I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This time someone finally dared to take me.

The Huangquan Ferryman parked next to me, and the car window rolled down. Conan leaned his head and asked me: "Where do you want a car?"

Unexpectedly, the Huangquan ferryman would still attract customers. I smiled and went up and said, "Do you collect the RMB?"

He shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I won't accept it, but regular customers can take credit."

I also laughed: "I'll pay double next time."

Then I got into the car and sat down and was about to tell where I was going, when someone next to me suddenly grinned at me.

I was shocked and then I realized that there was a person sitting next to me. I was an uncle in his forties, with haggard hair, a blood-colored face, wearing a black dress, and sitting there was not conspicuous at all.

When I saw him smiling at me, I squeezed out a smile, but I was muttering in my heart, is this a human or a ghost?

But it doesn't matter. Since they are all riding a car, both humans and ghosts are the same. Besides, I have blood on my hands and my hair and clothes are messy. I guess I can't see much better than this uncle. Maybe I think I'm a ghost.

So I didn't care, and told the Huangquan Ferryman that I was going back to school. He didn't care, but he just told me that it would be fine wherever he went, but he had to wait a while because he had already picked up the person who took the ride, so he had to take him to the place first.

I was a little funny, and I didn't expect that he would even play a gang, but I looked at the uncle next to me and couldn't help but talk more and asked Conan where he was going.

Conan shrugged at me and said, "Keep confidential, but don't worry, it won't take a long time."

I glanced at the uncle next to me, feeling a little nervous. He wouldn't want to go underground, right?

None of the two of them spoke. The car slowly passed through the night. The scenery outside the car window was illusory and ethereal, hazy, and neon lights reflected various colors on the car window, bizarre. For a moment, I felt as if I was dreaming, and my mind gradually became a little confused.

Time passed little by little, and it seemed that only a moment had passed, and it seemed that a long time had passed. The car slowly stopped. Conan said lightly: "It's here."

Before I could react, the uncle got off the bus from the side, stood by the road and looked at it, as if he had confirmed something, then took out a handful of colorful money from his pocket and handed it to Conan.

I glanced at it and said, "Good guy, the smallest denomination is five million, a rich man."

Conan took the money and said nothing. The man walked along the roadside. Only then did I notice that it was already in the suburbs. On a desolate dirt road, there were wilderness and mounds on both sides, but in front there was a house standing alone in the darkness. A red lantern hung at the door, swaying slightly in the wind, looking gloomy and weird, just like the wilderness inn in the movie.

At the same time, I was surprised to find that there was no moonlight here, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, which was completely different from the scene just now, as if I had changed into a different world.

The man walked slowly forward, in the direction of the house. He walked slowly, but he was determined and did not look back, just as if the house in front of him looked gloomy and weird was his destination.

I stared at the front curiously, and was about to ask Conan, where is this place, but he seemed to know that I was going to ask a question, and said quietly: "Shut up, don't ask anything, it has nothing to do with you."

I said to my mouth and swallowed it again. Conan looked nervously as he watched the man approach the house, but the man suddenly turned around and waved to Conan. Conan seemed to be relieved, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to me, and said softly: "Let's go, another person has embarked on the road of no return."

I didn't say anything, and fog slowly gushed out from both sides of Conan's car. The car started slowly, turned around and drove around the road.

There was no words all the way, Conan and I didn't talk. There was hazy fog on both sides. After a while, lights gradually appeared in front of us. I knew that we were back in the city.

Outside the car window, the hazy illusion and ethereal feeling was back, and the bizarre neon lights were still colorful on the car window. At this time, Conan suddenly spoke to me and said, "You seem to be very busy."

This is the first thing he said to me after I got in the car, and it was a question of nature. I thought about it and replied: "Actually, it's not that I'm busy, it's that the world is too busy."

He smiled: "Yes, the world keeps moving, we keeps moving, and no one can stop."

There seemed to be something else in his words. I felt aroused in my heart and asked him tentatively: "Can't you stop?"

