Buried ghosts, ghost marriage contracts

The bus was so busy that it was not easy to get out of the car.

The familiar bus whistle sounded behind me, and I turned around in surprise

It was another No. 7 bus!

Didn’t the first one just leave? Why is there another one coming so soon?

I could tell that this bus was not the same as the previous one, as the car body of this bus was blue

The driver pressed the whistle and leaned out to shout, "Young man, do you want to get on? This is the last bus."

While I was stunned, the old lady got on the bus with a cane, and my pupils shrank into pins.

She carried my luggage up there!

You know, the wooden box left by my grandfather is still inside, and it might be related to my life.

Without thinking too much, I grabbed my coat and ran to the bus to take back my luggage.

The old lady sat in the last row. She seemed to guess that I would get on and knocked on my urea bag to show off.

I was so annoyed that I went over and took back my luggage without saying anything.

Just at this moment, the bus shook and the bus started.......

I was nervous and sat near the door with my things, far away from the old lady.

I felt that the old lady was not right, and there was probably nothing clean on this bus.

It is a blessing, not a curse. It is a curse that cannot be avoided. Since I got on the bus, I can only sit down.

I am still carrying a death calamity on my back. I will die sooner or later. I feel much more cheerful.

I only have one life. Whoever wants it can take it.

The bus driver looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Isn't the young man from our place?".

I nodded.

The driver chuckled and said, "You're lucky. Route 7 runs every two hours. You just happened to catch the last one."

I couldn't help but frown: "Didn't a bus just come?"

The driver shuddered, turned back and asked with his eyes wide open: "Did you see a ghost?"

"There has always been only one bus on Route 7, and one person driving it."

"Yesterday, the driver drove a car full of people into the river and died. It was my first day to take over Route 7. How could there be only one bus every two hours?"

My neck was numb, and I asked unconsciously: "Was the last driver a Mediterranean? Was his car yellow?"

The driver was amazed and laughed: "Hey, how did you know?"

I was silent, and the whole car was silent.

Only I could hear my pounding heart.

Horror, a shudder after realizing it belatedly.

There was only one bus on Route 7, and the Mediterranean driver drove a yellow car into the river yesterday!

But I just saw it, and I almost got on it?

"Master, please ask, were there any living people on that car yesterday?"

The driver sighed: "Living people? How could there be any living people? The water was so deep, and by the time the car was pulled out, everyone in the car would be dead."

"Eyeballs bulged out, and the whole body was swollen and white. I couldn't eat after seeing them yesterday."

I didn't speak for a long time, and my heart, which was beating wildly, calmed down after a while

Almost... I almost died just now.

If I really got on that yellow car, it would be over.

The yellow car was full of ghosts instead of people!

The car slowly stopped, and the recoil made me fall forward.

At this time, the car door opened, and a mother and daughter got on.

The woman was about thirty years old, wearing a white long skirt and carrying a plastic bag,

And the little girl was about ten years old, wearing a worn denim suspender skirt and shiny little leather shoes.

And I know this girl. She is the little girl I asked her to record for me before.

As soon as the little girl came up, she pointed at the bus driver and shouted:

"Uncle, why are you soaked and don't you change your clothes?"

She pulled her mother and shouted: "Mom, look at this driver uncle, he is white and fat."

The mind that had just relaxed was tense again,

Crisis, the cold breath spread from the soles of my feet.

Only then did I realize why there was a fishy smell in the air in the car.

I looked at the back of the bus driver, feeling restless

The little girl ran to me and said: "Mom, look, she is the brother who gave me candy"

"But, brother, why are you sitting on this fat sister?"

I jumped up, and now I couldn't even stand comfortably. I looked around and was afraid everywhere

She said I was sitting on a woman... But the feeling under my butt was indeed solid, the hard seat,

Subconsciously, a terrifying guess came to my mind.

The little girl just now said that the driver was soaked, white and fat...

These

Aren't the characteristics exactly the characteristics of the drowned people the driver mentioned before?

Could it be that this car was the one that drove into the water, and this driver was the one who drowned yesterday?

He was screaming ghosts! He was the ghost!

I looked at the empty car unconsciously. The driver said that the bus was full and drove into the river.

Then wouldn't the car be.......

I didn't dare to act rashly. Maybe there was a ghost in every place in the car.

Or maybe there was one where I was standing at this moment.

Cold sweat instantly wet my back.

At this time, the car started again, and I noticed the scene outside the window.

The car was about to pass a bridge, with dark deep water on both sides...

The most frightening thing was that there was a big gap in the guardrail on the bridge, and the gap was only blocked by a few warning posts.

The black tire marks on the ground seemed to prove what happened here?

Oh no, is this driver going to repeat the scene before his death?

He was going to drive the car into the river again!

"Mom...", the little girl spoke again.

This time she pointed at her mother and shouted: "Mom, why are your clothes wet? There is a naked little brother on your shoulder."

The girl's mother did not change her expression, but smiled and touched the girl's head.

The extreme depression and terror made my stomach acid rise, and I swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva to suppress it.

At the same time, I was close to the window and ready to jump out of the window.

Suddenly, my right hand was grabbed by a cold and slender hand

I turned my head stiffly and saw that it was the girl's mother.

The girl's mother said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I may have scared you just now"

"My child drowned when he was a child. He finally survived and had some mental problems. He said crazy things all day long to scare people"

"Please don't mind it. I'm really sorry."

Mental problems? I looked at the girl

The girl talked to herself in the air, and then pointed to the empty seat and shouted that there was someone here.

The driver seemed to know her, and asked jokingly: "You look scared, you're so brave!"

"Haha, a kid of a few years old scared you like this?".

The little girl was still talking nonsense, and the car drove across the bridge safely and steadily.

And I also felt the human body temperature from the girl's mother's hand.

My tense muscles relaxed instantly, and I said angrily: "Master, you know, you didn't say anything, you are so mean."

The driver laughed triumphantly.

The girl's mother apologized to me again and pulled the little girl out of the car.

I vaguely saw that the bag in the girl's mother's hand seemed to be kelp...