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This is a chat room with a supernatural color.

The abbreviation "pt" is the abbreviation of phantoms, and phantoms means ghosts.

In the chat room, there are capable people and strangers from all over the world, fortune-tellers, celestial masters, warlocks, and so on. When people come to this chat room, of course they need someone to guide them. They wait for someone who can solve their troubles with high bonuses. The higher the funds, the more difficult the trouble is.

Some ghosts are reluctant to leave because of unwillingness to die or because they were wronged, and the remnants have not been extinguished for a long time and gradually turned into a curse. The harms include dizziness, weakness in the limbs, lethargy and gluttony, or hallucinations, loss of oneself in the illusion, and finally death, especially the hallucinations that haunt you all the time and are difficult to get rid of.It's a bit like Japanese horror movies. They are often cursed, and they must be reincarnated from generation to generation, and the younger generations are deeply persecuted by it.

To put it simply, resentment is a random and indiscriminate attack, even innocent people are not spared, it is a fuzzy group of spirits without wisdom and thinking that can only vent their own resentment.

Of course, there are also those who have settled their funeral affairs properly and left without any worries. The younger generations will be blessed by them, and the high-ranking officials will be rich and prosperous.

In the chat room, there are also unscrupulous people who persecute others until they end up hurting themselves, and want to seek help from others here, and beat them to death.In short, there are all kinds of people, and the doorway needs to be understood by yourself.

So in short, the purpose of "pt" is to catch ghosts and cast down ghosts or solve some strange things.But don't forget a crucial factor: money.

There is a saying that money can make ghosts grind, and there is another saying that only fear guns and guns but not ghosts and gods, only respect money but not morality.

In the past few years since I entered the society, the amount of information and knowledge have also increased. I have always believed that good and evil are rewarded.It's hard for people to say good or bad, let alone ghosts.If you didn't do something that offended him, why bother to pester you.Just like Xia Xia, like the headless ghosts on the bus, they are all poor people.

Although I don't know how to catch ghosts, I have seen them with my own eyes. It was when I was in college.

Because I had an appointment with a friend, I forgot the time between talking and laughing. Unfortunately, it was Sunday and I had to rush back to school. It took a long time to travel from the suburbs to the city center. It was almost ten o’clock when I came out of the subway. .The dormitory closes at 11:30. At that time, I was very anxious and hesitated whether to take a bus or a taxi.Coming down from the subway is the bus station. At that time, I decided to go to the station and wait to see.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, they are loose, wrapped in big cotton clothes, hurrying with their hands in their pockets.I was the only one waiting for the bus at the station. At that time, the winter solstice was approaching, and the clouds were overcast, and the moon was hiding behind the clouds and showing a little side.

The fog is relatively thick at night, and the shade of the trees on the ground is swaying when the cold wind blows, making a "swipe" sound, like a prisoner struggling and screaming. People always like to think wildly at night. To be honest, I rarely When I went out at night, my heart was filled with trepidation.

During the process, I kept looking at my watch. I waited for about 2 minutes. When I looked up at the mist in the distance, a bus finally came. I was relieved. It should be the last bus. .

The car drove very slowly, but it was close in the blink of an eye. After braking, it came to a slow stop. The front door was opened, and the lights on the car were a little dim, as if one of the rear lights had gone out.

At that time, I went up without any hesitation. The first thing I saw was the driver, whose face was pale from the cold, holding the steering wheel with a dull expression. It may be because he was sitting near the door. When the door was opened, there was a gust of cold wind. Look at that His expression was probably also blurred by coldness.

The carriage was empty, and in the back seat sat a young man with his head bowed so that the top of his head could be seen, and a middle-aged man wearing earphones.I picked a seat near the back door and sat down.

At this time, a woman came up from the front door, wearing a light green long windbreaker, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, fair complexion and beautiful, slender figure, with upturned eyes, under the streamer, she is full of charm, in short, she is amazing at a glance woman.

When the woman came up, she first glanced at the carriage, and when her eyes swept over me, she showed a puzzled expression for some reason, and the surge in her eyes was quickly suppressed, and after she put in the coin, she came over and sat behind me.