He was silent for a moment and said, "Once the shackles of fate are trapped, no one can escape. Everyone in this world is like being blindfolded by their masters, pulling a donkey with their heads on their heads. They have walked many roads and been tired all their lives, but in the end, they are still standing there and fulfilling their own master."

I became increasingly puzzled. Why did he suddenly say these words to me today? What does it mean?

However, he didn't say anything anymore, leaned his head slowly on the seat and closed his eyes.

I was surprised in my heart, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed again. Before I could figure out all this, the car stopped. Conan opened his eyes and said lightly: "It's here."

In this voice, I seemed to have deep fatigue. When I looked out the car window, I had arrived at the school gate.

I got out of the car and said to him, "By the way, what should I do if I want to find you in the future?"

He said: "It's very simple, you can call me."

As he said that, he threw me a business card. I picked it up and looked at it. I saw a mobile phone number written on it, with two lines below: I hope to provide all the convenience for your trip, and a 24-hour pick-up service.

I couldn't help but smile and said to him, "Is there any other way besides the phone?"

"Look at the back, but I've been busy lately, so try to find me during the day if you have any questions."

After saying that, the car window slowly shook, and the lonely ferryman in the Yellow Springs left alone again.

It was such a strange person. I shook my head and turned my business card upside down. I saw a pattern printed on the middle of the back, which was exactly the kind that Shao Peiyi drew last time.

I looked up again, but found that the ferryman in the Yellow Springs was gone. Under the moonlight in the distance, there was only a hazy mist floating between the sky and the earth.

I put away my business card, stood at the school gate and looked at it. I walked to a relatively hidden wall next to me. I jumped up and jumped up. My legs floated and landed steadily on the ground. I couldn't help but feel proud. My jumping power was getting better and better. Judging from this level, I guess I would be able to jump to the fifth floor in one breath soon without any effort.

When I returned to the dormitory, Shao Peiyi was not there, Ah Long fell asleep, opened his mouth and snored, and lay on the bed with his beard, looking worried, and he didn't even react much even when I suddenly entered the room.

I quickly took off my coat to prevent him from seeing the blood, and then asked him: "Why do you still have insomnia?"

"Oh, why did she suddenly ignore me..." Xiaomouzi seemed to be talking to herself, and she sighed as if she was answering my words.

"Who, who ignores you?" I threw my coat under the bed, grabbed the soap, and prepared to wash my hands.

"She, Coco..." The mustache looked melancholy and his voice was resentful, which sounded uncomfortable.

"Coco?" I had already walked to the door, suddenly heard the name, turned around and said, "What are you talking about is your new girlfriend?"

Xiaomouzi nodded, hunched from her nose, and continued to say to herself: "I made an appointment tonight to go out to watch a movie with her. I waited at the gate for a long time, but no one was seen, and my phone was turned off. As soon as I asked her roommate, she said she had gone out long ago and didn't even bring her phone..."

He was talking there, like a resentful woman, and I didn't listen much, and turned around and walked towards the bathroom. I really didn't understand what they were like, and I was thinking about that little thing all day long. Are you tired?

When I turned on the faucet, I washed the blood on my hands hard, but after so long, the blood had solidified and it was very difficult to wash. I put soap on my hands over and over again, staring at the water flowing out of the faucet and the blood on my hands. An illusion suddenly emerged in my mind, wouldn’t it suddenly come from the faucet?

Thinking of this, my body felt inexplicably cold. It was already midnight. It was quiet in the bathroom, with only the sound of running water, and a dim little lamp above my head. I looked up and saw myself in the mirror above the pool, with haggard face, messy hair, and bloodshot eyes, like a fierce spirit at midnight.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the taboos of not looking at the mirror late at night, especially this is still the mirror in the toilet, which is one of the three major dark paths. I hurriedly withdrew my gaze and was about to continue washing my hands, but at this moment, someone next to me suddenly pulled the corner of my clothes gently.
Chapter completed!