me and left on his own, and the other is that he hid himself to trap me. My Yin Yang Eye is still in the state of enlightenment, I can't see the ghost that is purposely hiding.

Thinking that the box in my hands had become a lot heavier, I guessed that the Cracked Head Ghost was already sitting on top of my suitcase, but I couldn't see it. Thinking of this, I felt a chill down my spine. Perhaps it was due to my mental state, but I still managed to smell a disgusting stench …