The carriage was too quiet, so quiet that it made people feel a little flustered. There was only the sound of the shaking of the car body. After one stop after another, there were still those five people in the car.I felt that the time passed extremely slowly. I propped my head in boredom, looked out the window aimlessly, and counted the passing vehicles.

Suddenly there was a itching sensation from the neck, as if something had fallen on it.I shrank my neck and touched back, a few strands of soft black hair slipped through my fingers.

I didn't look back, I just sat forward a little bit, probably because the woman's hair was blown to my neck.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

I subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror, my expression froze instantly, and I fixed my eyes firmly on the front rearview mirror, where a very strange scene appeared.

The young man sitting in the last row with his head bowed raised his head and looked at me in the mirror. He had a grim expression on his face, as if he had some grudge against me, and his eyes were extremely uncomfortable.Just 2 seconds after I noticed him, the dark eyes suddenly rolled up, revealing a large area of ​​white, a bit like a patient about to go into shock.My heart tightened, and I held the handle of the car seat, my palms began to sweat.

The middle-aged man was gone, and he could see two legs lying across the seat from the unobstructed place beside him. The window at his position was opened, and the cold air poured into the compartment. The temperature was already low enough, plus The cold wind that poured in made me shiver, and my heart seemed to be blocked by countless little ghosts, and I was up and down.

The scariest thing is not just these, the scariest thing is the woman behind me, she is facing me, her long hair is flying in all directions, and some messy hair covers her face as big as a palm, she can't see her facial features clearly , that scene is very much like the female ghost in the movie.

I forced myself to look away, a shadow cast over my heart, I was actually staring straight at such a terrifying scene.

"I will get off immediately at the next stop." I clenched my fists, my face turned pale.The car drove through the secluded houses towards the center of the city.Following the loud radio broadcast in the car, I almost jumped up, ran to press the bell, and almost ran for my life. Unexpectedly, the driver did not stop, drove past the station, and rushed straight across the red lamp.

'Stop' the driver remained expressionless and could not hear my voiceover at all.

At this moment, I realized that something was wrong, but I didn't dare to shout loudly. Acting rashly will only alarm those people. It seems that not only the few in the back seat, but even the driver has problems.

Cold sweat began to seep from my temples. I grabbed the armrest tightly, and the veins on the back of my hand burst out from exhaustion.A very soft sound of water droplets came into my ears, and was amplified by infinite terror. I stared, subconsciously looked at the source of the sound from the corner of my eye, the young man stood up, playing with a small knife in his hand, The knife was covered in blood, and there were two clear bloodstains on the face, from the corners of the eyes to the nose. The middle-aged man rolled off the chair with the acceleration of the driver's big movements, making a heavy muffled sound.Those eyes were wide open, as if his life was taken away in an instant before he realized what happened.Blood began to seep from under the middle-aged man and permeate the floor, and the blood consciously spread closer to my feet.

I just felt my head swell, my back was leaning against the railing, the clothes inside were soaked in sweat and sticking to my body, I bit my lip tightly, a rusty smell spread in my mouth and deeply stimulated my nasal cavity, and I held onto it tightly with both hands The back of the seat is supported, and I dare not lean on the door, for fear that the moment the driver opens the door, I will be swept away by force, and I will be crushed to death under the passing vehicle, bloody and shattered.

The young man stepped over the middle-aged man, with his blood on his shoes, walking towards this side, leaving bright red shoe prints in the carriage, I closed my eyes, and the blood flowed backwards all over my body.The young man didn't even look at me, and walked in front of me, raised the knife in his hand, and stabbed the knife deeply into the driver's waist, as if he could see the thick layer of flesh from the knife, and the driver's face Writhing together because of the severe pain, clutching the knife on his waist, his face turned livid, looked at the young man, and yelled, because he lost too much blood, he fell on the driver's seat and died.The car passed the traffic lights smoothly while accelerating, as if another pair of hands were behind the steering.Blood was pouring out, as if gushing from the walls of the carriage.